I apologize for the lack of updates recently; I have been very busy. I promise to have a few updates over the weekend.
In the meantime, friend of STTLJ Plum told me that pareidolia was featured in this week's episode of Glee. She also sent me this highly entertaining summary for you readers:
In last night’s Glee, the socially awkward group of teenagers tackled such important issues as spirituality, loss, parental love, cardiac health, and, of course, Grilled Cheesus.
A significant portion of the episode is dedicated to ex-quarterback Finn’s pareidolia experience, as he finds that his George Foreman Grill has imprinted the image of Our Cheesy Lord onto his sandwich.
This, of course, means the sandwich has special powers. Of course, Finn can’t start wishing his wishes on an empty stomach, and so he eats the non-miraculous half of Grilled Cheesus.
Throughout the episode, Finn prays to Grilled Cheesus three times, and all three wishes are granted. His football team wins the first game of the season, his prudish girlfriend lets him touch her boob (just the side), and he gets to be quarterback again.
“What up, Grilled Cheesus? I've gotta ask you something. I didn't go to Sunday school so I don't know if God works the same as a genie and I only get three wishes, but...”
In the end, though, school counselor Emma explains to him, “God works in all kinds of mysterious ways, but I'm pretty sure he doesn't spend a lot of time trying to speak to us through sandwiches,” to which a super sad Finn replies, “It was sorta cool feeling like I had a direct line to God. Now I just feel like everybody else. You know, like we're all just floating around in space. I don't like that.” And then he breaks out in a rendition of REM’s "Losing My Religion." Of course.
In the end, everyone is pretty much the same, if more depressed. Kurt still doesn’t believe in flying spaghetti monsters (or God), everyone is long in the face as they sing Joan Osborne’s "What if God was One of Us," and Finn loses both the special powers of Grilled Cheesus and the potential for some easy eBay money.
I’m sure the guy who found the Virgin Mary in his dirty cigarette had a similar experience.