I doubt there’s any Take That to born-agains here, not that there’s anything wrong with that; this sounds pretty New Agey to me. Possibly therapy rather than cult. Funny in any case. Red clay, yuk.
Indeed that is very funny!! I’ve heard that some ancient cultures – or maybe “primitive tribes” or whatever the PC term is now – have “rebirth” ceremonies that sort of function as rites of passage – used for adopting new members into the tribe and that sort of thing.
Of course, their religions can involve climbing along cliff faces from one place to another and then spending a couple of months in a very small cave while being fed by priests.
I am sooo glad I had already learned my lesson about not drinking or eating while reading this comic. I would have spewed stuff out of my mouth at the comic and my nose at BarGamer’s comment. As much as I love Digger, I have to admit part of the reason I’m so religious about reading it is all the great comments.
ROFLMAO!!! Lady, you are the best…teheeheeheeheehee!!!!
(It just makes it funnier that I’ve studied some of those early religions that did similar things!!!)
I’ll try that, TekServer. I guess I’m gonna miss my special secret recipe omlettes while reading Digger, though. Oh well, I guess it’s better than having to clean my moniter all the time. I haven’t laughed since the ending of chapter 10, so I forgot.
There is a tunnel in Japan, I think in Kyoto at Kiyomizudera, where you follow a rope down a set of stairs, around a few corners, and gaze upon a rock (I think with a little Buddha on it? Can’t remember), and then follow the rope up another set of stairs in order to be “reborn”.
If my knowledge from early British adventurers in the east is accurate, never a safe assumption given their chronic lying, i recall one story of a now defunct south-east Asian nation, one of the component parts of “indo-china” as recorded by the British East India company in about 1815, which believed that any member of the kings court that left the nation would be corrupted by foreigners and so before an ambassador or emissary to a foreign power such as the British or the Dutch could return to the kings presence he had to be ritually reborn. To that end the poor soul who was conducting negotiations between the East India companies of the two powers on behalf of his king had to spend the night naked in a barrel of fat and water and then at dawn crawl out and though a giant gold-foil coated wooden vagina before he was allowed back in the kings presence to report what the British or Dutch East India company had said. After each and every round of negotiations. I cant recall exactly what the British chronicler said happened next or i would be able to remember the name of the country in question, but i think the British East India Company got board of the slow negotiations, discovered the dutch east India company was having much better luck with this particular nation’s southern neighbors and so sent Sepoys to invade the neighboring nations before the dutch could “cheat” the British out of all the good trade agreements in the region. There is probably a moral in there somewhere on the lines of “if you force your own negotiators to do something quite squicky involving a fake barrel-womb and giant golden genitalia maybe the imperialists will get board and invade your neighbors because they think its easier than waiting on you to sign a trade agreement, but don’t count on it to work twice because they’ll carve up the entire region between then eventually, those untrustworthy Europeans. ” On the other hand that’s possibly the worst moral of any story ever, although to be fair i can’t shake the feeling i saw it once before on the Animaniacs Warner-brothers (and the Warner sister Dot’s) “wheel of morals”.
I also not with considerable disappointment no-one has yet noted what the temple tunnel would be like if it was built by The People. i.e, the hyenas. More or less the same, but with a lot longer and a lot NARROWER final segment…. and if you are the first person though you are breathing though a tube far, far shorter than the length of passageway in question, making your chances of getting out unharmed quite slim.
Gotta love those marsupials!
Best laugh I’ve had in a while! -:D
Please tell me this isn’t based on some real religion too.
I believe it’s what TvTropes would call a Take That against Born Again Christians, Zamael.
Yes, we certainly are…
oh boy… that is certainly interesting… wonder what would happen if you went down the stairs…
Certainly brings a new meaning to “bowels of the earth”…
I’m so glad I’m surrounded by marsupials and monotremes.
haha, i love digger’s look of disgust 🙂
As a placental mammal that has given birth I have to agree. There really has to be a better way to go about it, people.
This take took my badmood away, far far away hehehehe
I doubt there’s any Take That to born-agains here, not that there’s anything wrong with that; this sounds pretty New Agey to me. Possibly therapy rather than cult. Funny in any case. Red clay, yuk.
How long I’ve waited to hear a comic book character say that!
Indeed that is very funny!! I’ve heard that some ancient cultures – or maybe “primitive tribes” or whatever the PC term is now – have “rebirth” ceremonies that sort of function as rites of passage – used for adopting new members into the tribe and that sort of thing.
I have used that “preaching to the choir” line so often that I made a sign that says:
“Choir:
Please Limit Preaching”
And mounted it on the wall above my desk, so that whenever one of my coworkers starts to get rolling on a rant, I can just point to the sign.
My toddler keeps asking me “What, what?” because I’m laughing so hard!
I’m glad to see I’m not the only one who was worried about who built those tunnels. At least it wasn’t Dwarves.
Also, @BarGamer: ewwwwwwwwww… 😛
I think I know what I’m gonna do durring my free time on the weekends from now on. XD
Hrmph! Am I the only one who thinks mud baths are great?
Marsupial pride!
Of course, their religions can involve climbing along cliff faces from one place to another and then spending a couple of months in a very small cave while being fed by priests.
I am sooo glad I had already learned my lesson about not drinking or eating while reading this comic. I would have spewed stuff out of my mouth at the comic and my nose at BarGamer’s comment. As much as I love Digger, I have to admit part of the reason I’m so religious about reading it is all the great comments.
Woohoo! Just finished Pass 2 through the archives!
I have now read every single comment on every page, at least as of the day I arrived on that page …
(Yeah, I know. Blame it on the OCD.)
😉
Actually, I’ve heard this used as an actual psychology exercise; even know someone who observed one. Pretty nutty stuff, all told.
Surely that should be ‘Preachin’ to the choir, granddaughter…’
Ahem.
I’ll get my coat.
As a placental mammal who’s currently pregnant, I have to agree with Digger. There has *got* to be a better way. I think I have marsupial envy.
Placenta. Mmmmm.
Better red clay than something else!
I would tend to concur with Jon, it seems much closer to the psychological treatment (?) then to anything to do with Christianity.
Ursula, how long have you been saving up this joke??
I dunno, man. Little wiggly worms coming out and then crawling into a pouch is pretty weird too!
ROFLMAO!!! Lady, you are the best…teheeheeheeheehee!!!!
(It just makes it funnier that I’ve studied some of those early religions that did similar things!!!)
Dude, KNO3’s comment made me spew my root beer all over my laptop!
You should learn (as we all must, eventually) to avoid eating or drinking while reading Digger. And NEVER eat or drink while reading the comments!
😉
Well replayed, because as we all know, infants in the womb drink mead.
I’ll try that, TekServer. I guess I’m gonna miss my special secret recipe omlettes while reading Digger, though. Oh well, I guess it’s better than having to clean my moniter all the time. I haven’t laughed since the ending of chapter 10, so I forgot.
There is a tunnel in Japan, I think in Kyoto at Kiyomizudera, where you follow a rope down a set of stairs, around a few corners, and gaze upon a rock (I think with a little Buddha on it? Can’t remember), and then follow the rope up another set of stairs in order to be “reborn”.
@Kayru Yeah you know to get that surreal anti-awareness feeling when you emerge ;P
Truly is a fabulous comic, I read 22 web comics and digger is easily my favourite.
This one just cracked me up. I had forgotten that wombats are marsupials and thus have pouches…
So now i wonder what kind of religion marsupials would come up with.
It probably involves mead too.
Zamael: actually yes, there are some ceremonies like that in some religions
If my knowledge from early British adventurers in the east is accurate, never a safe assumption given their chronic lying, i recall one story of a now defunct south-east Asian nation, one of the component parts of “indo-china” as recorded by the British East India company in about 1815, which believed that any member of the kings court that left the nation would be corrupted by foreigners and so before an ambassador or emissary to a foreign power such as the British or the Dutch could return to the kings presence he had to be ritually reborn. To that end the poor soul who was conducting negotiations between the East India companies of the two powers on behalf of his king had to spend the night naked in a barrel of fat and water and then at dawn crawl out and though a giant gold-foil coated wooden vagina before he was allowed back in the kings presence to report what the British or Dutch East India company had said. After each and every round of negotiations. I cant recall exactly what the British chronicler said happened next or i would be able to remember the name of the country in question, but i think the British East India Company got board of the slow negotiations, discovered the dutch east India company was having much better luck with this particular nation’s southern neighbors and so sent Sepoys to invade the neighboring nations before the dutch could “cheat” the British out of all the good trade agreements in the region. There is probably a moral in there somewhere on the lines of “if you force your own negotiators to do something quite squicky involving a fake barrel-womb and giant golden genitalia maybe the imperialists will get board and invade your neighbors because they think its easier than waiting on you to sign a trade agreement, but don’t count on it to work twice because they’ll carve up the entire region between then eventually, those untrustworthy Europeans. ” On the other hand that’s possibly the worst moral of any story ever, although to be fair i can’t shake the feeling i saw it once before on the Animaniacs Warner-brothers (and the Warner sister Dot’s) “wheel of morals”.
I also not with considerable disappointment no-one has yet noted what the temple tunnel would be like if it was built by The People. i.e, the hyenas. More or less the same, but with a lot longer and a lot NARROWER final segment…. and if you are the first person though you are breathing though a tube far, far shorter than the length of passageway in question, making your chances of getting out unharmed quite slim.
Well come on, how could you not see this coming after all the jabs about marsupials being gross in the comments on previous strips? 😛
Aww… Don’t we get a wombat version of “preaching to the choir?” No? Oh well. 😀
Awesome comic, as always.
Chalk up another tea-snort-back-up-thru-the-nose for me on KNO3’s comment, too. I thought I was pretty hardened, but demonstrably not.
An unrelated question, but do we take it that you’re a Salt Peter, KNO3?
@hailfire: You’d get eaten by a grue.