There is nothing so distressing
As an “inadvertent blessing”
Which can leave an artist messing
With the sacramental wine
But Sebastian Errazuriz
Made a Christcicle, which sure is
Bound to piss off any purist
Who considers Christ “divine”
Is it art, or bad behavior,
Making light of our dear Savior
Though his crucifixion gave your
Life its meaning, don’t you know?—
Jesus loves you—this he shows in
How his sacrifice was chosen,
Now a popsicle, that’s frozen,
As a treat, at ten below.
(CNN)–Sebastian Errazuriz has used art to take on an array of issues: New York’s death rate, the Occupy movement, military suicide, children with disabilities, the brutal reign of Chilean dictator Augusto Pinochet. Now, the Brooklyn-based artist is taking aim at what he sees as religious extremism.
At a party this weekend celebrating New York Design Week, which begins today, the Chilean-born artist plans to hand out 100 “Christian Popsicles” made of “frozen holy wine transformed into the blood of Christ” and featuring a crucifix instead the tongue depressor that typically hosts the frozen treats, he said.
Ok, this is actually a pretty cool story. The wine itself was blessed inadvertently… which means that the pretend magic words were uttered in a different context than they were supposed to be. But the pretend magic words were, apparently, uttered. So these are some kick-ass popsicles, made with the literal blood of Christ. Well, literal if you believe… never mind.
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Trebuchet
May 18, 2012 at 10:54 pm (UTC -4) Link to this comment
You want crackers with that?
crowepps
May 18, 2012 at 11:15 pm (UTC -4) Link to this comment
Oh, wow — so in addition to suspicious fanatics running to the priest to tattle on neighbors they claim received crackers and haven’t been seen to swallow obviously enough, now they will be watching arrivals, trying to check out bags and purses for wine? This approaches farce.
Samantha Vimes
May 19, 2012 at 12:30 am (UTC -4) Link to this comment
This is far from the most obviously blasphemous thing I’ve seen. In fact, I can imagine people wanting these as something sacred but fun.
Noadi
May 19, 2012 at 12:55 am (UTC -4) Link to this comment
And the added benefit of being alcoholic popsicles which should add to the fun. I wonder how it got them to freeze properly? I’ve had trouble trying to freeze leftover wine in icecube trays to keep it fresh for cooking with later.
thebookofdave
May 19, 2012 at 4:01 pm (UTC -4) Link to this comment
Christsicles are a terrific idea! Next stop: Islam, featuring Sunday brunch with Muhammed (peace-be-upon-him-although-a-tomb-is-pretty-peaceful-to-begin-with) shaped pork breakfast patties.
Fred
May 20, 2012 at 11:28 am (UTC -4) Link to this comment
THERE IS ONLY ONE LIFE-SAVER:
http://www.foodiggity.com/behold-the-hoffsicle-the-david-hasselhoff-popsicle/
Rebecca Rose
May 20, 2012 at 11:53 am (UTC -4) Link to this comment
Love the family values, too. “Here, little Timmy, have a popsicle…. of frozen wine.” (!!!) Maybe good Christians will market nice little juice-boxes of wine for their kids to take to school… Might help tone down those loud and unruly classrooms! Teachers will love it… Cheaper than Ritalin??
rikitiki
May 20, 2012 at 4:19 pm (UTC -4) Link to this comment
great verse…not to nitpick, but you’ve a typo:
“Bound to piss of any purist” — should, I think, be “off” .vs “of”
Cuttlefish
May 20, 2012 at 4:29 pm (UTC -4) Link to this comment
Ack! Quite so rikitiki! Fixed, and thanks!
Die Anyway
May 21, 2012 at 11:39 pm (UTC -4) Link to this comment
Noadi said: “…leftover wine …”
Two words that I have never had the opportunity to say.
I’m thinking that Jesus-cicles would be a great summer camp craft project.
articulett
May 22, 2012 at 12:36 am (UTC -4) Link to this comment
I tasted Jesus as a Catholic girl and was unimpressed–
Pierce R. Butler
May 22, 2012 at 8:27 pm (UTC -4) Link to this comment
Noadi @ # 4: I wonder how it got them to freeze properly?
The last line of our esteemed host’s verse gives precise specifications (give or take Fahrenheit or Celsius).
You may not want to cram one of those Jesus Pops, fresh from the cooler, between your lips and across your tongue…