12-12-12 is a holy day—
I’ll only be getting just one.
I think I shall mark it my own, special way…
By carving it into my son.
A pentagram, carved in my 6-year old’s back
Is a symbol he’ll carry for life!
And no, it’s not really some deadly attack
Like you’ll hear from my son, or my wife.
It’s a beautiful emblem—the history’s clear
For anyone willing to delve
Now my son will forever remember this year
And the holy day, 12-12-12!
Wait… what? According to Reuters…
A Texas man told authorities he carved a pentagram into the back of his 6-year-old son “because it is a holy day” in reference to the numerical date of 12-12-12, police said.
It’s a short story–go read the whole thing (same link as above). I’ll wait.
Yeah, I didn’t make it up.
Y’know, 12-12 is a special day for me. Not because of any numerology, but because it’s Cuttleson’s birthday. He’s nearly half my age, and catching up fast!
But y’know… I have never had the urge to mark this special day–or any special day–by carving a design on his back with a box-cutter.
I am torn between setting several search tools to keep me up to date on this story, and never wanting to read another word about it ever again.