For as long as man has worshipped a god, there have been forgers, crafty hucksters who seize on a believer's desire to possess material proof of the divine. In Jerusalem, it is a bountiful trade. The old adage is that if all the splinters of the True Cross were gathered from across Christendom, it would yield a wooden crucifix the size of a Manhattan skyscraper. Even back in the Middle Ages, pilgrims visiting Jerusalem told of hawkers who sold counterfeit bones and relics of saints.
http://news.yahoo.com/s/time/2008101...bLzzxY3rus0NUE
This may have to be moved to debate.
It has no sentimental meaning to me one way or another. I just thought it was interesting. Sad someone would use people's faith to make a lot of money passing off a fraud as real. I don't buy the whole "my mother scrubbed it" routine. Who lets their mother scrub a priceless relic? Who keeps a priceless relic in the living room for their mother to scrub?
I love archealogy articles and programs. I just wouldn't want to be one. Too boring. Too much time digging in the dirt getting excited about ancient tiolets and pottery shards for me.
http://news.yahoo.com/s/time/2008101...bLzzxY3rus0NUE
This may have to be moved to debate.
It has no sentimental meaning to me one way or another. I just thought it was interesting. Sad someone would use people's faith to make a lot of money passing off a fraud as real. I don't buy the whole "my mother scrubbed it" routine. Who lets their mother scrub a priceless relic? Who keeps a priceless relic in the living room for their mother to scrub?I love archealogy articles and programs. I just wouldn't want to be one. Too boring. Too much time digging in the dirt getting excited about ancient tiolets and pottery shards for me.
