I caught this on the Seatown PI (not to be confused with Magnum). Our regional airline based in the Emerald City that claims the name of the Great Land is ditching prayer cards that are found in the meals. Aside from my 180 Tebow stance I was always kinda freaked out when Psalms 9:11 or something popped out between my sandwich and the napkin. Is the food so bad it comes with some help from Brother J? Or is this geared towards the maintenance department and is supposed to put the odds in your favor making it in one piece to SEATAC or wherever the hell you are flying.
Instead of prayer cards they need to give out free drinks. All cultures and creeds value a stiff double gin and tonic. Even my Judeo-Christian bros would probably opt for the Jack Daniels over the words of John or Daniel when after some rodeo quality turbulence. Or pass out some wine to everyone, call it Happy Hour Communion, and call it good.
And have the flight attendants make out for entertainment. And spank each other. And.....sorry.
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