First, for those after news about the small plane crash (as in ’small plane’, not ’small crash’) involving Ed Robertson from the Barenaked Ladies, pick your news outlet of choice:
The Star
CANOE.ca – CNews
The Globe and Mail
and a fairly in-depth one from the Belleville Intelligencer.
I’m sure more news will trickle in as Canada heads towards daylight, so do a Google search if you need more updated info, ’cos I’ll probably be asleep here in Oz
In a nutshell, all reports say Ed and the three other people on the plane are just fine, which is great, great news.
Now, to why I’m blogging this: Ed Robertson is one of those precious rational, science-loving folks in a position of immense influence. I don’t know if his views on gods and science are precisely what Barenaked Ladies fans get from his music and his persona, but he has those views out there, he’s a self-professed ’science geek’, and that is always something to be appreciated.
I guess I’m an agnostic. I suppose it’s possible there’s a God, but I can’t imagine he’s paying any attention to us anymore. Anyone that powerful would have moved on to other things a long time ago. I think we’re on our own, so we need to take care of each other.
Now if only someone could convince him to pose for the Skepdude calendar (c’mon, I’m only human).
There is a second reason I’m blogging this: a weird coincidence nearly made my head explode when I saw the news story about the plane crash.
I’ve been on a bit of a Barenaked Ladies kick recently, since I’ve been listening to (and loving) their new kids’ album Snacktime. I downloaded some of the old Barenaked Ladies podcasts (Live from the studio! Freakin’ out! for those in the know), and today I was listening to them while doing some monotonous tasks at work. I wouldn’t be able to tell you which particular episode I was listening to, but there was Ed Robertson’s voice, telling of how he has never had any major incidents in his airplane flying career (yep, he’s a pilot). Just as I was listening to this, a Google Alert appeared in my inbox: Barenaked Ladies’ Ed Robertson survives plane crash. It was simultaneous. And y’know, I never, EVER, exaggerate.
I had to stop for a moment and wonder if I had inadvertently played a trick on myself, without my self catching on.
Because I’m a skeptical shrew, I’ve concluded, reasonably I think, that all this is a coincidence. But I’m sure that lady I heard mouthing off on the bus this morning about how psychics are not charlatans would tell me I’m preventing myself from achieving true knowledge by denying my spiritual side, and that I actually knew Ed in a previous life – maybe when I was a Viking chief, as I was once told by a ‘past life reader’ (but that’s another story for another day), or perhaps I was the tree that was cut down to make one of his guitars or something.
Or maybe I actually knew the plane in a previous life.
Anyway, just wanted to marvel at the coincidence for a moment, and to reiterate that I hope everyone on that plane, and indeed everyone in blogland, is doing well.