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Thursday, January 12th, 2006Paraskevidekatriaphobia. This seemingly German word is, in fact, English defined as the fear of Friday the 13th. This seemingly irrational superstition is, in fact, very entrenched in our culture. Its basis, nonscientific. Its origin, obscure at best. Yet undeniable proof of the strength of this superstition appears clandestinely in our lives.
I recently read a fascinating article by David Emery on this topic. Here, I will give you a synopsis of his findings. The superstition can be broken down by its parts: (1) Fear of Friday and (2) Fear of 13.
(1) Fear of Friday
Some say that the fear of Friday goes back to the beginning of biblical times. It was on a Friday, supposedly, that Eve tempted Adam with the forbidden fruit. Adam bit, and they were both ejected from Paradise. Tradition also holds that the Great Flood began on a Friday; God tongue-tied the builders of the Tower of Babel on a Friday; the Temple of Solomon was destroyed on a Friday; and, of course, Friday was the day of the week on which Christ was crucified.
In pagan Rome, Friday was execution day. Later in Britain, Friday was hangman’s day. In some pre-Christian cultures, Friday was a day of worship, so those involved with secular activities on that day could not be blessed by the gods. This explains the taboo on embarking on journeys or starting important projects on Fridays.
Here’s a good story: One hundred years ago, the British government sought to quell the widespread superstition among seamen that setting sail on Fridays was unlucky. A special ship was commissioned, named "H.M.S. Friday". They laid her keel on a Friday, launched her on a Friday, selected her crew on a Friday and hired a man named Jim Friday to be her captain. To top it off, H.M.S. Friday embarked on her maiden voyage on a Friday, and was never seen or heard from again. Ooops.
(2) Fear of 13
Thirteen is sometimes called the Devil’s Dozen. The nexus between the number 13 and misfortune originates from legends and myths of antiquity.
Twelve gods were invited to a banquet in Valhalla. Loki, the god of mischief, had been left off the guest list but crashed the party, bringing the total number of attendees to 13. Loki raised hell by inciting Hod, the blind god of winter, to attack Balder the Good, who was a favorite of the gods. Hod took a spear of mistletoe offered by Loki and obediently hurled it at Balder, killing him instantly. All Valhalla grieved. And although one might take the moral of the story to be "Beware of uninvited guests bearing mistletoe", the Norse apparently concluded that 13 people at a dinner party is just plain bad luck. As if to prove the point, there were exactly 13 present at the Last Supper. One of the dinner guests betrayed Jesus, setting the stage for the Crucifixion, on a Friday.
Many cities do not have a 13th Street or a 13th Avenue. Many buildings don’t have a 13th floor. If 13 people sit down to dinner together, all would die within a year. If you have 13 letters in your name, you will have the devil’s luck. Jack the Ripper, Charles Manson, Jeffrey Dahmer, and Theodore Bundy all have 13 letters in their names.
Ultimately, there are powerful forces in this world we have yet to comprehend. These forces of nature move about us. We cannot see it. We cannot hear it or smell it. Yet we sense it. Call it destiny, karma or feng shui, deep within our hearts this underlying energy in our lives is undeniable. Whether or not you believe in superstitions, on this Friday the 13th, take a minute to send a quiet and personal non-denominal wish of safety for your friends and family. And in case your sixth sense cautions you with bad luck, better stay home, lock the doors, close the blinds, wear garlic, throw salt over your shoulders and keep your fingers crossed.