Two things

First - Nostradamus?! Are you kidding? Read his stuff; it is incomprehensible. Look, I am Nostradamus. In the darkness of the deep lough the terrible chicken rises with a mighty roar and smites the field mouse with a patina covered urn.

Second - Any churchies out there? I posed this question to one today and got a less than satisfactory answer. Why should we pray for the injured and dead? Will they not get into heaven if no one prays? Will they get a nicer harp and halo and the best cloud in heaven if we do?

Gotta go. The lightening bolt is going to strike me dead soon for being a blasphemor.