Floundering with Faith Fish

 Margot, Gonzales, entertainment editor

Contrary to what you may think, I think the plastic fish on your car is ridiculous. 

Granted I adore someone who has a fish.  It isn’t the fish that you may think of. 

Oblivious to the cars beside me most of the time, I have no strength to ignore that fish everyone has.  Whether it’s the plain fish, the faith fish, the Jesus fish, or the Darwin fish, I can’t ignore it.  A constant war at the birth of the millennium, I am finding it hard to believe it is anywhere near over.

Since the beginning of March, I’ve counted how many fish I saw on the back of cars in Lubbock.  Not shocked, the first day I saw eight. For a person looking at cars at random, I saw far too many fish in one day.  Sure, I considered that I live in the rusty dirt buckle of the Bible belt.  But is that fish really that popular?  I’m aware that around these parts, people tend to be pretty close to their faith, but is there a difference between close and arrogant?

Not too long ago, I was driving along in a family member’s car, one of a few with the Darwin fish.  I find Darwin fish far more interesting and amusing that I do the plain fish.  It wasn’t until I ran into the grocery store that I had someone confront me about it.

Unable to control my laughter, I realized that maybe the thought of evolution still has Lubbockites shaking in their boots.  After much deliberation, the person who confronted me realized that not everyone thinks alike.  It was much harder to accept than he and I thought.

Driving along I wondered what it was about the fish that mattered so much.  I didn’t really think it was necessary to share my beliefs with the world until I noticed that I may be drowning in a sea of one belief.  So just recently purchased my own fish, and until you see me driving around, you won’t know which one it is.   There are far more than just Jesus fish, Darwin fish, and Faith fish.  There is also Jewish fish, Scientology fish, and even fish-n-chips.