So, that special day of the week is coming around again, Friday the 13th. Are you feeling lucky? Sure, it’s probably just mere superstition, however, paraskevidekatriaphobia, or fear of Friday the 13th, affects people the world over, leading to responses ranging from mild dread to full blown panic attack whenever the two dates shall clash.
Should you be afraid? Just because the 13th guest at the Last Supper was Judas, the disciple who betrayed Jesus, and the Code of Hammurabi omits the 13th law for fear of it’s being evil, hey, who’s to say that’s bad?
Most hotels and many high rise buildings around the world have opted to skip the 13th floor. Traditionally, doomed prisoners climbed 13 steps to the gallows. And an old superstition says that those with 13 letters in their name are doomed to a life of misery. Think Charles Manson, Jack the Ripper, Jeffrey Dahmer, Theodore Bundy and Albert De Salvo. Apollo 13 was the only moon mission which failed, with near disastrous consequences. Still feeling lucky?
On Friday, Aug. 13, 2010, a 13-year-old boy was struck by lightning at 1:13 p.m. — that’s 13:13 hundred hours, in Suffolk, England. According to Rex Clarke, a St. John Ambulance team leader, “Suddenly there was this huge crack of lightening really close to the seafront and really loud thunder. Seconds later we got a call someone had been hit. The boy was breathing and was conscious.” The boy had only a minor burn. Clarke said, “It’s all a bit strange that he was 13, and it happened at 13:13 on Friday 13.”
History is filled with tales of horrific happenings that have occurred on Friday the 13th, such as the date of two fatal plane crashes, Friday October 13, 1972. Not only did the infamous Swiss rugby team end up battling for survival in the Andes (think “Alive”), but a much larger flight crashed that same day near Moscow’s Sheremetyevo Airport, killing all 174 passengers and crew.
While you may be tempted to stay home and curl up in bed in order to avoid the ravages of this unlucky day, history has proven that there is no safe place when Friday the 13th rolls around. Witness an unfortunate gentleman by the name of Daz Baxter, who attempted to bury his head beneath the blankets of his bed on Friday, August 13th, 1976 to avoid any possible peril. He was killed that day when the floor of his apartment building collapsed.
So what is there to do? Why not venture out, seize the bull by the horns, look fate in the eye and laugh like a maniac! Come on down to Cutting Edge Haunted House in Fort Worth and show the world you’re not afraid of any silly old superstitions! Laugh in the face of peril! Embrace the dark side! Open this Friday the 13th. We’ll keep the lights out for you…