To us, FPJ was a mythical figure, a divine savior; he’s the hero who comes and provides salvation to a community at the brink of despair – because they believed in him. FPJ was like a cool Catholic Jesus.
The familiarity of the Jesus story has anesthetized us from what is at the heart of the ritual. Millions of men, women, and children are moving around a wooden statue of a bloodied victim of torture, capital punishment, and God-sanctioned human sacrifice. The Black Nazarene is an ironic pornographic celebration of violence—the overt violence of the past and the more subtle violence of the present.
In Andrew Lloyd Webber's rock opera Jesus Christ Superstar, Judas sings Heaven On Their Minds, expressing his concern about how Jesus' influence was getting dangerously out of hand. With a hindsight of 2000 years, let us look at how Judas' forewarning fared over the centuries.
Most, if not all, of the earliest Christians in ancient Rome were branded atheists because they frowned on the emperor cult and refused to recognize the Emperor as god, even as many of them were arrested, tortured and killed -- so explained the documentary "Rivals of Jesus" shown in The National Geographic Channel. Indeed, these early Christians were atheists with respect to the Roman emperor/god. They were, shall we say, atheists for Jesus.
I'm not talking about a soulman who think he's Jesus...nope...I'm talking about a certain image of Jesus hailed as a celebrity in a district in downtown Manila.