And, frankly, I think very few people, if in the situation you describe above, would worship the shit and the things to eat. They would just be very grateful they got lucky.
Right. 2,000 years before Christ, on the alluvial plains of
Ur Abraham would have undoubtedly witnessed the Easter (Astarte) cellebrations where the fertility goddess, whose symbols were the colored egg, cross, and rabbit, dress a select few of their children in their finest new clothes and sacrifice them with fire, place their bones and ashes in an urn decorated with Astarte's symbols, bake bread in the shape of a cross and have an orgy.
Today we send young men to defend bullshit ideas like "freedom" and "democracy" and wish them luck. Tomato, tomato. That never works in the written word. Same difference.