Old Oligarch's Painted Stoa

2005-10-05T01:07:00.000-04:00

De profundis clamavi ad te Domine. Domine exaudi vocem meam fiant aures tuae intendentes ad vocem deprecationis meae.

Depression, fatigue, reasons of physical health, and my vocational responsibilities all require that I take a brief hiatus from this forum. Pray for me that I can finish my degree and get a job.

Postings have been a bit grim here at the Stoa. Despite my oft-used tone, it was not part of my original intent to be so thoroughly negative. Until I can post something better than what I've been posting of late, it's better not to post anything at all. My leisure time has been nil for the past nine months since the little one came along, and it takes time to present something worthwhile In the mean time, enjoy the archives. Maybe I'll be busy for a week; maybe, for a month. It's hard to say.

2005-09-29T00:12:00.000-04:00

Hack those $20 CVS "red" disposable digital cameras into your own, reusable 1.1Mpixel camera that can upload pics directly to your computer. Plans are underway to hack the newly-announced disposable digital camera too.

This and tons of cool hacks and works of pure ingenuity at makezine.com

2005-09-26T22:55:00.000-04:00

Judgment Day for Private England
Now, personally, I think she should be flogged. But I guess they don't do that anymore. She is a double disgrace to our military: once by nature, twice by behavior.

Just file this one away the next time some ardent pro-Amazon tells you that women in the military don't change troop dynamics. These are the words of England's defense attorney. I kid you not:

"[Defense attorney Capt. Jonathan] Crisp countered that England was only trying to please her soldier boyfriend, then-Cpl. Charles Graner Jr., labeled the abuse ringleader by prosecutors. 'She was a follower, she was an individual who was smitten with Graner,' Crisp said. 'She just did whatever he wanted her to do.'"

Either he's trying to punish her on his own by such a lame defense, or else he thinks that excuse actually has some purchase on members of the jury. And if it does, we should think about letting the French command us.

2005-09-26T22:49:00.000-04:00

You are a
Social Conservative
(16% permissive)

and an...
Economic Conservative
(80% permissive)

You are best described as a:

Strong Republican

You exhibit a very well-developed sense of Right and Wrong and believe in economic fairness. loc: (-125, 112)
modscore: (48, 10)
raw: (4613)

Link: The Politics Test on OkCupid Free Online Dating

2005-09-18T01:53:00.000-04:00

"O'zapft is!"

Oktoberfest is underway!

The inside of the Hacker-Pschorr tent. Check out the sky painting.

Deutsche Frauen, deutsche Treue,
~~Deutscher Wein~~ bayerisches Bier und deutscher Sang...
Uns zu edler Tat begeistern
Unser ganzes Leben lang!

Now if I can only get Zorak to wear a dirndl around the house....

Why not crack open a bottle of Munich's finest and enjoy some authentic Oktoberfest music while you do it, courtesy of the Oligarch.

Can't understand the Bavarian? Check out Oktoberfest.de's Bavarian dictionary. They have a German version so you can muse on the relationship between Bavarian and German. It also shows just one more way Bavaria is the coolest part of Germany: resistence to formalization of language. Quoth the dictionary's intro page: "Since no official written form of Bavarian exists, the words are written in a phonetic form based on German pronunciation."

2005-09-16T23:45:00.000-04:00

One devoted reader sends me news of this Intelligent Design Flash Media game wherein you blow up pandas spouting anti-ID slogans.

Devoted to fusing fine Irish alcohol and ice cream once again, Double Shot Thoughts offer this new recipe.

And an article from Cnytr which could be titled: "Whoops, I killed a third of America by not following NIOSH guidelines":

Officials discovered two weeks ago a failure to account for three of 24 mice that had been injected with a bacterium that causes various forms of the plague, including bubonic plague, inside the high-security facility located in the middle of the city of Newark.

I note the sentence is just vague enough to suggest, but not actually commit to stating, that it was the bubonic plague itself that the mice have.

2005-09-13T00:17:00.000-04:00

Sparse blog. Ueber-busy. Prepare for two very depressing but necessary posts:

Pray for the souls who died.

When Bush tells you Islam is a religion of peace, remember it's bullshit.

But he's not lying; he really believes it, because the West has been bending revealed religion to the dictates of politically-expeditious rationalism for centuries now. And if there's any religion I'd like to see broken on the wrack of John Locke's philosophy, it's Islam. But let's break it the right way. It deserves no less.

Convert them to Christianity peacefully whenever possible,
but kill them when they militate against us.

Deus lo vult.

Susan Torres' baby dies suddenly.

Move over, Job. Jason Torres just earned the right to your spot. I personally don't think I could bear what he's going through. He surely needs a lot of prayers.

God desired that the entire struggle to save Baby Torres become an absolute statement in favor of the value of human life, and so He removed any possibility of conflating the value of the struggle with the goodness of the consequences everyone envisioned from the birth of the apparently healthy baby girl. Her loss is enormously sad. But we did not save her for baby smiles, tricycle rides, long nights in Daddy's loving arms, or her eventual emergence into adulthood. We helped save her because she was a human being and deserved to live. Baby Torres' death does not alter the force of that motivation; rather, it underlines the intrinsic worth of that motivation in a grave, irrevocable way.

Since, if I remember correctly, she was baptized in extremis following birth, we know something else too, as sad as it is to think about. Despite her early death, her ultimate fate is as good as it gets. And that will last a lot longer than Dad's sorrow. Let's pray for him that he may enjoy heaven with his wife and daughter and not be driven to anguish and despair.

2005-09-02T03:54:00.000-04:00

Ten year old arrested for attempting to give water to Schiavo "apologizes."

Most ten-year-old boys possess the ability to give a non-apology when forced to apologize. This one used it for something good.

2005-09-02T01:53:00.000-04:00

New Orleans descends into armed gangs, rape, anarchy.

Meanwhile Liberals feel the best response is to blame Bush. I mean, the bullshit is whirling like a maelstrom from those people. They even blame the Republican governor of Mississippi for not endorsing the Kyoto protocol as a cause of the problem!! Or they claim the evacuation efforts are failing because the people are black and Bush doesn't care if they die. I mean, it's just absurd. What's next? Planned Parenthood blaming pro-life Republicans because if they only permitted more abortions, fewer people would have been in New Orleans? Oh wait, Planned Parenthood has its own schtick in place already. It's days like this when I get depressed about living in a country chock full of people who can only scream for some bankrupting federal program and blame Republicans for natural disasters. These pantywaisted, assinine thumbsuckers can't think beyond demanding that some massive government agency, somewhere, create a "system" to handle the problem. It's simultaneously maximally shackling (via taxation) and maximally avoidant.

Bush, meanwhile, finds the whole sheebang an opportunity to spend an unprecedented amount of cash on a reconstruction effort, vowing to build the city again.

[O.O. smacks his head against the wall again and again...]

WTH? Let me set a few things straight:

The U.S. has already spent billions and billions of dollars -- Federal money more than local money -- on something that should have never been done in the first place, beginning with FDR: Turning a flood plain into a densely-populated urban zone. THAT is one cause of the problem. And now, for the first time in history since the Louisiana Purchase, we can get the hell out of there once and for all. Thankfully at least one commentator got on a news network long enough to blame FEMA and the Feds for creating the illusion the city is safe, and taking all fiscal responsibility for the risks of living in an unstable environment from New Orleans and distributing it on the backs of the American people, thereby removing all disincentive to live there.

I generally know squat about regional US history. Moreover, I don't have a mind for historical facts. But I've known since elementary geography that New Orleans is below sea level, and usually in the same breath something like this follows: "Only by good fortune and massive engineering projects is the city not completely under water." I've been hearing that, in Connecticut, since I was like 8. I find it hard to believe that people in Louisiana didn't know that too. Years ago, they had a whole History Channel special on the massive levee systems and periodic decades of confidence between disasters which always led to the same end: nature does what nature does, and each time, more and more people and buildings are underwater.

If you want to build your house on the San Andreas fault, sleep on dynamite -- however carefully it might be stored -- or live in what, should nature gain ever the upper hand, is guaranteed to be the next Atlantis, that's your own choice and until this country gets that point through its head, the blame-game won't find the proper place to start.

If we reconstruct New Orleans, we are signing a promissory note for unlimited absurdity. Evacuate the people, sure. But don't remove all financial liability from living there. Risk should be costly -- that's a deterrent. We have an historical opportunity here: the city is nearly empty, and soon it will be entirely empty except for rapists and looters. Which means: the typical liberal argument (sc.: "the poor people can't afford to move out") is not just bad (as always) but now it's moot: they will be out now. Don't feed the cycle by saying: There, there, the Federal Gov't will pay for your lost house, and build you a new one, and fix all the civil engineering, just so you can go on pretending you don't live in what should be part of the Gulf of Mexico."

Other mindnumbing B.S. includes:

- Looters shooting at FEMA or National Guard helicopters, which then turn away from their objectives. I can't find out whether it was FEMA or the Guard for certain, but if it is the Guard, I can only say: it's just pitiful if our own army gets scared off by a bunch of hoodlums with small arms. Shoot back, and be done with it. People are dying by the minute and we are going to pussyfoot around with some punk with a rifle? Declare martial law and stop playing pattycake with anarchists.

- Comparisons between Katrina and the Tsunami. As callous as this may sound: please, get perspective. The death toll of the tsunami (nearly 200,000 people) is probably about two orders of magnitude greater than Katrina. Yes, we should care about our own coutrymen more, and its hideous down there, but making direct comparisons (which almost always turn immediately to some idea of comparable fiscal entitlement) just falls flat.

2005-09-02T01:45:00.000-04:00

Abortion is Funny! Just Ask Larry King! from Macho Nachos, who has other gems, such as this one on Iraq, which begins with a dead-on observation:

"What often disappoints me about my generation is the shocking lack of willingness that we have to defend ourselves and our culture from threats - and the weak-kneed lack of resolve to see even the most banal conflict through to its conclusion."

And proceeds to the application:

"Our generation, on the other hand, in becoming weary of a war not yet three years old, fought by an army composed entirely of volunteers, in which we are suffering an average of two deaths per day, has demonstrated itself to be the most spineless and weak-kneed generation in recent American history."

Please sign my name to the declaration that says our casuality level barely registers on the scale of "warfare." We took over two whole countries! What will liberals do next, "blame Bush" for cuts and bruises? Really, we are a nation of wimps. You don't need a neon sign to tell you that -- we have women in our army, for goodness' sake. When we lose our liberty we will have no one to blame but ourselves.

2005-08-31T04:39:00.000-04:00

Pray for New Orleans
NoLa.com has breaking news stories.

Two levee failures have really hurt the city. And the fact that they're living in a flood plain below sea level.

For more:
Katrina 05 blog
Arresting photographs of the devastation by WWLTV
Flickr feed

The thing I can't stand is the looting. For every cop that has to police a looted area, someone goes without emergency aid. And some of the cops seem pretty strung out and unable to cope with the challenges of de facto martial law. I saw a local TV a news clip of some totally ineffectual, fat, female police officer giving a young black man what amounted to a few cuffs on the face and arms and nearly pulling his shirt off in a slight tussle while he was trying to steal a TV from a Walmart -- all while the kid was smiling and laughing at her, then he gleefully ran away. Surely to another store. She didn't hit him with a baton, pepper spray, or, dare I suggest?, shoot him in the knee. She just played footsie with him and moved on. Absolutely stupid. They should issue a "looters shot on sight" announcement the day before any cat 5 hurricane breaks ground. And if the son-of-a-bitch bleeds out for lack of medical care, then it's his fault for being a parasite while people are starving and drowning.

On the other hand, there have been local reports about men who realize that, at the end of the day, it comes down to you and your shotgun, as it did during the LA riots. Hell, I'll copy them for you:

In Uptown, one the few areas that remained dry, a bearded man patrolled Oak Street near the boarded-up Maple Leaf Bar, a sawed-off shotgun slung over his shoulder. The owners of a hardware store sat in folding chairs, pistols at the ready.

Uptown resident Keith Williams started his own security patrol, driving around in his Ford pickup with his newly purchased handgun. Earlier in the day, Williams said he had seen the body of a gunshot victim near the corner of Leonidas and Hickory streets.

"What I want to know is why we don’t have paratroopers with machine guns on every street," Williams said.

[Because it's the local population's constitutionally-designated duty to arm itself and form militias during times of crisis. -- O.O.]

Like-minded Art Depodesta sat on the edge of a picnic table outside Cooter Brown’s Bar, a chrome shotgun at his side loaded with red shells.

"They broke into the Shell station across the street," he said. "I walked over with my 12-gauge and shot a couple into the air."

The looters scattered, but soon after, another man appeared outside the bar in a pickup truck armed with a pistol and threatened Depodesta.

"I told him, ‘Listen, I was in the Army and I will blow your ass off,’" Depodesta said. "We’ve got enough trouble with the flood."

The man sped away.

"You know what sucks," Depodesta said. "The whole U.S. is looking at this city right now, and this is what they see."

In the Bywater, a supply store sported spray-painted signs reading "You Loot, I Shoot" and "You Bein Watched." A man seated nearby with a rifle in his lap suggested it was no idle threat. At the Bywater studio of Dr. Bob, the artist known for handpainted "Be Nice or Leave" signs, a less fanciful sentiment was painted on the wall: "Looters Will Be Shot. Dr. Bob."

Oh, yeah, and almost as bad as the looters are enviro-lefty political opportunists spouting sensationalist, pseudo-scientific bullshit about the hurricane.

2005-08-27T10:58:00.000-04:00

There are many ways in which Orthodox Judaism and Catholicism share an approach to the practical conduct of the spiritual life: the emphasis on tradition as the way to approach the written law, high value on properly conducted liturgy, a belief that religious authority can provide answers even to relatively small questions of proper conduct, and so forth. For today's example, replace "rabbi" with "confessor" and mutatis mutandis, this commentary on Pirke Avot 1:6 reads like a Catholic catechism.

2005-08-26T02:02:00.000-04:00

In articulo mortis

A reader from the Life Is Worth Living Institute writes a letter about brain death and the sacraments. Excerpts from the letter are in italics; my replies below.

My heart goes out to the Torres family. I am in no way criticizing the decision they made to remove Susan from life support, a decision that is compatible with Catholic moral teaching regarding the withdrawal of "heroic" or "extraordinary" medical treatment. I simply have a problem with the diagnosis of "brain death," as reported in previous articles about this case...

If she died three months ago, what good would the last sacraments have done her last Wednesday? Was Susan still present, body and soul, in spite of the the "brain dead" diagnosis?

Although I am a theologian (in training, at least), I have to plead ignorance on the medical front regarding a precise diagnosis of brain death. Solid Catholic moral theology on these matters requires a familiarity with the science, which, in this case, I lack.

But I can tell you a few things from sacramental theology. It has long been Catholic practice to administer viaticum* to the dying even if it is unclear to the priest whether the recipient is conscious, or indeed still alive. One thing that isn't new with 20th-century medicine is our human inability to tell if someome is really dead or unconscious yet. In earlier times, comatose patients were usually the textbook cases; nowadays, the brain dead are more commonly sited, or the nearly-dead (i.e., someone in the process of dying. Suppose the priest arrives 20 seconds after the heart stopped beating for what later was known with certainty as the last time.) In ALL such cases, the pastoral recommendation of the Church is to give the patient the benefit of the doubt and to administer the sacraments because this is their last chance before the judgment of their soul to receive forgiveness for their sins and the strengthening of spirit that comes from the Eucharist and the anointing of the sick.

This benefit of the doubt is construed VERY broadly in the case of the dying, again, just to be on the safe side. It would be horrible to deny a dying person his last chance for the sacraments if indeed he was capable of receiving them. So in any case where you have a warm body, priests usually err on the safe side and administer the sacraments. This goes for many other cases than that of Susan Torres. For example, when they pull an extremely badly burned body from a fire, a priest standing by will administer anointing if possible in the hopes the person is still alive. If they are dead, of course, the sacrament is invalid. But that analysis can be made later. The only case in which it is forbidden to administer the sacraments is when the person is indubitably dead -- i.e., a cold body for a few hours, or someone blown to bits by a bomb, etc.

I mention all this to say that, with respect to your concerns, the mere fact that a priest adminsitered viaticum doesn't add up to any kind of useful statement about whether Torres was conscious or what "brain death" means, since the whole practice is designed for situations where the conscious state of the person is unclear.

*(Viaticum is just a name for the series of sacraments administered in anticipation of forthcoming death: confession if possible, anointing of the sick, and the Eucharist. The trio is so named because it "goes with" the Viator, or "pilgrim" on his journey from this world to the next.)

In the case of organ harvesting, is "brain death" merely a legal fiction that allows the removal of organs from someone before he/she is certainly and finally dead?

You don't have to sell me on this point. That's why I'm not an organ donor, and I insist on the same for my wife, who thinks I'm a bit paranoid about medics who would rather take your organs to help an easier patient than to work on you when critically injured. But with the utilitarian stripe in medicine these days, I'd rather be on the safe side.

2005-08-25T21:16:00.000-04:00

73% Barth? I hate Barth, or at least the early Barth. And how is predestination important for me? Quiz via Evil Traditionalist at Steubie.

You scored as Augustine. You have a big view of God and also take human sin and depravity very seriously. Predestination is important for you.

Augustine

80%

Anselm

73%

Karl Barth

73%

Friedrich Schleiermacher

67%

John Calvin

47%

Charles Finney

47%

Jonathan Edwards

40%

Jürgen Moltmann

33%

Martin Luther

33%

Paul Tillich

20%

Which theologian are you?
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"And now for something completely different..." Yet accurate.

You scored as Metallica. You are one cool, oldschool dude! You love the raw beauty of greats whether it be an appreciation for a fine wine, or a fine lady. You have the rhythm.

Metallica

69%

Static-X

69%

Mudvayne

50%

System of a Down

50%

KoRn

44%

Rammstein

44%

Slipknot

31%

Marilyn Manson

13%

What Heavy Metal Band Are You!?
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2005-08-22T17:20:00.000-04:00

Two friends need your prayers.
In the past two days, I've learned that two people I know both have wives in this unhappy situation: After a miscarriage, they're having a difficult pregnancy again.

Having just had our own precious little girl, I now know how helpless you can feel during those critical months. Please pray for these two families and their little ones, that God may bring them to full health and a safe delivery.

St. Gerard, pray for us!

2005-08-18T15:55:00.000-04:00

Ruth is not scarlet
Comments on this post about Ruth at Jimmy Akin's website have been referring people to my much earlier remarks about the sexual interpretation of the Ruth and Boaz story in Ruth 3.

I believe that the sexual interpretation is wrong-headed, and I'd like to provide a few notes on reading the passage. With all due respect to Jimmy Akin -- who does good work on his website, and acts from good will, and who proposed this reading only as an hypothesis -- I think the interpretation he proposes overlooks some key facts and is deleterious to the moral sense of this book of Scripture. Moreover, it seems to be based on the use of contemporary resources whose philology might be keen, but whose sensus fidei is blurry. The prominence of the sexual interpretation in modern commentaries makes a good object lesson on sound exegetical method, something we need more of in all corners of the Catholic world. This is not a critique of Jimmy Akin. It's a critique of whatever commentary he used that contained this reading.

Yes, both "hand" and "foot" can sometimes be circumlocutions for male genitalia. We use "third leg" in the same way today. Certain Qumran scrolls containing the disciplinary rules of the community have recently confirmed these circumlocutions persisting until the time of Christ -- they punished any many who "stuck his hand out of his garment" at another man, which certainly didn't mean showing your actual hand!

Yet, much more than the mere possibility of juicy innuendo is required before we impute impious motives to Ruth and Boaz. (And in our sexualized modern age, we sometimes see juicy innuendo in more places than it actually exists.) The problem here is a problem of bad exegetical method in assessing motive.

We live in the shadows of bad mid-century exegesis, which was divorced from both traditional commentaries on Scripture and the rule of faith, but well-versed in the past two centuries' philological advances and the findings of comparative near Eastern studies. A typical feature of modernist exegesis is premature imputation of sinful motivations when they are not there. This tendency is the pendulum swinging the other way in reaction to the opposite tendency in 18th & 19th century traditional exegesis: namely, the tendency to gloss over the sinfulness of the holier figures in Scripture, and to stretch these pietistic interpretations beyond textual warrant. As I said earlier, Scripture is no respecter of persons.

But we readers should be respectful -- at least in giving figures like Ruth and Boaz the exegetical benefit of the doubt. We must find the mean between the modernist tendency to impute sinfulness presumptuously and the pietistic opposite extreme. Two rules of thumb can guide us.

First, Scripture often makes explicit mention of a sinful behavior, e.g., Judah and Tamar, if the behavior figures prominently in the moral of the story. David & Bathsheba is another great example. Second, when Scripture wants to take a more delicate approach to critiquing the behavior of a patriarchal figure, the negative consequences of the action serve as a critique of bad behavior. For example, Abraham's sin with Hagar is punished by the imposition of the penitential sign of circumcision. (There are other reasons for the sign of circumcision as well, but I'm not going to write about that here.) Abraham lacked faith in the admittedly puzzling situation of God's repeated promise of offspring despite the apparent infertility of Sarah. So Abraham fell short, and followed the logic of the flesh in trying to raise up offspring according to the promise of the covenant with Hagar. The Scriptural narrative does not castigate him outright in strong terms like David is castigated by Nathan, because Abraham's sin was not a sin of passion (like Judah's) or outright violation of a known law (like David's).

Neither of these ways of indicating impious behavior are present in the story of Ruth and Boaz. Therefore, I side with the more common (at least, more common pre-20th century) interpretation that Ruth approaches Boaz in great humility, and lays at his feet as a gesture of submission. Boaz's spreading of his cloak is a symbol of his protection in return, specifically in this context, a pledge of betrothal.

Remember that Ruth is already a destitute foreigner. As such, there seems to be some tension when she mingles with Boaz's own field workers, as indicated by the passage in Ruth 2 where Boaz issues orders that Ruth is not to be mistreated and instructs his workers to leave some gleanings for her.

If that's how Ruth's social situation stands, how do you think she will dare to approach Boaz himself? Walk right up to him in the middle of the festival when he is reclining in his finest robes, officiating over the feast, and probably surrounded by his closest friends and senior members of his household? Maybe Scarlet O'Hara can wrap a drapery around herself and look grand in the midst of her destitution, but Ruth isn't Scarlet. Ruth can't "compete" nor does she want to "make a scene." She approaches Boaz after the festival perhaps because he is likely to be well-disposed to her after feasting and celebrating all day, but she approaches him at the end, when he is alone, because of her humility and poverty.

Why does Boaz instruct Ruth to scurry away before dawn in Ruth 3:14? The interpretation Akin proposes insinuates that this scene is equivalent to the early-morning "walk of shame" on college campuses, when the woman goes back to her own domicile after cohabitation. Scripture itself tells us differently. Ruth 3:13 is completely overlooked in the aforementioned interpretation.

Boaz lets Ruth stay the night (Ruth 3:13a). We are not told why, but I think it is likely because of concern for her comfort and safety. He's not going to send a lone foreign woman to walk home to Naomi in the middle of the night on a few hours' sleep. Nobody would do this today if a woman happened to fall asleep at your place.

But what explains Boaz's clear concern to avoid some kind of scandal? Ruth 3:13b tells us: While Ruth believed that Boaz was her next-of-kin*, he was not. A prior man had claim to Ruth. Therefore, Boaz wanted to avoid the appearance of an impropriety: using his prominence to displace the legal rights of a poorer, less-powerful man. Boaz settles with the true next-of-kin first, in a public forum, and only then does he publicly announce his desire to wed Ruth. That's why he sends her away: to do things in right order, decorously.

(*Side note on "Next of kin." The phrase is technically, go'el, or "redeemer." According to the law of Moses, a kinsman of Ruth's late Jewish husband Elimelech had to marry Ruth to "redeem" Elimelech's land and inheritance, lest Ruth marry a Moabite and part of the land of Israel pass over into Moabite possession.)

As for other OT texts which discuss the nature of Boaz's symbolic action of spreading the cloak, compare Ezek 16:8, where Israel is depicted as an absolutely destitute maiden (like Ruth) and Yahweh spreads His cloak over Israel as a pledge of betrothal. Although Akin maintains that "snuggling up to the feet" has no analogue elsewhere in Scripture, Boaz's response certainly does. And if one looks just a little more broadly in Scripture, one finds that putting oneself at the feet of another is a widely-encountered gesture of submission. Jewish military leaders forcibly subjugate their enemies (literally, they put the enemy's neck beneath their feet) to humiliate them. The famous Psalm 110 shows the Messiah with all His enemies under His feet, serving as His "footstool." Jesus, in a gesture of complete self-abasement, washes the disciples' feet to show them how they must submit themselves to one another. Ruth is picking up on this same imagery by laying at Boaz's feet, rather than walking up to him directly, or waking him from his sleep, or snuggling up beside to him, presumptuously assuming the posture of a wife.

For all these reasons, I suggest the text is not "weird" and that the proposed interpretation be rejected. Moreover, the moral sense offered by Akin's proposed interpretation is weird, to say the least, when compared to its alternative. One could attempt to stitch together some lesson about the virtue of "determination" out of the proposed interpretation, but whatever virtue might be there, is tainted with a kind of sinful sexual pragmatism. Indeed, in the proposed interpretation, everybody's motives are tainted (Boaz, Ruth, and Naomi) and there is no one really to emulate wholeheartedly, despite the fact that the Book of Ruth has been received for centuries as containing a story whose protagonists are morally laudable.

I also note, to pre-empt a possible objection, that the Book of Ruth is generally believed to take place during the time of the judges, and as such, comes after the giving of the Mosaic law. This puts our assessment of their actions in a different light compared to stories in Genesis where the patriarchs or other people sometimes do things which would later be censured as immoral after the law is given. We have higher expectations of Ruth and Boaz going into the story, and in this case, I think both Ruth and Boaz live up to them.

Perhaps the topic is close to my heart because the more I study the history of the interpretation of Scripture, the more I see how many rich and upbuilding interpretations have been replaced by those which are morally empty or questionable. It's part of the reason why U.S. Catholic preaching is so terrible sometimes. It's part of the reason why reading the New Jerome Bible Commentary can be as factually enlightening as it is dogmatically sterile.

When faced with two possible interpretations of a text, we shouldn't jump to one over the other just because we can extract a better moral. Other interpretative considerations must be satisfied first. But it is depressing when, so often, a morally superior reading is neglected because it is often more difficult or slightly more obscure, and the hearty bread of the Word of God is watered down into porridge.

I note in conclusion: This post isn't about Jimmy Akin or his work. The interpretation he stumbled across is a common one. I blogged about it two years ago for that reason. I just think Ruth 3 brings to light a problem which is rampant in even Catholic exegesis, and needs to be fixed.

2005-08-17T13:41:00.000-04:00

Kidsbeer: a non-alcoholic, guarana-based beer-like brew aimed at children in Japan. Why such a product? Because, as the manufacturer tells us, "Even kids cannot stand life unless they have a drink." (Thanks to Eve.)

On a related theme, single gentlemen of the blogosphere, nota bene:
Conservative, Catholic, computer programmer, and she can make ice cream out of Guiness stout.

Alternate writing assignments for philosophy professors: interview the lead singer of a popular band. (HT)

Also welcome to the MSN searchers coming here looking for Alien vs. Predator 2 CD key. The key is here, the hermeneutical key to the whole movie, that is. Or at least how the movie should have evolved if it dared to dream, and to dared to push the recent marriage initiatves a little further.

2005-08-15T13:07:00.000-04:00

More Domestic Quotes:

O.O.: My stomach feels terrible.

Zorak: What did you have to eat today?

O.O.: Cognac, pop tarts and some caffeine pills. Do you think that's the problem?

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Teething Mini-Mantis, at the table: "Skkrreeeeeeeee!"

Zorak: "Now Mini-Mantis, that tone is not appropriate for...."

Baby: "SkrreeeeEEEEEEEeeee!"

Zorak (trying not to smile): "...social situations."

Baby obligingly switches tone: "Ba-waa. Ah-na. Ga."

Zorak: "That's right, Ba-ba-ba, like bottle, and bird."

Baby: "SkrreeeeEEEEEEEeeee!"

Zorak tries hard not to express laughing vexation.

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Zorak arrives in medias res and finds Old Oligarch sitting in a circle with the baby and three stuffed animals, playing puppet with the cow.

O.O. (in strange voice): As a cow, I take up a lot of prime matter, so that idea is very important to me. For your excellent presentation, Mr. Rabbit, you get this silver rattle. (In another voice, taking the rabbit.) Thank you.

Zorak, curious: Are you having a tea party with Mini-Mantis?

O.O.: No, we are playing "colloquium."

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Zorak: "Did you just call me a skank!?"

OO: "No, I said, 'Hey, you skink!' "

Zorak: "Oh." (pauses) "That's not much better."

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The Christa Seminar

During a morning of particular snarkiness:

Zorak says something about "Christa" -- i.e., the notion, cherished by certain feminists, that either the Logos or the Holy Spirit will become incarnate in some future time as a woman, to "balance out" the evils caused by the fact Christ was a man.

O.O.: Conservatives should form the equivalent of the Jesus Seminar and call it the "Christa seminar."

Zorak: But what would it "research" since there was no "Christa"?

O.O.: It wouldn't have to. The Jesus Seminar doesn't have a method rooted in any concept of historical authenticity, so the Christa Seminar wouldn't have to either.

Zorak: What would it do?

O.O.: Write all sorts of narratives about "what the true Christa" would do, as if it was a fait accompli. How would Christa vote? How did Christa die? Just flood the market with so many fantastic counter-narratives that people don't give a crap about the original Christa any more.

Zorak looks incredulous, but plays along. Suggests that the death scene could be modelled on the death of Socrates, but this time, Christa is surrounded by her coven of wise elderly women, and sends the men to go home and take care of the children. Then amends that Christa probably would have aborted her children.

O.O.: Or we could claim to have discovered a "lost Gospel of Christa," and have her do all sorts of embarassing things...

Zorak blinks.

O.O. files the idea under "Things to do once I've lost my mind."

2005-08-15T02:59:00.000-04:00

Happy Feast of the Assumption!

Here's some photos of the pope settling into being photogenic:

Pope Benedict told pilgrims that vacation has become a necessity to escape the frenetic pace of day-to-day life, especially for city dwellers.

2005-08-15T02:21:00.000-04:00

St. Peter Damian: The Doctor of the Church We'd Rather Not Talk About
(Or, the Eleventh Century's Teachings for Today)

Nowadays, I'd be surprised if a Ph.D. student in Catholic theology was required to read any Doctor of the Church other than St. Thomas. Moreover, I don't think a majority could say they've spent any amount of time on the other Doctors outside of the big three: Augustine, Thomas, Bonaventure. They're too busy reading Rahner, Küng, and the latest ephemera in journals. Yet the Church confers these titles for a reason, and if I was running a graduate program, I'd want basic familiarity with the writings of the Doctors to be part of the comps program, at least for dogmatic and historical theologians.

I've known about St. Peter Damian for a while, but only just recently discovered that he was given the title Doctor of the Church. He's probably the last Doctor your DRE will tell you about, since he's remembered most for four things:

1) Writing the lengthiest analysis and condemnation of homosexuality in the Middle Ages, the "Liber Gomorrhianus" which can be found in the Patrologia Latina, 145.

2) Promoting the practice of self-flagellation in monastic life, and leading by example

3) Stern condemnations of simony, yet avoiding donatism, which often put him in the cross-fire of rival ecclesial factions in the decadent late 11th century

4) Working to reconcile schism and antipopes

New Advent has The Life of Peter Damian.

I blog all this because I happened to come across a nice little catena of church teachings about homosexuality from Patristic and Medieval times. Since the book turns out to be written by someone with schismatic tendencies, I won't link to it. (Too bad the author couldn't be bothered to include simple citations to the original works of the Fathers.) Since this is a personal blog and not an academic enterprise, I'll just pilfer the knowledge and move on. In the words of Jack Black, "that's how I roll." If the original author didn't cast aspersions on God's chosen Pontiffs, I would magnify him. But since he withholds the honor due Peter, I will not honor him, but despoil him like an Egyptian.

The quotation in extensis is below:

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The first statement of a Church council on homosexual practices was issued by the Council of Elvira (305-306). The decree excludes from communion, even in articulo mortis (at the moment of death), the stupratores puerorum (corrupters of boys). The decree of the Council of Ancyra, held in Asia Minor in 314, strongly influenced the Church of the West, and it was often cited as authoritative in later enactments against homosexual practices. Canon 17 speaks about those “who . . . commit [acts of] defilement with animals or males.” The Council of Ancyra established for these crimes a series of punishments according to the age and state of life the infractor:

“Those who have committed such crimes before age twenty, after fifteen years of penance, will be readmitted to the communion of prayer. Then, after remaining five years in that communion, let them receive the sacraments of oblation. However, let their lives be analyzed to establish how long a period of penance they should sustain in order to obtain mercy. For if they unrestrainedly gave themselves over to these crimes, let them devote more time to doing penance. However, those aged twenty and over and married who fall into these crimes, let them do penance for twenty-five years and [then] be received in the communion of prayer; and, remaining in it for five years, let them finally receive the sacraments of oblation. Moreover, if those who are married and over fifty years of age commit these crimes, let them obtain the grace of communion only at the end of their lives.”

Pope Saint Siricius (384-399) issued norms for admission into the priestly state. They apply indirectly to homosexuality: “We deem it advisable to establish that, just as not everyone should be allowed to do a penance reserved for clerics, so also a layman should never be allowed to ascend to clerical honor after penance and reconciliation. Because although they have been purified of the contagion of all sins, those who formerly indulged in a multitude of vices should not receive the instruments to administer the Sacraments.”

In the opening speech of the XVI Council of Toledo in 693, Egica, the Gothic King of Spain, exhorts the clergy to fight against homosexual practices: “See that you determine to extirpate that obscene crime committed by those who lie with males, whose fearful conduct defiles the charm of honest living and provokes from heaven the wrath of the Supreme Judge.”

The most complete set of norms against homosexual practices in the medieval era is contained in the canons approved at the Council of Naplouse, assembled on January 23, 1120 under the direction of Garmund, Patriarch of Jerusalem, and Baldwin, King of the same city. On that occasion, a sermon was preached about the evils that had befallen the Kingdom of Jerusalem. Earthquakes, plagues, and attacks by the Saracens were judged as a punishment from Heaven for the sins of the people. As a consequence, the Council issued twenty-five canons against the sins of the flesh, four of which related to homosexual practices. Death at the stake was decreed for those convicted of those specific crimes.

The Third Lateran Council (1179) establishes: “Anyone caught in the practice of the sin against nature, on account of which the wrath of God was unleashed upon the children of disobedience (Eph. 5:6), if he is a cleric, let him be demoted from his state and kept in reclusion in a monastery to do penance; if he is a layman, let him be excommunicated and kept rigorously distant from the communion of the faithful.”

Such was the horror that surrounded the sin against nature that, by the late twelfth century, sodomy was a reserved sin for which absolution was reserved to the Pope and, in some cases, to the Bishop.

Nevertheless, with the Renaissance this vice surfaced again. Homosexuality was a matter of grave concern to Saint Pius V. As well-known historian von Pastor narrates, “In the first year of his pontificate, the Pope had two preponderant concerns: zeal for the Inquisition and the struggle against ‘this horrendous sin whereby the justice of God caused the cities contaminated by it to be consumed in flames.’ On April 1, 1566, he ordered that sodomites be turned over to the secular arm. . . . The various imprisonments of sodomites . . . impressed Rome and frightened especially well-established people, for it was known that the Pope wanted his laws enforced even against the powerful. Indeed, to punish for vices against nature, the torment of the stake was applied throughout the pontificate of Saint Pius V. . . . An earlier papal Brief mandated that clerics who were guilty of that crime be stripped of all their posts, dignities, and income, and, after degradation, be handed over to the secular arm.” The Holy Inquisitor promulgated two Constitutions in which he castigates and punishes the sin against nature.

In the Constitution Cum Primum of April 1, 1566, Saint Pius V solemnly established: “Having set our minds to remove everything that may in some way offend the Divine Majesty, We resolve to punish, above all and without indulgence, those things which, by the authority of the Sacred Scriptures or by most grievous examples, are most repugnant to God and elicit His wrath; that is, negligence in divine worship, ruinous simony, the crime of blasphemy, and the execrable libidinous vice against nature. For which faults peoples and nations are scourged by God, according to His just condemnation, with catastrophes, wars, famine and plagues. . . . Let the judges know that, if even after this, Our Constitution, they are negligent in punishing these crimes, they will be guilty of them at Divine Judgment and will also incur Our indignation. . . . If someone commits that nefarious crime against nature that caused divine wrath to be unleashed against the children of iniquity, he will be given over to the secular arm for punishment; and if he is a cleric, he will be subject to analogous punishment after having been stripped of all his degrees [of ecclesiastical dignity].”

Saint Pius V is no less rigorous in the Constitution Horrendum Illud Scelus of August 30, 1568. He teaches: “That horrible crime, on account of which corrupt and obscene cities were burned by virtue of divine condemnation, causes Us most bitter sorrow and shocks Our mind, impelling it to repress such a crime with the highest possible zeal.

Quite opportunely the Fifth Lateran Council [1512-1517] decrees: Let any member of the clergy caught in that vice against nature . . . be removed from the clerical order or forced to do penance in a monastery (chap. 4, X, V, 31). “So that the contagion of such a grave offense may not advance with greater audacity, taking advantage of impunity, which is the greatest incitement to sin, and so as to more severely punish the clerics who are guilty of this nefarious crime and who are not frightened by the death of their souls, We determine that they should be handed over to the secular authority, which enforces civil law. Therefore, wishing to pursue with the greatest rigor that which We have decreed since the beginning of Our Pontificate, We establish that any priest or member of the clergy, either secular or regular, who commits such an execrable crime, by force of the present law be deprived of every clerical privilege, of every post, dignity and ecclesiastical benefit, and having been degraded by an ecclesiastical judge, be immediately delivered to the secular authority to be executed as mandated by law, according to the appropriate punishment for laymen plunged in this abyss.”

The Code of Canon Law undertaken at the initiative and encouragement of Saint Pius X, and published in 1917 by his successor Pope Benedict XV, says this: “So far as laymen are concerned, the sin of sodomy is punished ipso facto with the pain of infamy and other sanctions to be applied according to the prudent judgment of the Bishop depending on the gravity of each case (Can. 2357). As for ecclesiastics and religious, if they are clerici minoris [that is, of a degree lower than deacon], let them be punished with various measures, proportional to the gravity of the fault, that can even include dismissal from the clerical state (Can. 2358); if they are clerici maiores [that is, deacons, priests or bishops], let them ‘be declared infamous and suspended from every post, benefit, dignity, deprived of their eventual stipend and, in the gravest cases, let them be deposed’ (Can. 2359, par. 2).”

Tertullian, the great apologist of the Church in the second century, writes: “All other frenzies of lusts which exceed the laws of nature and are impious toward both bodies and the sexes we banish . . . from all shelter of the Church, for they are not sins so much as monstrosities.”

Saint Basil of Caesarea, the fourth century Church Father who wrote the principal rule of the monks of the East, establishes this: “The cleric or monk who molests youths or boys or is caught kissing or committing some turpitude, let him be whipped in public, deprived of his crown [tonsure] and, after having his head shaved, let his face be covered with spittle; and [let him be] bound in iron chains, condemned to six months in prison, reduced to eating rye bread once a day in the evening three times per week. After these six months living in a separate cell under the custody of a wise elder with great spiritual experience, let him be subjected to prayers, vigils and manual work, always under the guard of two spiritual brothers, without being allowed to have any relationship . . . with young people.”

Saint Augustine is categorical in the combat against sodomy and similar vices. The great Bishop of Hippo writes: “Sins against nature, therefore, like the sin of Sodom, are abominable and deserve punishment whenever and wherever they are committed. If all nations committed them, all alike would be held guilty of the same charge in God’s law, for our Maker did not prescribe that we should use each other in this way. In fact, the relationship that we ought to have with God is itself violated when our nature, of which He is Author, is desecrated by perverted lust.”

Further on he reiterates: “Your punishments are for the sins which men commit against themselves, because, although they sin against You, they do wrong in their own souls and their malice is selfbetrayed. They corrupt and pervert their own nature, which You made and for which You shaped the rules, either by making wrong use of the things which You allow, or by becoming inflamed with passion ‘to make unnatural use of things which You do not allow’ (Rom. 1:26).”

Saint John Chrysostom denounces homosexual acts as being contrary to nature. Commenting on the Epistle to the Romans (1:26-27), he says that the pleasures of sodomy are an unpardonable offense to nature and are doubly destructive, since they threaten the species by deviating the sexual organs away from their primary procreative end and they sow disharmony between men and women, who no longer are inclined by physical desire to live together in peace.

The brilliant Patriarch of Constantinople employs most severe words for the vice we are analyzing. Saint John Chrysostom makes this strong argument: “All passions are dishonorable, for the soul is even more prejudiced and degraded by sin than is the body by disease; but the worst of all passions is lust between men. . . . The sins against nature are more difficult and less rewarding, so much so that one cannot even say that they procure pleasure, since true pleasure is only the one according to nature. But when God abandons a man, everything is turned upside down! Therefore, not only are their passions [of the homosexuals] satanic, but their lives are diabolic. . . . So I say to you that these are even worse than murderers, and that it would be better to die than to live in such dishonor. A murderer only separates the soul from the body, whereas these destroy the soul inside the body. . . . There is nothing, absolutely nothing more mad or damaging than this perversity.”

Saint Gregory the Great delves deeper into the symbolism of the fire and brimstone that God used to punish the sodomites: “Brimstone calls to mind the foul odors of the flesh, as Sacred Scripture itself confirms when it speaks of the rain of fire and brimstone poured by the Lord upon Sodom. He had decided to punish in it the crimes of the flesh, and the very type of punishment emphasized the shame of that crime, since brimstone exhales stench and fire burns. It was, therefore, just that the sodomites, burning with perverse desires that originated from the foul odor of flesh, should perish at the same time by fire and brimstone so that through this just chastisement they might realize the evil perpetrated under the impulse of a perverse desire.”

Saint Peter Damian’s Liber Gomorrhianus [Book of Gomorrha], addressed to Pope Leo IX in the year 1051, is considered the principal work against homosexuality. It reads: “Just as Saint Basil establishes that those who incur sins [against nature] . . . should be subjected not only to a hard penance but a public one, and Pope Siricius prohibits penitents from entering clerical orders, one can clearly deduce that he who corrupts himself with a man through the ignominious squalor of a filthy union does not deserve to exercise ecclesiastical functions, since those who were formerly given to vices . . . become unfit to administer the Sacraments.”

Saint Albert the Great gives four reasons why he considers homosexual acts as the most detestable ones: They are born from an ardent frenzy; they are disgustingly foul; those who become addicted to them are seldom freed from that vice; they are as contagious as disease, passing quickly from one person to another.

Saint Thomas Aquinas, writing about sins against nature, explains: “However, they are called passions of ignominy because they are not worthy of being named, according to that passage in Ephesians (5:12): ‘For the things that are done by them in secret, it is a shame even to speak of.’ For if the sins of the flesh are commonly censurable because they lead man to that which is bestial in him, much more so is the sin against nature, by which man debases himself lower than even his animal nature.”

2005-08-13T21:42:00.000-04:00

Führer nurture

Hitler's sister's journal discovered in Germany, revealing never-known before facts about Hitler's early life. Routinely beaten by his father; not a starving artist. Hypotheses a'flying. Apparently his relatives are agreeing to be interviewed before they die, as well.

2005-08-13T21:37:00.000-04:00

I've become a clearing-house for anti-panda propaganda. Today one pandascenti brings you this footage of a panda mauling an innocent bystander. Click the image to launch the movie.

2005-08-13T19:44:00.000-04:00

A Spate o' Links

Tell her you love her with a wedding ring grown from your own bones.

Daily Lush brings you the worst alcoholic beverages known to man.

Carry a briefcase? Also carry a gun? Don't like a holster? Check out the Executive Defense briefcase:

Since the website is scarce on details, I've e-mailed them.

For Zorak, who loves to break off social interaction abruptly: Sorry, Gotta Go, which generates noises that get you off the phone.

Lastly: Bluetooth helps Saudis flirt across Wahabist barriers. What will Wi-Fi LANS do?

2005-08-12T16:10:00.000-04:00

An interesting article on a common theme from the Rat: women living in radical denial of the facts of advancing age.

But Ratty's got the root cause of the denial wrong: it's not fear of death that leads some generic "us" to "punish women." It's the fact that feminism has held out to women the devil's bargain of being like men in every respect: having careers that blossom in one's 30s, being sexually liberated, etc. But fertility declines with age, and most intense career paths are somewhat, if not majorly, opposed to marrying and having children at this time. Yet to marry and have children is a powerful desire in the female heart, so women try to do both and get burned in the crossfire. Those who flee the responsibility of that choice have themselves to blame.

I believe that feminism would have scarcely gotten off the ground if it initially offered women the absolute dichotomy: sacrifice all prospect of traditional courtship and children in order to be "liberated" for working 50 hours in an office and eternal teenage promiscuity, or remain in your present social situation. So it told the great lie that you can be a mommy and a corporate Tsarina at the same time, with the result that two generations of women have found themselves miserable and overextended, with sub-optimal family life, or worse, in their 40s, nearly barren, and alone.

It's not fear of death that's driving that dynamic. It is the Enlightenment idea that all things Unchosen are evil, which includes the constraints of gender, and the concomitant promise that through political reform and science, we can liberate everyone from the limiting givenness that typifies the human condition. And it's not some vague "we" who are punishing women. The proximate blame falls precisely on feminism (indeed, mostly women), but the ultimate blame involves all those men and women who tinkered with the familial arrangement since WWI -- including the promiscuous behavior of post-WWI men, 20s sexual decadence on both sides, the two-income family, etc.

2005-08-11T16:55:00.000-04:00

According to most doctors, their decision-making authority about your child's care is greater than that of your religious doctrine and your parental directives.

According to this article:

"Many US doctors believe that the religious convictions of their patients should outweigh their own professional advice when it comes to making certain medical decisions. When the patient is a child, however, a large majority of doctors say that they, and not the child's guardian, should have the final say, regardless of the guardian's religious beliefs."

84% of them, in fact.

N.B., this fits squarely with the modern secular value system: You have complete autonomy over yourself, if an adult, and thus are free to engage in any fetish you might like, including faith-based refusal of certain treatments. (In our pornographic paradise of limitless sodomy and baby-murdering for sex, who's to deny the Jehovah's Witness his "kink" of avoiding blood transfusions? We all have our "thing," and some of us have it in churches or hospitals, says the modernist.)

But faith remains only that: a private sentiment to be indulged only when it affects "no one else" -- as is clearly shown by the hierarchy of authories when treating someone else, the child:

Doctors
Parents
Religious Doctrine

Why do I rank them in this order? Because parental desires are clearly a contender when matched against physician intent in most cases where there is room for debate (such as in prudential difference of opinion) but not when the parental desires are religiously motivated -- the finding of the survey. Then parental desire loses hands down. So religion makes parents lose authority in the eyes of doctors.

This finding is the direct consequence of the Enlightenment and its glorification of reason alone and personal autonomy over traditional authority, any involuntary freedom-limiting relationship (such as the parent-child one), and religion. The ultimate authority of parents over their own children is denied, and the doctor as Rational Agent is exalted over all.

I wonder if there are similar findings when discussing religion-based conflicts between doctor and incapacitated spouse? (Although one expects rationalists are less willing to intrude here because the spouse usually at some point makes a voluntary decision to trust the other with his care; whereas, for the child, you have the textbook case of choices made for someone else involuntarily.)

2005-08-11T08:23:00.000-04:00

Help eliminate the clap.

Karl at SCM has a discussion going about the pox on liturgy that is clapping.

In our church (St. Leo's, Fairfax), they have a clappy problem, especially at the 5pm Sunday "folk" Mass which features glory and praise music from the Steuby hymnal.

To me it breaks down like this:

(1) Some people clap because they haven't a clue what to do in church. These folks sit there like it's a movie theatre during the Mass (chewing gum, shuffling to the bathroom, try not to yap too much, hurry to muffle the rining cell phone) and when it's over there's people there in front of you as opposed to a blank movie screen, so they clap. At the end. Of. Every. Mass. (Zorak and I leave during the exit hymn to avoid this. Actually, we don't go to that Mass anymore because the combination of bad music, lack of parishioner discipline, and crowd make me almost lose it every Sunday.) Or they clap because other people are clapping, and the tyranny of let's-all-be-nice holds sway.

(2) Clapping for the band is mindblowingly missing the point. Yet I've found that in many parishes that have a band-like replacement for the choir (i.e. guitar and keyboard, or funked up keyboard music), people get the clapsies. It's hard to tell whether the chicken or the egg comes first here. (I.e. parishes inclined towards this format may have already lost some liturgical sensibility; or else this format tacitly changes people's liturgical presuppositions.)

The entire point of Sacred Music is to humbly lay our song, prayer and actions down in the worship of God, and to focus devotion on Him. Clapping for the band at the end of Mass therefore:

(a) Overlooks the more important performance of the priest, who never seems to receive any applause. This is either because people have some residual innate understanding that clapping for a sacred minister is inappropriate behavior (but they haven't thought out why), or else its an indication of the anticlericalism that often drives the movement to laicize the liturgy. We clap for the band because they haven't been recognized for so long, boo-hoo, while Father is "up there" every week.

(b) Really overlooks the most important performance of God. Karl's post is all about this, and he's right on.

(c) always takes the form of a gesture of community thanks, as if the music was for you. Tell me this attitude isn't ambient when the whole congregation claps: "Great show guys! See you next Sunday!" This is utter liturgical cluelessness, of course, and related to (b), above.

One day, when I lose it, I'm just going to blow an airhorn after the consecration and start clapping all by myself and doing my best Chris Farley imitatioon: "Whooo! Yeah, baby. TransubSTANTiated! That's AWESOME. D'ya see that? Thank you, Father! You be you. Awesome, man..."

(3) Clapping for sacramental achievments or public acts of faith (e.g., for baptisms in the context of Mass, reception of catechumens, public renewal of wedding vows) at least tries to put the focus back in the right place, but it remains plagued by the utter lack of precedent. It never seems to shake the feel that this a "new way" to "really express" something that couldn't be done in the silent awareness of community witness or by traditional prayer. As such, clapping can't avoid awkwardness.

To keep with the disease metaphor: the anthropocentric virus has been neutralized in these cases, but the pock mark of liturgical infection remains. The mark doesn't harm anyone, but you have to explain the abnormality to the uninfected who wonder where it came from.

2005-08-10T23:59:00.000-04:00

Pius Lads discuss Thomistic views of ensoulment and whether it is possible to believe that the rational soul is infused some time after the day of conception.

2005-08-10T20:03:00.000-04:00

I think Tom Monaghan should hire this Lego architect to design his new building if he wants an attractive fusion of stone and glass which blends Gothic with modern flare. Check out the other buildings. Hat tip: Holy Whapping.

2005-08-10T17:34:00.000-04:00

Panda Barrage!
(Thanks to Roy for bringing me all these stories)

Straight dope on the annual costs of keeping the pandas via The Washington Post.

John Tierney of the New York Times is the latest to join the anti-panda movement, favoring the glorification of the polar bear in his article The Good News Bears. I'll take that as an unexpected birthday present.

Lastly, Carol Muller of OpinionJournal (scroll down for article) has this irresistable quip:

"How things might have been different if Paul Tsongas had won the White House! The former Massachusetts senator, who died in 1997, ran for the Democratic presidential nomination in 1992 and was the only presidential candidate ever to run on an antipanda platform. (With his New England accent, it sounded like he was saying "pander bears.") Alas, Tsongas lost to Bill Clinton, who like the panda turned out to be a symbol of gluttony and nonprocreative sexual gratification."

I was going to compare the Panda to the typically obese, consumerist American couch potato, but hey, who am I to stand in the way of kicking Clinton?

So that the content stays around, I'll copy the NYT article in extensis. Since the author is a Kohen, perhaps her family can find some overlooked text in Leviticus concerning burnt panda sacrifices, "a most sweet savour unto the Lord," as Moses usually writes. Or, like her namesake, perhaps she can fetch a tent peg and rid our country of this drowsy foreign menace.

Zoos Find Pandas Don't Make the Cash to Cover Their Keep

By D'Vera Cohn
Washington Post Staff Writer
Sunday, August 7, 2005; Page C01

The giant panda is the rock star of the captive-animal world, the biggest draw there is, and only four U.S. zoos have them, including Washington's National Zoo. But officials at the animal parks say they spend millions of dollars more than they take in on the rare bear, whose appeal has not boosted visitor numbers and souvenir sales as much as hoped.

After the first rush and long lines to see newly arrived pandas, the zoos' experience is that attendance returns to normal. A cub, such as the one born at the National Zoo last month, will reignite the crowds, but only temporarily.

And the expense of keeping pandas is high: $1 million a year to China to borrow the animals, extensive outlays for research required by the federal import permit, construction expenses for lavish new exhibits and spending on basic care.

The four zoos, Washington, Atlanta, Memphis and San Diego, collectively spent $33 million more on pandas from 2000 to 2003 than they received in revenue from exhibiting them, according to figures compiled by Zoo Atlanta chief executive Dennis W. Kelly. Corporate and individual donations reduced the loss to $4 million, he said.

"I don't know of anybody who wants to pull out. We are all very happy to have pandas," said Donald Lindburg, chief of the panda conservation team at the San Diego Zoo, where a cub was born last week. But one reason zoos hope for births, he acknowledged, is monetary: "It also helps allay some of these costs."

The four zoos agreed to have Kelly assemble data so they can use them to lobby China to lower panda rental fees when they try to renew their leases. U.S. zoo officials were dismayed to read media reports that a zoo in Thailand pays $25,000 a year to borrow pandas from China.

The four zoos exhibit pandas with permits from the U.S. Fish and Wildlife Service, which requires that any revenue that exceeds expenses be plowed into programs to improve the endangered animal's status in China. The stipulation was a reaction to several quick, high-profit, rent-a-panda exhibits at U.S. zoos in the 1980s.

Kenneth B. Stansell, the agency's assistant director for international affairs, said the requirement demonstrates that it was never intended "that pandas be a moneymaking proposition, even a break-even proposition.

"The reality of this has begun to settle into some of the zoos." He said some zoos also are having a harder time raising corporate money than when they began fundraising for pandas during the hot economy of the late 1990s, he said.

The $1 million annual payment to China -- plus a one-time $600,000 payment for each cub born -- goes to conservation programs there. Stansell said zoos are free to negotiate lower payments, as long as they meet the federal requirement of enhancing the animal's status in the wild.

Karen Baragona, acting director of the species conservation program of the World Wildlife Fund, said she is not surprised by zoos' contention that they are losing money. But she said having pandas brings benefits: "What pandas do is burnish the image of a zoo. They confer huge prestige upon a zoo."

Said Kelly: "The short point is that nobody has ever made money on these critters after the first year. By the way, we never intended to, and it's against the law to make money.

"I don't think any of us realized how expensive it would be," he said.

Kelly derived his figures from annual reports that the zoos file with the Fish and Wildlife Service but said he "harmonized" the numbers because zoos use different accounting methods. He would not make the all the figures public because his report is not final -- he intends to add data from 1997 to 1999 and for 2004 -- but he said the four zoos are losing about the same amount.

Until recently, the only pandas in the United States long-term were at the National Zoo, which had a pair -- a gift from China -- on display from 1972 until they died in the 1990s. San Diego acquired a pair in 1996 under a 12-year agreement. The female has had three cubs, but only the first birth generated huge excitement. Lindburg said he noticed that he even received fewer letters from schoolchildren after the first cub.

The three other zoos have 10-year leases. The Atlanta Fulton County Zoo, which got pandas in 1999, made layoffs and raised ticket prices after attendance fell in 2001; attendance has since risen but is less than it was when the animals arrived. The Memphis Zoo got its pair of pandas two years ago. Its attendance is still high, but officials are hoping the opening of another exhibit next year will sustain the numbers.

The National Zoo's pandas, female Mei Xiang and male Tian Tian, went on display in January 2001. Before they arrived, National Zoo officials predicted that they would draw an additional 400,000 visitors a year to the free Smithsonian Institution park, and bring $1.2 million more in food, drink and souvenir sales.

In fact, the number of visitors swelled from 2 million in 2000 to 2.8 million in 2001. Last year, there were 1.8 million. Sales of food, drink and souvenirs nearly doubled -- from $5.5 million in 2000 to $10.3 million in 2001. Last year, sales were $6.3 million, according to Friends of the National Zoo, which raises funds for the zoo and runs the concessions.

FONZ officials blame the drop in part on the weakened economy after the Sept. 11, 2001, attacks and on school field trips canceled because of bad weather or terror alerts. And they caution that their visitor numbers are less reliable than those of zoos that charge admission. But overall, they say, the pandas drove up the number of visitors -- temporarily.

"Our experience when we first brought either set of pandas coming to the National Zoo was that visitation spiked, big-time," said James M. Schroeder, FONZ executive director. "The other zoos -- Memphis, Atlanta, San Diego -- experienced the same thing. What they then experienced, and we are experiencing, too, is that attendance dropped off to more normal levels."

The National Zoo also has found that among people who come to the zoo, fewer drop by the Panda House: 72 percent said they did this spring, compared with 92 percent in 2001, according to a zoo survey. The Panda House is closed until October so mother and cub can bond, but Tian Tian can be seen in the yard when the weather is not too hot.

Unlike other zoos, the National Zoo raised the money it needed -- $25 million for the Chinese loan fee, insurance, a research program and an education outreach effort for 10 years -- before the pandas arrived, according to Schroeder. The pandas' bamboo is donated, but the zoo's annual operating budget pays for other food, keeper salaries and other expenses associated with the pandas' care. Although Fujifilm is funding much of the construction of a panda habitat, some costs are being covered with federal funds.

Schroeder said FONZ is trying to raise $300,000 more this year to hire research assistants to help the zoo scientists expand studies here and in China.

Pandas "are the most charismatic animal there is," Schroeder said, echoing a message conveyed by officials at the other zoos. "Our goal is to get people to come to the zoo and see these animals and celebrate the animals so we can study them and protect them in the future."

2005-08-09T18:52:00.000-04:00

"The public will have come to see 9/11 but will be given a high-tech, multimedia tutorial about man's inhumanity to man, from Native American genocide to the lynchings and cross-burnings of the Jim Crow South, from the Third Reich's Final Solution to the Soviet gulags and beyond. This is a history all should know and learn, but dispensing it over the ashes of Ground Zero is like creating a Museum of Tolerance over the sunken graves of the USS Arizona."

(more from Debra Burlingame's Great Ground Zero Heist).

How about we build a Museum of Moorish Aggression on private property somewhere near the Pentagon as a response? We could lovingly detail the military insurgencies, cruel Sharia law, centuries of persecution of Christians, and the brutual treatment of women that typifies this monster that Bush et al. so desperately want to convince us is "a religion of peace" in its heart of hearts. (That's about as true as saying Buddhism's really a religion about Rock and Roll, if only it would get honest with itself and be enlightened by the modern Western democratic experience of Elvis.) We could have special rooms dedicated to all the nuns raped in the Sudan and Israeli children blown up on buses.

The USS Arizona analogy hits it right on the head.

2005-08-09T02:08:00.000-04:00

The Pius Lads tackle the question of language by means of an example from computer science which possesses the self-referential virtue of explaining how certain things make sense only to certain people by an example which only makes sense to former nerds such as myself. I think that leaves a handful of people in St. Blogs who can follow the analogy fruitfully.

Regarding cshunk's comment:

"And note this part of the analogy: passing by referrence only works because there is a shared scope between the two processes in a computer: both processes have access to the same memory. In a like way, human communication only works because we all have access to the same reality. This strikes me as a rather important fact. Don has emphasized the "ebb and flow of contextual understanding" as being important. Granted this is the case for understanding world events, to me it still seems secondary, as to understand this ebb and flow you still need to understand a bunch of texts."

Since I'm reading a lot of Gadamer, I'll chime in the Gadamerian response, targeted at the last sentence, which tries to escape the argument of the previous. The ebb and flow of contextual understanding is relevant to every area of discourse. The evoluton of physics theories, trends in the interpretation of Homer, sorting out witness testimony at an accident scene, all require that one recognize the limited perspective each interlocutor has on the subject at hand. Insisting on the importance of making self-conscious one's own limited perspective on the matter, as well as that of one's interlocutor, doesn't reduce discourse to relativism and pure intersubjectivity. Rather, it's the prelude to robust objectivity. Error happens most often because of premature conclusions about the scope of one's statement or failure to verify it has satisfied the conditions of inquiry. There is no fact that isn't mediated through interpretation. There is no (human) interpretation conducted from an omniscient third-person perspective. All questioners have histories and cast their own delimited ray of light over the vast field of possible knowledge. So when two intelligent agents talk, figuring out the degree to which their conceptual spotlights overlap is vital.

It seems the debators could be assisted by the distinction between knowledge and comprehension. In Thomistic terms, You can say that each interlocutor has a partial (and completely true) knowledge of the matter, but neither has comprehension (=exhaustive knowledge) and so the two partial perspectives have to be mediated. But since facts about a complicated reality aren't like so many marbles in a bag, mediating two partial perspectives requires a fairly complicated process one writer on that blog called Socratic historical dialectic. The admixture of error requires even more dialectic.

Or to keep with the computer analogy, in a properly-written C++ computer program, if Sorgwort = &Wert, then *Sorgwort always returns Wert But in conversation, it seems people misunderstand each other (a little or a lot), precisely because the pointer and dereference operations aren't always inverses of each other.

CSHUNK defines Word1 = &Concept. Says to LARRY: "Word1"

LARRY receives the pointer Word1. Decodes it like so: LsConcept = *Word1. Larry then calls the function: LsSyns[] = ListSynonyms(LsConcept), and returns the string array LsSyns[] back to CSHUNK.

CSHUNK becomes concerned that LARRY misunderstands him because when he evaluates ListSynonyms(Concept) it doesn't equal LsSyns. Either CSHUNK's ListSynonyms function is different than LARRY's or else the indirection / dereference failed. Whether that's due to a problem in establishing the reference or because of different memory spaces depends on the situation.

The constant possibility of such failures to communicate is an essential feature of human discourse. The error-prone nature of communication reveals its structure just as much as the errorless moments do. Despite the omnipresent possibility of error, the fact we don't founder in permanent incoherence is due to an underlying trans-semantic reality, IMHO. Demonstrating the latter claim is where the debate's at.

A last extension of the pointer analogy might redeem its usefulness, because I often get the feeling that someone else's concept of Word1 is only slightly different than mine. But at other times -- like when talking to a Marxist about "liberty" I get the feeling the word refers to two completely different fields. In days of yore, I would compare the word-concept relation to a vector's relation to its eigenbases, but the C++ pointer is a better analogy structurally.

Sometimes the misunderstanding is slight. To keep with the original example, maybe you have a slight pointer overrun. &database = FC0090 and runs to FD5000. But you get a little overzealous with that SpellCheck function and call it for every address from FC0090 to FD5050, an overrun of eighty bytes. So you've introduced a little jibberish into the SpellCheck function output at the end. Because the vast majority of the output is what was expected, the tiny error is readily recognized as such.

Sometimes the misunderstanding is huge, like when you mangle the pointer by recasting its data type accidentally and end up sending the SpellCheck function to the bowels of your RAM, crashing your computer. I get this feeling, for example, whenever I talk to hardened Marxists about Christianity.

Anyway, I unfortunately don't have the time to pursue this useful metaphor further. My stack is overflowing. Already had a "core dump" once this week.

2005-08-09T01:58:00.000-04:00

Ave Maria Mutual Funds lives again. I keep seeing it pop up and vanish over the past few years. Anyone out there an investor in them?

Also back from a long hiatus: David Morrison.

2005-08-09T01:19:00.000-04:00

Welcome to all the perverts coming here for "erotic resuscitation" now that it has been in the news. I happened to use that phrase in this old Matrix post and now I'm Google famous.

The only kind of erotic resuscitation we endorse here at the Stoa is the kind described in the Platonic dialogue, Phaedrus: Your world-weary carcass has its airway cleared of a congealed mass of TV and modern culture so you can have a sudden influx of Geist. Then you come alive again and fall in love with the Form of the Good. Doesn't that sound better than half-strangling your girlfriend? Really now, you weirdos need to get lives.

2005-08-08T18:06:00.000-04:00

In case you were having doubts about your own academic career too...

I've been reading the biography of Hans-Georg Gadamer by Jean Grondin. He relates:

"When talking of his father, he [Hans-Georg Gadamer] always spoke of his father's rigorous, Prussian discipline, and his continual attempts to persuade his gifted son to take up the rigors of the natural sciences. He wa profoundly disappointed when his son finally opted for "twaddle," that is, the humanities. When Gadamer read a biographical portrait occasioned by his ninety-fifth birthday, where his choice of the arts and humanities was described as a kind of rebellion against his father's wishes, he found this description to the point" (Jean Grondin, Gadamer, 20).

and later we read...

"Johannes Gadamer died on 15 April 1928 after long and severe suffering. Even on his deathbed he took care for the future of his son Hans-Georg. Thus he summoned his son's teacher, Martin Heidegger, who had recently confirmed his status as the rising star of German philosophy with the publication of Being and Time. Immediately coming to the clinic, Heidegger asked, "Herr Councilman, what can I do for you?" To which he replied, "Oh, I am worried about my son." "Why so? He is doing very well. Of that I am fully confident. He is one year away from his Habilitation." "Yes," the father sighed, "but do you really believe that philosophy is enough of a vocation to occupy one's life?" (Ibid, 29).

So even when Heidegger tells you that your kid is an OK philosopher, Dad's still not convinced. That's a good die-hard scientist for you.

The Grondin biography also reveals how much of an asshole Heidegger was to many people around him. I had already learned of his callous disregard for the elderly Husserl who was fired and expatriated during the Third Reich for being Jewish. As it turns out, Heidegger also wrote a stinging invective that cost another Jewish philosophy prof, Richard Hönigswald, his position at Munich and sent him to Dachau, whence he was rescued from death by an international outcry of fellow philosophers and former students.

Heidegger also had this to say in a letter to a fellow professor at Marburg about the young Dr. Gadamer, who had been his post-doctoral assistant for a year, was Heidegger's own pick to lead his discussion sections, and who had just finished a one-month stay at his house at Heidegger's own invitation:

"[He's now] in this semester attached to me. Well-versed, full of academic gossip, very impressionable ... I see nothing at all positive about him. Repeats concepts and propositions but is just as helpless as his "master" [sc. Hartmann]. I will certainly intervene, if it looks like he will do a quick Habilitation. Now he is writing a review of Hartmann's Metaphysics. He got the ideas from me. Until now he has not had the slightest idea of philosophy."

So if your favorite prof takes a sour disposition toward you, take heart. All you need is a famous father, a lot of soon-to-be-influential friends, the patience of an ox, and a lifespan of 102.

2005-08-08T12:25:00.000-04:00

For all your Fraktur OCR needs: ABBYY XIX.

Digitizing Kaiser Wilhelm's Kultur

2005-08-07T19:14:00.000-04:00

Amazing stories of awakenings via Eve.

2005-08-06T18:12:00.000-04:00

On this date in history: you can add me under 1973, with dubious company. I was born on the day Paul VI died, and on the anniversary of the day they dropped the bomb on Hiroshima. For all this, I have the consolation of a great fixed feast.

2005-08-05T04:04:00.000-04:00

Two news articles about Susan Torres. It looks like they kept mom alive one extra day so the birth of the daughter and death of the mother did not coincide.

Don't visit the Torres Fund website just yet -- the poor thing is blown away and racking up bandwidth charges. But when it calms down, consider them for alms.

Susan gave everything for the sake of her child and deserves to be remembered with the likes of St. Gianna Molla. No one seems to have doubted what Susan would have wanted for her baby. Yet in Susan's case -- unlike St. Giann's, but like many others whose silent merits we shall only know in heaven -- her illness robbed her not only of the joy of living to see her daughter, but also of being able to heroically express that consent from her hospital bed. Thus, I suspect her cause won't ever be introduced. And so Susan serves not only as an image of self-sacrifice and motherhood, but also as a stark reminder of the unsung holiness all throughout the communion of saints, a holiness which perhaps exceeds in some the more conspicuous yet more rarified merits of the canonized saints. May she rest in peace, and shower blessings upon her children.

2005-08-02T18:31:00.000-04:00

Breaking news: Susan Torres delivers baby girl

The baby is reported to be doing well. Deo gratias. They named the baby after her mother. Say a prayer for the mother and her family, as she will be disconnected from life support and die today.

Associated Press
RICHMOND, Va. - A brain-dead woman on life support has given birth to a baby girl, the woman's brother-in-law said.

Susan Torres gave birth to Susan Anne Catherine Torres at 8:18 a.m. on Tuesday, Justin Torres wrote in an e-mail to The Associated Press.

There were no complications during delivery and the baby "is doing well," Torres wrote. The baby weighs one pound 13 ounces and is 131/2 inches long, he said.

The infant is being monitored in the Neonatal Intensive Care at the Virginia Hospital Center in Arlington, about 100 miles north of Richmond.

Telephone messages left for the brother-in-law and a hospital spokeswoman were not immediately returned.

Susan Torres, 26, lost consciousness from a stroke May 7 after aggressive melanoma spread to her brain. Her husband, Jason Torres, said doctors told him his wife's brain functions had stopped.

Last month, her fetus passed the 24th week of development - the earliest point at which doctors felt the baby would have a reasonable chance to survive.

2005-08-02T07:34:00.000-04:00

You scored as Sacrament model. Your model of the church is Sacrament. The church is the effective sign of the revelation that is the person of Jesus Christ. Christians are transformed by Christ and then become a beacon of Christ wherever they go. This model has a remarkable capacity for integrating other models of the church.

Sacrament model

78%

Institutional Model

67%

Mystical Communion Model

56%

Herald Model

45%

Servant Model

39%

What is your model of the church? [Dulles]
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the Ham
(34% dark, 56% spontaneous, 27% vulgar)

your humor style:
CLEAN | SPONTANEOUS | LIGHT

Your style's mostly goofy, innocent and feel-good. Perfect for parties and for the dads who chaperone them. You can actually get away with corny jokes, and I bet your sense of humor is a guilty pleasure for your friends. People of your type are often the most approachable and popular people in their circle. Your simple & silly good-naturedness is immediately recognizable, and it sets you apart in this sarcastic world.

PEOPLE LIKE YOU: Will Ferrell - Will Smith

My test tracked 3 variables How you compared to other people your age and gender:

You scored higher than 18% on dark
You scored higher than 72% on spontaneous
You scored higher than 18% on vulgar

Link: The 3 Variable Funny Test written by jason_bateman on Ok Cupid

2005-08-01T16:30:00.000-04:00

The Whole World On One Page, Literally

If I had time to write it, I write an encomium on the power of information once it is liberated from the useless dead matter that usually conveys it. Book prices would drop if distributed digitally rather than on dead tree. Music is already doing it via technologies like iTunes and the MP3 trade. Of course, the radio, phone and television are the ultimate predecessors.

The FAX first liberated handwritten material from the burdens of physically dragging pieces of paper around the planet, thanks to the Japanese character system which was left out of the computer revolution of the 1970s because the first ASCII computer charracter sets were limited to 256 Latin characters and punctuation and few flow control codes. To transmit Japanese writing, therefore, you had to capture it as an image, giving birth to the FAX. With unicode, of course, all languages can now be encoded on a character-by-character basis, but the usefulness and clumsiness of FAXing still remains.

In particular, handwritten documents remain the runt of the digitial litter. Ease of transmission here still lacks elegance and universality. FAXing itself requires scanning, sending, and exporting again to Word, or a graphics program, or something else like that. And its limited to the fairly primitive 2-color or grayscale, medium-resolution standard. Wouldn't it be nice if there was some way to just send illustrations, handwritten notes, architectural drawings, etc. etc.?

Or better, a universally-accessible cyberspace where you could store such information and share it with others?

Enter Anoto technology: A seamless way to transfer any drawing you make using a special pen to its very own place on a "universal" digital "page" that is over 23 million square miles in area. I'll save you the math: it's equivalent to a square piece of paper that is 4,800 miles per side. Simply upload the info, give someone else a reference to your drawing's place on the Anoto page, and they can view it, print it, etc. Just like people have staked out domains on the WWW, so too people can reserve a few square feet (or square miles) of the Anoto page for their personal or corporate use. Want my notes from yesterday's lecture? They're at x-y-z. Need all of last year's mechanical drawings from the engineering department? They're all archived in sector 34598 of the Anoto page. Anything you now write with a pen can be saved instantly and sent anywhere.

And as far as I understand it, the info is stored as vector graphics, making it easy to scale, revise, etc.

The special pen draws in real ink but also scans what you write at the same time. All you need is paper with a special pattern on it, which you can either buy or print in house on a laser printer. Your paper's nearly-invisible grid pattern contains a coordinate system specifying your unique spot on the universal page. File the hardcopy, if you'd like. The digital copy is made real-time, and transferred automatically via bluetooth or stored in memory and sent with minimal overhead later. The special paper can also be printed with icons called pidgets which do things automatically when touched with the special pen. Example: finish a drawing or page of notes, circle an icon you've printed on the paper which represents your classmates or work group, and the drawing is automatically uploaded and e-mailed to them.

Super cool. Information just wants to be free. And freedom means transcending cruder forms of matter for more subtle media.

2005-08-01T12:28:00.000-04:00

Dog beats 428 human swimmers in escape from Alcatraz race.

The first line of this story sounds like a submission to that contest for the worse opener to a short story, especially if you don't know Jake is a dog:

"With a stomach full of scrambled eggs, Jake dog-paddled his way into history, leaving most of the serious — and human — swimmers in his wake."

2005-08-01T01:12:00.000-04:00

Trinity Communications needs your immediate help

This organization brings you some truly wonderful Catholic online resources including:

- Catholic Culture.org
- The Catholic Encyclopedia Online
- The online extension of the Catholic Information Center in Washington, DC
- Catholic Distance University

and helps several others (Tepeyac Family Center, the March For Life). Catholic Culture.org also hosts the works of Fr. William Most, an awesome collection.

Please consider giving them your alms this month.

2005-08-01T00:23:00.000-04:00

A rather thorough Protestant exegete dedicated to refuting those who attempt to argue that Scripture does not condemn homosexuality: RobGagnon.net

2005-07-30T19:19:00.000-04:00

Further analysis on the Boy scout jamboree from hell.

A fun article on Pietrasanta for all you Italiophiles.

2005-07-30T02:09:00.000-04:00

Update your orrery...

Astronomers discover tenth planet.

The new one, larger than Pluto, also orbits at an angle to the orbital plane of the first eight. Will this be used as evidence for the hypothesis that the first eight planets are debris from solar system formation, but Pluto (and the new one) are solar "captures"?

2005-07-30T01:56:00.000-04:00

Few things are stupider than spectator sports fanaticism. But there are worse male vices. Combine them, and you have lunacy: Berlin readies giant brothel for 2006 World Cup. Might as well revert to doing it Sparta-style and insist that the girls take gym naked and also lounge about nude near the theatre in case the play gets boring.

The German laws are pretty bad, but Americans take note that the legalizing factor seems to be public health interest, the same card they'll play here to sidle the moral issue.

2005-07-28T03:30:00.000-04:00

Sorry I haven't had the time to blog disquisitions lately. The new baby and the dissertation have swallowed up every last moment of my time, and that of my wife.

But those who know me may have heard my spiel on how the unchastity of straight men is to blame for the subsequent public acceptance of the perversions of feminism and homosexuality. Male unchastity preceded, and enabled, the legitimation of these initially niche vices. Eve tells me it is a thesis that has already been forwarded several times by various contemporary authors.

So you can imagine my delight when I happen across this OT verse and wonder how many times I have passed over it without even thinking, even though it is a catechetical gem for our times:

Hosea 4:14:
"I will not punish your daughters when they play the harlot,
nor your brides when they commit adultery;
for the men themselves go aside with harlots,
and sacrifice with cult prostitutes,
and a people without understanding shall come to ruin."

That pretty much sums up a good chunk of today's social ills. Throw in some Amos on the neglect of the poor, and you've got most bases covered.

In the prophetic movement we see, in so many ways, a development which will be fulfilled in our Lord's own teaching about marriage and prohibition of divorce, particularly the mutual, equal obligations of fidelity of spouses to each other. Yes, I know the context is ritual prostitution, but I think the point still stands. If this was a disquisition, I'd explain. But it's not.

I also particularly enjoyed, a few weeks ago, talking to a well-known Jesuit OT commentator whom you've probably seen on TV after he delivered a talk in which he made a fleeting comparison between the ritual prostitution of Hosea's day and the sluttiness that pervades modern college campuses. The audience's response was a bit taken aback, but many seemed receptive to this throw-away one-liner. I couldn't help feeling buoyed up after that, since I had once opened an OT lecture on Hosea with the same comparison, and saw a mixture of shock and surprise on my students' faces, like I had just jumped off the deep end. Admittedly, some of these pious souls may not have had an exact idea of what collegiate debauchery looks like; but I thought I'd at least get a harrumph out of some of theme. Instead, crickets. So next time, I'll cite the eminent Jesuit commentator instead and see what happens.

2005-07-28T03:29:00.000-04:00

Nice Italian site with the works of St. Augustine. How they pried those volumes of the Patrologia Latina out of the hands of Chadwyck-Healey, I don't know.

2005-07-28T03:20:00.000-04:00

Say a prayer for those at the Boy Scout Jamboree from hell. Four people were killed in a nasty tangle with power lines on the first day, then today the scouts from colder climes are dropping from the heat waiting to see Bush.

2005-07-25T22:40:00.000-04:00

The Deep Web: Surfacing Hidden Value

Also, Marketing$oft announces latest processor-bogging, glitzy Longhorn / Vista successor to XP.

XP Pro is the only thing for which I would leave Win98. Half the Marketing$oft home-user OS debuts have been utterly unworth it, IMHO. For example, consider the key selling points in the article:

Among the key features of Vista as it currently stands are: security enhancements,

With hundreds of millions of dollars spent on development every year, security is a pre-requisite, not a feature. Unless they are talking about idiot-proofing the computer. In which case, what needs to change is that anyone who operates a computer must know the basics of how it connects to the internet and how it works internally. If I ran the world, owning a car and owning a computer both would have much higher entrance costs in terms of DIY-knowledge, or else you can expect to be taken advantage of and be surrounded -- in cyberspace or on the road -- by dysfunction.

a new searching mechanism

For idiots who can't take the time to save their files in logical places? I mean really -- who needs anything more than basic "Start --> Find"? Findfast is pretty much useless -- who wants the damn thing constantly indexing when I can search three drives totalling 160 GB in 30 secs without caching, 5 seconds thereafter once the file tables are cached in the first search.

lots of new laptop features

To bung up the already slower platform? I'm amazed. My wife's computer is the fastest in the house in terms of processor -- at 2 GHz, with .5 GB of RAM -- and it runs basic tasks on XP slower than any of the Win98 machines that I've taken the time to strip of useless apps and fine tune.

parental controls and better home networking

Might be worth something. MS networking has already lurked in that grey area between trying to make it easy for you and telling just too little information to make it a pain in the ass to reconstruct what's going on at the basic networking level. If it wasn't for the DOS prompt, I'd have brick marks on my forehead just from my own home networking.

There will also be visual changes, thanks to Avalon, ranging from shiny translucent windows to icons that are tiny representations of a document itself.

Barfola. Completely useless. A net negative because it devours processing power. Cf. ad infra.

On the business side, Microsoft said Vista will be easier for businesses to deploy on multiple PCs and will also save costs by reducing the number of times computers will have to be rebooted.

This is a steaming hot pile of marketing! (1) That's not a feature, that's an expectation called stability! Translation: Windows Vista, now tying up 30% less of your IT department by working more like it should. Only MS could tout this as a feature, rather than cringe from embarassment. (2) Easy to deploy on multiple PCs? = Norton Ghost.

Among the other features Microsoft has publicly confirmed are: broad IPv6 support,

Good good. Will be needed soon enough.

improved client-side caching of data stored on a server

Also helpful.

automatic hard drive optimization and a secure boot-up process that helps prevent someone from gaining access to your data if your PC is lost or stolen

Depends on how it's implemented.

Now here's the kicker:

Microsoft Allchin said in an April interview that he expects Vista will need about 512MB of memory and "today's level" of processor. The ability to display all the fancy new graphics will depend on what type of graphics card one has. On some older machines, the graphics may look similar to today's Windows.

This means: if you want the new OS to run sluggishly you need at least a 2 GHz proc and 0.5 GB RAM with a vid card you can fry an egg on. If you want a swift OS that gets you right to your apps and data without lag, can you imagine what you need? Maybe dual-core 4.0+ GHz with 2 GB of RAM and probably a few Gig of HDD space for the install? Bloat, bloat, bloat.

The point of an OS is to do its job and get out of the way. It's supposed to be an environment for programs, not a phantasmagorica machine that sucks up gobs of processing power just for GUI graphics.

How much will it cost? Pricing, too, is yet to be decided.

You can bet your bippy an upgrade alone will top $100/machine, and with the new registration schemes that require 1 reg/machine, that means for my household alone, it would cost +$500 if all machines qualified for an upgrade. But of course you might want to install from scratch on these same machines, so I'll just mail a kidney to MS to try out their latest baby and see if it's as useless as Win ME.

As soon as my life affords me something like a week's vacation -- which I haven't had since I got married 6 years ago, and which probably won't happen for years to come -- I'm seriously interested in migrating the main comps over to *nix. But the transition cost is too high right now timewise. So I remain ueberconservative in switching OSes, with the result that I still run Win98SE and it works great with some discipline and tweaking. Going on 7 years with this install!

2005-07-23T13:29:00.000-04:00

From the FSSP newsletter:

They've opened apostolates in three new dioceses: Harrisburg, PA; Lexington, KY, and Phoenix, AZ.

Bishops Kevin Rhoades, Ronald Gainer and Thomas Olmstead have joined the growing ranks of bishops who have (in the words of the newsletter): "fulfilled the request of our Pope of happy memory, Pope John Paul II. In his motu proprio Ecclesia Dei, he asked all bishops to grant "a wide and generous use of the Mass and sacraments according to the books of 1962. We applaud and thank all the bishops who have graciously and obediently granted his request for what he referred to as the 'rightful aspirations' of the Catholic faithful who are attached to the liturgical and disciplinary forms of our Latin tradition".

I've been hearing really good things about Olmstead. Let's pray for more active and pious bishops. Let's also pray for those bishops whose dioceses have yet to permit a single parish to use the Tridentine rite, like it's some dirty secret of pre-conciliar liturgy.

2005-07-23T00:48:00.000-04:00

Making a bold claim for both the No Sh-t Sherlock Award and the We Told Ya So award in one fell swoop, Tom Monaghan unveils a more modest chapel plan for Ave Maria, saying about the former design: "If we were to spend that kind of money on a church, we wouldn't have had much of a university."

If sound travelled in the blogosphere, I'd cover my ears for the deafing collective roar of "Duh!!!"

The funky shape of the exterior facade is still present but will now be executed in "stone facade" which looks much better. (View revised plans here.)

Monaghan apparently hasn't learned to outsource good taste and remains obsessed with the ugly, ugly, ugly Thorncrown chapel which is DECONSTRUCTION IN GLASS. Repeat: UGLY! Thankfully the effect of that model on the new plans has been somewhat minimized.

The interior attempts a fusion of gothic and modern design, and, on the whole, seems reasonably beautiful, especially now that it is made of stone:

View of revised sanctuary

I'm hoping the side pews are for priests in choir and not the congregation. Too bad it doesn't have a high altar back there. Am I the only one who thinks that attempts at conservative design like this still have a (perhaps unconscious) hole where a towering high altar with reredos should be? Or am I just projecting my own desires onto the architecture? I assume the tabernacle is located within the negative space behind the celebrant, which is good.

New Chartres, it ain't; but at least it's not the Towering Glass Babel Momument to Hurricanes, Windex, Bad Taste and Obstinacy. (TGBMHWBTO for short.)

2005-07-22T14:10:00.000-04:00

While looking for some religious art online, I came across this image which resides at the Hermitage:

Don't worry, it's not "Christa." It's St. Julia of Carthage, a Carthaginian noblewoman who was conquered and sold into slavery. She resisted the paganism of her new husband and master only to be captured by an emperor for her beauty and then to die rather than apostasize at his command. The romantic depiction above by Gabriel Cornelius von Max certainly eliminates all trace of her hair being torn out of her head and the crucifixion is practically docetic. Nonetheless, few depictions do this martyrdom justice. All are mild. Like many early martyrs, she makes the life of Joan of Arc look cushy.

I mention it especially so that those who generally dislike the name Julia because of its predominantly pagan namesakes and the flaky Mother Julian of Norwich can have a worthy patroness to invoke.

More noteworthy art at:

2005-07-19T21:36:00.000-04:00

Panda fodder

Readers have been sending me a lot of panda information after the renewed rant about our nation's costly pet.

Check this out: In May, China offered Taiwan two giant pandas as a "gesture of unity." Yes, that would be the same Taiwan they keep targeting with more and more missiles. Taiwan's ruling party has called the gift "a Trojan horse." If the Taiwanese can see through the panda-diplomacy boloney, why can't we?

A short history of animated shitsack diplomacy.

Wild pandas are apparently somewhat livelier than the caged ones. "[T]he wandering panda was suffering from liver and kidney disease..." PETA, time to do your thing.

Pandas get broadband. If you need broadband (and your own brand of porno) for your species to survive, it's time to join the Dodo bird.

2005-07-18T15:08:00.000-04:00

Interesting article on how the term "Real Presence" is exploited and the origins of the term.

2005-07-18T01:19:00.000-04:00

Susan Torres' little baby has reached the 25-week mark, by all tests still healthy, and now, at border of likely viability. Thanks be to God!

Looks like they are going to wait for another week or more before delivering, since every day gives the baby a chance to grow stronger. I assume the sonograms are performed every two days to monitor for an invasion of the cancer over the placenta.

The Torres family still needs your financial help, as well as your prayers. Jason Torres is just a few notches under Job in my book.

2005-07-15T02:02:00.000-04:00

Lingulaca is a new blog by a pre-seminary candidate in the Institute of Christ the King Sovereign Priest. Is St. Louis making its bid for the diocese with the largest number of impressive new orders?

Abp. Burke with Institute ordinands

A very welcome addition to the blogosphere!

Mt 9:38: "Pray therefore the Lord of the harvest to send out laborers into his harvest."

2005-07-15T01:56:00.000-04:00

At a recent class reunion, I met an old acquaintance I hadn't seen in years. Now, I've lived a pretty demur life since my first stint in grad school which ended in '97. This guy, on the other hand, had some amazing stories to tell -- including how he was stabbed 13 times by two muggers walking home one night in downtown Chicago, fended off his attackers, and survived. For him, it was a wake-up call to get his life in better order.

He's got a new invention which is useful to anyone who uses syringes at home or who works in medicine and wants to greatly reduce the risk of needle sticks. It's called The Disintegrator.

2005-07-15T01:03:00.000-04:00

So I turn on the TV for some news -- in this case, it happened to be an MSNBC news spot. I see Mo Rocca and some purely-for-window-dressing, inarticulate, perky-cutesy newscasterette discussing -- of all things!! -- Mariah Carey's recent insistence that Glitter was intentionally treated with undue severity by film critics in order to distract America from 9/11, and whether Glitter was actually "a film ahead of its time." This verbal diarrhea went on for five minutes. WTH?

Can there be any doubt that TV news is a DEAD MEDIUM?

What's next? Keith Olbermann with a rabid defense of the overlooked merits of Kazaam?

2005-07-13T01:24:00.000-04:00

Reader JS writes this meditation on our panda curse:

As an American (Ruth Harkness) 'discovered' the panda in 1936 and brought one out of the wild, I think you're paying some sort of national discovery debt in relation to China, where one billion people and a soccer-ball bear can apparently co-exist without confirming one another's presence for thousands of years.. Just pray that an American doesn't find a Yeti somewhere in Tibet or China -- I bet a baby Yeti would fetch China $100 million from the U.S.

Perhaps someday the Chinese will be as keen to let us pay them to expatriate their babies, who are dying in vastly greater numbers than the panda.

Someone else meanwhile made this creative flash enhancement of the Juice Pigs' anthem which should be a blogtone for this blog. Courtesy The Cranky Prof.

On other fronts, the corporate world inculturates an American icon. Somehow, it lacks the aura of flourescent paint on black velvet.

Need an RPG-proof bus straight out of Mad Max?

I also discovered this week that a classmate has reaped fame and fortune by inventing "The Ashhole" -- a pretty clever solution to a commonly-encounted problem.

2005-07-11T18:53:00.000-04:00

Someone just got ENGAGED to a great guy. Why not make her day and send her an e-mail: thechevalierturn(at)gmail(dot)com.

Does that mean the Canons Regular of the New Jerusalem have their first nuptial Mass booking?

2005-07-09T14:00:00.000-04:00

Living Idol to Chinese Communism Spawns

"Their cub will be turned over to China after it reaches age 2, per the loan agreement, the zoo said. Following tradition, Chinese officials probably will name the cub after it reaches 100 days old."

They probably will name it something like: "Please give us $10 million more dollars for this one while we torture our own people and persecute the Catholic Church."

But what's all that in comparsion to:

"By then the cub will probably weigh 30 pounds and be covered with fluffy fur, crawling and exploring at "that very, very cute stage," Murray said."

It's cute! It's so cute! Squee! I'm an American. My brain is shutting down.... Must pay money and coo over the little soccer-ball bear.

(For an older rant)

2005-07-08T02:29:00.000-04:00

I must share this kind letter:

"I'm a rare visitor to your blog, but I must tell you it literally changed my life! In May, 2004 I happened to read your blog and noticed the adopt a dog corner, featuring a particularly unremarkable dog by the name of Taz. When I read it I jokingly told my teenage daughter "Hey ----, I just found your dog". Like Ciaphas I had unwittingly uttered prophesy. The kids became inflamed with the idea of adopting THAT particular dog (nevermind that it lived 3 hours away). Against my better judgement we checked him out--as my husband said, just to get peace in the family--and found a dog infested with fleas, hookworms and stinking to high heaven, but with a very sweet disposition. His name is now "Shep", the best dog we've ever had, turns out, and the love of my 2 year old's life. Thought you might want to know!"

For the record, I think dogs are awesome. Someday, when we don't live in an apartment any more, I'll be able to have one for me, Zorak and the Mini-mantis. Growing up with a dog is fond memory, and I'd like the kids to have that too.

2005-07-06T13:39:00.000-04:00

"Firstly [sic], we will learn a lot about the Neanderthals. Secondly, we will learn a lot about the uniqueness of human beings. And thirdly, it's simply cool," Rubin said.

He forgot to add: "We can finally create an undefeatable race of tort lawyers."

2005-07-06T13:32:00.000-04:00

In case you were wondering whether the long-unwed Sovereign Prince of Monaco was unwed because he's gay, he's not. Unfortunately, the bastard doesn't solve Monaco's need for an heir, although they apparently revised the constitution to provide an alternative should no direct primogeniture ensue.

2005-07-03T02:49:00.000-04:00

How did she know?

I spent a good afternoon with LAH, JRB and LHO, and we all went to Vigil Mass together at St. Leo's. The latter two friends are Koch fellows this summer. All three have been Chairman of the Pythagorean Brotherhood. I met the guys first, and then we went in search of LHO at her suite in the Oakwood Apts. Her roommate answered the door.

JRB: "Hi. Is L. there?"

Roommate: "No, she's at a museum." [Pauses. Sizes up the three of us.] "Are you guys all from the [Pythagorean Brotherhood]?"

I am pleasantly surprised. It's been years since I've gotten this response, but it was very common in New Haven for people just "to know" you were a member by your demeanor. This is a Good Thing. I cannot repress my curiosity:

OO: "Yes, all of us. How did you know?"

Roommate: "Maybe it was the tailored shirts..."

After Mass, everybody got to meet the Mini-mantis.

2005-07-01T18:05:00.000-04:00

Somehow, I've Amassed Paternitas

Zorak has gone to L.A. for five days, which leaves to me the task of caring for the Mini-mantis. The task would have struck fear in my heart if I was doing it solo, but Zorak's folks have come up to help out. The experience of showing them how to care for her has already been encouraging to me as a novice dad. I recommend it to other new fathers.

Generally, whenever the baby needs something, I feel about as competent as a cat trying to use a typewriter compared to mom. But giving "the baby instructions" to the grandparents has shown me that, although I rate a distant second to All-wise, All-discerning (and All-patient!) Mommy, I actually have a large array of very particular knowledge about our little baby girl.

I'm kind of surprised when it comes pouring out of me. "When she squawks like that it means she's tired, but when she goes 'Thhhpt, Thhpt', it means she's bored." Or, "She'll eat three ounces, nap, eat six, then sleep for the night." Or, my favorite: "If you hold her like that, she'll puke on you." So despite my overarching suspicion that I am clueless about the little one, it seems I've picked up a fair amount of working knowledge, hitherto unbeknownst to me.

My assessment of single moms has also changed, for related reasons. I've always thought that women who struggled through with their child-out-of-wedlock were admirable and brave in this abortion-minded age. Ditto women who were divorced with young children. Over the past six months, I've just tripled the level of respect. How do they do it and not go insane?

I suppose this thought redounds to another, broader meditation: I can easily see how the nuclear family in and of itself tends to reduce family size. Having only one set of hands to care for baby is a massive job. Two sets of hands, is livable but hard. How having a grandparent, aunt, cousin, etc. around to help out makes a big boost in terms of restoring sanity to new parents. I'm certain this logic carries forward when adding further children to the mix. although after 2 I'm told economies of scale begin to kick in.

I know there are many other factors influencing small family size -- including the expense of raising children in this culture and the death of the family wage for the married man. But that's my two cents for the night. Baby's sleeping, so I should too.

2005-06-29T04:23:00.000-04:00

Zorak ranked my firm and continual insistance on removing the "Organ Donor" status from her driver's license in the category of "irrational conspiracy theory," which is probably just one step up from "pure neurosis" in her estimation of my poorer judgments.

Yet I'm glad to find I'm not the only one who believes some doctors would rather boost a donor program than bother over a comatose patient.

Elinor also contributes some songs to the list.

2005-06-28T04:15:00.000-04:00

The Pope gets ready to set the liturgical pace. I can't wait.

Firm papal insistence upon the rightful place of Latin, no deviations from the text, and appropriate sacred music would go a long way in restoring the dignity of the Novus Ordo and realizing what the Council Fathers intended rather than the milquetoast and circuses that pass for liturgy in many places today. A reform of the reform, and a universal indult, and I would be so happy I wouldn't care if he didn't write on anything else for the next half decade.

Let us see what treasures new yet old our Holy Father has to share with us!

2005-06-28T03:57:00.000-04:00

Hey, look, some people are listing their own contributions to the song list. Yay.

If I had comments or trackback, you could all connect, but alas, I cannot bear comments on the blog.

2005-06-27T16:27:00.000-04:00

Silence = Death = Good, if we're talking about the Movies

Maybe it's time for people to turn inward, or socialize in mutually upbuilding ways, rather than live lives of continual distraction and vicarious, insipid plot lines?

U.S. Box Office Hits Longest Modern Slump.

I rarely go to the movies. And when I see a trailer or preview, that doesn't help much. I was going to remark earlier, but was too busy, perhaps a related phenomenon: Hollywood is spinning itself out and feeding on past decades' creativity. The numbers seem to indicate at least what Alan Greenspan would call a "soft patch" in Hollywood creativity, although it's turning into a secular bear market. Examples:

Remaking every comic book story known to mankind. What's next, a tricked-out, multimillion-dollar production of Underdog? Perhaps entitled: Underdog: Now 200% More Tortured and Gothy! With Massive Explosions!

[As an aside: I yawp across the rooftops of the world: comic books are for children. If you're out of college, you should have long filed them away with your Dungeons & Dragons memorabilia.]

Remaking poor yet moderately successful flicks of yesteryear, e.g.:
Amityville Horror (The original was the stupidest horror movie I've ever seen.)
Herbie the Love Bug

Recycling old TV sitcoms that were never movies originally, e.g., Dukes of Hazzard.

Even sadder attempts to recycle iconic successes of early cinema: e.g., War of the Worlds, and apparently, King Kong.

An endless amount of movies which center on:
- Lots of massive explosions or CGI gee-whizzery
- Women you're not sure are strippers or assassins (and you're supposed to like that ambiguity)
- Vaguely foreboding, vaguely supernatural "eerie" phenomena (e.g. Dark Water -- what the hell is that? Poltergeist meets a water damage clean-up commercial? Horror movies are clueless these days because people are spiritually clueless.)

I hereby suggest a *YEAR WITHOUT CINEMA* just to see what Americans might do without it. This year would also require not fleeing immediately to the solace of the television.

Yes, the outcome could be more chaotic than 9/11. I actually envision something along the lines of the "Wake Up and Smile" SNL skit where the teleprompter dies on a morning talk show and a Lord of the Flies situation ensues after a half hour of no prompting.

But we need that kind of cathartic cleansing of the national Zeitgeist every now and again, don't we?

2005-06-26T23:42:00.000-04:00

Fruits of our liberal parenting

So we've been reading Dr. Spock (yeah, right!) and he tells us that we should let the baby read whatever she wants. After all, we don't want to oppress her with her parents' reading preferences; we want her to make her own choices.

So after a run of the local library (viz., Daddy's office), we see the Mini-Mantis with her choice:

You can also see her discretion in shunning that piece of trash by Mack in the background. If you're wondering why I even have that book -- the Biblical Studies equivalent of the Da Vinci code -- it's so I can give the students a punching bag: an unalloyed sample of modern craziness.

2005-06-26T05:19:00.000-04:00

Slouching toward memedom: saddest songs

Eve has turned this Church of the Masses post about this assessment of the saddest songs ever written into a proto-meme.

I will feed the beast through its larval stage; others can give it wings. The black dog just recently decided to leave my room for a while, so I think ruminating on this topic is feasible today.

A person's estimation of the saddest songs is a bit like his estimation of the scariest movies: it's a shadow cast backwards from a value system, so I'll open by saying that I don't find half the songs on the Guardian's list all that sad. I expect the same is true with most people who have totally different world views than I.

Next, I'll suggest a few guidelines.

ONE: I'm going to approach this meme in a take-a-penny, leave-a-penny style. People can add to others' lists or do totally new ones if they'd like. I'm bad at spontaneous recall of lots of particulars, so I'm sure there will be a dozen songs someone else mentions that I wish I had originally posted.

TWO: The saddest songs are distinct from songs that concern something objectively tragic but are depicted artistically without the intention of stirring up pathos about the tragedy in the listener. For example, "Don't Fear the Reaper" and "Where the Wild Roses Grow" are dark songs, but the Blue Oyster Cult and Nick Cave enjoy the darkness and want the listener to enjoy it as well. I am also distinguishing as separate those songs which make you sad when you hear them because the artist doesn't realize how screwed up he is, e.g., The Rolling Stones' Under My Thumb. Whenever you see someone actually do this to his girlfriend, it's heartbreaking. For Mick Jagger, it's just payback.

THREE: I'm rejecting Eve's criterion that the songs have to make you cry, so that guys can play too.

My own two cents:

The Improperia / Reproaches of Good Friday. I'll start by going straight for sacred music because it would be weird (given my opening remark) if religious music didn't capture most accurately the profoundest sadnesses of the human condition. This song and the next would be the only ones on the list if I played by Eve's rules. I still remember vividly the day I first heard it and was reduced to a snuffling, penitent mess on Good Friday when I was 19. A few weeks later, I wondered why none of the saccharine nonsense in my childhood parish ever had that effect, and the wholesale overthrow of my liturgical sensibilities was underway.... This song hardly needs a defense. And I've already blogged my paper about it.

The Stabat Mater. The previous song hits you with the full weight of your sins set against the background of God's most generous providence and unanswerable justice. This one asks you to consider the innocent Christ's sufferings on your behalf from the perspective of the heart that loved Him most dearly.

Moving on to secular picks, since that was the presumptive genre, in no particular order, I submit:

Angel of the Morning, as originally recorded by Merrilee Rush and the Turnabouts A great period piece for the late '60s. It captures the flight from grace that occurs when a woman makes herself the willing victim of the new sexual economy in order to have some kind of relationship with the man who won't commit to her. "And if we're victims of the night, I won't be blinded by the light" is just one verse rendered much better by Rush than by Juice Newton who popularized the song, but sang in a bolder, unapologetic style, indicating that pop had become sufficiently numb to the tragic sentiments of the original recording. By the time of Newton's remake, the song is halfway to an anthem of "liberation."

Heroin, by the Velvet Underground. Obligatory song about drug addiction. The lyrics struggle admirably to keep the listener's attention over the musical chaos. I believe the Underground refuse to play it anymore after the guy died.

It's Worth Believin', by Gordon Lightfoot. Gordon Lightfoot? I know you're incredulous. The theme: the married couple is so estranged that nothing keeps them together any longer, but they are so isolated from others and settled in their lives that nothing has actually broken them apart. Each one knows something needs to be done to bridge the awful emptiness between them; neither knows how. She's going to leave. He doesn't deny it's his fault. That's just what happens after the years wear on, implies the song. Quiet, melodious, and plenty dark. The whole of Gord's Gold Vol. 2 is overcast with depression, with this as the crowning piece.

Drinking Song, Moxy Fruvous. Oh hell ya. Eve didn't highlight this one enough. Don't go read the lyrics first. Better to hear it as it unfolds.

Fire And Rain, James Taylor. Should be self-explanatory.

Sing Me Back Home, Merle Haggard. I suppose if we swerve into country music, we're never coming back, but we have to have at least one execution song on the list. This ballad is more than a testimony to the anamnetic power of good music -- it's also a true story. Haggard is the guitar player whose condemned friend asked him to play as his last request.

Loverman, by Metallica. An extremely well-directed critique of sexual addiction and the Satanic nature of the domestication of lust as ersatz marital love. Because Metallica's M.O. is pure rage, people who have no capacity to listen to heavy metal will not be moved to pathos at the end, but the song serves as a tragic admonition nonetheless.

Runner-up Category

These deserve mention but don't quite make the list for various reasons.

Will the Circle Be Unbroken? as recorded by Johnny Cash, Roy Acuff, Ricky Skaggs and Bobby Helms. The title of the song is one way of putting the central question for traditionalists, since the song is about whether the very simple but very pious rural life which the mother has taught her children will continue after her burial. This particular version is great because of the several generations of singers. Acuff's feeble voice testifies to his great age at the time. The distinctive voice of the now-deceased Cash is the next eldest, followed by the young 'uns. Thus the musicians, by their choice of arrangement, adapt the song and create a second level of meaning by raising the analogous question about whether country music is going to wane into urbane stupidity, or remain true to its origins.

Because the title is a question, and the answer is left open, the song is evocative but falls short of being tragic.

These last three all fall short because they are primarily maudlin, which I take as different than sad / tragic.

Operator, Jim Croce. Pitiful, almost sappy. Just let her go, friend. She's gone.

We Drank a Toast to Innocence, Dan Fogelberg. Time kills friendships. Distance prevents re-establishing them, or wages a war of attrition. You always tell your high school buddy you'll call. Sad, but an order of magnitude less sad than what is necessary to be a contender.

That's the Way I've Always Heard It Should Be, Carly Simon. In the moral life, it is always possible to find an example of any ideal gone horribly awry. That's why we have reason and not pure empiricism as a canon of judgment. Nonetheless, it is hard to encourage someone to have a healthy view of marriage when their parents have an awful one.

Songs Others Mentioned Which I Also Endorse:

Ruby, by Kenny Rogers

The Freshman, by the Verve Pipe

2005-06-17T04:07:00.000-04:00

Zantac and aspirin both get you drunker.

Aspirin as well as H2 antagonists (cimetidine, famotidine, ranitidine) inhibit a stomach enzyme called gastric alcohol dehydrogenase (GAD) that metabolizes a proportion of alcohol before it enters the bloodstream ( Amir, Anwar, Baraona, & Lieber, 1996 ; Caballeria, 1991 ; Gentry et al, 1999 ). These agents also increase the rate of alcohol absorption because they stimulate gastric emptying. Individuals who take their low-dose aspirin up to 2 hours before consuming alcohol thus have higher blood alcohol levels and may increase their risk of alcohol-associated injury (Gentry et al.).

[Note: This was an accidental discovery. I was looking for information on Zantac.]

2005-06-15T19:10:00.000-04:00

Fr. Rob has an excellent post on the relevance of the Schiavo autopsy, relevance which will surely be lost on the American public via the mainstream news media.

Meanwhile, a Washington state court orders the force-feeding of an arsonist who was trying to starve himself to death in prison.

Lastly, a new item I missed before: In Florida, "Marjorie Nighbert, an 83-year-old Florida stroke victim who had actually asked her nursing home care-givers for a 'little something to eat' and a drink of water. Yet a Florida judge ruled she was not "competent" to make such a request for food, and was starved and dehydrated to death with the full agreement of her family."

More details in this WorldNet Daily report.

2005-06-14T23:04:00.000-04:00

Last Friday, I saw Br. Dominic Marie become a priest forever, according to the order of Melchisedek. It was a very happy morning. I've known him since college, and there is a special joy to seeing people you know go on to become pious, solid priests.

I'm entering the age in which a lot of my friends are getting ordaining or making permanent vows. Another friend who entered seminary in the Legion of Christ will be ordained next year. To some extent, the forthcoming spate of ordinations is like the sacerdotal equivalent of reaching 25 or 30 and watching all your friends get married. Yet it is more. Even with the recent "rebalancing" of the theology of the laity which emphasizes a certain parity in both the married and religious vocations, the priesthood is the cornerstone of church, there is a special hope when God calls a man whom you trust and admire to the priesthood.

I also had the pleasure of meeting Lauren of Cnytr at that ordination -- the third blogger I've met in person after reading their blog for a while. It was revealed to me that the blog name is pronounced Ka-night-er, but the meaning of the name remains a closely-guarded secret.

2005-06-12T23:00:00.000-04:00

One reader shares the following qualifications on the previous post about the University of Western Ontario. The two sentences in quotes are from the original notice I received; all else are his comments. I also note that the correct idiom is pitched battle, or else it's a battle that pits something against something else. (But I'm hardly one to remove the grammatical speck from my brother's eye.)

"A pitted battle over abortion has erupted in a small university town in Canada."

UWO's in London, Ontario, which has a population of about 340,000 -- not exactly small, and the 10th largest city in Canada in fact.

"a ‘bone’ tossed to the three Catholic colleges at this secular university in order to keep them quiet."

Um, no -- UWO (which was established by Bishop Hellmuth as an Anglican college back in the 19th century) is associated with three affiliate colleges. Brescia and Kings (aka The College of Christ the King) are indeed Catholic colleges; Huron College is Anglican. The three affiliates are near the main campus of UWO but not 'at' it or on it, and the colleges maintain their own teaching and administrative staffs, their own student admissions, and a bunch of other boring stuff. Students from the colleges do attend classes on Main Campus but the colleges also offer their own courses. UWO also had an affiliate college in Waterloo once upon a time -- Waterloo/Waterloo Lutheran College, now the independent Wilfrid Laurier University, which itself spun off the much larger University of Waterloo. OK, that last bit was just trivia, wasn't it?

2005-06-10T17:43:00.000-04:00

From a reader:

A pitted battle over abortion has erupted in a small university town in Canada. The University of Western Ontario will give honorary Doctors of Laws to two abortion activists this June: Dr Henry Morgentaler (the man who put abortion on the Canadian map) and Ms Doris Anderson. These awards are believed to be a stepping stone to awarding Dr Morgentaler the Order of Canada, this nation’s highest honour.

To add insult to injury, the university will give Notre Dame President Rev Malloy the same award at the same convocation: a ‘bone’ tossed to the three Catholic colleges at this secular university in order to keep them quiet. Many Catholics believe the award offered to Rev Malloy is an insult both to him and to Notre Dame. Because of the involvement of Notre Dame, American participation is urgently requested in the protest. This has become a huge struggle. The onslaughts of anti-Catholicism escalate daily. Please help us in any of the following ways:

Sign, circulate, and post this petition link to your website: http://uwoprotest.com/voice.php. Some people have been printing out the petition and posting it at their churches. From time to time people transfer the names from the petition sheet to the online petition.

Ask your priest to say a Mass for the unborn on June 16th. Wear a black armband in solidarity with the schoolchildren protesting in London. Tie a black ribbon to your car antennae. Have a moment of silence at noon. Any media coverage of these gestures will go a long way in giving women considering abortion pause to hesitate.

2005-06-01T04:47:00.000-04:00

Ph.D. weblogs, your clearinghouse for blogging doctorands -- 291 of them to be exact.

2005-05-29T04:49:00.000-04:00

Two more data points as evidence that the US is going sexually insane.

1) Guide for queer school boys distributed in middle and high schools in Brookline, MA, near Boston. (WARNING: EXTREMELY GRAPHIC. MALE NUDITY. SODOMITICAL FILTH.) Funded in part by the Jesuit Urban Center!! (HT Laura)

If the graphic sexual instructions don't send you into orbit, and you can make it to the last page without losing your lunch, N.B., on the last page: the guide gives these middle & high school gay boys directions to Boston Area gay bars. Repeat: The guide sends little boys to the bath houses, via the Boston public schools.

2) Rainbow Party, a book for orgy-minded young teenage girls, published by the childrens' lit imprint of Simon & Schuster. On a positive note, the Simon & Schuster comments box is filled with outrage! HT Mere Comments.

2005-05-29T04:43:00.000-04:00

I am flattered to have been mentioned on Ignatius Insights e-zine, thanks to Jeff Culbreath, esp. since the blogging has been very light lately with the new baby, dissertation and work.

To all the new Ignatius visitors to the Painted Stoa: peruse the links to the left and the archives.

2005-05-29T03:40:00.000-04:00

Welcome to the AOL searcher who came here looking for signs tubal ligation come undone!

Well, seeing as I have the medical knowledge of a Medieval barber (so saith Zorak) I can only come up with: (a) You're pregnant, (b) An increasing feeling of ovarian liberty.

But God acts in mysterious ways. Perhaps he was trying to bring these great sites to the attention of the Catholic blogosphere:

A message board on Tubal Ligation Syndrome, a debated medical phenomenon that may be another health risk to self-sterilization.

And even cooler: Second Chance Babies: Babies Born After Successful Tubal Ligation Reversal. Pro-lifers: link away!

2005-05-28T15:53:00.000-04:00

Something missing from your life as a couple?

2005-05-27T16:10:00.000-04:00

The reason for the terse posts is because my dissertation proposal has not yet been accepted by The Prof Who Will Make It Awesome. So I'm blogging between Hail Marys. If you like me, keep praying. The Prof is interested, but waffling because he's not sure he has the time. He's really overworked as it is. I don't want to be the doctorand who breaks the doctor's back.

2005-05-27T16:05:00.000-04:00

I'm glad a few priests report the widespread priestly difficulty of preaching on Trinity Sunday. Around here, I call it "bad homily Sunday." Thankfully, a few priests of the blogosphere have taken it upon themselves to remedy that deficiency.

Fr. Rob also offers a great expose on all the Catholics Representatives in the House who just voted for the Vampire Bill -- i.e. to extend embryonic stem cell research. Because if we can't kill the healthy and young to pay for the old and dying, the metaphor begun by our failing social security system remains only a metaphor, and our pleasure-centric culture-of-death utilitarianism hasn't worked itself out. And we all know how painful cognative dissonance is for hedonists.

2005-05-26T02:39:00.000-04:00

The transforming power of love as death; or, the mechanics of Cant. 8:6:

"And since charity puts to death that which we were, in order to become what we were not, love produces in us a kind of death. This is the death he died of, who said, 'The world is crucified to me, and I to the world.' ... Love is strong, it is powerful, it has great force, it is force itself."

-- St. Augustine, In Ps 121

2005-05-26T02:04:00.000-04:00

The Chevalier met the mini-mantis this past weekend, and we very much enjoyed the pleasure of her company and that of ASH. There is also a special happiness -- perhaps someone can find a terminus technicus for me -- in seeing two people you admire beginning to admire each other. Bonum est diffusivum sui is not quite right. "The happiness of friends communicates" is more accurate, but not a proverb as far as I know.

On that same theme, we also saw Ratty and Trav, who are always great to see. "Uncle Travis" made mini-mantis a custom mobile, but replaced the cute kid parts that dangle with plastic models of his professional equipment: an M-16, a claymore, some hand grenages, a commando knife, a tac light, etc., etc. Guaranteed to flip out the relatives. Here is a picture with the mobile, Trav's hand, and a hint of the super-cute mini-mantis.

Readers don't be alarmed. The ingestible G.I. Joe parts hang far away from baby's crib, where she can't get them. Thanks, Ratty and Trav!

2005-05-26T02:02:00.000-04:00

Gregorian chant 24/7 on internet radio, via Journey to Scetis.

2005-05-26T01:47:00.000-04:00

Via Fr. Jim, Voyager One is entering the outskirts of the solar system. It's truly amazing that thing is still sending back data -- at 160 bps! "Uplink communications is via S-band (16-bits/sec command rate) while an X-band transmitter provides downlink telemetry at 160 bits/sec normally and 1.4 kbps for playback of high-rate plasma wave data."

And you thought surfing the net on a dial-up modem was slow. To put it in perspective, you get 28,000 bits of data per second on a BAD day on a dial-up connection. I love the willpower combined with just-evolving digital tech that characterized so many of the the early space exploration missions. My '85 Buick probably has more computing power than the Titan-Centaur rocket that put Voyager into space.

Moving on to the other end of science, Cyprus makes its claim for oldest wine-producing Western Civ.

2005-05-26T00:51:00.000-04:00

Let the Arabs eat sand. We're pumping hydrogen from now on, says Prez.

Twice as expensive as gas? It won't cost $4.75/kg once you can make it in your backyard from water given the right hardware.

And O.O.'s little hint on getting hydrogen to be a household word again after the Hindenberg: DROP THE METRIC: what are you nuts? Selling in Kilograms? A sure recipe for the disaster of anything, except apparently, soda.

2005-05-26T00:47:00.000-04:00

I am surprised the DC panda-bear equivalent of Zurich's teddy bear scandal didn't occur. Really, now, is there anything the gay lobby can't sexualize? And the plight of the creators! Says the article: "The dominatrix bear's creators now seek a private home for their sadomasochist teddy..."

""This bear is perverse, dominatrix and hardcore. We had to ban it because of the children," Beat Seeberger-Quin, the project's art director, told Reuters."

Or, you could ban it because of the adults. It deserves a longer blog, but one of the main arguments we need to hammer out of the public square is this one: It's horrible and corrosive for children, but once you're eighteen, it's just a choice. Obviously, children enjoy less liberty because they are beinng morally formed, but society exists (by design or merely by necessary consequence) to form us morally. I think I've blogged about this false concept of the perfectly rational, autonomous will earlier.

2005-05-25T03:06:00.000-04:00

Personal prayer request
If you have a moment, offer a prayer for an intention of mine: I've been waiting to hear about an important decision that a prof will make concerning my dissertation proposal. Good news means I start research this summer. Bad news means I may go back to square one. I could really use this favor -- more accurately, my very patient wife & my daughter who needs a dad with a job are the ones who could use this favor.

I ask the assistance of my usual litany of heavenly patrons, and suggest that you invoke them as well: Our Lady, St. Joseph, St. Thomas Aquinas, St. Joseph Cupertino, St. John Vianney, St. Augustine, Bl. Karl of Austria, & St. John, intercede for me!

I certainly derived benefit from all your prayers during my exams. Please send me an Ave or Paternoster if you have a moment.

2005-05-25T01:52:00.000-04:00

A new lay Catholic magazine for men: Catholic Men's Quarterly, featuring humor, travel, sports, military history, apologetics and news.

2005-05-25T01:14:00.000-04:00

Cheever Tyler: Making Mory's More Like Naples

So I get the latest newsletter from the club, touting the new President of the Board, Cheever Tyler. The pull quote by his photo: "Our job is to chip away at this reputation of exclusivity." His photo is shot against the background of one of those urban murals. I kid you not. Mory's.

Tyler is supposed to steer the club through "the tide of pervasive social, academic and economic change that engulfs the university." Says Tyler: "there is no exclusivity associated with membership.... The reputation of exclusivity has been with Mory's since I was an undergraduate but it was never by intention. Yale is a place that is very selective about its students and that implies a certain degree of elitism. But once you are admitted to Yale, getting into Mory's is virtually a done deal."

The whole letter is as vapid as this. Several things come to mind:

First, surely some degree of "exclusivity" is present by design insofar as the club has always insisted upon having a sponsor to join? And in my not-so-distant day, it forbade membership to Freshman, precisely because (I presume) Freshmen cannot yet be expected to know how to act like mature Yalies who have picked up the decorum and traditions of the institution. I.e., work those awkward adolescent moments out in the dining hall, not at the club.

Second, Mory's has never been a close-knit, rabidly anglophilic club like the Lizzy. Because so many undergrads are Mory's members, it has always been the case that if you want to join, simply being an undergrad was tantamount to membership. If it always was "a done deal," what exactly does Tyler propose to change about that?

In other words: I don't see what Tyler wants in the first point, short of making Mory's a walk-in restaurant like any other in New Haven. If I want an anonymous classy restaurant in New Haven, I go to the Union League or La Trattoria (actually, never been to the latter), and just go and sit down there. If I want a CLUB, I go to a club. The second point isn't a goal, it's just a statement of fact.

Now here's the quote that will make you vomit your Welsh Rarebit faster than you can sing the first line of the Salvation Army Drinking Song:

"Many of the old Yale traditions were centered on some sort of exclusivity, but I think that sense of exclusivity -- the need for it -- has virtually disappeared within the Yale community."

1) Insofar as this is true, it is a BAD thing. (What happens as often is that a veneer of egalitarianism makes a nice face for an equally elitist but evil champagne socialism that only the rich can afford to propose. And their aesthetics, while somewhat less price, are absolutely awful.)

2) Mory's is an dining establishment. It takes minimal bravery to maintain an historical aesthetic here. It's not like Tyler is Kingman Brewster, who had major issues at stake in coeducating the college. I mean, what's Tyler going to do? Draw boobs on exactly 50% of the portraits of the sports captains that line the back stairs? Have a table for the homeless in the crew room? Either this is empty blather, or a declaration of incipient collapse of club atmosphere. I tell ya, it all started with banning smoking from the first floor...

I encourage any of you readers who have memberships (all 3 of you, I'd imagine) to write the new President of the Board and tell him to work out his issues in a long talk with Howard Dean and Jessie Jackson, and leave Mory's Mory's.

If all I wanted was mediocre food, wood panels, some old pictures, and all the boors in New Haven as table-mates, I'd go to Naples.

2005-05-24T19:29:00.000-04:00

NY Ball for Life. If the Becket Fund throw-down doesn't have enough celebrities for you, try this $200/night fundraiser.

(From the coordinator who e-mailed me:)

The stars are out tonight! Come for drinks, buffet dinner and dancing. This is a DON'T miss party.

TWENTIETH ANNUAL BALL FOR LIFE

Benefiting Good Counsel Homes which serves women and their children in crisis pregnancy situations.

HONORING
Peggy Noonan and Ambassador Faith Whittlesey

Honorary Co-chairmen Larry Kudlow & Sean Hannity

Black tie

Friday, June 3, 2005
8:00 pm - 12 midnight

New York Athletic Club
180 Central Park South
New York City

Order tickets here NOW - limited space!

www.ballforlife.org

2005-05-19T04:06:00.000-04:00

Book Meme | (Infected by Cnytr)

1. Total Number of Books I’ve Owned. Well over 1,000. I don't have an exact count. Could be pushing 1,200 by now.

2. Last Book I Bought. William Farmer's Synopticon. Yeah, eat your heart out, conservative Catholic rare book collectors who like Matthean priority synopses! I found a copy of this little gem. All mine. Mwuhahaha....

I suppose the question is distinct from (a) Last book I acquired, which was Herman Marcuse's Eros and Civilization (it was free, so what the hell) and (b) Last book acquired as a gift for someone else, thus not really "acquired," which would have been a collection of essays on William Dilthey for a friend.

3. Last Book I read. Richard Burridge, What are the Gospels? For work.

4. Five Books That Mean A Lot to Me:
(a) A Picture Book of Saints by Fr. Lovasik. Perhaps my most treasured volume. Growing up, this was like a Bible to me. Yes, that's incontrovertible proof I'm a cradle Catholic. We had a Bible in my parents' house, indeed, a rather lavishly illustrated one always on display in the living room, but we never read it as a family, and there was sooo much text, I never dove in. Too daunting. But I loved to look at all the bold illustrations of the Saints and read their short bios and think about how I might live that way. It made the Faith come alive in all its historical weight and international diversity. You can imagine how touched I was when Cacciaguida bought our daughter some Lovasik books for her baptism.

(b) Chronicles of Narnia, by C. S. Lewis. Pretty self-explanatory.

(c) Summa Theologiae by St. Thomas.

There's plenty enough said about the Summa. I never quite believed it until I began grad school. I'll give you just one example of why I love St. Thomas. In preparing for doctoral comps, I have to read a dozen books on Trinitarian theology. I read the articles in the Summa first. I am non-plussed. Ok. That was nice. Move on.

I then read the eleven other books. I get deep into the issues of post-Augustinian Western Trinitarian theology. I come back to the same articles in the Summa. I read them again. Not only are they crisp, clear statements -- they are amazingly humble, for Thomas never tells you that he is resolving some major difficulties in Western Trinitarian theology that needed ironing out for the past 800 years. That would mean focusing on him rather than ideas. That would devalue the preceeding tradition on which he relies. That would glorify his most recent contribution for its own sake, rather than for merely being right. So the learned will know what Thomas is doing, and appreciate his unique synthesis, but the simple will just get a nice, short clear statement of the matter.

So I realized: here was Thomas, doing something genuinely novel in the tradition, and very subtle, and dead on, 100% right, with no bells and whistles to announce his solution, but absolutely brilliant.

If an author does that to you once, you generally respect him. Thomas does this to me several times every year. (E.g., on operative grace earlier last year.) That's why I love Thomas. People who are forced to memorize him or read him as a reference work like an encyclopedia are completely missing the sublimity of his incredible mind.

(d) Plato's Parmenides. It all goes back to One. I fell in love with metaphysics after running into this dialogue like a brick wall.

(e) Jesus. There is no other text.

5. Tag 5 people and have them do this on their blog. Feh. Too lazy. Zorak, Eve, Ratty, Chevalier, & Keilholtz, are my 5 if they read this.

2005-05-18T13:00:00.000-04:00

"My response to the dissolution of civilization is reactionary counterdecadence." -- from a friend's friendster self-description.

I used to think like this, and in some ways, was quite good at it. But social morality is not a contract. Just because some people are royal screw-ups and in positions of authority doesn't give me carte blanche to ignore certain moral laws nominally on the books for everyone. I think conservatives of a creative stripe are more prone to think this way, esp. if you've ever had a run-in with Nietzsche. To me, the "reactionary counterdecadence" attitude bespeaks a lingering resentment that comes from deep dissappointment that there are no heroes or mentors these days in the more glorious positions in society -- people to imitate and support. (E.g., Reagan's one heck of a President, but he's still no Charlesmagne.) So if the modern world savages whatever mixed-up-but-good-hearted or beautiful-yet-powerless ideal I happen to find, I just savage their darlings right back. That's the great thing about post-modernism: the liberals don't kill you for being "irrational" anymore (at least when they're being honest). We are all supposed to admit that value systems are charades and private fetishes, so a good liberal must submit to being made to tolerate a counter-revolutionary savaging of his own darlings every now and again to prove he's no Robespierre.

So as cool as I think the slogan is -- and apologies to its coiner if he reads this: he's still an amazing guy -- it is at best a fire break strategy. And sometimes we need to fight fire with fire. But it is ultimately capitulating to post-modern terms. And it's not the Gospel. It neither sheds light in darkness, nor bespeaks the fact that the source of ideas transcends the world, and most importantly, the political arena. Better to do penance and walk the streets with a rope around one's neck like St. Charles Borromeo than exquisite counter-revolutionary decadence - no matter how fun it might be, and no matter how much the other guy has it coming to him.

I will pause now to allow certain collegiate friends a chance to collect their jaws from the floor.

2005-05-18T04:04:00.000-04:00

I want to see a webzine interview whoever is responsible for these crazy ads that have made grossly elongated, stupid-looking animals a household image:

2005-05-18T00:14:00.000-04:00

Yes, doctor, my heart feels....what the hell is that?!

A camera on top of a robotic torso with a flatscreen for a "face" is how the "doctor" now visits you in a hospital in London.

1) Is it too much damn trouble to walk down the hall?

2) If it's just a camera / screen setup, why the clunky robot lower body? Just have an intern carry the camera around and put the TV on in the room. TVs are in the rooms already...

3) As for "bedside manner" this would only cause patient ire, I'd imagine.

And before someone says "but it's for places that have no doctors far away," again, why the huge body and robot-like appearance? A small, portable camera and low-power, compact flatscreen are much easier just to set up and break down in a third-world hospital, no?