Friday, December 30, 2011
Tuesday, December 27, 2011
Sunday, December 25, 2011
1. Puer natus in Bethlehem, Alleluia.
Born is a boy in Bethlehem
For the joy of Jerusalem.
Wednesday, December 21, 2011
Saturday, December 17, 2011
Of course, you must expect your patient to be excited about—that day. She is a Christian, and it is only natural that her Christianity should provide her with a reason for excitement.
Tuesday, December 13, 2011
Sunday, December 11, 2011
Yes, you read that correctly. No, I don't mean Advent. Christmas. Because, while it is liturgically still very much NotChristmas, it is, based on the decorations that have been up in my office since the Monday after Thanksgiving, the price of air flights, and the attitudes of shoppers everywhere, Christmas in our hearts.
Thursday, December 8, 2011
Wednesday, November 30, 2011
Thursday, November 24, 2011
Wednesday, November 23, 2011
I do wish you would stick to your time table. The fact is that none of my advice will do you any good if you do not send in your reports promptly. You complain in your most recent report that my advice on the Slews "didn't apply" to your patient, because your patient was "an intellectual"!
Tuesday, November 15, 2011
Monday, November 7, 2011
Saturday, October 29, 2011
For years now I’ve had to share my birthday with creeps, spooks, spirits (not of the medicinal kind, from which Scrooge lived “on the total abstinence principle”), specters, phantoms, ghosts, ghouls, goblins, hobgoblins, trolls, gnomes, imps, sprites, elves (oh! many elves), witches, warlocks, wizards (avaunt thee, Potter!), fiends, demons, devils, monsters (non-incorporated), aliens; and the occasional space man, cowboy, or fairy princess.
Thursday, October 27, 2011
Thursday, October 20, 2011
I closed my last letter with a promise, you may recall, to look at the temptations your woman faces in living within the modern world—more precisely, those temptations that regard her femininity or, as the modern humans would put it, her "self-image." I said, and it is fortunately unquestionably true, that her perception of herself as a woman will be affected by the images of femininity around her, even if—mark you—even if she disapproves of, dislikes, or actually despises those images of femininity which the culture upholds.
Tuesday, October 18, 2011
Not too long ago I wrote about bad Christian art. Apparently lot of people share my distaste for the genre—in fact, four bloggers I follow have written on the same subject. Their critiques were all along similar lines; and while I differed with some of the detailed criticisms I found myself nodding my head, chuckling, and rolling my eyes with the other bloggers—
Thursday, October 13, 2011
Saturday, October 8, 2011
It was California, in the autumn of 1954, and a graduate student named Joanne had a problem. She had been having an affair with a Muslim immigrant, a man her father did not want her to marry; and she was pregnant. These were the days before abortion was socially acceptable, and Joanne decided to give her child up for adoption.
Wednesday, October 5, 2011
Then along came Brown v. Board of Education and the accompanying cases, "separate but equal" was revealed for the lie it was, and school busing began.
Friday, September 30, 2011
The one thing you must on no account forget is that your patient is a Woman. You must never assume that merely because a temptation or technique works well upon a man (I understand that your previous patients have all been men? It shows, Wumpick; it shows ...) that it can be applied with equal success to the opposite sex.
Sunday, September 25, 2011
Pregnancy Expands Vision.
Trrrrry Pregnancy! It's good for you! The inevitable demise of Social Security will cease to be a subject of concern. Your wish-fulfillment dreams will be fulfilled. You'll be able to throw out those anti-depressants and hypertension pills. Your marriage will be more stable. You won't get breast cancer. You will have visions!! see angels!!! (Oh, wait ... not that kind of vision ... ) You will create great art! (Somehow less exciting, but still kinda nice.) See, see; pregnancy is good for you!
Tuesday, September 20, 2011
It's true the truth would little flatter me,
But still I loathe my half-true hidden state,
For fear that my acquaintances might see
Some stains upon my soul, nor care how great
Thursday, September 15, 2011
It's not because they're all atheists and materialists and other things that disagree with me. I don't mind disagreements in the form of rational arguments. In fact, my addiction to rational argument is only slightly less strong than my addiction to sarcasm, which is proportionally less strong than my preferred brew of coffee. If reductionary evolutionists argued rationally for their beliefs—if they took pot shots at the Five Ways, for example—I might still have bones to pick with them, but the picking would be pleasant. But reductionary evolutionists don't much care for philosophical argument.
(Yes, click the link. No, those are not reductionary evolutionists. No, it's not relevant, except for 1:40-1:56. What, you wanted me to find just that exact sixteen seconds on YouTube? Sheesh . . .)
Friday, September 9, 2011
Thursday, September 8, 2011
1.Angelus ad virginem
Gabriel the angel came
Subintrans in conclave.
To Mary's room so softly,
Calmed the Virgin's humble fears
Demulcens inquit "Ave.
And spoke in sweetness lofty:
Wednesday, September 7, 2011
My dear Wumpick,
I am a little perplexed by your statement that you patient is lazy. In what do you suppose laziness among humans consists? Surely you do not think that mere dissatisfaction with their labors is enough to make them lazy or, in the Enemy’s eyes, guilty of the capital sin of Sloth?
Wednesday, August 31, 2011
Monday, August 8, 2011
Deny them your attention and they'll claim it all the same,
These critics who decry the culture, placing all the blame
For misery on music and immodesty on dress;
Who regret our use of money but who earn it nonetheless.
Tuesday, August 2, 2011
Tuesday, July 26, 2011
Wednesday, July 13, 2011
Just don't. You are so embarrassing me.
Friday, June 10, 2011
Laziness is only part of it, of course. This is an issue about which I care very deeply, as the following will hopefully make clear.
Wednesday, May 11, 2011
"Humor is the only test of gravity, and gravity of humor; for a subject which will not bear raillery is suspicious, and a jest which will not bear serious examination is false wit."
I have been remiss in writing for this blog lately, though not, I hasten to add, remiss in writing in general. Indeed, my general excess of activity in that area probably has something to do with my slacking here. Why spend the (little and it seems eternally shrinking) time I have to write in writing essays when song lyrics and snappy bits of dialogue are popping in and out the rabbit holes of the head? Why worry about the nature and destiny of man when the obvious problem at the moment is finding the right rhyme for "changes"?
Friday, April 15, 2011
In the meantime, and in honor of the Holy Week we are about to enter, here are some thoughts on the "Stabat Mater."
Let me remind you briefly of how the hymn begins. In the Latin:
Stabat mater dolorosa
juxta Crucem lacrimosa,
dum pendebat Filius.
Friday, April 1, 2011
Re: Speech given by President Obama, March 28th, 2011, concerning the conflict in Libya
What follows is a rough translation of the transcript of the American President's speech to his people. Although the speech was delivered in something that sounded like English, I found it perplexing at the time (despite my long experience among these people) and was forced to resort to a translator who interpreted the Fearless Leader's thoughts with Orkan clarity. I may say that I found his interpretation enlightening, and trust that Your Immenseness may think the same.
Thursday, March 10, 2011
The world is full today of people who are wrong, terribly wrong, about all kinds of things—things as important as abortion and as trivial as the number of piercings a woman should tolerate in her young man. (Answer to the last, in case you were wondering: None.) People who are wrong don't usually trouble me; at least, they don't put me out of temper. You can pray for them, laugh at them, argue with them or about them. You may not change their minds, but you can try. People who are wrong are rarely occasions of sin, qua being wrong. The ones who are intolerable are the ones who are sure they're right.
Friday, February 18, 2011
But I come not to bury Marcel, but to praise him—praise him in a limited way, but praise him nonetheless.