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endlesslyrocking
'Out of the cradle, endlessly rocking...'

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26 January 2010, Tuesday 8:36 P GMT-05
     I'm going home.  Say 'hi' to everyone for me...

'you just roll around Denver all day...'

26 January 2010, Tuesday 8:31 P GMT-05
     I've been to Denver, and Warren Zevon's the only songwriter who's done it justice...

aimless noodling...

26 January 2010, Tuesday 8:25 P GMT-05
     Forgot to mention that I'm back to work, at least a few hours a day.  We more or less shut down in the last week of November, and don't start up full time until Spring.  For now, I'm just collecting on outstanding accounts and planning the next season.  
     With that in mind, I'll spend a few hours at the home office in Chicago in mid-February, getting a bit of help from the Boss.  While there, I'll see some fine fellow bloggers - namely Tripp, Jennifer, and Clifton - for the first time, wander about the city a bit, and in the end, write off half my expenses...  Moving on...
     I need to hire someone at some point in the season, and don't know how to do that, at least, not how to work out their pay and taxes and what-not.  I've also set some ridiculous goals for this coming year, and need help in managing my time.  I can tell you that every eight weeks or so I plan to fly away somewhere and just sit for around four days, staring at an ocean, say, and reading and drinking... 
     Speaking of reading and drinking...well, at least drinking...I no longer like Maker's Mark bourbon.  It's not, well...let me think now...I've no technical vocabulary for this...I just don't think it's...you know...smooth...
     Oh, and have you yet paired creme brûlée with a bit of bourbon served neat?  Now that's a consolation on the way, my only friends...and, it's quite Lenten...
     Lessee, what else, what else?  I know...bought a chef's knife...a Shun eight inch with a granton edge to be precise...it and my enamelled dutch oven are among my Favorite Things.
     I need a nap.
     Peace out.
    

ah, another Lent...

26 January 2010, Tuesday 8:04 P GMT-05
     Lent fast approaches.  It's a fine time of the year, my friends, a fine time of the year.  That's all I'll say about it.
     Oh, you want to know what I'll be reading?  You mean, by way of spiritual stuff?  Well, lessee...

i guess i just don't care...

26 January 2010, Tuesday 7:54 P GMT-05
     You know, I've been looking over some books on Reformation history I read many years ago...folks like Oberman and Muller and Kolb...damn fine scholars who'll hip you to what the hell's going on...I recommend 'em all...  Still, after a while I realized...I'm just not into it any more...I just don't care to go through any fuss and bother to repristinate or reform or renew or otherwise tilt at the reality that it's over, so over...

for my friend Axegrinder...

26 January 2010, Tuesday 7:48 P GMT-05
     Thanks for the comments.
     Had Wendell around for thirteen years, my friend, and all that time I've lived in three apartments on the same alley and walked a half-dozen streets countless thousands of times.  Rootedness can be overrated...
     The Praise Band Collective, by the bye, seems to follow me aboot.  Over the past few years I've taken us to a number of parishes, with different logos on the shingle out front, only for 'em to catch Praise Band Fever hard upon our arrival.  The latest was that little Anglican church I kind of liked for a few weeks.  Now, granted, they're not going All The Way, with Powerpoints and the like, but the thought of a so-called 'Contemporary Service' at this tiny church in the Anglican Continuum just sent me over the edge.
     I have only one real objection to membership in an Orthodox church at this point - it's likely that were I to join, the particular parish would become the first in Orthodox history to install a Powerpoint Machine and hire an Emo Guitarist for their New Informal Praise And Worship With A Bagel Eucharistical Fling... 

so, that's done...

26 January 2010, Tuesday 7:41 P GMT-05
     I've made a decision that will annoy a lot of folks.  Some will laugh at me.  Some will be pissed off.  Most will just scratch their heads and stare in bemusement.
     I have no grand reason, no global point to make.  I don't care if anyone else would make the same decision.  It's the best I can do in my place and time - that's all.  Somewhere else, some other time and...who knows?  I might just go another way.  To be honest, it's like that Warren Zevon song - 'I appreciate the best/ But I'm settling for less/ I'm just looking for the next best thing'.
     That's all I'm going to say on the matter...

just a thought...

26 January 2010, Tuesday 7:26 P GMT-05
     Has it occured to anyone that it would have been far more scandalous had we discovered that Tiger Woods cheats at golf?  Think about it, dear reader, think about it...

some say he's an F1 driver coming out of retirement...

26 January 2010, Tuesday 7:19 P GMT-05
     ...others say he shills for Bacardi in his spare time because he likes the way the happy water smells...
     All we know is, everything said about The Stig is untrue...unless it's true that is...
     By the bye, it pleases me to think that The Stig is a priest from near the border with Scotland...don't know why...

and another thing...

19 January 2010, Tuesday 2:16 P GMT-05
     Gombrowitz as overstayed his welcome.  We all need a primer in the annihilation of cant - Byron's good here - but Gomby's saturation in Husserl and Sartre, and his smirkish condemnation of all that smacks of nobility and beauty as an expression of the irrepressible upupienie of anyone so unfortunate as to not be born Gombrowitz, has grown tiresome.

offhand thoughts on Milton...

19 January 2010, Tuesday 2:13 P GMT-05
     Love Milton, need Milton, but come now, let's reason together - for Milton matter must needs be eternal, and because all manner of hideousness follows from this, he made matter an attribute of God himself.  Coleridge has some things to say about this.  What's more, for Milton the Son is indeed coeternal; he's just a product of will.  I leave to the gentle reader the proof of the following proposition - in this, Milton, who is such a wonder and a genius and a damn fine poet to boot, a man who grasped as it were intuitively the snares of falleness, the man who made Satan at once a tyrant and a gnat drawing down derisive laughter while appearing to the fallen senses of readers everywhere a beautiful proto-Byronic hero - that man was a moron when it came to simple metaphysics.

odds and ends

19 January 2010, Tuesday 1:59 P GMT-05
     Finished the book purge yesterday by selling off eight more boxes of the things.  Lots of 'em were quite thick and heavy.  Also sold off half of our DVD's and two thirds of our CD's. 
     I'm suffering Excessive Book Clutter Withdrawal, but other than that things are fine.
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     You know, the only thing wrong with seminaries is that they're full of s-s-seminarians...
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     I've a couple pair of new eyeglasses - one of 'em prescription sunglasses.  Never had those before; always used the clip on thingy.  Anyway, this time bifocals were optional but strongly recommended.  Next time I'll need 'em for sure.  That's just three short years away, dear reader.
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     Been blogging now for six years.  ER's sixth anniversary comes round again mid-March.  How the hell did that happen?
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     You'll notice I've said nothing about the earthquake in Haiti.  That's because I've nothing to say.  Just give what you can and pray all the time - anything else is a waste of time.
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     Paul Griffiths thinks plagiarism is just fine.  I'll test that by reproducing his entire book under my name.
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     The Praise Band Collective has powers of surveillance and coercion that rival those of the CIA and the NSA combined.
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     I sometimes wonder if Shakespeare's 'Phoenix and the Turtle' doesn't tell you all you need to know about the Church's Trinitarian confession.
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     Found a Bible given to me thirty years ago by a friend of our family.  It's full of underlining and annotations in my early adolescent scrawl.  From what I gather, I never once read anything by Paul.  Genesis, the Prophets, the Song of Songs, Job, Ecclesiastes, the Gospels, 1 & 2 Peter, 1, 2, & 3 John, and the Revelation, all got a good once over at least, but I ignored Paul.  Funny, that.
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     The twenty-sixth anniversary of my baptism comes round in five days.  I want cake and lots of presents...
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     Insert something witty here for a conclusion. 

one more thing...

13 January 2010, Wednesday 7:37 P GMT-05
     Over the next year or so I'll also pick up a few good commentaries on various books of that there Bible the kids make such a fuss about...

take and read...

13 January 2010, Wednesday 7:30 P GMT-05
     Okay, this is cool, and so is this.

a war that will not end all wars

posted 15 January 2009, Thursday

     Seems there's a war in Gaza.  Seems there's folks none too happy about it.  This is no way to reach an agreement, don't you know.  Israel should offer concessions, should back off, should, oh I don't know, cease to exist - then the cycle of violence will come to an end.
     It won't.  When you face enemies who desire your annihilation, there is no 'solution', no compromise that will do anything other than postpone the Big War.  Not that there aren't, among the Palestinians and Arabs, those who have normal grievances that could find resolution in negotiation and inevitable compromise.  No, they're about - powerless they are at the moment, but they're about.  
     Oh, 'tis a hard word - the desire for peace, when unaccompanied by power, yields precisely nothing.
     Now, I have no use for apocalyptic fantasias about Israel, the New Temple, and the Last Days - for one thing, a Christian has no business hoping for a New Temple.  If you want to know why, read Hebrews.  Secondly, the 'Left Behind' brand of apocalyptic is parasitic on the real thing. 
     To clarify -
     Been in them there Last Days we have since Jesus came forth a squawking infant.  We'll remain in them there Last Days until he returns.  Of course, he appears to be taking his sweet time about it because, well, he is taking his sweet time about it - that's called 'mercy'.  He'll get here when he gets here. 
     We who are, ehem, left behind, are to witness to him, work for him - but we're explicitly ordered to pay no never mind to the time of his return.  As I like to say, perhaps too often for it to matter, we live on the edge of eternity -  in other words, he's always ever the one who is, who was, and who is coming...any minute now, any minute now.  Beyond that, it's none of our business. 
     Well, that's delightful so to say.  It also serves as a warning - no wonky dispensationalistical type justifications for Israel here. 
     No, I tend to support 'em because the goyim nearly wiped 'em out in a short span early last century, and they found themselves back in Palestine because the world put 'em there.  Oh, and it pleased the Arabs to create the ‘Palestinians' as a buffer and a proxy.  So, a policy of intentional immiseration and radicalization yielded predictable results - everlasting 'intifada', another excuse for 'jihad'.  Whatever.
     So, this war is disproportionate to be sure, but a war is only good in its ending, and a proportionate war is a never-ending war.  What's more, it never occurs to the casual, kind-hearted observer that Hamas provoked this war knowing that they had embedded themselves amongst civilians who would die in massive numbers as a result.  Yes, I'll say it - Hamas started a war designed to kill the very people they claim to represent.  This serves their larger interests.  It's actually pretty smart if you think about it.
     Does that sound cynical?  Talk to Hamas - I only work here.   
     Israel - off the hook is it?  No no no, not at all dear reader - no one is.  Still, it is surrounded by implacable enemies who have engineered a radicalized, determined, nihilistic proxy movement within its borders.  What else can Israel do but fight, and fight hard?  I for one don't like it - well, I try not to like it - but so what?  In this as in most matters of worldly consequence, I have no say because I have no power. 
     That's really for the best.