Jul 102015

Jimmy Carter opened his mouth and some words fell out. Nothing unusual about that – he is a politician. We haven’t had a politician who understands reticence since Coolidge*.  To give Jimbo credit, he summarizes the sentimental case for same-sex marriages beautifully:

“I believe Jesus would. I don’t have any verse in scripture. … I believe Jesus would approve gay marriage, but that’s just my own personal belief. I think Jesus would encourage any love affair if it was honest and sincere and was not damaging to anyone else, and I don’t see that gay marriage damages anyone else,” he said

Ouch. Talk about a rich target environment.  First, and first of all, as David Ould so capably explains, there’s Just One Question to ask:  have you read Matthew 19:4?  After that, about the only thing to say is that from this argument you can talk yourself in just about anything at all.  The standard, “not damaging to anyone else” is, shall we say, flexible.


* If you haven’t, read Amity Schlaes biography, Coolidge.  It’s a glimpse into a vanished world.

Jul 092015

I’m in the midst of a kind of disorderly Gene Wolfe and Tim Powers immersion.  In the case of Gene Wolfe, I’m going through his more recent novels for a second, sometimes third time.  Wolfe’s novels are infinite puzzle boxes, exhausting and exhilarating to read.

An Evil Guest  (2009) is set in the relatively near future: we have a “warp drive” enabling interstellar exploration, but the culture hasn’t changed a lot (or has it – Wolfe is rarely explicit).  I found this little bit in a scene in which the narrator is trying to get news about an attack on another character:

In an unrelated story, the Supreme Court has extended the period for post-parturition terminations to one year.  Civil rights organizations continue to press for five for defectives.

Mayor Houlihan has declared the city’s streets safer than ever as a result of the previously announced decline in police violence.  Many citizens seem to agree.”

And one of those citizens is described:

A young man with acne and a nascent beard shrugged. “I go out whenever.  Everything’s chief.” His shirt, open to the waist, revealed an obscene symbol worked in gold and suspended from his neck by a heavy gold chain.

The Land Across and Home Fires contain similar, side-eye glances at the path we may be on; but Wolfe never clobbers you over the head.  He’s sly, sardonic, and elusive.

Jul 082015

The radically cynical understanding is that the ravenous Leviathan-state is offering the illusion of complete sexual freedom (“oh! yummy”) as a narcotic to distract us while it consumes more important freedoms.  Or, that all this is just another part of the prolonged adolescence that our consumer-entertainment culture desires to impose.

Jun 292015

Denial is a River in the Heart

The heart is deceitful above all things, saith Jeremy, and desperately wicked. Who can know it?. Now here’s an instance we where we need no assumptions of the veracity of Scripture to agree with it; it’s truth is declared every day as we behold seething deceit, insatiable greed, violence, sudden and unaccountable lusts, selfishness amounting to clinical narcissism, betrayal, murderous anger; is there an end to the list? Nor are our own hearts exempt, though we spurn the knowledge. We are very happy loudly to proclaim the failings of others, but we exempt our selves. But none are exempt, and that’s perilous to ignore.

Awareness of our deceit should make us cautious.


Jun 042015

Would you read on?

An old man’s sleep comes grudgingly and stays briefly.  I’ve ever been an early riser; now I usually waken, rested and alert, in the small hours, when the things happen that we are not supposed to notice.


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Jun 032015

Odd spring.  Cooler than usual. if there is such a thing as “usual,” but my roses and peonies bloomed a little early. Here’s a pic of a favorite but somewhat tender rose – even planted next to the house on a south wall it dies way back every winter.  But the last two winters have been brutal.


It’s a pretty rose, though, a floribunda, heavily scented and delightful.

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Mar 202015

There’s some sort of kerfuffle amongst the barbarians because some Italian clothing makers deviated from the party line and wound up some Brit pop singer who reflexively called “Boycott!”  Now it’s the easiest thing in the world for me to boycott these guy’s clothing – I’m no where near their target audience or for that matter, size – just as I wouldn’t voluntarily listen to the singer’s product.  But why on earth we should be expected to look to either for moral instruction is beyond me.  Even more mysterious, that they should expect us to.

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