Tuesday, December 29, 2015
Monday, December 28, 2015
Sunday, December 27, 2015
Friday, December 25, 2015
Wednesday, December 23, 2015
The Capacious Lupe Fiasco
This young brother has unplugged from the Matrix. I just hope and pray he stays true.
Tuesday, December 22, 2015
Saturday, December 19, 2015
Friday, December 18, 2015
The Latest Madness From The Commonwealth Of Virginia
Augusta County Virginia schools closed due to Arabic calligraphy homework assignment.
Thomas Jefferson studied the Qur'an in Sale's translation, but these Virginians cannot even study the calligraphy of the Qur'an without the fear that they will be converted to Islam. Perhaps they secretly believe that the Qur'an is a very powerful book or they secretly doubt their own Christian convictions or some combination of the two.
We've gone from being a country of bigots, to being a country of hysterical bigots. Heavily-armed hysterical bigots...
Thursday, December 17, 2015
Wednesday, December 16, 2015
Tuesday, December 15, 2015
Monday, December 14, 2015
Wednesday, December 9, 2015
Sunday, December 6, 2015
Thursday, December 3, 2015
Friday, November 27, 2015
Thursday, November 26, 2015
Wednesday, November 25, 2015
Monday, November 23, 2015
Sunday, November 22, 2015
Fr. William K. Hubbell Centenary
Today I celebrate what would have been the 100th birthday of an old friend, Fr. Bill Hubbell of Lexington, Kentucky. I met Bill in August of 1978 and he and I became and remained friends until his passing in 2004. I cannot begin to explain our friendship--how it began or how it endured, mostly at a distance (I lived in Lexington only during the academic year 1978-1979); I can only say that despite distance in space and time and relative age (he was in his early sixties when we met, I was all of 18) we made some sort of connection--of sympathetic hearts and minds--that (though occasionally strained) would never break. I love him to this day, remember him frequently, miss him like a father or a brother--for, in many ways, he was both to me.
We come from Him/Her/It and we return to Him/Her/It. Rest in peace my friend.
Friday, November 20, 2015
Thursday, November 19, 2015
Monday, November 16, 2015
WWFD?
There comes a time in every sane life when the question simply must be asked:
What Would Falstaff Do?
Sunday, November 15, 2015
Saturday, November 14, 2015
Friday, November 13, 2015
Eliotic Religion
Although he was to be embraced by the ecclesiastical establishment, and in manner often seemed more priestly than the priests, he was not himself of that establishment. His central position was an orthodox one, but his stance within the English Church was critical and combative--his Thoughts After Lambeth...is marked by what is in places an ironic polemic against the fatuities of ecclesiastical utterance. His characteristic position remained the same: to adopt the tone and coloration of his surroundings, while at the same time preserving a skeptical detachment from them. In any case, he knew too much to be impressed by the conventional formulations which he attacked in his pamphlet, just as his own religion was so haunted by private obsessions that he could not accede to a conventional piety.
--Peter Ackroyd, T. S. Eliot: A Life (1984), p. 181.
Tuesday, November 10, 2015
Saturday, November 7, 2015
Saturday, October 31, 2015
Thursday, October 29, 2015
Saturday, October 24, 2015
Friday, October 23, 2015
Sunday, October 18, 2015
Saturday, October 17, 2015
Friday, October 16, 2015
Wednesday, October 14, 2015
Saturday, October 10, 2015
Credo
Because all men are brothers wherever men may be
One union shall unite us forever proud and free
No tyrant shall defeat us no nation strike us down
All men who toil shall greet us the whole wide world around.
My brothers are all others forever hand in hand
Where chimes the bell of freedom there is my native land
My brothers' fears are my fears, yellow white or brown,
My brothers' tears are my tears the whole wide world around.
Let every voice be thunder let every heart beat strong
Until all tyrants perish our work shall not be done
Let not our memories fail us, the lost years shall be found,
Let slavery's chains be broken the whole wide world around.
--Tom Glazer, 1947.
Thursday, October 8, 2015
Tuesday, October 6, 2015
Monday, October 5, 2015
Sunday, October 4, 2015
Saturday, October 3, 2015
Friday, October 2, 2015
Thursday, October 1, 2015
Wednesday, September 23, 2015
Sunday, September 20, 2015
My Gnostic Education
My Gnostic education fell between the years 1975 and 1995--or, to put it another way, between Born To Run and The Ghost of Tom Joad.
Over the course of those two decades, I was alternately lulled to sleep by, and awakened to the predicament of, life in these Orwellian States of Amnesia.
Unlike the classical Gnostics, however, I never acquired a contempt for life in the body. If anything, I acquired a contempt for any mode of thought that would lead to contempt for life in the body.
In '95 I read Ghazali's Deliverance From Error and discovered there the entry way to the "third road" that (Martin Heidegger's student) Hans Jonas spoke of in the epilogue to his book The Gnostic Religion: one that avoids "the dualistic rift" that the classical Gnostics posited between the human being and inhuman nature "and yet [contains] enough of the dualistic insight...to uphold the humanity of man" (Jonas, 340).
Throughout those tempestuous, formative decades, Bruce Springsteen was not only the troubadour of wild longing for an embodied transcendence but also a consistent witness to the facticity of human suffering. As such, he guaranteed my dissatisfaction with any philosophy or religious theory that promised disembodied salvation or ignored human suffering on the ground that it was ultimately illusory. He helped me keep my eye "clear as the bleb of the icicle."
Saturday, September 19, 2015
Friday, September 18, 2015
Wednesday, September 16, 2015
Saturday, September 12, 2015
A Philosophical Life
"Apprehending the world in terms of contexts of meaning is how Heidegger conceived of a philosophical life."
--Scott M. Campbell, The Early Heidegger's Philosophy of Life, 31.
Thursday, September 10, 2015
Monday, September 7, 2015
Sunday, September 6, 2015
Friday, September 4, 2015
Monday, August 31, 2015
Saturday, August 29, 2015
Blues For Allah Indeed
The Grateful Dead's famous "skeleton and roses" image was lifted from an English language edition of the Ruba'iyyat of Omar Khayyam.
The original artist may have been Edmund J. Sullivan.
Friday, August 28, 2015
Wednesday, August 26, 2015
Tuesday, August 25, 2015
Sunday, August 23, 2015
Thursday, August 20, 2015
Lucretius
"The great master of sympathy with nature, in my education, was Lucretius." --George Santayana, My Host The World, 134.
"A genius who warns you away from organized superstition and erotic frenzy might well be at a disadvantage these days. But Lucretius matters because no other poet teaches you so well not to fear death, a teaching in which Montaigne was Lucretius's follower. By bluntly dismissing survival and immortality, Lucretius seeks to bring you a freedom from dread and from melancholy, a freedom that most of us decline to accept...He confronts with serenity the violent world that his poem could not teach Vergil to bear serenely. His art is less varied than Vergil's, and its aesthetic effect upon me is not as great as Vergil's, but it does me more good to read Lucretius." --Harold Bloom, Genius, 68, 72.
Tuesday, August 18, 2015
Friday, August 14, 2015
Thursday, August 13, 2015
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