Friday, October 22, 2010
Wednesday, October 20, 2010
Separation of Church and State: O'Donnell v. Coons
Coons is simply smarter than O'Donnell in the Delaware Senate race. He may even be a better person and though Democrat more conservative in important ways!
O'Donnell comes off as more of a thug, despite her gender, when the heat is on.
Nonetheless, though I prefer Coons in the Senate, I wish that O'Donnell had done a better job representing the issue of constitutional separation of Church and State, in their most recent debate.
Coons stood by separation of Church and State. And that is alright, in the broad sense. If there is a state-sponsored religion, it might not be mine! And that would upset me! Right?
O'Donnell, for her part, challenged the separation concept slightly. She asked, correctly, "Where in the Constitution is sepation of church and state?"
The word "separation" is not there, but the concept is: "Congress shall make no law respecting," among other things, "an establishment of religion." That's "separation" enough for me.
But when I say, "I favor separation because I would not want a government-sponsored religion," I don't mean, and no one should mean, that the concept should govern all of reality in a simple-minded fashion from banning state-sponsored churches to controlling syllables falling from the mouths of government employees doing their work to prohibiting paper clips bent into the shape of an Muslim moon on a Department of Agriculture desk.
The First Amendment, and the Fourteenth Amendment (which probably intended to extend the First Amendment prohibitions to the States), WERE UNDOUBTEDLY NOT INTENDED TO MAKE "POLITICAL CORRECTNESS" THE PERSON-DAMNING, PERSON-DOOMING LAW OF THE LAND.
George Washington SIGNED the Constitution. He PRESIDED OVER the Consitutional Convention. He was our FIRST PRESIDENT.
How did he interpret the First Amendment Establishment of Religion Clause?
In his First Inaugural Adrerss, after he was elected President under the Constitution, he spent almost ONE-THIRD of the time talking about GOD.
Proof: My word counter says that the address is 1,433 words in length. 423 words are in the paragraphs about God. 423/1433 = 29.51%. See http://www.bartleby.com/124/pres13.html.
Suppose a Congressional Page had walked up to Washington and whispered in his ear, "Sir, you are misinterpreting the document which you just signed. When you said, in that document, by your signature beneath those words, 'Congress shall make no law respecting an establishment of religion,' it means that all government officials may not even favorably speak of God while doing their work -- including you at this moment."
Which answer is George Washington most likely to have given?
(1) "Sir, you are mistaken. In fact, your words are so mistaken, I wonder if you are an insane man. Get off this podium, so that I can continue talking about that Almighty Being who rules over the universe, the benign Parent of the Human Race."
...or...
(2) "I'm sorry! I made a mistake!"
O'Donnell comes off as more of a thug, despite her gender, when the heat is on.
Nonetheless, though I prefer Coons in the Senate, I wish that O'Donnell had done a better job representing the issue of constitutional separation of Church and State, in their most recent debate.
Coons stood by separation of Church and State. And that is alright, in the broad sense. If there is a state-sponsored religion, it might not be mine! And that would upset me! Right?
O'Donnell, for her part, challenged the separation concept slightly. She asked, correctly, "Where in the Constitution is sepation of church and state?"
The word "separation" is not there, but the concept is: "Congress shall make no law respecting," among other things, "an establishment of religion." That's "separation" enough for me.
But when I say, "I favor separation because I would not want a government-sponsored religion," I don't mean, and no one should mean, that the concept should govern all of reality in a simple-minded fashion from banning state-sponsored churches to controlling syllables falling from the mouths of government employees doing their work to prohibiting paper clips bent into the shape of an Muslim moon on a Department of Agriculture desk.
The First Amendment, and the Fourteenth Amendment (which probably intended to extend the First Amendment prohibitions to the States), WERE UNDOUBTEDLY NOT INTENDED TO MAKE "POLITICAL CORRECTNESS" THE PERSON-DAMNING, PERSON-DOOMING LAW OF THE LAND.
George Washington SIGNED the Constitution. He PRESIDED OVER the Consitutional Convention. He was our FIRST PRESIDENT.
How did he interpret the First Amendment Establishment of Religion Clause?
In his First Inaugural Adrerss, after he was elected President under the Constitution, he spent almost ONE-THIRD of the time talking about GOD.
Proof: My word counter says that the address is 1,433 words in length. 423 words are in the paragraphs about God. 423/1433 = 29.51%. See http://www.bartleby.com/124/pres13.html.
Suppose a Congressional Page had walked up to Washington and whispered in his ear, "Sir, you are misinterpreting the document which you just signed. When you said, in that document, by your signature beneath those words, 'Congress shall make no law respecting an establishment of religion,' it means that all government officials may not even favorably speak of God while doing their work -- including you at this moment."
Which answer is George Washington most likely to have given?
(1) "Sir, you are mistaken. In fact, your words are so mistaken, I wonder if you are an insane man. Get off this podium, so that I can continue talking about that Almighty Being who rules over the universe, the benign Parent of the Human Race."
...or...
(2) "I'm sorry! I made a mistake!"
Tuesday, October 19, 2010
The Great Real Estate Question
Hypothetical: A smiling, very pretty little real estate agent shows a house to a newly-married couple. It is well-constructed. The major components -- roof, windows, furnace, air-conditioner -- are recently installed and ship-shape and so won't need replacing for decades. It is in a good neighborhood. The husband says, "Wow! What a deal! Why such a good price?"
"The widow who owned it had to move," the real estate agent explains. "She asked me not to invade her privacy too much by explaining more than that to persons interested in buying her home."
"Well, tell her that we'll take it!," the wife declares, smiling. "Where can we sign on the dotted line?"
A month-and-a-half later, closing occurs. An attorney appears for the widow, and signs for her under the authority of a Power of Attorney. 90% of the purchase price is mortgaged. The newlyweds are locked-in to 30 years of debt, but they are happy with their new home.
After they have moved-in, they hear knocking in the walls at night, they feel clouds of cold here and there in the house, they hear footsteps on the floors, and they are constantly awakened by tapping on their hips at night.
After a few weeks, a neighbor tells the disturbed couple, "Wow, we thought that this house could not possibly sell! And why do you both have such deep, dark circles under your eyes?"
"Why didn't you think that anyone would buy the house?," asks the wife.
"Oh, because of the double murder there last year! The wife murdered her unfaithful husband, and then she murdered her own son when he tried to stop her from murdering her husband! She was taken away in handcuffs by police, and is still awaiting trial! Ever since then, this place has been outrageously haunted! Even the police are afraid to go in! If you ask me, the market value of that house is about 2 cents!"
Shocked, the couple rush over to the real estate agent's office, and say, "You defrauded us! You know that we would never have bought this house had we known that there was a double murder, there! Who will ever buy it from us? And the murders left behind ghosts! We can't sleep there at night! The ghosts won't let us rest! It's terrifying, there!"
"So sue me!," answers the real estate agent. "I told you what I could! I called the seller a 'widow' and I said that she 'had to move.' She did, when they cuffed her! And then I resorted to the right of privacy. That should have been enough to tip you off! We have a duty to our clients, and this particular client insisted that the embarrassing accusations against her -- and they are ONLY 'accusations'; she's presumed innocent until proven guilty, right? -- be kept private! Do YOU have constitutional rights? Well, SHE DOES, TOO! And besides that, you don't REALLY believe in GHOSTS, do you?"
And the real estate agent drives to the bank and deposits her commission check, smiling.
Fraud?
"The widow who owned it had to move," the real estate agent explains. "She asked me not to invade her privacy too much by explaining more than that to persons interested in buying her home."
"Well, tell her that we'll take it!," the wife declares, smiling. "Where can we sign on the dotted line?"
A month-and-a-half later, closing occurs. An attorney appears for the widow, and signs for her under the authority of a Power of Attorney. 90% of the purchase price is mortgaged. The newlyweds are locked-in to 30 years of debt, but they are happy with their new home.
After they have moved-in, they hear knocking in the walls at night, they feel clouds of cold here and there in the house, they hear footsteps on the floors, and they are constantly awakened by tapping on their hips at night.
After a few weeks, a neighbor tells the disturbed couple, "Wow, we thought that this house could not possibly sell! And why do you both have such deep, dark circles under your eyes?"
"Why didn't you think that anyone would buy the house?," asks the wife.
"Oh, because of the double murder there last year! The wife murdered her unfaithful husband, and then she murdered her own son when he tried to stop her from murdering her husband! She was taken away in handcuffs by police, and is still awaiting trial! Ever since then, this place has been outrageously haunted! Even the police are afraid to go in! If you ask me, the market value of that house is about 2 cents!"
Shocked, the couple rush over to the real estate agent's office, and say, "You defrauded us! You know that we would never have bought this house had we known that there was a double murder, there! Who will ever buy it from us? And the murders left behind ghosts! We can't sleep there at night! The ghosts won't let us rest! It's terrifying, there!"
"So sue me!," answers the real estate agent. "I told you what I could! I called the seller a 'widow' and I said that she 'had to move.' She did, when they cuffed her! And then I resorted to the right of privacy. That should have been enough to tip you off! We have a duty to our clients, and this particular client insisted that the embarrassing accusations against her -- and they are ONLY 'accusations'; she's presumed innocent until proven guilty, right? -- be kept private! Do YOU have constitutional rights? Well, SHE DOES, TOO! And besides that, you don't REALLY believe in GHOSTS, do you?"
And the real estate agent drives to the bank and deposits her commission check, smiling.
Fraud?
Monday, October 18, 2010
A Football Question, Believe It or Not
One of the Eagles' touchdowns yesterday gave rise to this question.
The quarterback tosses the ball. The receiver is IN the end zone, standing behind the goal line, waiting to receive the ball.
The ball is a little bit high.
So, the receiver jumps up from the end zone grass and catches it WHILE he is airborne.
A player from the defense knocks the receiver forward, WHILE he is still airborne.
The receiver, holding the ball, flies forward so that his body slams down onto the ground on the FIELD side of the goal line. AFTER he is on his stomach, the toe of ONE of his shoes touches the grass on the END ZONE side of the goal line.
Even if we assume that the ball broke the plane of the goal line as the receiver was catching it while airborne, and that the receiver was, himself, flying ABOVE the end zone WHEN he caught the ball in his arms, at no point in time did a STANDING or RUNNING player actually HOLD the ball while BOTH feet were on the ground BEHIND the goal line.
Touchdown?
ABSURD EXAGGERATED HYPOTHETICAL #1 TO CONSIDER, AT THE SAME TIME: On a windy day, the thrown ball breaks the plane of the goal line while in the air, but the wind blows it back ACROSS the goal line into the field, where it is caught, and the player is tackled after never crossing the goal line. Touchdown?
ABSURD EXAGGERATED HYPOTHETICAL #2 TO CONSIDER, AT THE SAME TIME: Receiver catches the ball; the ball itself never breaks the plane of the goal line, but as the receiver is tackled but before he hits the ground one toe of the receiver touches the grass in the end zone. Touchdown?
The reason for the hypotheticals is this: I think that in neither case would a ref call a touchdown, because the ref is looking for CONTROL of the ball BEHIND the goal line.
Did that ever happen in the case of the Eagles' touchdown, yesterday?
The quarterback tosses the ball. The receiver is IN the end zone, standing behind the goal line, waiting to receive the ball.
The ball is a little bit high.
So, the receiver jumps up from the end zone grass and catches it WHILE he is airborne.
A player from the defense knocks the receiver forward, WHILE he is still airborne.
The receiver, holding the ball, flies forward so that his body slams down onto the ground on the FIELD side of the goal line. AFTER he is on his stomach, the toe of ONE of his shoes touches the grass on the END ZONE side of the goal line.
Even if we assume that the ball broke the plane of the goal line as the receiver was catching it while airborne, and that the receiver was, himself, flying ABOVE the end zone WHEN he caught the ball in his arms, at no point in time did a STANDING or RUNNING player actually HOLD the ball while BOTH feet were on the ground BEHIND the goal line.
Touchdown?
ABSURD EXAGGERATED HYPOTHETICAL #1 TO CONSIDER, AT THE SAME TIME: On a windy day, the thrown ball breaks the plane of the goal line while in the air, but the wind blows it back ACROSS the goal line into the field, where it is caught, and the player is tackled after never crossing the goal line. Touchdown?
ABSURD EXAGGERATED HYPOTHETICAL #2 TO CONSIDER, AT THE SAME TIME: Receiver catches the ball; the ball itself never breaks the plane of the goal line, but as the receiver is tackled but before he hits the ground one toe of the receiver touches the grass in the end zone. Touchdown?
The reason for the hypotheticals is this: I think that in neither case would a ref call a touchdown, because the ref is looking for CONTROL of the ball BEHIND the goal line.
Did that ever happen in the case of the Eagles' touchdown, yesterday?
Tuesday, October 5, 2010
How I Say the Rosary...The Baptism of Jesus
Because most Christians do not understand "the economics of salvation," they do not understand that not only did Jesus not need baptizing, but also that it would have been a disaster for humanity if He had needed baptizing!
If Jesus had needed baptizing, then He would no longer have been the blemishless paschal lamb sacrificed to purchase grace from loving God's perfect brutal justice, which exacts eye-for-an-eye payment for sins. God would not have "seen" his sacrifice. They would have been "as filthy rags," as Isaiah puts it.
No grace would have issued from Jesus' sacrifice, and mankind, down here on Earth, would have been a faithless, self-aggrandizing monster, because that final ingredient of humanity -- grace -- would never have been added to the mix.
So, why was Jesus baptized?
Because He was "leading the way" through the sacramental procedure.
I also think that He was telling us something about Himself and salvation theology.
How was Jesus baptized -- by pouring or immersion?
Some art shows by pouring...http://www.davidmacd.com/images/jesus_baptism.jpg
Some art shows by immersion...http://www.davidmacd.com/images/jesus_baptism.jpg
Some art shows both, to avoid the issue...http://www.pitts.emory.edu/woodcuts/1670Font/00010532.jpg
In fact, in the Gospel narratives when Jesus is actually baptized it is clearly by immersion, but when He talks about it in John he refers to it as "bathing" -- a "washing away" of sins, the logic behind pouring.
I prefer the immersion procedure myself, because of the statement it makes about Baptism theology.
Calling it "Baptism by immersion" is a little bit of a misnomer. They should call it, "Baptism by coming out of the water."
Sea water is an expression of the Abyss Type, for the Sea of Damnable Souls -- sinners.
Potable -- non-salty -- river and stream water is the River Type, for Salvation.
Salty streams, however, are expressions of the Abyss Type.
The Jordan River is, and always has been, a salty stream.
Coming out of the Jordan River dramatized that one was no longer a part of the Sea of Damnable Souls.
By coming out of the Jordan, Jesus dramatized what happens to us when we are baptized.
In His case, though, Jesus is "He Who Was Made to Be Sin Who Did Not Know Sin," 2 Corinthians 5:21. In Jesus' case, He was simply the One Made to Be Sin, from the Sea of Damnable Souls.
I'll repeat the structure I devised, then post the Bible verses which I consider to be relevant to a consideration of the named Mystery.
ROSARY STRUCTURE:
The Sign of the Cross.
The Apostles Creed.
One Our Father.
One Hail Mary.
One Glory Be.
One Oh My Jesus ("Oh, my Jesus, forgive us our sins," etc.)
Then, the announcement, "First Joyful Mystery: The Annunciation."
Then, one Our Father.
Then, I actually really do "contemplate the Mystery."
Then, after contemplating the Mystery, I say one Hail Mary, one Glory Be, and one Oh My Jesus.
Then I repeat the cycle, beginning with the announcement of the next Mystery, and the Our Father, followed by contemplation of that Mystery, and so on.
BIBLE VERSES TO CONTEMPLATE:
Matthew 3:13-17, but in light of John 13:5-10, and also in light of 1 Kings 18:1-46, especially Verse 44 in light of Psalm 77:16 and Exodus 15:22-25.
Genesis 7:6-16, but in light of 1 Peter 3:20-21. How? By getting wet? No. By being "rised-out-of" the "Sea of Damnable Souls" by the ark -- the Church.
If Jesus had needed baptizing, then He would no longer have been the blemishless paschal lamb sacrificed to purchase grace from loving God's perfect brutal justice, which exacts eye-for-an-eye payment for sins. God would not have "seen" his sacrifice. They would have been "as filthy rags," as Isaiah puts it.
No grace would have issued from Jesus' sacrifice, and mankind, down here on Earth, would have been a faithless, self-aggrandizing monster, because that final ingredient of humanity -- grace -- would never have been added to the mix.
So, why was Jesus baptized?
Because He was "leading the way" through the sacramental procedure.
I also think that He was telling us something about Himself and salvation theology.
How was Jesus baptized -- by pouring or immersion?
Some art shows by pouring...http://www.davidmacd.com/images/jesus_baptism.jpg
Some art shows by immersion...http://www.davidmacd.com/images/jesus_baptism.jpg
Some art shows both, to avoid the issue...http://www.pitts.emory.edu/woodcuts/1670Font/00010532.jpg
In fact, in the Gospel narratives when Jesus is actually baptized it is clearly by immersion, but when He talks about it in John he refers to it as "bathing" -- a "washing away" of sins, the logic behind pouring.
I prefer the immersion procedure myself, because of the statement it makes about Baptism theology.
Calling it "Baptism by immersion" is a little bit of a misnomer. They should call it, "Baptism by coming out of the water."
Sea water is an expression of the Abyss Type, for the Sea of Damnable Souls -- sinners.
Potable -- non-salty -- river and stream water is the River Type, for Salvation.
Salty streams, however, are expressions of the Abyss Type.
The Jordan River is, and always has been, a salty stream.
Coming out of the Jordan River dramatized that one was no longer a part of the Sea of Damnable Souls.
By coming out of the Jordan, Jesus dramatized what happens to us when we are baptized.
In His case, though, Jesus is "He Who Was Made to Be Sin Who Did Not Know Sin," 2 Corinthians 5:21. In Jesus' case, He was simply the One Made to Be Sin, from the Sea of Damnable Souls.
I'll repeat the structure I devised, then post the Bible verses which I consider to be relevant to a consideration of the named Mystery.
ROSARY STRUCTURE:
The Sign of the Cross.
The Apostles Creed.
One Our Father.
One Hail Mary.
One Glory Be.
One Oh My Jesus ("Oh, my Jesus, forgive us our sins," etc.)
Then, the announcement, "First Joyful Mystery: The Annunciation."
Then, one Our Father.
Then, I actually really do "contemplate the Mystery."
Then, after contemplating the Mystery, I say one Hail Mary, one Glory Be, and one Oh My Jesus.
Then I repeat the cycle, beginning with the announcement of the next Mystery, and the Our Father, followed by contemplation of that Mystery, and so on.
BIBLE VERSES TO CONTEMPLATE:
Matthew 3:13-17, but in light of John 13:5-10, and also in light of 1 Kings 18:1-46, especially Verse 44 in light of Psalm 77:16 and Exodus 15:22-25.
Genesis 7:6-16, but in light of 1 Peter 3:20-21. How? By getting wet? No. By being "rised-out-of" the "Sea of Damnable Souls" by the ark -- the Church.
Saturday, October 2, 2010
How Is VERIZON's High Speed Internet Doing?
Frequently, it's really, really, really slo-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-ow.
The Night Sky
I'm pretty sure that I dealt with this subject before, but I'm going to do it again, anyway, because it is so interesting.
When you look up at the stars at night, you think, "Oh! Look at the stars up there!"
But that is a mistake.
Strictly speaking, those stars are not now there.
What you are looking at is where each star was, in the past, at a large variety of different times in the past. And sometimes even that is not true, due to any effect called "gravitational lensing."
The 3 nearest stars, Proxima Centauri, Alpha Centauri and Alpha Centauri B, all visible from the southern hemisphere, are all a little over 4 light years away. That means that the light from them took a little over 4 years to reach the Earth. So, when you look up at them from Brazil, you see them where they WERE, a little over 4 years ago, NOT where they are.
Barnard's Star, the next closest star, about 6 light years away, is seen where it was 6 years ago. And more than any other star, it is not even close to its apparent position. It moves very fast through the sky.
Wolf 359 is almost 8 light years away. When you look at it, you are seeing it where it was 8 years ago.
Do you see the problem?
The problem gets larger and larger with naked-eye views of the sky, until we get to the Andromeda Galaxy.
Andromeda Galaxy is 2 million light years away.
As the two million year old light from Andromeda tries to pass the Milky Way Galaxy, where we are, the gravity of our galaxy actually bends the beam of starlight from Andromeda, so that when the light falls upon the Earth, what appears up above the horizon may actually be below the horizon -- not anywhere near where we see it, not just because it has moved substantially since the light from Andromeda which we are seeing on Earth today left Andromeda 2 million years ago, but also because that light has had a lot of time to be bent in our direction by gravity.
You are seeing where it was 2 million years ago, not where it is today.
When you look up at the stars at night, you think, "Oh! Look at the stars up there!"
But that is a mistake.
Strictly speaking, those stars are not now there.
What you are looking at is where each star was, in the past, at a large variety of different times in the past. And sometimes even that is not true, due to any effect called "gravitational lensing."
The 3 nearest stars, Proxima Centauri, Alpha Centauri and Alpha Centauri B, all visible from the southern hemisphere, are all a little over 4 light years away. That means that the light from them took a little over 4 years to reach the Earth. So, when you look up at them from Brazil, you see them where they WERE, a little over 4 years ago, NOT where they are.
Barnard's Star, the next closest star, about 6 light years away, is seen where it was 6 years ago. And more than any other star, it is not even close to its apparent position. It moves very fast through the sky.
Wolf 359 is almost 8 light years away. When you look at it, you are seeing it where it was 8 years ago.
Do you see the problem?
The problem gets larger and larger with naked-eye views of the sky, until we get to the Andromeda Galaxy.
Andromeda Galaxy is 2 million light years away.
As the two million year old light from Andromeda tries to pass the Milky Way Galaxy, where we are, the gravity of our galaxy actually bends the beam of starlight from Andromeda, so that when the light falls upon the Earth, what appears up above the horizon may actually be below the horizon -- not anywhere near where we see it, not just because it has moved substantially since the light from Andromeda which we are seeing on Earth today left Andromeda 2 million years ago, but also because that light has had a lot of time to be bent in our direction by gravity.
You are seeing where it was 2 million years ago, not where it is today.
How I Say the Rosary...The Marriage Feast at Cana
I am glad that the Pope made the Marriage Feast at Cana a separate mystery of the Rosary, because the theology in that story is so important.
I'll repeat the structure I devised, then post the Bible verses which I consider to be relevant to a consideration of the named Mystery.
ROSARY STRUCTURE:
The Sign of the Cross.
The Apostles Creed.
One Our Father.
One Hail Mary.
One Glory Be.
One Oh My Jesus ("Oh, my Jesus, forgive us our sins," etc.)
Then, the announcement, "First Joyful Mystery: The Annunciation."
Then, one Our Father.
Then, I actually really do "contemplate the Mystery."
Then, after contemplating the Mystery, I say one Hail Mary, one Glory Be, and one Oh My Jesus.
Then I repeat the cycle, beginning with the announcement of the next Mystery, and the Our Father, followed by contemplation of that Mystery, and so on.
BIBLE VERSES TO CONTEMPLATE:
John 2:1-12.
In effect, the Marriage Feast at Cana story is the Catholic answer to the Protestant objection to the Catholic theology assigning to Mary a special role in the New Testament salvation process. It really is amazing how squarely this story answers objections.
To understand what I mean, you have to understand how Bible typology, built into the Bible's words by the Holy Spirit, works.
WINE = the saving blood of Christ. Matthew 26:27-28.
JARS, POTS = Mankind, us. Genesis 2:7; Jeremiah 19:10-12. The fact that the jars in this story are called "stone" means that they were "stoneware," a variety of turned clay pot heated to great hardness, not carved out of stone.
SIX (stone pots) = evil. Proverbs 6:16.
TWO (measures) = the Church. Genesis 7:9, where we see God's people entering the Church saving them.
THREE (measures) = the Will of God. The Wioll of Go0d, the Commnandments, were brought down by Moses from the mountain on the third day, Exodus 19:16, of the third month, Exodus 19:1.
WATER (potable) = salvation. Isaiah 12:3.
Now, look at the order of things in the story...
They come to need the saving blood of Christ.
Mary intercedes with her son, as Catholics say she does on behalf of mankind.
At first, Jesus gives the Protestant answer: Bug off! This is God's business! Not yours! And your timing is lousy!
But Mary is nonetheless confident that her cheap human intercession will be heeded.
As we Catholics maintain, Jesus heeds her intercession, anyway!
He takes six jars -- evil humanity -- and has water -- salvation -- put into them, and then he changes the water into wine -- he "activates" salvation with his saving blood.
All of this inhj response to Mary's intercession.
I'll repeat the structure I devised, then post the Bible verses which I consider to be relevant to a consideration of the named Mystery.
ROSARY STRUCTURE:
The Sign of the Cross.
The Apostles Creed.
One Our Father.
One Hail Mary.
One Glory Be.
One Oh My Jesus ("Oh, my Jesus, forgive us our sins," etc.)
Then, the announcement, "First Joyful Mystery: The Annunciation."
Then, one Our Father.
Then, I actually really do "contemplate the Mystery."
Then, after contemplating the Mystery, I say one Hail Mary, one Glory Be, and one Oh My Jesus.
Then I repeat the cycle, beginning with the announcement of the next Mystery, and the Our Father, followed by contemplation of that Mystery, and so on.
BIBLE VERSES TO CONTEMPLATE:
John 2:1-12.
In effect, the Marriage Feast at Cana story is the Catholic answer to the Protestant objection to the Catholic theology assigning to Mary a special role in the New Testament salvation process. It really is amazing how squarely this story answers objections.
To understand what I mean, you have to understand how Bible typology, built into the Bible's words by the Holy Spirit, works.
WINE = the saving blood of Christ. Matthew 26:27-28.
JARS, POTS = Mankind, us. Genesis 2:7; Jeremiah 19:10-12. The fact that the jars in this story are called "stone" means that they were "stoneware," a variety of turned clay pot heated to great hardness, not carved out of stone.
SIX (stone pots) = evil. Proverbs 6:16.
TWO (measures) = the Church. Genesis 7:9, where we see God's people entering the Church saving them.
THREE (measures) = the Will of God. The Wioll of Go0d, the Commnandments, were brought down by Moses from the mountain on the third day, Exodus 19:16, of the third month, Exodus 19:1.
WATER (potable) = salvation. Isaiah 12:3.
Now, look at the order of things in the story...
They come to need the saving blood of Christ.
Mary intercedes with her son, as Catholics say she does on behalf of mankind.
At first, Jesus gives the Protestant answer: Bug off! This is God's business! Not yours! And your timing is lousy!
But Mary is nonetheless confident that her cheap human intercession will be heeded.
As we Catholics maintain, Jesus heeds her intercession, anyway!
He takes six jars -- evil humanity -- and has water -- salvation -- put into them, and then he changes the water into wine -- he "activates" salvation with his saving blood.
All of this inhj response to Mary's intercession.
Thursday, September 30, 2010
MRSA Recommendations -- Again
Because it continues to spread among people we know, here, again, are my recommendations for coping with MRSA.
MRSA is one of the boil-causing staph bacteria turned into a highly-contagious, extremely-drug-resistant super bug capable of turning into a subcutaneous ("beneath-the-skin") infection in which it dissolves the flesh. The variety I had -- called the "Camden County Jail strain" by one epidemiologist -- has a 16% death rate.
Health care professionals and writers are fond of repeating the tired old shibboleth, "Everybody carries MRSA somewhere on their body." But who cares!!! I wish they would stop saying that!!!
The question is, Do you have an infectious and communicable MRSA presence anywhere on your body?
You should assume that you have an infectious and communicable presence of MRSA on your body if you or a member of the family living with you have boils, if you or a member of the family living with you have cellulitis, if you or a member of the family living with you have been diagnosed with MRSA, or if you or a member of the family living with you have to engage in special measures to keep from reinfecting yourself with MRSA and to keep from spreading it to others.
If you are a MRSA carrier -- meaning you carry an infectious and communicable presence on your body -- you are carrying it in one or all of the following ways.
Assume all.
(1) In your boil or boils.
(2) In your subcutaneously-infected flesh.
(3) In a colonized area inside your body.
(4) As an invisible sheath on your skin.
(5) In your anus and in your defecation (your poop).
(6) In your nostrils.
Everybody in our society wants to pop pills to solve their problems. "Doctor, give me some pills to make my MRSA go away." But MRSA is different. Even if you stop the current infection, there is a good chance that you will carry it for years, and that you will repeatedly reinfect yourself and others, unless you do something about your infectious and communicable MRSA presence.
MRSA is so hard to beat, and it is so communicable, that I believe that ultimately every human being will get it. It is really depressing, and it is very, very, very dangerous.
So, learn about it.
How did I get MRSA? My wife brought it home. Someone carrying it in his bowels went to the bathroom where she worked, did not wash his hands thoroughly enough afterwards, shook my wife's hand, and she scratched an itch, injecting herself.
When she developed boils, we did not know that this meant that she was carrying a wildly communicable presence on her skin. Every time she sat on the toilet seat at home, she left an invisible sheath of MRSA bacteria behind on the toilet seat. Our sons, sitting on the toilet seat after her, all got it.
For some reason -- probably because of natural resistance -- I got it last of all.
It began as a giant boil "orbited" by a set of smaller "mini-boils" on the right cheek of my butt. They were extremely painful until they popped. When they popped they were extremely bloody -- MRSA is a "flesh-dissolving" bacterium. Antibiotics did not work well.
Later, in subsequent reinfections, I got the disease on my fingers, twice on my scrotum, once in one of my testicles, on my arms, thighs, knees, neck and scalp.
In one of my scrotum infections, it "turned cellulitic," and began to infect my entrails, and probably came within a day-or-so of killing me, except that the variety I carried was subject to the antibiotic Vancomycin. Not all are.
The following are the measures we developed for dealing with MRSA in our house. They work. Learn them, and use them.
(1) GETTING RID OF THE INFECTIOUS AND COMMUNICABLE PRESENCE ON YOUR SKIN AND IN YOUR NOSTRILS. In effect, we are talking about a numbers game, here. If you have an infectious and communicable MRSA presence on your skin, then showering once a day is not enough.
Showering twice a day may not be enough.
To get rid of MRSA, take a soapy shower three times a day -- early in the morning, in the evening after work, and at night just before bed.
The logic is this. When you shower, the shower washes off about 90% of the bacteria on your body. NOT "all" of the bacteria "from 90% of your body," but rather "90% of the bacteria from all parts of your body." In other words, all parts of your body still have 10% of the infectious and communicable MRSA presence. In one day -- maybe even in less than one day -- the MRSA can fully repopulate your skin with an infectious and communicable MRSA presence.
As you increase the number of showers per day, you decrease the post-shower percentage to such a low point that it takes longer than one day to regenerate an infectious and communicable MRSA presence.
The effect of that is that every time you take one of your multiple daily showers, the infectious and communicable MRSA presence becomes smaller and smaller until it vanishes.
You don't need some kind of "magical soap" to shower with. Some think that pHisohex prescribed by a doctor is necessary. It's not. Anti-bacterial soap isn't necessary. But, soap is. Ordinary, cheap Ivory Soap is fine.
When you shower, use one of those shower heads on a hose, so that you can very thoroughly clean out "the dark places" -- you anal and crotch areas.
Also, use the power setting on the shower head to fire lukewarm water up your nostrils. Do this with every shower. It will hurt, but you will get used to it. It will help to wipe-out the MRSA presence in your nose.
(2) GETTING RID OF THE MRSA BACTERIA IN YOUR FLESH -- INFECTIONS AND COLONIES. One of the infectious disease specialists we consulted explained that MRSA has one great goal -- it wants to eat the iron in your hemoglobin in your blood.
So, it occurred to me that I might be able to upset the MRSA's eating habits by oxygenating my blood.
So, I began to walk one hour every morning and one hour every night, day-in and day-out, day after day.
I walked at a forced-march rate -- 4 mph -- so that I was breathing heavily and so really oxygenating my blood.
It worked!
Within 24 hours, my giant MRSA boil began to vanish.
Within I week, they were gone completely.
Doing this every day for a year seemed to finally kill the colony in my testicular region. I could finally have unprotected sex with my wife without reinfecting her.
Suppose the infected person is a baby, or disabled. How can they walk at 4 mph twice a day? They can't. So, I suggested hyperbaric (high pressure) oxygen to one doctor for his infant patient.
THE MRSA PRESENCE IN MY BOWELS. The infectious and communicable MRSA presence in my bowels was the biggest problem. Proving that it was still there is easy. If I skipped taking showers on a weekend, pretty soon I started getting this very sweet-smelling scent inside my underpants -- the MRSA odor. Clearly, MRSA from my anal aperture were repopulating the skin oil and sweat in my personal region.
But then I remembered something I had heard in the hospital -- MRSA and other bacteria don't like a high (alkaline) pH. They want a low (acetic) pH environment.
So, on a particular Friday, I got up at 6:00 a.m., and once every half-hour, on the half hour, I took one Tum, and washed it down with Metamucil in water (to keep things loose -- just Tums might have turned my bowels into hopelessly constipating "concrete.") By midnight, I had taken 37 Tums in one day!
I got very, very, very sick. I was in agonizing pain all night.
But, I believe that poisoning myself in this way eliminated the MRSA bacteria in my bowels -- I'm not getting the sweet smell in my undies anymore.
OTHER MEASURES: THE TOILET. If you have that infectious and communicable MRSA presence, you are dangerous to your family. You could literally kill them. This is not an insignificant thing.
And MRSA is most easily communicated via the toilet seat. The infectious and communicable MRSA presence on your skin, and breaking wind into the toilet, leave a terrible infectious and communicable MRSA presence behind of the toilet seat. If someone else sits on it after the infected person's use, they are going to get MRSA, guaranteed.
So, adopt a rule in the house that if even one person has the infectious and communicable MRSA presence, EVERYBODY in the house has to clean the TOP AND BOTTOM of the toilet seat with any NON-AMMONIA cleaner BEFORE AND AFTER each toilet use.
By such a rule, everybody is protected by two toilet cleanings between each use, and the potty seat stops becoming MRSA infection generator #1.
OTHER MEASURES: THE WASH. The infected person should be given the job of washing and drying all of his own clothes and sheets and blankets in the washer and dryer. This is because his clothing becomes heavily infested with MRSA bacteria and bacterial spores. Just lifting them up and putting them down fills the ambient air with clouds of MRSA bacteria and spores. Let him or her breathe his or her own bacteria and spores. If anyone has at least some immunity, it will be that person, so he or she is the best candidate for doing the wash.
OTHER MEASURES: SEX. In effect, MRSA is a venereal disease. Sex will communicate an infectious and communicable MRSA presence.
Condoms won't help. The main problem is the MRSA on the skin and in the sexual sweat AROUND the penis and vagina, and condoms don't address that.
If you don't want to give someone else MRSA via sex, get rid of the infectious and communicable MRSA presence, or don't have sex. Simple. You're stuck.
MRSA is one of the boil-causing staph bacteria turned into a highly-contagious, extremely-drug-resistant super bug capable of turning into a subcutaneous ("beneath-the-skin") infection in which it dissolves the flesh. The variety I had -- called the "Camden County Jail strain" by one epidemiologist -- has a 16% death rate.
Health care professionals and writers are fond of repeating the tired old shibboleth, "Everybody carries MRSA somewhere on their body." But who cares!!! I wish they would stop saying that!!!
The question is, Do you have an infectious and communicable MRSA presence anywhere on your body?
You should assume that you have an infectious and communicable presence of MRSA on your body if you or a member of the family living with you have boils, if you or a member of the family living with you have cellulitis, if you or a member of the family living with you have been diagnosed with MRSA, or if you or a member of the family living with you have to engage in special measures to keep from reinfecting yourself with MRSA and to keep from spreading it to others.
If you are a MRSA carrier -- meaning you carry an infectious and communicable presence on your body -- you are carrying it in one or all of the following ways.
Assume all.
(1) In your boil or boils.
(2) In your subcutaneously-infected flesh.
(3) In a colonized area inside your body.
(4) As an invisible sheath on your skin.
(5) In your anus and in your defecation (your poop).
(6) In your nostrils.
Everybody in our society wants to pop pills to solve their problems. "Doctor, give me some pills to make my MRSA go away." But MRSA is different. Even if you stop the current infection, there is a good chance that you will carry it for years, and that you will repeatedly reinfect yourself and others, unless you do something about your infectious and communicable MRSA presence.
MRSA is so hard to beat, and it is so communicable, that I believe that ultimately every human being will get it. It is really depressing, and it is very, very, very dangerous.
So, learn about it.
How did I get MRSA? My wife brought it home. Someone carrying it in his bowels went to the bathroom where she worked, did not wash his hands thoroughly enough afterwards, shook my wife's hand, and she scratched an itch, injecting herself.
When she developed boils, we did not know that this meant that she was carrying a wildly communicable presence on her skin. Every time she sat on the toilet seat at home, she left an invisible sheath of MRSA bacteria behind on the toilet seat. Our sons, sitting on the toilet seat after her, all got it.
For some reason -- probably because of natural resistance -- I got it last of all.
It began as a giant boil "orbited" by a set of smaller "mini-boils" on the right cheek of my butt. They were extremely painful until they popped. When they popped they were extremely bloody -- MRSA is a "flesh-dissolving" bacterium. Antibiotics did not work well.
Later, in subsequent reinfections, I got the disease on my fingers, twice on my scrotum, once in one of my testicles, on my arms, thighs, knees, neck and scalp.
In one of my scrotum infections, it "turned cellulitic," and began to infect my entrails, and probably came within a day-or-so of killing me, except that the variety I carried was subject to the antibiotic Vancomycin. Not all are.
The following are the measures we developed for dealing with MRSA in our house. They work. Learn them, and use them.
(1) GETTING RID OF THE INFECTIOUS AND COMMUNICABLE PRESENCE ON YOUR SKIN AND IN YOUR NOSTRILS. In effect, we are talking about a numbers game, here. If you have an infectious and communicable MRSA presence on your skin, then showering once a day is not enough.
Showering twice a day may not be enough.
To get rid of MRSA, take a soapy shower three times a day -- early in the morning, in the evening after work, and at night just before bed.
The logic is this. When you shower, the shower washes off about 90% of the bacteria on your body. NOT "all" of the bacteria "from 90% of your body," but rather "90% of the bacteria from all parts of your body." In other words, all parts of your body still have 10% of the infectious and communicable MRSA presence. In one day -- maybe even in less than one day -- the MRSA can fully repopulate your skin with an infectious and communicable MRSA presence.
As you increase the number of showers per day, you decrease the post-shower percentage to such a low point that it takes longer than one day to regenerate an infectious and communicable MRSA presence.
The effect of that is that every time you take one of your multiple daily showers, the infectious and communicable MRSA presence becomes smaller and smaller until it vanishes.
You don't need some kind of "magical soap" to shower with. Some think that pHisohex prescribed by a doctor is necessary. It's not. Anti-bacterial soap isn't necessary. But, soap is. Ordinary, cheap Ivory Soap is fine.
When you shower, use one of those shower heads on a hose, so that you can very thoroughly clean out "the dark places" -- you anal and crotch areas.
Also, use the power setting on the shower head to fire lukewarm water up your nostrils. Do this with every shower. It will hurt, but you will get used to it. It will help to wipe-out the MRSA presence in your nose.
(2) GETTING RID OF THE MRSA BACTERIA IN YOUR FLESH -- INFECTIONS AND COLONIES. One of the infectious disease specialists we consulted explained that MRSA has one great goal -- it wants to eat the iron in your hemoglobin in your blood.
So, it occurred to me that I might be able to upset the MRSA's eating habits by oxygenating my blood.
So, I began to walk one hour every morning and one hour every night, day-in and day-out, day after day.
I walked at a forced-march rate -- 4 mph -- so that I was breathing heavily and so really oxygenating my blood.
It worked!
Within 24 hours, my giant MRSA boil began to vanish.
Within I week, they were gone completely.
Doing this every day for a year seemed to finally kill the colony in my testicular region. I could finally have unprotected sex with my wife without reinfecting her.
Suppose the infected person is a baby, or disabled. How can they walk at 4 mph twice a day? They can't. So, I suggested hyperbaric (high pressure) oxygen to one doctor for his infant patient.
THE MRSA PRESENCE IN MY BOWELS. The infectious and communicable MRSA presence in my bowels was the biggest problem. Proving that it was still there is easy. If I skipped taking showers on a weekend, pretty soon I started getting this very sweet-smelling scent inside my underpants -- the MRSA odor. Clearly, MRSA from my anal aperture were repopulating the skin oil and sweat in my personal region.
But then I remembered something I had heard in the hospital -- MRSA and other bacteria don't like a high (alkaline) pH. They want a low (acetic) pH environment.
So, on a particular Friday, I got up at 6:00 a.m., and once every half-hour, on the half hour, I took one Tum, and washed it down with Metamucil in water (to keep things loose -- just Tums might have turned my bowels into hopelessly constipating "concrete.") By midnight, I had taken 37 Tums in one day!
I got very, very, very sick. I was in agonizing pain all night.
But, I believe that poisoning myself in this way eliminated the MRSA bacteria in my bowels -- I'm not getting the sweet smell in my undies anymore.
OTHER MEASURES: THE TOILET. If you have that infectious and communicable MRSA presence, you are dangerous to your family. You could literally kill them. This is not an insignificant thing.
And MRSA is most easily communicated via the toilet seat. The infectious and communicable MRSA presence on your skin, and breaking wind into the toilet, leave a terrible infectious and communicable MRSA presence behind of the toilet seat. If someone else sits on it after the infected person's use, they are going to get MRSA, guaranteed.
So, adopt a rule in the house that if even one person has the infectious and communicable MRSA presence, EVERYBODY in the house has to clean the TOP AND BOTTOM of the toilet seat with any NON-AMMONIA cleaner BEFORE AND AFTER each toilet use.
By such a rule, everybody is protected by two toilet cleanings between each use, and the potty seat stops becoming MRSA infection generator #1.
OTHER MEASURES: THE WASH. The infected person should be given the job of washing and drying all of his own clothes and sheets and blankets in the washer and dryer. This is because his clothing becomes heavily infested with MRSA bacteria and bacterial spores. Just lifting them up and putting them down fills the ambient air with clouds of MRSA bacteria and spores. Let him or her breathe his or her own bacteria and spores. If anyone has at least some immunity, it will be that person, so he or she is the best candidate for doing the wash.
OTHER MEASURES: SEX. In effect, MRSA is a venereal disease. Sex will communicate an infectious and communicable MRSA presence.
Condoms won't help. The main problem is the MRSA on the skin and in the sexual sweat AROUND the penis and vagina, and condoms don't address that.
If you don't want to give someone else MRSA via sex, get rid of the infectious and communicable MRSA presence, or don't have sex. Simple. You're stuck.
Tuesday, September 28, 2010
What Is Free Speech?
Hypothetical: You have an 18 year old Catholic son. He volunteers, and gets shipped out to Afghanistan. There, he befriends local Muslims, and one night, while reading a storybook to a group of laughing Muslim children through a translator, a suicide bomber jumps into the room where this is going on. As the suicide bomber tries to let go of his spring-loaded dead man switch, your son grips the switch and wrestles the bomber out the door into a pit outside, where the bomb goes off, killing your son.
Muslims, fellow soldiers, nation and family all mourn the tragic loss of your son.
You greet the C-5A bearing your son's body at Dover AFB, and then make funeral arrangements.
The next day, Westboro Baptist Church in Topeka, Kansas has protestors outside the New Jersey Catholic Church where the funeral is about to take place. Their signs say, "Does a soul belonging to a faggot-protecting religion go to Heaven?" "He fought and died for an Army which protects faggots. He's Hell-bound." "He died giving aid and comfort to members of the same religion which burned our families alive in the Twin Towers."
When you see the signs as you walk into Church, you collapse to the ground in tears.
Are the protestors engaging in Constitutionally-protected free speech?
Muslims, fellow soldiers, nation and family all mourn the tragic loss of your son.
You greet the C-5A bearing your son's body at Dover AFB, and then make funeral arrangements.
The next day, Westboro Baptist Church in Topeka, Kansas has protestors outside the New Jersey Catholic Church where the funeral is about to take place. Their signs say, "Does a soul belonging to a faggot-protecting religion go to Heaven?" "He fought and died for an Army which protects faggots. He's Hell-bound." "He died giving aid and comfort to members of the same religion which burned our families alive in the Twin Towers."
When you see the signs as you walk into Church, you collapse to the ground in tears.
Are the protestors engaging in Constitutionally-protected free speech?
Sunday, September 19, 2010
Not Encouraging: President Obama Dropped the Reference to God Out of His Reading of the Declaration of Independence
These is the exact wording of the Declaration of Independence:
We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness.
In a speech to the Congressional Spanish Caucus Institute on September 15, Obama spoke exactly as follows:
“We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are crated equal. [Long Pause] Endowed with certain inalienable rights: life and liberty, and the pursuit of happiness.”
You can see it here...
http://www.theblaze.com/stories/revisionist-recitation-obama-omits-creator-while-quoting-declaration/
We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness.
In a speech to the Congressional Spanish Caucus Institute on September 15, Obama spoke exactly as follows:
“We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are crated equal. [Long Pause] Endowed with certain inalienable rights: life and liberty, and the pursuit of happiness.”
You can see it here...
http://www.theblaze.com/stories/revisionist-recitation-obama-omits-creator-while-quoting-declaration/
How I Say the Rosary...The Baptism of the Lord
I'll repeat the structure I devised, then post the Bible verses which I consider to be relevant to a consideration of the named Mystery.
ROSARY STRUCTURE:
The Sign of the Cross.
The Apostles Creed.
One Our Father.
One Hail Mary.
One Glory Be.
One Oh My Jesus ("Oh, my Jesus, forgive us our sins," etc.)
Then, the announcement, "First Joyful Mystery: The Annunciation."
Then, one Our Father.
Then, I actually really do "contemplate the Mystery."
Then, after contemplating the Mystery, I say one Hail Mary, one Glory Be, and one Oh My Jesus.
Then I repeat the cycle, beginning with the announcement of the next Mystery, and the Our Father, followed by contemplation of that Mystery, and so on.
BIBLE VERSES TO CONTEMPLATE:
Jesus did not need baptizing. If He did, then He was not the "blemishless lamb" whose death purchased grace for mankind.
So, probably He did what He did to institute the sacrament.
He may also have been talking to us, with His actions. Compare Matthew 3:16 with the verses at 1 Kings 17:1, and 18:41-46.
Remember that the sea symboilizes the Sea of Damnable Souls in typology.
But, why would Christ come OUT OF the Sea of Damnable Souls, in His Baptism.
Paul figured it out, at 2 Corinthians 5:21. Though sinless, He ended up being treated as though He were sin, itself.
ROSARY STRUCTURE:
The Sign of the Cross.
The Apostles Creed.
One Our Father.
One Hail Mary.
One Glory Be.
One Oh My Jesus ("Oh, my Jesus, forgive us our sins," etc.)
Then, the announcement, "First Joyful Mystery: The Annunciation."
Then, one Our Father.
Then, I actually really do "contemplate the Mystery."
Then, after contemplating the Mystery, I say one Hail Mary, one Glory Be, and one Oh My Jesus.
Then I repeat the cycle, beginning with the announcement of the next Mystery, and the Our Father, followed by contemplation of that Mystery, and so on.
BIBLE VERSES TO CONTEMPLATE:
Jesus did not need baptizing. If He did, then He was not the "blemishless lamb" whose death purchased grace for mankind.
So, probably He did what He did to institute the sacrament.
He may also have been talking to us, with His actions. Compare Matthew 3:16 with the verses at 1 Kings 17:1, and 18:41-46.
Remember that the sea symboilizes the Sea of Damnable Souls in typology.
But, why would Christ come OUT OF the Sea of Damnable Souls, in His Baptism.
Paul figured it out, at 2 Corinthians 5:21. Though sinless, He ended up being treated as though He were sin, itself.
If There Are No Aliens "Out There," Then Why Would God Put Space "Out There"?
When I opine to religious friends that I balance in favor of us being alone -- there may be relatively intelligent animals, but there are no aliens with self-knowledge and free will -- they usually respond, "But then why would got put so much space out there, with so much in it (as in the photo of galaxies, above)?
My answer is that we are midway between two empty worlds, the microscopic world of subatomic particles, and the macroscopic world of space.
The subatomic world is devoid of tiny little intelligent guys. Yet, it is filled with literally uncountable numbers of particles wafting hither and yon, doing this and doing that, completely oblivious to us.
If God can do that MICROscopically, why not do the same thing MACROscopically?
In truth, I think that space represents opportunity -- it is the frontier we could go to if we put our backs, and our social organization and good will, into it.
It is there for us.
Will we get there before wrap-up time?
I don't know. As I said in the prior post, we appear to be in The Great Falling Away.
The fuse appears to be lit.
Are the Organized Churches Collapsing?
An evangelistic Protestant minister told me the other night that in his opinion all of the great organized churches, Catholic, Protestant and Orthodox, are collapsing, while small, independent churches are thriving.
While I think that in the long run he is wrong about small, independent churches, he is right about the large church organizations. Modern distractions -- especially the screens in our screen culture -- are eroding culture severely, including the desire to access organized religion. Women and "out-ed" active homosexuals going into the ministry and leading congregations, and the Catholic Church being plagued with ostensibly celibate homosexual wolves pursuing "prime beef" among young males in their flock -- these things are signs NOT of social advance but rather of the ghettoization of the churches and their abandonment to the effeminate.
In my opinion, we are in the midst of an event predicted in the Bible -- sometimes called "the Great Falling Away." Paul, in 2 Thessalonians, says,
1 We ask you, brothers, with regard to the coming of our Lord Jesus Christ and our assembling with him,
2 not to be shaken out of your minds suddenly, or to be alarmed either by a "spirit," or by an oral statement, or by a letter allegedly from us to the effect that the day of the Lord is at hand.
3 Let no one deceive you in any way. For unless the apostasy comes first [the Second Coming will not occur]
...
5 do you not recall that while I was still with you I told you these things?
"The apostasy" in 2 Thessalonians 3 seems to be a large, general departure from the churches employed by Paul as a pre-end marker. Thus the loose translation, "The Great Falling Away."
But there is what may be an odd reference to the current crisis in the Catholic Church, in the Book of Revelation, which is ironic grounds for hope. More later. GTG.
While I think that in the long run he is wrong about small, independent churches, he is right about the large church organizations. Modern distractions -- especially the screens in our screen culture -- are eroding culture severely, including the desire to access organized religion. Women and "out-ed" active homosexuals going into the ministry and leading congregations, and the Catholic Church being plagued with ostensibly celibate homosexual wolves pursuing "prime beef" among young males in their flock -- these things are signs NOT of social advance but rather of the ghettoization of the churches and their abandonment to the effeminate.
In my opinion, we are in the midst of an event predicted in the Bible -- sometimes called "the Great Falling Away." Paul, in 2 Thessalonians, says,
1 We ask you, brothers, with regard to the coming of our Lord Jesus Christ and our assembling with him,
2 not to be shaken out of your minds suddenly, or to be alarmed either by a "spirit," or by an oral statement, or by a letter allegedly from us to the effect that the day of the Lord is at hand.
3 Let no one deceive you in any way. For unless the apostasy comes first [the Second Coming will not occur]
...
5 do you not recall that while I was still with you I told you these things?
"The apostasy" in 2 Thessalonians 3 seems to be a large, general departure from the churches employed by Paul as a pre-end marker. Thus the loose translation, "The Great Falling Away."
But there is what may be an odd reference to the current crisis in the Catholic Church, in the Book of Revelation, which is ironic grounds for hope. More later. GTG.
Saturday, September 18, 2010
Are Federal and State Political and Judicial Leaders Guilty of Conspiracy to Rape?
The title of this post is not a joke. It is a serious question.
Suppose I have a jail filled with reports of homosexual rape. Correctional officers hear screams in a cell, run to it, and there they see two thug inmates holding down an inmate while a third thug inmate shoves his X into the held-down inmate's Y and Z. Let's say that there are hundreds of cases of this every year in the jail, and report after report after report is filed, detailing witnessed homosexual rapes. A raw count verifies that one out of three inmates get it by force in the Y and Z.
Let's say that this goes on in jails across each state, in every state in the United States.
But no one ever fixes the problem, because fixing the problems of bad guys is politically unpopular.
Instead, the phenomenon is used by cops as a weapon of terror during arrest -- "I hope that you have some Vaseline with you, Fred, because you're going to need it, where you're going!" (I actually heard a sergeant-at-arms say that once in court to a newly-convicted defendant.) And Gary Sinise taunts fictionalized defendants with that line in "CSI New York."
In one of my cases, years ago, the defendant was this wonderful, innocent visitor from Somalia with no criminal record at all who was driving down Ridge Avenue in Philadelphia when a speeding car coming in from the right went through a red light and slammed into the Somali's car, spinning it around, and damaging the Somali's accelerator so that it was locked at the speed the Somali had been traveling. The Somali national screamed helplessly as his car, brakes smoking, sped into a crowd of churchgoers, injuring 6, including a man whose two legs had to be amputated. While the emotionally crushed, traumatized Somali jabbered at police in the Somali language, the white guy who really caused the accident calmly told police that HE had had the green light. African American police assumed that the white guy was telling the truth, did no search for witnesses, and had the Somali incarcerated, awaiting trial, under $50,000 bail. (I later found a group of 5 witnesses sitting on a local tavern's steps who saw the accident, who took bets that the innocent black guy got arrested.)
The Detention Center was overcrowded that day, so they put the Somali in Holmesburg Prison (still open, then) where he was held-down and forcibly raped again and again and again.
So, it happens. In this morning's Philadelphia Inquirer the editorial, headlined "Prison equals rape," discusses this problem. It notes that the federal Bureau of Justice Statistics estimated that 88,500 prisoners in federal and state prison were raped by homosexual inmates or guards in the last 12 months.
Suppose I run a nursing home that really is the last stop before the funeral home for 99% of the patients.
And suppose I, the owner, am fully aware that the place is a Bedlam of homosexual rape, ultimately for about one-third of the patients.
But I do NOTHING to solve the problem, but smilingly tease the new patients, after their families leave, with the words, "I hope you brought Vaseline, Joe!"
Aren't I GENUINELY guilty of the crime of Conspiracy to Rape, and shouldn't I GENUINELY go to prison for the rest of my life, if my actions (keeping the place open) and inaction (doing nothing to stop the rapes) causes helpless screaming patient after helpless screaming patient -- HUNDREDS -- to be relentlessly raped, again and again and again.
I have long believed that every judge who knowingly sentences inmates to such places, and every prosecutor who knowingly tries to put inmates in such places, and every governor and mayor and correctional officer who jokingly tolerates the problem, is guilty of Conspiracy to Rape, and should be tried, convicted, and imprisoned.
Suppose I have a jail filled with reports of homosexual rape. Correctional officers hear screams in a cell, run to it, and there they see two thug inmates holding down an inmate while a third thug inmate shoves his X into the held-down inmate's Y and Z. Let's say that there are hundreds of cases of this every year in the jail, and report after report after report is filed, detailing witnessed homosexual rapes. A raw count verifies that one out of three inmates get it by force in the Y and Z.
Let's say that this goes on in jails across each state, in every state in the United States.
But no one ever fixes the problem, because fixing the problems of bad guys is politically unpopular.
Instead, the phenomenon is used by cops as a weapon of terror during arrest -- "I hope that you have some Vaseline with you, Fred, because you're going to need it, where you're going!" (I actually heard a sergeant-at-arms say that once in court to a newly-convicted defendant.) And Gary Sinise taunts fictionalized defendants with that line in "CSI New York."
In one of my cases, years ago, the defendant was this wonderful, innocent visitor from Somalia with no criminal record at all who was driving down Ridge Avenue in Philadelphia when a speeding car coming in from the right went through a red light and slammed into the Somali's car, spinning it around, and damaging the Somali's accelerator so that it was locked at the speed the Somali had been traveling. The Somali national screamed helplessly as his car, brakes smoking, sped into a crowd of churchgoers, injuring 6, including a man whose two legs had to be amputated. While the emotionally crushed, traumatized Somali jabbered at police in the Somali language, the white guy who really caused the accident calmly told police that HE had had the green light. African American police assumed that the white guy was telling the truth, did no search for witnesses, and had the Somali incarcerated, awaiting trial, under $50,000 bail. (I later found a group of 5 witnesses sitting on a local tavern's steps who saw the accident, who took bets that the innocent black guy got arrested.)
The Detention Center was overcrowded that day, so they put the Somali in Holmesburg Prison (still open, then) where he was held-down and forcibly raped again and again and again.
So, it happens. In this morning's Philadelphia Inquirer the editorial, headlined "Prison equals rape," discusses this problem. It notes that the federal Bureau of Justice Statistics estimated that 88,500 prisoners in federal and state prison were raped by homosexual inmates or guards in the last 12 months.
Suppose I run a nursing home that really is the last stop before the funeral home for 99% of the patients.
And suppose I, the owner, am fully aware that the place is a Bedlam of homosexual rape, ultimately for about one-third of the patients.
But I do NOTHING to solve the problem, but smilingly tease the new patients, after their families leave, with the words, "I hope you brought Vaseline, Joe!"
Aren't I GENUINELY guilty of the crime of Conspiracy to Rape, and shouldn't I GENUINELY go to prison for the rest of my life, if my actions (keeping the place open) and inaction (doing nothing to stop the rapes) causes helpless screaming patient after helpless screaming patient -- HUNDREDS -- to be relentlessly raped, again and again and again.
I have long believed that every judge who knowingly sentences inmates to such places, and every prosecutor who knowingly tries to put inmates in such places, and every governor and mayor and correctional officer who jokingly tolerates the problem, is guilty of Conspiracy to Rape, and should be tried, convicted, and imprisoned.
Did I Screw Up with a Friend from Colorado?
Friends from a devoutly religious Colorado family visiting us recently asked me if I was still friendly with the Vietnamese couple and little Vietnamese girl who used to live next to us.
"I still love them and miss them," I answered, "But their families are freezing me out completely. I miss that little girl terribly. I really became like a father to her, and so the freezing-out really fills me with torment. I feel like a daughter has been kidnapped."
"Why 'freezing you out'?" the 22 year old son asked in front of his seemingly suitably mature 17 year old sister.
"Well," I said, "What happened is that the Vietnamese husband savagely brutalized his Vietnamese wife and daughter, for years. So, we helped the wife and daughter in the ensuing separation and divorce. While we were helping them, a Vietnamese-speaking Filipino girl I had never met before caught me outside of church one day and said, 'You Mr. Peter? Mr. Peter, I see you and I know you love that family, especially the little girl. You a gift of God to them. But, Mr. Peter, I heard the wife tell a friend in Vietnamese that one week from now she would falsely accuse you of trying to get into her pants, to get rid of you, because you shame her family and husband's family by helping her when they don't. That make you "inconvenient," Mr. Peter, so they put "heat" on her to get rid of you. She do that by falsely accusing you to everyone of trying to get into her pants. She is stabbing you in back, Mr. Peter, and it make me very, very angry. Try to love her anyway.'
"Exactly one week later, the Vietnamese mother did exactly as the Filipino girl predicted. She told her family, 'Mr. Peter try to get into my pants!' Her American step-father called me with rage. A Vietnamese client in Philadelphia said that his family in Ho Chi Minh City had called him and told him that they had just heard it from American relatives!"
The 22 year old brother from Colorado seemed surprised, while his 17 year old sister looked on calmly.
"What happened then?" asked the brother.
"Well," I answered, "Because I never actually talked to the Vietnamese family about sexual issues, they did not know something about me -- namely, that I had a version of MRSA with a 16% death rate colonizing my sexual aspect. I can't have sex with anyone but my wife, who, like me, is probably about 90% to 100% immune, at this point. I faxed photocopies of hospital cultures proving this to the Vietnamese mother's American stepfather, who was shocked and said, 'You'd never try to have sex with the mother under these conditions. I know you -- you'd rather die than endanger them! So, the mother is lying! I can't believe it! Pete, I'm sorry! The mother is lying!'
"But, I was still frozen out. I miss that little girl terribly, even after a year-and-a-half!"
The 22 year old guy and 17 year old girl seemed interested, and the conversation ended.
Later, the patriarch of the Colorado family came to me and said, "Pete, you were over the line!" Puzzled, I said, "How?"
"In front of my 17 year old daughter, you talked about how the Vietnamese mother accused you of trying to put your hands inside her pants!"
So, as the story was "whispered down the lane" in their family, the story had gotten twisted so that the Filipino girl's polite colloquial euphemism for an accusation of attempting sex was turned into an attempted assault-by-masturbation accusation.
I explained, with shock, "Actually, what I said was a colloquial euphemism. I said that the Filipino girl predicted that the Vietnamese mother would accuse me of trying to 'get into her pants' -- not 'put my hand in her pants.' And, your daughter is 17! It's time for her to be able to hear such stories! Life is made of this stuff!"
"Pete," the Colorado father responded, "My daughter was shocked. You really floored her. My 22 year old son was, too."
"But," I objected, "How can they watch television???"
"We don't have a television," he responded. "We have raised her carefully."
I apologized and shook hands -- but I was very shook-up.
Did I screw-up somehow?
Should 17 year olds -- even home-schooled 17 year olds -- be treated like extremely delicate china which will crack-up and collapse into junk if they hear that X accused Y of "trying to get into her pants"?
Worried about how I could talk in the 17 year old girl's presence later, I thought about the neighbors living within 500 feet of my house -- and we have one of the nicest streets in our town.
One neighbor was arrested for using illegal drugs to juice-up sex with his girlfriend.
Another neighbor used to scream, louder and louder and louder, to provoke her husband into punching her. She did this repeatedly.
Another neighbor cheated on his wife with the singer in his band.
Another neighbor cheated with an Asian girl who invaded the neighborhood screaming to the neighbor's wife, "GET OUT OF MY HOUSE YOU BITCH!"
Another neighbor sent the dog catcher to our house to have our cat killed when I refused to get medication for an injury -- the cat needed the pain, I said, to keep him from moving around, so that his injury would heal.
Another neighbor was a woman hooked on dating pedophiles, who incestuously raped her kids.
Another neighbor used to scream, "F--K YOU! F--K YOU!" for minutes at a time, at his wife, loud enough to bring down the heavens, in front of his 4 year old, whom he also invited to look at the nude girl who used to sun herself next door.
Finally, the Vietnamese family they had asked about were completely bonkers. The husband used to attack and torture his wife and little girl repeatedly, to keep them in line, and once, to punish his wife, he ransacked their house and cut apart the wife's clothing and shoes. He, too, used to scream, "F--K MY MOTHER-IN-LAW! F--K MY WIFE'S UNCLE!," again and again and again and again, for hours at a time.
Simple question: How can my Colorado's friend's 17 year old daughter walk down the street?
"I still love them and miss them," I answered, "But their families are freezing me out completely. I miss that little girl terribly. I really became like a father to her, and so the freezing-out really fills me with torment. I feel like a daughter has been kidnapped."
"Why 'freezing you out'?" the 22 year old son asked in front of his seemingly suitably mature 17 year old sister.
"Well," I said, "What happened is that the Vietnamese husband savagely brutalized his Vietnamese wife and daughter, for years. So, we helped the wife and daughter in the ensuing separation and divorce. While we were helping them, a Vietnamese-speaking Filipino girl I had never met before caught me outside of church one day and said, 'You Mr. Peter? Mr. Peter, I see you and I know you love that family, especially the little girl. You a gift of God to them. But, Mr. Peter, I heard the wife tell a friend in Vietnamese that one week from now she would falsely accuse you of trying to get into her pants, to get rid of you, because you shame her family and husband's family by helping her when they don't. That make you "inconvenient," Mr. Peter, so they put "heat" on her to get rid of you. She do that by falsely accusing you to everyone of trying to get into her pants. She is stabbing you in back, Mr. Peter, and it make me very, very angry. Try to love her anyway.'
"Exactly one week later, the Vietnamese mother did exactly as the Filipino girl predicted. She told her family, 'Mr. Peter try to get into my pants!' Her American step-father called me with rage. A Vietnamese client in Philadelphia said that his family in Ho Chi Minh City had called him and told him that they had just heard it from American relatives!"
The 22 year old brother from Colorado seemed surprised, while his 17 year old sister looked on calmly.
"What happened then?" asked the brother.
"Well," I answered, "Because I never actually talked to the Vietnamese family about sexual issues, they did not know something about me -- namely, that I had a version of MRSA with a 16% death rate colonizing my sexual aspect. I can't have sex with anyone but my wife, who, like me, is probably about 90% to 100% immune, at this point. I faxed photocopies of hospital cultures proving this to the Vietnamese mother's American stepfather, who was shocked and said, 'You'd never try to have sex with the mother under these conditions. I know you -- you'd rather die than endanger them! So, the mother is lying! I can't believe it! Pete, I'm sorry! The mother is lying!'
"But, I was still frozen out. I miss that little girl terribly, even after a year-and-a-half!"
The 22 year old guy and 17 year old girl seemed interested, and the conversation ended.
Later, the patriarch of the Colorado family came to me and said, "Pete, you were over the line!" Puzzled, I said, "How?"
"In front of my 17 year old daughter, you talked about how the Vietnamese mother accused you of trying to put your hands inside her pants!"
So, as the story was "whispered down the lane" in their family, the story had gotten twisted so that the Filipino girl's polite colloquial euphemism for an accusation of attempting sex was turned into an attempted assault-by-masturbation accusation.
I explained, with shock, "Actually, what I said was a colloquial euphemism. I said that the Filipino girl predicted that the Vietnamese mother would accuse me of trying to 'get into her pants' -- not 'put my hand in her pants.' And, your daughter is 17! It's time for her to be able to hear such stories! Life is made of this stuff!"
"Pete," the Colorado father responded, "My daughter was shocked. You really floored her. My 22 year old son was, too."
"But," I objected, "How can they watch television???"
"We don't have a television," he responded. "We have raised her carefully."
I apologized and shook hands -- but I was very shook-up.
Did I screw-up somehow?
Should 17 year olds -- even home-schooled 17 year olds -- be treated like extremely delicate china which will crack-up and collapse into junk if they hear that X accused Y of "trying to get into her pants"?
Worried about how I could talk in the 17 year old girl's presence later, I thought about the neighbors living within 500 feet of my house -- and we have one of the nicest streets in our town.
One neighbor was arrested for using illegal drugs to juice-up sex with his girlfriend.
Another neighbor used to scream, louder and louder and louder, to provoke her husband into punching her. She did this repeatedly.
Another neighbor cheated on his wife with the singer in his band.
Another neighbor cheated with an Asian girl who invaded the neighborhood screaming to the neighbor's wife, "GET OUT OF MY HOUSE YOU BITCH!"
Another neighbor sent the dog catcher to our house to have our cat killed when I refused to get medication for an injury -- the cat needed the pain, I said, to keep him from moving around, so that his injury would heal.
Another neighbor was a woman hooked on dating pedophiles, who incestuously raped her kids.
Another neighbor used to scream, "F--K YOU! F--K YOU!" for minutes at a time, at his wife, loud enough to bring down the heavens, in front of his 4 year old, whom he also invited to look at the nude girl who used to sun herself next door.
Finally, the Vietnamese family they had asked about were completely bonkers. The husband used to attack and torture his wife and little girl repeatedly, to keep them in line, and once, to punish his wife, he ransacked their house and cut apart the wife's clothing and shoes. He, too, used to scream, "F--K MY MOTHER-IN-LAW! F--K MY WIFE'S UNCLE!," again and again and again and again, for hours at a time.
Simple question: How can my Colorado's friend's 17 year old daughter walk down the street?
Still, did I err? Or, should our kids be insulated from such realities even up to 17 years of age?
Would Aliens Need Baptizing?
In Bible study last week, we finally got to Genesis. (We had done other books of the Bible in the past.) Verses on the creation generated the question, "Okay, but are we alone?" My opinion has always been that there is a slightly-better-than-even chance that we are. Why?
I call the answer to that question "The 1,000,000 Jesus Christs Problem," which runs as follows.
Our Sun is 1 of 100,000,000,000 ("100 billion") stars in the Milky Way Galaxy.
Astronomers estimate that there are about 100,000,000,000 galaxies.
100,000,000,000 galaxies x 100,000,000,000 stars = 10,000,000,000,000,000,000,000 (10 sextillion) stars.
Lets be conservative and say that 1 out of 10 billion stars has life on a planet orbiting it. And let us say that intelligent life evolved on only 1 out of a million of those.
Those conservative assumptions suggests that there is intelligent life on about 1 million planets throughout the Universe.
Now, contrary to Bible literalism, Original Sin is not an event in history. Instead, it is how we would react in the absence of the grace of the cross to normal human passions, beginning with "When do we eat?" Original Sin is "created biological entity without the Final Ingredient," grace.
Without grace, each of us would be man-consuming monsters, like the horrible creatures in the "Alien" movie series.
It follows from that if there are people-size entities out there among those 1,000,000 planets with intelligent life, they are going to be made of between 1 trillion and 10 trillion cells (humans are made of about 6 trillion cells each) and each cell in each entity's body screams at each entity's free will, "When do we eat?"
"When do we eat" without the Final Ingredient = Original Sin.
So, as far as I can see, intelligent aliens with a free will would need saving, which means that they would need grace.
Now, despite the nasty eye-for-an-eye demands of God's perfect Justice, grace is free for us because Christ paid the horrible price -- His excruciating and violent abuse and torture and murder -- exacted by that Justice.
The key to unlocking the door to access to saving grace purchased in this way is belief (to death) in that Christ, and that sacrifice.
Now, here is the problem...
There is substantial evidence that the determining factor in intelligence is the average brain weight versus average body weight for a species.
Man has the highest ratio in that test (although McDonald's supersizing might have heavily impacted that ratio).
Pictured above are some of the other past-and-present Earthbound life forms with a species-wide brain-weight-to-body-weight ratio almost as high as ours.
They include Gracile Australopithecines with a crest on their skulls, Saurornithoid reptiles, dolphins, of course, and elephants.
Now, suppose Flipper, one day, comes to the surface, and with squeaks, grunts and hums manages to evangelize to his aquarium owner that on the bottom of the sea the Second Person of the Trinity has come to Earth as a dolphin and lies dead, impaled and cut and bled by evil swordfish, sawfish and octopi, as a sacrifice to pay the price exacted by God's harsh justice for the grace of salvation, and that you must believe in the dead dolphin to be saved.
Would you bow to the Dolphin Christ?
Or to a Australopithecine Christ, with a crested skull?
Or to an egg-stealing Saurornithoid Christ?
Or to Elephant Christ?
If I were to stand in the middle of my street, and say, out loud, "Will any of you go to church with me to pay homage to the Saurornithoid Christ whose followers landed in the flying saucer last week," I'd be arrested, with good justification.
The only answer to cross-species worship of Christ seems to be 1,000,000 Christs.
I can't accept that.
Therefore, I am slightly biased against us being "not alone."
At Bible study, some dedicated to the concept that there are aliens "out there" argued that God may have created them "perfect," and that they don't suffer from Original Sin, so they won't need Christ.
I say that "Original Sin" is being made of cells and being alive while being attached to a free will.
If that is correct, then any other somatic (bodied) species with a free will needs grace, and therefore a Christ.
Are there 1,000,000 different Christ's? I doubt it.
Would I worship Elephant Christ or Reptilian Christ?
Nope.
Would you?
Or, should you be "locked up" by your neighbors?
Monday, September 13, 2010
Koran Burners Should Know What the Koran Says
When a Koran burner burns the Koran, he is burning a book which speaks respectfully of Jesus and Mary.
Our Islamic brothers and sisters, for instance, have a kind of Original Sin concept and Immaculate Conception concept in their faith.
Our Islamic brothers and sisters, for instance, have a kind of Original Sin concept and Immaculate Conception concept in their faith.
How I Say the Rosary...Finding Jesus in the Temple
I'll repeat the structure I devised, then post the Bible verses which I consider to be relevant to a consideration of the named Mystery.
ROSARY STRUCTURE:
The Sign of the Cross.
The Apostles Creed.
One Our Father.
One Hail Mary.
One Glory Be.
One Oh My Jesus ("Oh, my Jesus, forgive us our sins," etc.)
Then, the announcement, "First Joyful Mystery: The Annunciation."
Then, one Our Father.
Then, I actually really do "contemplate the Mystery."
Then, after contemplating the Mystery, I say one Hail Mary, one Glory Be, and one Oh My Jesus.
Then I repeat the cycle, beginning with the announcement of the next Mystery, and the Our Father, followed by contemplation of that Mystery, and so on.
BIBLE VERSES TO CONTEMPLATE:
Probably very little "contemplation" goes into the story of the finding of Jesus in the temple when the Rosary is said, because everyone knows the story, perceived by most to be an almost kid-level account of an incident in Jesus' life.
In fact, the story has a very special secret built into it.
It's not about Jesus' life.
It's about His death.
See if you can figure it out. From Luke 2...
41 Each year his parents went to Jerusalem for the feast of Passover,
42 and when he was twelve years old, they went up according to festival custom.
Here contemplate Luke 19:28-40, and Luke 22:7-38.
43 After they had completed its days, as they were returning, the boy Jesus remained behind in Jerusalem, but his parents did not know it.
Here contemplate Luke 22:39 to Luke 23:56.
44 Thinking that he was in the caravan, they journeyed for a day and looked for him among their relatives and acquaintances,
45 but not finding him, they returned to Jerusalem to look for him.
Here contemplate Luke 24:1-3.
46 After three days they found him in the temple, sitting in the midst of the teachers, listening to them and asking them questions,
47 and all who heard him were astounded at his understanding and his answers.
48 When his parents saw him, they were astonished, and his mother said to him, "Son, why have you done this to us? Your father and I have been looking for you with great anxiety."
49 And he said to them, "Why were you looking for me? Did you not know that I must be in my Father's house?"
Here contemplate Luke 24:4-53.
ROSARY STRUCTURE:
The Sign of the Cross.
The Apostles Creed.
One Our Father.
One Hail Mary.
One Glory Be.
One Oh My Jesus ("Oh, my Jesus, forgive us our sins," etc.)
Then, the announcement, "First Joyful Mystery: The Annunciation."
Then, one Our Father.
Then, I actually really do "contemplate the Mystery."
Then, after contemplating the Mystery, I say one Hail Mary, one Glory Be, and one Oh My Jesus.
Then I repeat the cycle, beginning with the announcement of the next Mystery, and the Our Father, followed by contemplation of that Mystery, and so on.
BIBLE VERSES TO CONTEMPLATE:
Probably very little "contemplation" goes into the story of the finding of Jesus in the temple when the Rosary is said, because everyone knows the story, perceived by most to be an almost kid-level account of an incident in Jesus' life.
In fact, the story has a very special secret built into it.
It's not about Jesus' life.
It's about His death.
See if you can figure it out. From Luke 2...
41 Each year his parents went to Jerusalem for the feast of Passover,
42 and when he was twelve years old, they went up according to festival custom.
Here contemplate Luke 19:28-40, and Luke 22:7-38.
43 After they had completed its days, as they were returning, the boy Jesus remained behind in Jerusalem, but his parents did not know it.
Here contemplate Luke 22:39 to Luke 23:56.
44 Thinking that he was in the caravan, they journeyed for a day and looked for him among their relatives and acquaintances,
45 but not finding him, they returned to Jerusalem to look for him.
Here contemplate Luke 24:1-3.
46 After three days they found him in the temple, sitting in the midst of the teachers, listening to them and asking them questions,
47 and all who heard him were astounded at his understanding and his answers.
48 When his parents saw him, they were astonished, and his mother said to him, "Son, why have you done this to us? Your father and I have been looking for you with great anxiety."
49 And he said to them, "Why were you looking for me? Did you not know that I must be in my Father's house?"
Here contemplate Luke 24:4-53.
Sunday, September 12, 2010
Old Joke
A jet is carrying the pilot, the world's smartest man, a Catholic priest and a Boy Scout, and 3 parachutes.
While the world's smartest man is telling everyone how smart he is, the 4 jet engines suddenly flame out, and the jet begins a sickening glide to the mountains below.
The pilot runs out of the cockpit, screaming, grabs a parachute, throws open the hatch, and jumps.
The worlod's smartest man says, "Listen, you two are just a worn-out old priest who says prayers and does other useless things, and a goodie two shoes kid. I, on the other hand, am the world's smartest man, and the world needs me, so..."
And before they can say anything, he pulls on a backpack, and jumps.
The priest says to the Boy Scout, "Well, son, it's only you and me, now, and there's only one parachute. What he said is half right -- I am a worn-out old priest, and you have your entire life before you. So, the parachute is for you!"
"That's okay, Father," says the Boy Scout. "That won't be necessary. The world's smartest man just jumped out of the plane with my camping backpack."
While the world's smartest man is telling everyone how smart he is, the 4 jet engines suddenly flame out, and the jet begins a sickening glide to the mountains below.
The pilot runs out of the cockpit, screaming, grabs a parachute, throws open the hatch, and jumps.
The worlod's smartest man says, "Listen, you two are just a worn-out old priest who says prayers and does other useless things, and a goodie two shoes kid. I, on the other hand, am the world's smartest man, and the world needs me, so..."
And before they can say anything, he pulls on a backpack, and jumps.
The priest says to the Boy Scout, "Well, son, it's only you and me, now, and there's only one parachute. What he said is half right -- I am a worn-out old priest, and you have your entire life before you. So, the parachute is for you!"
"That's okay, Father," says the Boy Scout. "That won't be necessary. The world's smartest man just jumped out of the plane with my camping backpack."
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