Friday, June 22, 2007

St. Thomas Moore

At the canonization of St.s Thomas Moore and John Fisher, Pius the XI had this to say regarding Moore:

"When he saw the doctrines of the Church were gravely endangered, he knew how to despise resolutely the flattery of human respect, how to resist, in accordance with his duty, the supreme head of the State when there was question of things commanded by God and the Church...It was for these motives that he was imprisoned, nor could the tears of his wife and children make him swerve from the path of truth and virtue. In that terrible hour of trial, he raised his eyes to heaven, and proved himself a bright example of Christian fortitude."
Ah! Christian fortitude in contempt of human respect...what a rare quality these days.

Thursday, June 21, 2007

Principles of lust...

Mistaking lust for love.

The principles of lust
are easy to understand
do what you feel
feel until the end
the principles of lust
are burned in your mind
do what you want
do it until you find
- Enigma
These lyrics pretty much say it all as far as promiscuous behavior goes, whether one is straight or gay. Often, the underlying desire is to find love, to be loved. The reason acting upon lust is gravely sinful for anyone, is that sexual acts, separate from the procreative act are disordered, in so far as they endanger the preservation and propagation of the human race. (The same reason, BTW, contraception is evil.) Nevertheless, this is clearly revealed in the homosexual, as well as amongst heterosexuals who engage in disordered sexual practices.)
Today many people indulge their lust by the use of pornography, which is also a sin. The reason impure thoughts and sensual delight in pornography is disordered, is because these indulgences tend to unrestrained passion, leading to promiscuous behavior. It is often said by people with SSA that sexual expressions such as auto-eroticism, viewing or reading pornography, which is a form of voyeurism, is okay because it doesn't involve another person. That is untrue. Lust, of itself, when consented to, is a grave sin.
"The lamp of the body is the eye. If your eye is sound, your whole body will be filled with light; but if your eye is bad, your whole body will be in darkness. And if the light in you is darkness, how great will the darkness be." - Matthew 6

This is just a follow up to the Fudge Packers post.
Art: "Love and Lust" - artist unknown.

That's all.

What's a Pooka?

I don't know, but someone by the name of Harvey is leaving comments all over the blogosphere!

Thursday Poetry Corner

(Editor's note: Often, many of the more sophisticated and literary blogs, often referred to as highbrow blogs post beautiful poetry, and I want to try and emulate their good taste with my new series, Thursday Poetry Corner - I hope you enjoy.)

The Jewess

She was working in a bridal shop in Flushing, Queens,
'Til her boyfriend kicked her out in one of those crushing scenes.
What was she to do? Where was she to go? She was out on her fanny...
So over the bridge from Flushing to the Sheffield's door.
She was there to sell make-up, but the father saw more.
She had style! She had flair! She was there.
That's how she became the Nanny!

Who would have guessed that the girl we've described,
Was just exactly what the doctor prescribed?
Now the father finds her beguiling (watch out C.C.!).
And the kids are actually smiling (such joie de vivre!).
She's the lady in red when everybody else is wearing tan...
The flashy girl from Flushing, the Nanny named Fran!
I'm verklempft!

Sacred Heart Cathedral

After wreck-o-vation. Visit Abbey-Roads2 for the story. (I only posted the photo here to get a web address - I usually do this on Rome-ing Catholics, my old blog which has become my photo file.)

Tuesday, June 19, 2007

Blogs I don't like...

" Are those pussy willows?" - Line from "Serial Mom"

In an email to a friend, I referred to blogs I don't like as "pussy blogs" inspired by the character, Dottie Henkle from the movie "Serial Mom" - she is the woman Kathleen Turner's title character tormented. Today I suddenly remembered the term, "Puseyism" - of course I would know that - which happens to be another name for "Tractarianism", and I realized my reference wasn't all that crazy. (I do not mean this to reflect unfavorably upon the venerable Oxford Movement in the Anglican Church, which deserved high praise; after all, it led Cardinal Newman to communion with the Roman Church.) Here is the definition of Tractarianism:
"The religious opinions and principles of the founders of the Oxford movement, put forth in a series of 90 pamphlets entitled Tracts for the Times, published at Oxford, England (1833–1841)."
Of course my meaning is not remotely the same, but it's nice to know the term has been used before - even though it's the surname of a man and is spelled differently. Henceforth I will spell it as Pusey (American pronunciation).
Pusey blogs /'pus-e/ n (2007) [derived from, Edward Bouverie Pusey] (Not to be confused with legitimate Puseyism) Weblogs that are officious, elitist, smug, arrogant, derivative, pompous, gossip based, querulous, omniscient, derisive, and so on.

Commandments for motorists...

Is this a joke from Steve Carell's new movie, 'Evan Almighty'? Nope, it's a Vatican thing; 10 Commandments for motorists. One of them:
"The document's Fifth Commandment reads: "Cars shall not be for you an expression of power and domination, and an occasion of sin"." 10 Commandments for good motorists.
How's that going to go over with all the Lexus, Volvo, luxury car owners - and you big old SUV gas guzzlers, you?
Seriously, did you ever consider that your driving may be sinful, or at least an imperfection? Speeding down a side street - sin. Giving someone the finger while driving - sin. Rolling through stop signs - probably an imperfection. Driving drunk into a 7-11 Store (an Archbishop did that once) - big sin. Parking in the handicap zone without a permit - most likely a sin. Talking on your cell phone while driving - that's like a mortal sin. Combing your hair, putting on make-up, - sin. Tailgating - sin. Running red lights - sin. Eating and talking with your mouth full - driving or not - it's disgusting.
Gosh! That Vatican, now they are telling us how to drive.

Monday, June 18, 2007

My name is Beowulf Potter!

Well it feels like my name should be Potter. It seems my garden is a Beatrix Potter wonderland this year. I was in the garden today, praying my rosary, when three little chipmunks - I know, they are gophers, nearly ran across my feet. Shortly after a rabbit headed across the lawn into the hosta bed, soon followed by her baby rabbit. This morning I just witnessed a robin's brood of fledglings abandon their nest in the crab apple (3 in all), and I have never had so many house finch nests in the hedges before this year. I haven't seen my mice yet, nor the mole, but I'm sure they are here. I also have mourning doves and several pairs of cardinals. I can't forget the sparrows and goldfinch, nor Mr. Squirrel, and the night time visits of the raccoon family. It's very cool.

The cats like the critters too - Agnes chases them, and Xena just likes to watch.

I feel like Mr. Rogers!