Month: February 2019
The new podcast is up: Episode 22: History of the Old Testament in 8 Minutes, Gin and Tonics, Three Ho-Hum Derrida Conclusions. Show Notes:
The Old Testament. I summarize the OT in about eight minutes. The segment is closer to 11, but I throw in a couple of decidedly un-OT anecdotes.
Words. A short look at a few unusual words.
Lightning Segments. The ideal gin and tonic, The Adventures of Beer Man, Ira Gershwin, More.
Radical Derrida? I know Derrida was radical, but I’m not sure three of his main conclusions—words don’t carry ultimate meaning, no text outside the text, and condemnation of binaries—are all that startling. I explain why, pulling from my personal experience, the Warren Court, and Lao Tzu.
So I podcasted about introverts last month. That triggered a lot of emails and conversation. One friend suggested I take a Myers Briggs personality test, which I did (link to test). According to the test, I am an INFJ, which is the rarest personality on earth. That, in turn, has prompted me to review all sorts of online materials regarding INFJ’s. I’ve found it interesting, but a bit bothersome. I’m having a hard time putting my finger on why it’s bothersome, but I think it might come down to this: all the materials seem to be laudatory. If I am, indeed, an INJF, I believe my personality type comes … Read the rest
Yup, they have a point:
— Drunken History (@DrunkenHistory) February 10, 2019
I like the Rat Pack. Talk about unabashed drinkers, real heroes to the anti-MADD crowd, like those at Modern Drunkard Magazine.
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It was January 1960 and they called it the Summit at the Sands. There would be other Summits later, but this was the opening shot of the Swinging Revolution, the party that was heard around the world. After a few straight songs, the show would devolve into something best described as a very public stag party. Songs were perpetually interrupted by wisecracks, political correctness was made a pariah, the sacred audience was cajoled and rousted, the performers openly drank deep from a bar centered on stage like a sacrificial altar. Much of the act was ad-libbed and riddled with inside jokes, and the audience—and the army of press that had gathered—suspected the performers were having more fun than those they were supposed to be entertaining. And they were right.
The nineteenth-century glory of Catholicism rises to sainthood: Pope Francis approves canonization of John Henry Newman.
I read that article yesterday, shortly after reading a series of Drudge splash headlines about the new expose book on homosexuality in the Vatican: Explosive new book lifts lid on gay priests in the Vatican:
The book, “In the Closet of the Vatican”, written by French sociologist and journalist Frederic Martel, reports that around 80 per cent of clerics working in the Roman Curia are gay – although not necessarily sexually active – and details how they adhere to an unspoken code of the “closet”.
This is great: Panera Bread’s Socialist ‘Pay What You Want’ Experiment Fails Miserably. Um, well, yeah. It’s a fundamental tenet of human action that people want as much as they can get with the least cost (either in effort or money). That’s why the lottery is so popular. It sounds like, in this case, a lot of people felt they had hit the Panera Bread lottery.
Oh sure she gets tenure at Cambridge and a BBC interview, and when I take off my clothes to protest the long line at the Walmart checkout I get another 3 days of psychiatric monitoringhttps://t.co/6zXTey9oHQ
— David Burge (@iowahawkblog) February 12, 2019
If only they were allowed to get married… https://t.co/FkpyfNzzPP
— Adam Cassandra (@adamcassandra) February 12, 2019
"Conservatives are wary of concentrated power in whatever form. The evil effects of Original Sin are nowhere more evident than in Washington, on Wall Street, or in the executive suites of major institutions, sadly including churches and universities." https://t.co/eLtkMbHhdW
— The American Conservative (@amconmag) February 12, 2019
Steve Martin: “Before you criticize a man, walk a mile in his shoes. That way, when you do criticize him, you’ll be a mile away and have his shoes.” “I thought yesterday was the first day of the rest of my life but it turns out today is.” “I believe that sex is one of the most beautiful, natural, wholesome things that money can buy.”
Yoga, the exercise of peace? Maybe, sometimes. But also of rage: ‘Rage Yoga’ Uses Beer, Cursing To Release Stress I gotta believe the metaphysical error of emptiness plays into this at some level:
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It is no coincidence that Kerouac’s religion embraced sexual perversity similar to the perversity of Tantric Buddhism and its degenerative sexual rituals, for both spring from the same metaphysical corruption, the error known as “emptiness,” which teaches that all things are one and that perceived distinctions, including distinctions of good and bad, are mere illusions. In such a metaphysical corruption, even virtue can become degenerate—as illustrated in the degenerative twisting of the virtues of peace and love in the 1960s movements that Kerouac helped spawn. Link.
New podcast posted: Episode 21: Sex in the Stall, Deconstructionism on Display, Gay Gnostics, Joseph Epstein. Show notes:
Sex in the Stall. A couple allegedly has sex in the bathroom stall at a NFL games. That’s unbelievably gross. Deconstructionism is partly to blame. The fact that these people are absolute pigs doesn’t help, but deconstructionism feeds them. I explain how.
Communist Gnosticism. Marx, Lenin, and hatred for religion = shuttering of Greek Orthodox Churches in the early USSR. Homosexuality, deconstructionism, and hatred for truth = shuttering of Roman Catholic Churches in contemporary USA?
Deconstructionism. Summarized succinctly. Words carry no meaning. Therefore, anything anybody purports to know is merely what they derive from individual experience: subjectivism. No truth . . . only “truth claims.”
Lightning Segments. Hip and renegades: shaping American culture. More McLuhan.
What TWE is Trying to Do. It started as “messages to my adult children,” but quickly grew. What am I trying to do? Nothing more nor less than imitating the essays of Joseph Epstein and honoring Samuel Johnson’s axion: The only end of writing is to allow the reader to better enjoy life.
Hey, it’s the Feast Day of St. Blaise . . . in the Eastern Orthodox Church. I’m not sure why I find that surprising. I guess I thought St. Blaise was one of … Read the rest