Thursday, May 03, 2007
The Voice of Chesterton
http://ukbookworm.blogspot.com/2007/05/voices-from-past.html - which has links to recordings of Chesterton and Lewis.
Chesterton is briefly speaking at Holy Cross College (Massachusetts) in 1930.
GKC-I have to thank you for this very great honour and I do so with all my heart. I can only say that I am not much of a crusader but at least I am not a Mohammedan and many people will testify to the fact. I should like to take this opportunity of thanking you all for your enormous kindness, especially Father Earl for having received me so hospitably today.
I’d never heard his voice before.
I’m sure there are other recordings out there, but this was my introduction.
Sounds British!
Wednesday, May 02, 2007
GKC Discussion Thread
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H/t Dawn Eden.
Tuesday, May 01, 2007
Monday, April 30, 2007
Exam in eight hours; kind of busy
Thank you also for being understanding about this laxity of late. When I get to kick back for the summer with plenty of GKC (and Belloc and Borges and Beerbohm besides), there will be much more to talk about. For the time being, though, my roost is ruled by Shakespeare and his plays, though, regrettably, not all of them. I think it an odd sort of choice in a survey course of Shakespeare to neglect King Lear and Macbeth in favor of Two Noble Kinsmen and Pericles, but I'm not the one in charge so I can't speak with authority.
And Kinsmen was delightful anyway. You should read it, if you haven't already.
But enough! Away with me.
Thursday, April 26, 2007
Subcontinental clerihews
Mohandas K. Gandhi
Was so fond of candy
That while eating and sex for his soul’s sake he sometimes would stop
He’d quake at the sight of a cherry gumdrop.
Mohammad Ali Jinnah
When invited to dinner
Would sit smoking under the gable
Then ask for a separate table.
Tuesday, April 24, 2007
Chesterton on . . . England
2- The English government is considering forcing all adoptive agencies to place children with homosexual couples including Catholic adoption agencies.
"Religious liberty might be supposed to mean that everybody is free to discuss religion. In practice it means that hardly anybody is allowed to mention it." – Chesterton’s Autobiography, 1937
"There are those who hate Christianity and call their hatred an all-embracing love for all religions." - ILN, 1/13/06 (Chesterton)
"Once abolish the God, and the government becomes the God." - Christendom in Dublin, 1933(Chesterton)
Monday, April 23, 2007
May as well face facts
That said, regrettably, my own exams have proven highly time-consuming, and such reading as I've been doing has been limited to things that would help me thereupon. A rare exception: I read Cormac McCarthy's The Road today in the space of a few hours, in a spirit of idleness, but it is a book so wholly divorced from (even "opposed to") anything this blog is concerned with that I won't even bother going into it at any length. It was only sort of good, even then; I don't recommend it highly, though I don't warn against it, either. I'm told Mr. McCarthy has done better work, even if The Road did just win him a Pulitzer, and it was certainly well-enough done to make me want to see more before forming an opinion of him either way.
In any event, the final paper of my undergraduate career, submitted in a course on magic realism, surrealism and the fantastic, concerned Chesterton's impact on the Argentine writer Jorge Luis Borges. I have something of a bee in my bonnet about both of them, as I may have mentioned before, and as such this was a project to which I had been looking forward for a good long while. I was not wholly satisfied with the thing, but the instructor pronounced it excellent and gave it a good grade. I'd be happy to post it here, of course, if I could figure out how to get the footnotes and whatnot to carry over properly. Further experimentation is required.
Apart from that, I have little else to report. I finally got around to ordering some volumes of the complete GKC from Ignatius Press. It will be a large collection to build, but I have plenty of time.
I'm sorry I can't be more interesting right now. Three exams in the next seven days. I'll get back to you.
Saturday, April 21, 2007
The Blame Game
As Pope John Paul II told us, we have lost our sense of sin.
Many of the media’s talking heads (experts) have difficulty placing blame where it belongs. They say it’s because of teasing, taunting, exclusion… leading to anger or depression or both. And Cho blamed everyone but himself. He had become blind through sin, a slave. Charles did blame himself in a note he left and he asked for an autopsy to see if there was something physically wrong with him. There was a tumor in his head but he blamed no one for it.
Cho nursed at least two of the deadly sins, Envy and Wrath. These were his sins, the lives and life styles around him were not. He gave into those sins, fed them, until they became him.
CCC: 2539 Envy is a capital sin. It refers to the sadness at the sight of another's goods and the immoderate desire to acquire them for oneself, even unjustly. When it wishes grave harm to a neighbor it is a mortal sin:
St. Augustine saw envy as "the diabolical sin." "From envy are born hatred, detraction, calumny, joy caused by the misfortune of a neighbor, and displeasure caused by his prosperity."
Dante groups Envy with Anger and Pride as the sins of "Perverted Love." The other two groups are "Insufficient Love" and "Excessive Love of Earthly Goods." Envy is perverted because it "loves" what other people possess, rather than what is Good, Beautiful and True. It is often portrayed as "eating away" the heart of the envious person. Dante shows the envious as among those farthest away from Paradise, with their eyes sewn shut, but weeping over their sins. Again, a common metaphor for Envy is "wearing out the eyes."
CCC: 2302 By recalling the commandment, "You shall not kill,"[93] our Lord asked for peace of heart and denounced murderous anger and hatred as immoral. Anger is a desire for revenge…[94] If anger reaches the point of a deliberate desire to kill or seriously wound a neighbor, it is gravely against charity; it is a mortal sin. The Lord says, "Everyone who is angry with his brother shall be liable to judgment."[95]
2303 Deliberate hatred is contrary to charity. Hatred of the neighbor is a sin when one deliberately wishes him evil. Hatred of the neighbor is a grave sin when one deliberately desires him grave harm. "But I say to you, Love your enemies and pray for those who persecute you, so that you may be sons of your Father who is in heaven."[96]
I was picked on in High School because I was small and an artsy fartsy type. More than one jock pushed me into a locker. My kids often came home crying from school because they were picked on in a cruel way. None of us have taken up arms to stamp out the lives of our classmates for the greater good of mankind. My parents told me and I told my kids, “You can not control the events in your life, but you can control how you deal with them.” Revenge was and is never the answer.
It is still part of the media template to make excuses for criminal behavior. This comes from thirty to forty years of a few popular sayings (lies) becoming part of every day out look. He made me do it. I had no choice. He’s a victim of circumstances. Mother always like you best. I’m okay you’re okay. If it feels good do it.
Mother Teresa said, “Words which do not give the light of Christ increase the darkness.”
The beginning of our new Dark Age and the loss of our sence of sin began about the time (1963) when the Supreme Court said we were no longer allowed to say a prayer in school, but it was okay to kill preborn children (1973). If you can perform the required mental gymnastics to agree with abortion because that child is inconvenient or unwanted it is not that big of a leap to start killing those walking around because they are inconvenient or unwanted. And way too many of our youth have made that leap.
Cho was not the first and he will not be the last.
for why that is let Peggy tell you here
Thursday, April 19, 2007
Virginia Tech
(Or should I say, the media is milking it?)
But I’ve heard so many people say that this is a sign things are getting worse in the world.
I don’t think it is – we’ve had many massacres over the centuries. We just have better communication so we see it more.
The killings are truly tragic.
At the same time, I am not overwhelmed by pessimism.
I was reminded of a brief bit of verse by Chesterton.
In “The Hollow Men,” T. S. Eliot had written:
"This is the way the world ends
Not with a bang but a whimper."
Chesterton, not subject to the pessimism that infected so many of his age, responded to that verse –
Forgive me if I say in my old world fashion, that I’m damned if I ever felt like that … I knew that the world was perishable and would end, but I did not think it would end with a whimper, but, if anything, with a trump of doom … I will even so indecently frivolous as to burst into song, and say to the young pessimists:
Some sneer; some snigger; some snipe;
In the youth where we laughed and sang.
And they may end with a whimper
But we will end with a bang.
So instead I will celebrate that professor who blocked the door and gave his life to buy time for his students to escape.
No whimper there.
Tuesday, April 17, 2007
Divine Mercy
Chesterton speaks several times on the difference between pessimists and optimists here I would like to quote my Dad, “A pessimist knows what an awful place this world can be. An Optimist is forever finding out.”
I first heard of this tragedy coming off my weekend high where I got to watch my son receive the Sacrament of Confirmation and it was Divine Mercy Sunday. ("throughout the world the Second Sunday of Easter will receive the name Divine Mercy Sunday, a perennial invitation to the Christian world to face, with confidence in divine benevolence, the difficulties and trials that mankind will experience in the years to come.")
I’ve been saying the Divine Mercy chaplet frequently since yesterday morning.
VPI and GKC
"[A] disarmed public is one that is easily controlled. Neither Belloc nor Chesterton advocated gun control during their day. And neither do we."
I don't have much time to research GKC's thoughts on societal violence, mass murders, or anything else at this point. The comments are open. If you want to see my initial thoughts about the incident, you can go to The Daily Eudemon.
Monday, April 16, 2007
Sickness and a promise
While reading some biographical material on Belloc and Chesterton (some separate treatments, some dual) I discovered a number of photographs that have not, as yet, been available for the internet public's general consumption. These photographs are generally of Gilbert, including some truly excellent shots of him in 18th Century-type attire (as a quite creditable Dr. Johnson), likely for the purpose of some pantomime or other, but there are also some shots of people we rarely (if ever) see, like Maurice Baring, Fr. Vincent McNabb, and even Cecil Chesterton (!). There are also pictures of the Junior Debating Club, Msgr. John O'Connor, Gilbert with Andre Maurois (for some reason) and more. I had hoped to have scanned them last week but what with the grant coming in and the term ending I never found the time.
I hope to have that remedied today or tomorrow. My final exams begin on Tuesday, and any prayers you might see fit to wing my way would be greatly appreciated.
Thursday, April 12, 2007
Politics gets ugly
In the last couple of months I’ve talked with a few people who had either run for office in the Town of Gates – where I live - or who considered running for office here.
None of them planned to run this year, or any time soon.
They gave a variety of reasons, but one kept surfacing.
That reason is well illustrated by the recent exchange between Gates Supervisor Ralph Esposito (a republican) and Douglas Ross, treasurer of the Gates Democratic Committee.
The debate began over the issue of property taxes in Gates.
There are many ways to interpret the property tax data. One is to look at the average taxes paid by Gates homeowners. Another is to compare the taxes paid by a homeowner on his house compared to the amount paid on a comparably valued house in another town.
Both ways produce different results. Neither way is inaccurate. Each has its uses. There maybe times when one way is the best way, and others where the other way is better.
What would be great then would be to see discussion of which way is most useful for Gates and under what circumstances.
Unfortunately, two camps have developed, with each one picking an interpretation, and digging in. What we are being treated to is a Gates version of WW I trench warfare, with both side lobbing labels, insults and insinuations at each other. For good measure folks who belong to neither camp, but who make the mistake of saying something that sounds like they belong to one side, get targeted.
Beginning with Supervisor Esposito’s column in the March 7 Gates-Chili Post and continuing through a series of letters and opinion pieces by Ross and Esposito in that newspaper, we have read a lively debate that long ago left reasoned discussion behind.
Instead, we get “”political rants,” “out of touch,” “attack mode,” “talks out of both sides of his mouth,” and more loaded words and phrases scattered about. The police department, public safety and the town car the supervisor uses get dragged in. The other side’s motives and concern for the people of Gates get questioned.
To be fair, for the most part Ross did try to discuss the issues, and Esposito lobbed most of the verbal shells
Still, in the midst of this the issue of property taxes gets lost.
In one of his letters, Esposito uses the word “nasty.”
Nasty indeed.
In fact, that’s one of the words that kept popping up in those conversations I mentioned.
Politics in Gates is repeatedly described as “nasty,” and they want no part of it.
So good, caring, qualified people choose not to get involved in runs for elected offices or even in town committees and boards because of the political climate.
That’s embarrassing.
Chesterton once observed, "All government is an ugly necessity.” (A Short History of England).
Here, it has become very ugly indeed.
Given the political climate here, I find myself thinking of something else GKC said: "It is terrible to contemplate how few politicians are hanged."
Wednesday, April 11, 2007
Baby Coup
Tuesday, April 10, 2007
American Review
Monday, April 09, 2007
The Return
Well, I’m back. Lent… Lent worked out much better than I thought it would. At the outset I had worried that blogging would be an easy thing to give up; worried, even, that I was giving it up not because it was a pleasure and an indulgence but rather because it had become a hassle and a chore. What lesson would be learned from that beyond that which is the commonest sense? What spiritual good could be reaped therefrom? I’m happy to report that I very quickly discovered that, while the technical aspects of blogging can indeed be burdensome, being deprived of the power of commentary was most arduous indeed. My hands trembled for the keyboard when the “Tomb of Jesus” story broke; it was all I could do not to break. Any number of other events have happened between then and now that have cried out for analysis, but I had to content myself with just discussing them with friends and neighbours, which was itself a good thing, too.
In any event, I’m back. My idle hours during the last month did indeed see me reading a goodly chunk of GKC, as well as varied outlying works (I found both Michael Coren’s biography of Gilbert and A.N. Wilson’s biography of Belloc in a second-hand shop), but primarily I took the opportunity to expand my horizons beyond even England, wonderful though it is. Flaubert was a good friend to me; so too were the Latin Americans, like Julio Cortazar, Alejo Carpentier and Gabriel Garcia Marquez. I continued my quiet love affair with Borges, delved hungrily into more of Solzhenitsyn, considered the delightful wastelands of Lovecraft, chuckled at Harold Bloom’s inadequacies, embraced C.S. Lewis’
Most importantly, however, it made me realize some things about myself in a spiritual sense, however preposterous that may sound. Such is the point of Lent, but come on, it’s only blogging… right? Well, no, it’s not. It’s an empty void into which I can pour torrents of prose, only the void isn’t really so empty. There are people out there - you! - who read this stuff, and the more reflective and less active I became about my blogging habits, the more I realized that I was doing and saying things that I would never do to someone’s face. There’s been a certain arrogance, which in the course of BEING arrogant I felt was just excessive sass, that taints a lot of what I write. It ends now.
In any event, I’d like to say that I have some exquisite GKC stuff to show you after all this time, but this message is sort of a placeholder, honestly. I’ve been going flat-out on essays for the last couple of days, and it will continue for a couple more yet. Having just finished a treatment of Robert Frost’s “The Black Cottage,” I now have to finish up a comparison of Job and Ecclesiastes, and then move onto a paper concerning Chesterton’s influence on Borges, an essay I’ve been looking forward to for months. I may have some spare time today between handing one in and getting back to work on another, though, so I fully intend (but do not promise, regrettably) to use some school facilities to bring you something that really is pretty neat, and which will be of unspeakable novelty even to some of the Chesterton aficionados we have here.
Until then, though, it’s good to be back. I hope you all had a fulfilling and dolorous Lent, and that we may now stride boldly forward in the jovial, head-busting good humour that has been the mark of men and women of good cheer since time immemorial.
Friday, April 06, 2007
Thursday, April 05, 2007
Guess who's in Gilbert?
Specifically, one of my clerihews.
Now I know that other folks in the Chestertonian blogosphere are regular contributors to that fine periodical, penning erudite, insightful and lengthy pieces, but now I can say I have contributed my own little bit of fluff:
When talking with Socrates
Just give simple answers please,
Or we’ll all have to slog
Through another dialogue.
I feel as light as a feather. I am as happy as an angel. I am as merry as a schoolboy. I am as giddy as a drunken man.
Why, I feel like dancing.
Wednesday, April 04, 2007
Short Blogging
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