Yes

January 31, 2009 | |

How cool is Jesus!

"A man who was merely a man and said the sort of things Jesus said would not be a great moral teacher. He would either be a lunatic – on a level with the man who says he is a poached egg – or else he would be the Devil of Hell. You must make your choice. Either this man was, and is, the Son of God: or else a madman or something worse. You can shut him up for a fool, you can spit at Him and kill Him as a demon; or you can fall at His feet and Him Lord and God."
- C.S. Lewis "Mere Christianity"


A surprising number of authors in Lewis' time used their initials: G.K. Chesterton, E.E. Cummings, T.S. Elliot, H.G. Wells... humans are a weird bunch.

Music is Dead. Microsoft (and BMG) killed it.

January 30, 2009 | |

Ick. How can we even consider that the future of music? I hope it's all a satire. Even after you get beyond the ridiculous styles, the music just sounds so removed. Well, I suppose "supermaning the hoes" has already made it big. If the general public buys Mr. Tell'Em's work, why wouldn't they buy that.

When did music lose it's humanity!

God's Love

January 29, 2009 | |

Abecedarius Rex wrote a post about Emily Dicken's poem "I'm Nobody, Who Are You?", but something about what he said left me longing (here's why). Maybe I'm still a rosy eyed youth (i'm not too much farther along than those sophomores), but I think life can be beautiful. There is a God, and He loves us! But that's horribly difficult to say and be taken seriously. My early religious education consisted of "Jesus Loves Me, This I Know" and bewilderment at the shear number of Snickers and banana shaped runts that were in heaven, and I don't think I'm in the minority. You pull the "Jesus loves you" line and it all seems very childish, but that's because nobody bothers to tell you that Jesus loves a sinner!

That's when God's love start to mean things, and that's what Mr. Rex gets exactly right: Jesus loves a sinner. He describes our state as a "vast, abyssal darkness... a gulf so profound and terrifying that it is difficult to express it to anyone else lest they think of you as a freak". Makes sense then that we can't hope for any happiness to arise out of self-reflection, because we really are the nobodies that he articulates. Yet we can find happiness in God. Life isn't "an exile on the blasted plain which is cold, alone, and desperate", because we have God, who's infinite warmth and consolation never leaves us!

There is another step after realizing where it ain't at, and that is realizing where it is at.
Atheism allows man nothing more than Mr. Rex's description of man. What they really do is stop at their own worthlessness. The only reason they can gulp down that prospect is that most deny their own worthlessness. That's foolish, but we can't see through ourselves and stop either; the whole point of seeing through our own existence is to see God.

There are no miserable saints!

The Human Soul

January 19, 2009 | |

I haven't had any original thoughts lately. I don't think anybody in the modern era can have an original and moral thought. But in my unoriginality, here is another perfect quote:

"How does he [God] manifest himself now?" asked the Savage.
"Well, he manifests himself as an absence; as though he weren't there at all." [replied Mustapha Mond].

- Brave New World, Aldous Huxley

You can't get rid of God: he leaves a hole where he should be, where man wishes he was. People wonder why God doesn't give them concrete, physical reasons to believe, and they are right, he doesn't give that to most people. But he does give us a hole! God is Good, God is Great, God is Excellent!

January 18, 2009 | |

"Droll thing life is - that mysterious arrangement of merciless logic for a futile purpose. The most you can hope from it is some knowledge of yourself - that comes too late - a crop of unextinguishable regrets. I have wrestled with death. It is the most unexciting contest you can imagine. It takes place in an impalpable greyness, with nothing underfoot, with nothing around, without spectators, without clamor, without glory, without the great desire of victory, without the great fear of defeat, in a sickly atmosphere of tepid scepticism, without much belief in your own right and still less in that of your adversary. If such is the form of ultimate wisdom, then life is a greater riddle than some of us think it to be."

- Marlow ("Brave New World", Joseph Conrad)


--OR--


"for life's not a paragraph
And death i think is no parenthesis"

- E.E. Cummings "since feeling is first"

Inactivity

January 14, 2009 | |

I've been waiting 3 years for these guys to get their acts together!

Parable #1

January 12, 2009 | |

My literature teacher reads one of Soren Kierkegaard parables every week. I'm going to try my hand at the form (and my favorite Danish philosopher’s writing style!):



How ought we to attend to the spiritual health of others?

Consider entering a hospital with the intention of visiting your ailing spouse. As you move on your way you pass by several rooms occupied by strangers. Cries of pain and discomfort echo all around the hospital walls. Do you not also feel a discomfort knowing that your fellow man, stranger as they are, suffer under such a load. Now consider you pass the room of a distant friend, whom you have not seen for years. Would you not stop and comfort your old friend for just a moment in hopes of lessening his suffering and introducing joy into his disposition? After some ways you enter the room of your spouse. You would no doubt spend all day in that hospital room comforting your loved one. Now, consider that you were a doctor. Would you not go to great lengths attempting to cure your spouse, or any sick person you were to encounter? And would you not be negligent and cold hearted to withhold any energy attempting to restore peace and health to those in need? Now how can any man rightly withhold his comforting or curative powers when considering a health that is vastly more important and eternal than the forgetful and momentary nature of man's life on earth?

Don't fear, God's love is here!

January 10, 2009 | |

This might be the first of many quotations from St. Therese of Lisieux's "Story of A Soul": the quotation below was taken from xvi - xvii.

She called her doctrine "the little way of spiritual childhood," and it was based on complete and unshakable confidence in God's love for us. This confidence means that we cannot be afraid of God even though we sin, for we know that, being human, sin we shall but, provided that after each fall, we stumble to our feet again and continue our advance to God, He will instantly fogive us and come to meet us. St. Therese does not minimise the gravity of sin, but she insists that we must not be crushed by it. We must repent and realise that God's love never fails. And God's love for us must be matched, within our human limitations, by our love for Him. There must be a ceaseless flow of love - to and fro- between Creator and creature. Now this interchange of love does away with the feeling that to please God we must do great and extraordinary things. If we only fear God, we are in danger of deluding ourselves that He needs to be placated by deeds which, in some measure, match His awful majesty. Few saits have appreciated this majesty better than St. Therese, but she never is overawed by it. She accepts it and accepts, too, the fact of her own littleness by the side of it. She knows that nothing she can ever do can be adequate, but this leaves her quite untroubled. The depth of her love for God means that all the small, trivial acts of which she is capable take on great value because of the motive behind them. And God, with His overwhelming love and understanding, accepts them joyfully. So "the little way" means that salvation is made not easy, but obviously possible. Salvation has, of course, always been possible, but from time to time there have arisen within the Church movements such as Jansenism which belittled or denied God's mercy. The Church has invariably condemned such movements, but these heresies have left their mark and men have been plunged in despair, believing that they could never achieve salvation, that a life of unbelievable austerity and heroic deeds was essential, and that without such a life they were of no account before God. This is rank heresy. He whole teaching of the Church condems it. But vestiges of it still survived.
And of no relation to this awesome quote (John Beevers write better introductions than your average editor): the Shostakovitch Jazz Suites! Their not "jazz" but their cool.

"Jazz is dead"

January 08, 2009 | |

So MPR cut "The Jazz Connection"... we all knew it was coming. I don't know the future: I don't know where music could possibly go, but the one thing I can assure you of is that unless Americans go through some radical changes in every area but musical tastes, anything with semi-advanced harmony, good melodies and ingenuity is dead. Jazz is dead. Classical music is dead. Why are we surprised? American's can't pay off their credit cards: you expect them to go through the drudgery of listening to a Mahler Symphony. The drudgery of understanding a Mahler Symphony. This post wasn't designed for this, but this is how it is (from a speech addressed to my fellow student body):

The late 19th century composer Gustav Mahler believed that a symphony was a representation of an entire world. This seems striking, but for obvious reasons. We have been instructed in reading and literature since we were in Kindergarten where as classical music is taught incredibly briefly in the music classes we’ve all forgot from middle school. You learn a few key pieces from a few key composers and your done. You’d think that classical music was run by 6 men who each wrote 2 pieces for the past 400 years if you took those classes as your sole guide. We were lucky to listen to a full piece even once. And we received no instruction in the language that the composers were using. Comparatively we (at least ideally) read before class, then go over it in class, and then refer to it in consecutive classes, and eventually we write an essay about the book. If we treated classical music the same way we would take each musical section apart, listen to it carefully at home, then deconstruct it phrase by phrase in class, and eventually write our own sophisticated piece. That simply is not the case, so it is difficult for us to understand the purpose of a Mahler symphony. We don’t think of it as a new world, just the same way as no kindergartner is going to think of “The Inferno” as a new world.

Pamela Espeland had some good quotes from angry emailers:

"Me, I'm pulling for Lightrail to reroute through their lobby."

"Pardon my French, but those bean counters at MPR are assholes."

And she added:


Allow me to suggest that we include KBEM and KFAI in our giving plans. And to suggest that in the midst of the economic crisis, the cutbacks, the layoffs, the downsizing, our personal economic troubles, our worries, and our fears, that we do what we can to support live jazz. If we want it to be there and available to us six months from now--whether at the Dakota or the AQ, Orchestra Hall or the Ted Mann, the Rogue Buddha, the Kitty Cat or the Hopkins Center, the Clown Lounge or the Hat Trick or Cafe Maude or any one of the places we can experience this remarkable music in person--let's get out there, kids. Now is the time.


But people act as if jazz is still entertaining to the average American. And I agree with all the people who claim good music isn't always entertaining, just like great books are a bore to read sometimes, but nothing sells in this day an age if it's not entertaining. Don't fool yourself into thinking that jazz is all that entertaining. It's not! Why would it be? The thing is you don't see "normal" people at the AQ. Cafe Maude isn't staying open because of their late night jazz jokes on their smaller than cramped stage. And if we keep flocking to auditoriums to hear jazz it's going to be just like classical music (cue Greg Sandow). You should be able to yell during a jazz concert. "YES!" or "DON'T HURT 'EM". Not the pretty golf clap.

Why is everybody surprised that the intelligent, elevated forms of music are dying? Because intelligent, elevated people are dying!

Sunday night Television

January 04, 2009 | |

I iron my shirts on Sunday nights, and that's when I get all my TV exposure. Tonight I watched the history channel's treatment of the 7 deadly sins. Actually, I only caught the last two episodes on anger and pride. In each one the ultimate conclusion was that man is helpless in freeing himself from the sins. Anger is caused by the brain and pride is necessary to succeed (IN OUR WORLD... not in God's world). The history channel didn't know what they were talking about but at least I was able to get a good laugh in once. They had some Yale professor on saying that Capuchin monkeys (observe the cute cuddly picture) exhibit pride, and therefor there is reason to believe that pride is in man's DNA. I don't know why it is so revolutionary to tell me that pride is part of my nature, but I digress. Yes, the Capuchin monkey was the key to the whole argument.


It was almost as if a sly, clever writer was forced to say that we can't help ourselves, and so he used a monkey with the same name as a Franciscan offshoot (observe famous Capuchin, Padre Pio, below). Yes, it was a good laugh. While their saying that man can't help but be proud and humility is impossible they are constantly reminding me of saintly friars who are given the gift of humilty by abandoning themselves and loving God. There had to be an inside man. Or maybe the history channel really is that naive.


Speaking of humility, Padre Pio and his stigmata offer a great example. The first picture I saw of Padre Pio was this one, featuring his stigmata promanantly. Saints like Padre Pio and Catherine of Siena are given the gift of suffering like Christ did. And you'd think that you'd flaunt those suckers around if your going to suffer for 30 some years with them but no: the saints who recieve them ask for them to be made invisible! They don't want them to go away, just invisible. They want to suffer the pain without recieving any of the recognition for it. I suppose the history channel would say that the saints are insane. They forget how AWSOME God is! He can make you such a holy person that you'd joyfully accept thankless suffering to come closer to him. If the saints delt with having nails driven into their hands for 20 or more years think of all the small insignificant daily things we can offer up to God, so that our suffering might bring us closer to the one who suffered death for us.

Kenny Gorlick

January 01, 2009 | |

I'm sorry, but I wish the whole world could read Basil's quote and Pat Metheny's quote:

"But when Kenny G decided that it was appropriate for him to defile the music of the man who is probably the greatest jazz musician that has ever lived by spewing his lame-ass, jive, pseudo bluesy, out-of-tune, noodling, wimped out, fucked up playing all over one of the great Louis's tracks (even one of his lesser ones), he did something that I would not have imagined possible."
-Pat Metheny


The DJs my school hired for dances used to end every dance with that cursed track. It'd be one last chance for all the couples to see how much the female could depend on the male to support herself, and how close to sleeping they could come while slowly gyrating back and forth. Highschool would be so much better if it wasn't populated with teenagers.

St. Basil the Great

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It's St. Basil the Great's feast day tomorrow. Check this out (source):

Modestus had threatened him with confiscation, exile, torture and death. St Basil said, 'Well, in truth, confiscation means nothing to a man who has nothing, unless you covet these wretched rags and a few books; that is all I possess. As to exile, that means nothing to me, for I am attached to no particular place. That wherein I live is not mine, and I shall feel at home in any place to which I am sent. Or rather, I regard the whole earth as belonging to God, and I consider myself as a stranger wherever I may be. As for torture, how will you apply it? I have not a body capable of bearing it, unless you are thinking of the first blow you give me, for that will be the only one in your power. As for death, this will be a benefit to me, for it will take me the sooner to the God for whom I live . . .' The Prefect said that nobody had ever spoken to him like that. St Basil replied, 'Perhaps that is because you have never had to deal with a bishop.'