May 2010

Reading  through some articles I had bookmarked to peruse when I had more time, I came across a piece by Mark Shea called Pseudoknowledge and the Recent Anti-Benedict Hysteria.  Besides bringing up some great points about the misinformation going around, he has a great section about “pseudoknowledge.”

Here’s a bit:

Some years back, a friend of mine was leaving evening prayer at our local Dominican parish when he found himself confronted by an angry lady scowling at the Dominicans in their habits.  My friend happens to be a history prof at the University of Washington.  The lady started muttering at him about the monstrous crimes of the Dominicans and how everybody (including my friend) was a blind sheep because they knew nothing about the medieval Church and the crimes it has committed.  (Surely, if any subject is taboo in our culture, it is discussion of the sins, both real and imagined, of the Catholic Church).  My friend asked, “What crimes do you mean?”  She replied, “Why don’t you ask your Dominican friends about the 46 million people they killed in the Inquisition in the 14th century?”

My friend had nothing to say in reply to this.  The woman took that as confirmation of her crushing rhetorical blow.  My friend was thinking, “That was roughly the entire population of Europe at the time.  The Dominicans slaughtered all of Europe and then killed themselves?”

Read the rest here.


My brother passed along this opinion piece re: the oil spill and the finger-pointing.  A good read.

Oil spill culprits run deep

Wake up, America!  That’s what I felt like saying after someone showed me the clip hyperlinked below.

The Pill has become so entrenched in our society– so much depends on it, and so much has been affected by it– that now to challenge its existence, to call it into question, labels you as a nut-job.  Now that the agenda has been pushed so far, now that everyone has accepted a carcinogenic as a necessity of “life”, now that we’re supposed to celebrate the anniversary of this devastating invention … our culture has been so deceived and the lie is so mainstream, anyone who says otherwise is a prude or a conspiracy-theorist.

When I saw the following clip, I was infuriated.  And then I was scared.  Because it reminded me eerily of another clip.

This video:–-interview-round

reminds me dangerously of this one: (fast forward to 2:00 and watch until 3:00.)

More and more people agree with me: FB not worth it (for various reasons)….

Please keep Msgr Timothy Doherty in your prayers as he leaves his parish in Rockford, IL to go to Lafayette.  It can’t be a pleasant change to leave your parish and begin shepherding an entire diocese!

I know most of my readers don’t care, and those who care already know, but…

My home diocese gets their new bishop tomorrow!

It’s not that I don’t like our current bishop — I do, but I feel sorry for him because I know he probably wants to retire and have his life back.  He’s been waiting to retire for quite some time!

And because I’m a church nerd, I’m very excited.  I love breaking news in the Church.  I thrive on it.  So for the past few years, I’ve been waiting with bated breath for the announcement.  I’ve watched as diocese after diocese gets their bishop.  I’ve followed vacant dioceses and bishops who were approaching retirement age.  I’ve watched as Lafayette slowly made its way to the top of the list.  And then I waited some more.   I’ve listened to the rumors in the rumor mill.  I’ve sorted out false alarms.  I’ve researched.  I set alarms on my phone for a certain blog’s updates.  I’ve followed a certain Twitter.  I’ve waited.  And while waiting, I learned the ropes — how the announcement is made, how the hints are leaked, who knows what when.  The other dioceses have been good practice for me, I suppose.

Did I mention that I’ve been waiting?

So I’ll be setting my alarm at 5 am Central Time tomorrow.

And until then — I’ll be praying for the new shepherd.

I began writing this last night, but couldn’t finish because my cable signal went down.  This isn’t as true this morning, but I’m writing it anyway.

It seems that no one realizes we’re in a state of emergency here in Nashville except Jim Cantore and the weather channel. I could barely find the story on the national news networks. (Note: I just looked at FoxNews, and we’re one of the lead stories now.  It’s harder to find us on CNN.)

And our fearless leader has been silent. Hello, President Obama! At least come out of your house and make a teleprompter statement about how much the country will support us.

Am I the only one who thinks this is odd?  I thought Presidents jumped at the chance to make morale-boosting statements and to send the National Guard.  Our Governor finally made a statement asking President Obama for help, and he still hasn’t said anything to us.  I don’t want him to come, but at least show that you know this red-state exists.

UPDATE: Well, the President finally signed a Tennessee Disaster Declaration today.  I think he reads my blog.  Just kidding– I’m sure Tennesseans were showing their displeasure, as fatality count rises and the cleanup begins.  Please continue to pray for the thousands of people affected by this disaster.

There are a lot of sites you can visit to see pictures of what it’s like down here, but I think this slideshow gives a good handful of shots — with Johnny Cash, to boot: