Latin Catholic by birth, Byzantine Catholic by the grace of God.
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Monday, January 31, 2005

Pope Loses Battle With Peace-Symbol Dove

A funny story. His Holiness releases a peace dove, who promptly flies back to the safety of the Pontiff's apartment.

I give HH credit for taking it lightly and with good humor. It seems telling though that the bird seemed to know what little peace was to be found in the outside world. And I wish the Vatican would spend more time saving souls and less time saving lives (or at least gesturing symbolically in that direction), which is a secondary concern.

Saturday, January 29, 2005

Alternative? Is this 1992?


What Social Status are you?
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Friday, January 28, 2005

I just realized one of my favorite bloggers is a lady

Really, I must not be very observant, because it says "Posted by Hilary" under every post. However, it wasn't until cruising some older writings I missed, in which the writer discusses wearing a head covering at the traditional Mass, that I put the pieces together. Of course, I was perplexed for a moment, picturing a very traditional man wearing a head covering in church. But no, I'm just a dummy.

Either way, check out a very snappy, polymathic, and lucidly written blog, Fiat Mihi. I wish the women in my life were clearer thinkers.

Monday, January 24, 2005

Another quiz - long, but fun

Scrabble
You are Scrabble. You tend to be impulsive and
probably have ADD. You are very curious and
have too many hobbies. Stubborn in meaningful
things, you are flexible with unimportant
issues.

Disturbingly, your life is out of control and you
are easily taken advantage of by others. You
have nervous habits. Just like Scrabble, people
find you mentally or emotionally
exhausting.

Your patron saint is: Julian the Hospitaller,
patron of circus workers.
Your element is: Fire.
Your virtual love meter is: 7, A spicy meat-ah
ball-ah.

What board game are you?

Friday, January 21, 2005

I wish I had my camera

Yesterday, I was driving in the hinterlands, and was behind a flatbed truck carrying crushed cars to their final resting place. The second-to-bottom pancake-thin bumper still had a sticker that read "Dukakis '88."

Tuesday, January 18, 2005

More Islamofestivity

Before I begin, let me note that I've decided that I like the prefix "Islamo-." At first, I thought "Islamofascist" was just a PC way to avoid dealing with the Islamic religion as a whole, and it still is, really. But there are just too many delicious potential neologisms to avoid the prefix altogether. Preferably, the appended word also starts with an "F." Expect to see many in the coming months.

On to the point:

Syrian Catholic Archbishop kidnapped and released.

This seems like a perfect opportunity for His Holiness John Paul II to kiss another Koran. Or, maybe outdo himself and take a hajj to Mecca.

and...

EU to break up in coming years, according to CIA, thanks to welfare state and Islamofertility.

"The EU is also set for a looming demographic crisis because of a drop in birth rates and increased longevity, with devastating economic consequences.

The report says: 'Either European countries adapt their workforces, reform their social welfare, education and tax systems, and accommodate growing immigrant populations [chiefly from Muslim countries] or they face a period of protracted economic stasis.'

As a result of the increased immigration needed, the report predicts that Europe’s Muslim population is set to increase from around 13% today to between 22% and 37% of the population by 2025, potentially triggering tensions."

37% Muslim? Sounds like a party. How long before Notre Dame goes the way of the Bamiyan Buddhas?

Sunday, January 16, 2005

Free Charles Graner!

"There's a war on. Bad things happen." Exactly. This man is losing ten years of his life to protect the Bush Administration's reputation.



Muslims regularly beat their wives, kill infidels, destroy churches, and throw homosexuals off of cliffs. And they want Graner to get the death penalty for making prisoners masturbate? As always, the dirty, idolatrous, devil-possessed Islamofascists can "kiss my royal Irish ass."

And in this case, so can that candy-ass George W. Bush. If I was in charge of the Iraq war, I'd demolish every mosque in the country. And if anyone didn't like it, they could go to jail for ten years. Instead, Bush bends over and spreads his cheeks wide to receive the metaphorical manhood of the Islamic world.

Friday, January 14, 2005

I don't usually post quizzes...

... but this one fits the blog so perfectly. And I love being associated with a Crusader.


Take the quiz: "What Monarch Are You?"

Richard I
You're a great explorer and you're very brave. Sometimes, you're so caught up in exploring and doing your own thing that you neglect the people around you and the things around you. Pay more attention to those parts of your life, like your family and friends. The day will come when you wil need more than just your own spirit and drive.

Thursday, January 13, 2005

Misanthropy

I've noticed my posts tend to complain a lot about humanity. I don't consider myself a misanthrope, because I don't have a philosophical disdain for humanity (like, say, Sartre), but simply an emotional one. And I tend to write here what I know other people in the real world aren't interested in hearing: complaining.

My wife accused me of being a "mild misogynist" the other day, because I don't usually get along well with woman and don't enjoy their company. And she says I typify women as needlessly complicated and irrational.

I replied that I don't like many men either, but while I'm annoyed by most women for the same reasons, I dislike each man in his own special way.

Sunday, January 02, 2005

Memories of past grievances

I was reminded today of what a piece of crap Ernie Anastos is. I used to work at a radio station, and loved the job, which is rare for me. Then Anastos bought it from the owner and liquidated all but one employee.



That's bad enough, but the worst was how it was done. They took advantage of my youthful naivete to string me along, making sure they had the use of my services until the day of change. They kept telling me they'd find something for me, until the last day, when they told me I was out of luck. And I kept hearing about what a passionate friendly guy this jerk is, like the father from "My Big Fat Greek Wedding." The new station manager told me how Anastos gives employees bear hugs and and just has so much joie de vivre. And then they dropped the hammer on me.

And when I go to visit relatives downstate, and I see his big shit-eating grin on the news, I just want to put my foot right through the TV.

I've found it takes me about 10 years to forgive and forget when the offender isn't sorry for what he did. I can forgive the contrite easily, but I just last year realized that I had finally forgiven high school bullies, and a man-hating boss I had at a part-time job in 1993. Maybe I'll forgive Anastos some day, but not yet.