Previous Dispatches: Yaps, Fisks, and Streams of Consciousness
From time to time I yap back, fisk, or enter into a Stream of Consciousness about something in the news, the Church, or the culture. Here's the yapping, fisking, and streaming which are, IMHO, keepers. I quote some of the aformentioned yapping, fisking, or consciousness-streaming to give you a preview.
Salon Magazine on The Passion: Two Pods Down. "Frighteningly-Organized Christians? Select conservative leaders? Nationwide activity? Bodysnatching Pods from Space? Here I was, thinking only members of the Gibson family could make inflammatory, crack-pot conspiracy statements that can be tied into The Passion. Now we find out that those things are part of the office pool at Salon.com. ‘Hey Cintra, I picked Space Pods for the reason behind Bush invading Iraq! Well you're gonna loose, Camry, because I got Right-Wing Taco Bell Chicken Conspiracy and fifty bucks!' On second thought, Cintra, you'd better leave that Encarta disk plastered to your forehead -- it's the only thing keeping the Frighteningly-Organized Christian Brain-Control Waves from turning your mind into a burrito."
Darth Burke to Princess Lassa: "I Find Your Lack of Faith Disturbing." "As I see it, there are actually two ways to view this dust-up. One of them is that it's about whether Catholic lawmakers are going to ‘foist' Catholicism on decent Americans. The other is that it's about whether Catholic lawmakers must, in order to be Catholic lawmakers, actually be Catholics. For far too long (beginning with that lying drug-addict who treated women like used tissue-paper -- I mean John F. Kennedy), Bishops have allowed the answer to be an unequivocal ‘Yes,' as in ‘Yes, Canon law requires every Catholic lawmaker, every year and before Easter, to publicly announce why he or she can't conscientiously participate in a St. Patrick's Day Parade that excludes gay-rights organizations.' For the first time since Bishop Bruskewitz's courageous notice to the Catholics in his spiritual charge, another bishop is talking turkey about what it means to betray America by servile obeisance to the Pope in Rome er, be Catholic (sorry, we'll get to that later). So I guess it's not surprising that the Milwaukee Journal-Sentinel sees only one way to phrase the issue -- as a threat to the American people, who are assumed to be allergic to the very idea of talking turkey. Anyhow, what's so wrong with a Roman Catholic Bishop rhetorically holding two fingers together and choking the crap out of a State Senator while saying, ‘I find your lack of faith disturbing'? If a PETA dizz-brain can throw paint on Mrs. Van-Richey's mink coat, surely Burke's entitled to use his episcopal stationary.
When Maidens Were Fair and Heresiarchs Bold Yep, that's how you can tell heresies nowadays -- Satan's addicted to colons. We'll have none of those colon-less titles, thank you, like The Interior Castle, City of God or Lives of the Saints. The only task left for the Holy Office is to determine whether the title is a single-bore heresy (one piece of trendy blather ante-colon, followed by serious-sounding explanatory title) or a double-bore heresy (pieces of trendy blather appended to each side of the colon). A Rejoicing People: Male Castration in the Writings of Hildegard of Bingen is a single-bore heresy. A Church of Love Unbounded: Necrophiliac Priests Tell Their Stories is a double-bore blast of heterodoxy. These bouts of scholarly possession, however, need not be tedious to the layman. Often, playful demons cause theologians to insert oxymorons on one or both sides of the colon. So you get single-barrelled oxymoronic heresies (A Scriptural Garden: Lesbian Exegesis of the Song of Songs), and double-barrelled oxymoronic heresies, like The Church of Peter: Dissenting Catholics Claim their Faith. That's why Bishop Malone's no-doubt self-published autobiography will be titled Vincent Malone: A Shepherd Reflects.
Tricky John Sp*ng and the Vatican Website "It's not the faith of Christianity that's dying, John. It's the life-giving faith of men. And you're helping men die, John, you're urging men to die, because you think growth is a sign of death and, no doubt, think death is a sign of growth. You're a sadly-smiling member of a cultural Sonderkommando, passing out rhetorical towels and philosophical soap to the naked men and women who shuffle, cowed and shivering, past your demonically-assigned station. May God have mercy on you, John, may God have mercy, for otherwise it will have been better for you to have had a millstone fastened around your neck and been cast into the sea."
Orthodoxy Comes for an (Arch) Bishop "We noticed that he kept repeating this thought, his hand never leaving a book titled ICEL Manual of Style. As he spoke, his visage became paler, even translucent . . . . . . . and his voice took on a tinny quality, sounding more distant, as though he were going away . . . . until he was barely visible, lost in the dust motes swirling by the nearby window, his voice faintly echoing from some unfathomably-distant place . . . ."
Flinging Pebbles at Vultures "Thank [ ] for Richard McBrien! Without him, reporting on the Catholic Church would grind to a halt, and news anchors would lose their mouths like Neo did in The Matrix. There wouldn't be a single modern gripe about the Catholic Church -- ranging from complaints about the Church's teachings on sex all the way through complaints about the Church's teachings on sex -- that could be ‘legitimized' by the sight of McBrien's head croaking out the dead pseudo-pieties of 1968. And as usual, McBrien has gotten it wrong. Every person is indispensable -- even the pope. Even this pope, no matter how much some folks would like him to be the pontifical equivalent of Terri Schiavo."
"Mister, Can You Spare a Dime for a Prurient Catholic?" "The hallmark of men who find Catholicism repugnant is not their time, their state in life, or even the merits of their opinions. It is in their arrogance. An arrogance which, in this case, has assumed that something icky and nasty confirms their repugnance, and that it doesn't call on them to wonder whether the nastiness belongs to them and not to what they dislike. Papism says that the bleeding face of the Lord, his torn flesh and lifeless corpse, are beautiful. They are beautiful because they are a divinely-willed token of an infinite regard which makes Mr. Carroll's love of life, and Ms. Matthewes-Greene's wondrous awe at the resurrecting forgiveness of sins, possible."
The Dossier Proclaims: "Whack ‘Em All and Let God Sort ‘Em Out Day." "A little reality check is needed here. It [producing the English translation of the Novus Ordo] was an ‘elaborate consultative process' in exactly the same -- and no greater -- way than getting your nine-year-old into bed without one more drink of water or five more minutes of Spongebob is an ‘elaborate consultative process.' For three decades, the Vatican kept saying, ‘translate this into English' while BCL-ites like Msgr. Fred McManus kept hearing that ‘liturgical development and adaptation would ultimately demand much more by way of creativity. ‘"
Plus ca change, plus c'est la meme chose. "No, Cardinal McCarrick isn't avidly pro-Democratic as Cardinal Innitzer was pro-Nazi. But the thinking is eerily similar -- an unwillingness to risk the Church's position just to fight an ‘unwinnable' battle contra mundum, a coy piety which shrinks from secular challenges, an eagerness to put a pin in that ‘one little evil' in exchange for so much good . . . . The article's in black. My comments are in blue."
The Unbelievably Dumb World of Oliver Stone "From the intro, we learn that Looking for Fidel is actually a do-over -- Stoney-boy's first version contained so many instances of bootlicking and up-sucking that HBO's viewer focus groups confused it with a documentary by the American Dental Association. So HBO sent him back to Cuba for a ‘harder' look at Fidel. Unfortunately, as the interview shows, the only thing ‘harder' about the second film is the suction applied to Fidel's toe-cap. . . . My stream of consciousness is in blue, everyone else's in black. . . . . ALB: Now, when you were talking to the prisoners who tried to hijack a plane, one told you he was a fisherman, and you said, ‘Why then didn't you take a boat?' Why did you ask that?
OS: Because I'm amazingly stupid. And I was so high!!! It's just dumb luck that I didn't ask ‘why didn't you take the bus?' Well, it seemed to me that if they were familiar with boats, it seemed to be the best way. Da da dee da da duh Da da dee da da duh . . . .
ALB: Did you know that in Cuba there are virtually no boats? The boats that are used for fishermen are tightly controlled. One of the more surreal aspects of Cuba, being the largest island in the Caribbean, is that there are no visible boats.
OS: I see. No, I didn't know that. I'm an Amerikan liberal, and so I don't know jack, really. Except that sometimes Castro's socks fall down and, if you're looking up you can see his leg hair. It's beautiful! Very shiny and soft.
The Problem with a Stream of Consciousness Is . . . . "If [Newsweek columnist Melinda Hennenberger's] got principles, and isn't of making this all up as she goes along, then she has a really interesting take the Pope who is eleven popes before Pius XXIII. She thinks that Pius XII ought to have let Hitler stick around and practice. He'd come around, eventually. After all, he was just going through a less orthodox time in his Catholic life. It had lasted 40 years, but who are we to judge? We can't know what was in Hitler's heart, not really. Why should Hitler or someone in his campaign have sought counsel on Catholic protocol? Pius XII would just have demurred and said, ‘What they do, is really their business and not ours. Obviously, we run the spectrum in the Catholic Church, from people who feel very annoyed with Nazis to brownshirts who scrawl Juden Raus! on shopfronts.' That's the kind of tolerant, non-judgmental, inclusive Church Melinda wants, even if she doesn't realize it because she's too dazzled by this Hitler's ability to do so much good for the country, balancing the budget, providing universal health care, building autobahns, etc. There are people who say Pius XII spoke out against the evil which a powerful politician and his followers represented, and there are people who say Pius XII didn't speak out, or didn't speak out loudly enough. But Melinda Henneberger is the first person I've come across who believes that Pius XII shouldn't have said anything at all.
More Stream of Consciousness "Fran Quigley, executive director of the Indiana Civil Liberties Union for the Abolition of Man, said that posting a biblical verse on a public vehicle such as a fire truck could violate made-up, delusional theories about the constitutional separation of church and state entertained by ICLU members after their fifth toke, when they start imagining that they can channel James Madison. Quigley cited a bong-induced ruling by the federal appeals court in Chicago whose judges, after declaring themselves to be the reincarnation of Benjamin Franklin, Gouvenor Morris, and a 35,000-year-old Atlantean warrior-priestess named Kweeshalarok, held that a city seal could not have a cross on it because the image would associate government with a particular religion. 'Municipalities are free to display the images of aborted babies and pornography on their city seals,' Quigley said, ‘because those are neutral symbols which allow everyone to meet on common ground and celebrate our total enslavement to Satan.'"
Another Draft Uncovered . . . "In time for April 1, the National Catholic Register published a story titled, ‘Bishops Plan to Make New Hymn Rules.' True to the occasion, the story made it clear the Bishops aren't planning to make any rules about anything, and that they are not doing that with all deliberate speed. The Dossier has obtained a draft of the story.[**] Changes from the published version have been indicated by blue text. . . . . Treacy said the hymns in use in the Church since the Second Vatican Council fall into four categories: good, beautiful older hymns from the Catholic tradition, such as ‘Holy God, We Praise Thy Name'; those from the classic Protestant tradition, such as ‘A Mighty Fortress Is Our God' Isn't anyone concerned about programming people to take Martin Luther's piety as a model for their own by singing the Battle Hymn of the Reformation? ; traditional gospel songs, which make white suburban parishioners feel earthy, close to the people, more real somehow such as ‘Precious Lord, Take My Hand'; and those by Catholic and Protestant composers in the junky popular-music style based on soft effeminate pseudo-pop rock, commercialized folk muzak music or Broadway tunes 'Euuuuuuuuu --- uucharist where the substance is really really changed!' and there's always Rogers & Hammerstein's Bali Hai, which can be used just by changing the name to Jesus Christ -- the rest fits right in with modern liturgical music. . . . Don't believe me? Here's the lyrics to Bali Hai: Most people live on a lonely island
Lost in the middle of a foggy sea
Most people long for another island
One where they know they would like to be
Bali Ha'i, may call you.
Any night, any day
In your heart you'll hear it call you
Come away, come away
Bali Ha'i, will whisper
On the wind of the sea
‘Here am I your special island,'
‘Come to me, Come to me' . . . . .
Wrath of Khan, Part 1: The Eugenicists Strike Again!!! "Driven by both personal and humane concerns, Doug 'Mengele' Melton has produced 17 new lines of genetically-mutilated humans embryonic stem cells, which can, in theory, be coaxed into becoming any type of adult tissue from kidneys to spinal cords. and anything in between -- anything, that is, except the complete adult human bodies they were supposed to have.
[Melton believes stem cells should be available to all researchers.]
He isolated the cells from excess people fertilized eggs obtained from Sonderkommandos in vitro fertilization clinics with their owners' permission. 'All the couples were very flattered to be asked,' said Heinrich Eichman, director of the Lebensraum Clinic in Wooster, Massachusetts, where Professor Melton went for most of his untermenschen, ‘Few people recognize just how god-like we are, with our power over life and death. They thought it was nice to be noticed.'‘
Letter to the Editor "I realize that many parts of our society dislike the Catholic Church. I will not tire you with the Catholic explanation for this phenomenon, which is much more charitable than you might suppose. Suffice it to say that neither you nor your reporters need to describe the Catholic Church as she herself does; simple good manners and a desire for reportorial accuracy would be enough to deter you from such derisive misrepresentations of the faith of nearly one billion people. Ms. Arie and your paper owe an apology to the Church whose tenets you have misrepresented and to the women who were, thereby, derisively described as staying at home and ‘breeding.'"
A New **Strain** of Liturgical Thinking: Dossier **Scoops** Spirit Daily"The Bishop of San Jose, California, has issued a statement implementing temporary changes in Eucharistic celebration due to the flu epidemic. Because the strain this year is especially transmissible, Bishop Patrick J. McGrath is suspending the offering of Communion under both Species and has ordered Communion distributed only on the hands. . . . . The restrictions, however, are only temporary. Bishop McGrath has announced that they will soon be replaced by the Diocese's new Project Wildfire. ‘We're very excited about the project,' said Fr. Charles Dutton, Director of the Diocese's Ministry of Public Outreach, ‘it's going to be a milestone in liturgical sanitation.' According to Wildfire plans released by the Diocese, an extensive rebuilding project will leave each parish Church sitting atop a state-of-the-art, microbiologically-clean Liturgical Environment consisting of a series of ring-shaped levels connected by elevators and an emergency network of ladders in the central shaft called "The Central Core":
Schematic of Wildfire Liturgical Environment
Persons who wish to attend Mass will progress through five successive types of decontamination, one on each Level. Beginning at Level 1, parishioners will remove their clothes and undergo strip-searching for contaminated personal objects, as well as a complete physical examination, by trained members of the Knights of Columbus."
Another Draft Uncovered "Recently, Rev. Donald Trautman, Bishop of Erie was given the Fred McManus award by the Federation of Diocesan Liturgical Commissions. The . . . Dossier . . . has obtained a draft of the acceptance speech, which follows. . . . ‘The founders of the American liturgical movement did not give up. They were persons of hope who patiently persevered. We need to imitate the perseverance and courage of these liturgical icons except we mustn't think about having icons or statues in our Churches, let alone identifiable or visible Tabernacles, because they incite the unwashed to primitive pre-Vatican II understandings of Catholicism -- so perhaps I ought to say ‘these liturgical felt banners' --- . . . Fr. Godfrey 'Hootenanny' Diekmann, Fr. Martin Hellriegel who all of us imitate by handing out copies of the Liber Usualis for parishioners' use at Mass . . . These scholars and pastors who brought the liturgical movement to the United States, and the scores of liturgists who like medieval monks in the face of barbarian Viking raids have sustained and kept alive and continued this movement inspire us to endure and persevere and hope must brush-up my ICEL, because that's only two synonyms: How about ‘endure, persevere, stay the course, continue, and maintain'?. We must continue to teach, teach, teach what we say are the liturgical principles of Vatican II and ignore, ignore, ignore what the documents of Vatican II would otherwise require us to do.
Why SecretAgentMan Has Problems Relating to the Media "The news story is in bold, and my simultaneous thoughts and comments are in blue. . . . In a documentary broadcast on ABC earlier this year, Jackson said he had slept in a bed with many children. ‘When you say bed you're thinking sexual,' he said in the interview. ‘It's not sexual, we're going to sleep. I tuck them in. ... It's very charming, it's very sweet.' (Since I'm talking to and about some Californians, may I suggest that they update a quaint old custom called "tarring and feathering"? Of course, we needn't use such an atavistic term. We could probably satisfy the Sneddonocracy by calling it a "bioethically-sensitive avian/petroleum intervention" -- how about it?)"
Previous Dispatches: Culture, Politics and History
Herewith a compendium of things on various cultural, political, and historical matters that I've posted over the past months. A selection from the post itself is included to give a better idea of the subject.
The Passion, the Jews and the Teaching of Contempt."The reinterpretation of the Gospel narrative upon which critics of The Passion have fixed not only their arguments about the film, but also their main hope for charitable dialogue and co-existence between Jews and Christians, is untenable. It requires a selective rejection of the Gospel's historicity and an unseemly anxiety about triumphing in Jesus' divinity which would be fatal to Christianity. It is even contradicted by Nostra Aetate, the magisterial document in which it claims to be grounded. So . . . it must in all seriousness be asked whether Christianity is doomed to live out its life as a filthy religion which sews the seeds of an unholy hatred whenever it worships, prays, or celebrates the saving sacrifice of its God."
The Catholic Church and the Nazis, Part 1"Any reasonable attempt to place historical actions into a moral framework must proceed with a healthy regard for individual human freedom and the uncertainties it causes in every life. This obligation will inevitably disappoint both champions and accusers of the papacy. The champions can't trumpet the publication of Mit Brennender Sorge or Summi Pontificatus as parts of the Church's master plan to avert a known future, and accusers can't complain about the encyclicals' failure to achieve the goals of such a hypothetical plan. What can actually be discussed is a far more limited question -- whether and to what extent, for example, Mit Brennender Sorge was an appropriate or morally-acceptable response to the conditions in Germany in March, 1937. Those conditions do not include an obvious ‘fate' that was ‘awaiting' the Jews, an inevitable second world war, or even the continued vehemence of Nazism's persecution of the Church herself."
Note to Jack Cade: ‘First Thing We Do, Is Keep Lawyers in Perspective"It makes me want to paraphrase that famous line of Brecht's: 'Suppose they gave a Culture of Death, and nobody came?' What could the lawyers do, if a thousand children insisted on praying an Ave before class, and on meeting to read the holy bible during lunch? . . . A 100-page legal brief about Terri Schiavo's "right to die" couldn't defeat a single husbandly word, but it's his lawyers who get our passionate invective as though Michael's ulcerous, silent heart (and the culture that infects it) was just an incidental ornament. Again, I humbly suggest that we Catholics might be failing to appreciate how abnormal our goals really are. We don't want a society where courts keep men from murdering their disabled wives. We want a society where men don't want their disabled wives to die. We don't want a nation governed by right-thinking lawyers. We want a nation of heroes. . . . When we pretend, or seem to pretend, that the vital problem is the antics of a profession whose members act very much like the members of every other profession, following the expected courses of behavior and responding to the predictable incentives of professional advancement, we're doing what we think the "sleazy lawyers" do. We're settling the case, plea bargaining our way out of hardship, compromising with a world that can only recognize what's humanly possible. Maybe that's one reason we hate lawyers so dearly -- we see ourselves in them, and we don't like what we see."
Orwell Finds a Metaphor for the Middle Class"We don't question or complain about the rich, the owners of capital and investment, because we imagine that deep down, they are us, and that someday we will be them. We ape their lifestyle, burdening ourselves with debt beyond our ability to repay, ogling a material banquet we can never really enjoy. We think we're better than the 'working classes,' the men and women who live just as far from Palm Beach and Palm Springs as we do, because the they don't believe that hard work and playing by the rules are all you really need to get a mansion. We are seldom Socialists, would think trade-union membership embarassing, and we work twelve, fifteen hours a day, seven days a week, in law firms, insurance companies, brokerages, and dentist's offices across America. We are snobs. Our careers, professions and degrees don't create one dime of wealth, but they do serve the wealth of others. And we find that rather congenial."
Orwell and the Waiters Redux"A few days ago I posted an excerpt from Orwell's Down and Out in London and Paris in which he described the servile fantasy life of Parisian waiters. I said it was a metaphor for the middle class. . . . Thanks, no doubt, to a reference on Mark Shea's 'Catholic and Enjoying It' blog I got some pretty screaming comments about what I'd written. I'd planned to answer then, but got delayed, so I post the answers now."
Notes for Catholics Who Can't Tell the Difference Between the Republican National Committee, the Democratic Leadership Council, and the Magisterium of the Catholic Church."The upshot of this or -- if you prefer -- the 'bottom line,' is that regarding a specific form of political, economic, or cultural life as the summum bonum of Catholic teaching is an inauthentic witness to Catholicism. The Church has (dogmatically, I would argue) condemned the proposition that any such form exists. It's one thing to argue that this law, or that cultural aspect, of a society serves Catholic teaching better than alternatives given limiting factors like place, people, or time. But arguing that there is a perfect 'Catholic Constitution,' a perfect 'Catholic real estate economy,' or perfect 'Catholic day-care legislation,' and that our only Catholic duty is to discover and implement them, takes a great deal from Marx and very little from the Magisterium.
The Republican Version of a Homosexual-Rights Activist."The Republican Party will soon realize that it can simultaneously scream bloody murder over gay marriage while crying crocodile tears about being unable to get an amendment (or a judge) through the Senate, all while a guerilla legal war in state and federal courts ends up legalizing gay marriage across the country. The Republicans have used a similar dodge on the abortion issue for the past quarter-century; they've milked four presidential victories, as well as control of the House and Senate, out of what the Left (for some strange reason) calls "the easily led" Christian voter. The Republican Party will scream bloody murder about gay marriage and get what it really wants, a gust under its wings for the next election cycle, and then it's back to crocodile tears about how terribly awfully impossible it is to have principles that mean something."
A Possible Use for Television."I've thought of a possible use for television. Here's a fun catechesis game you can play with your older teenagers or young adults. Sit down with them in front of the television set. Make sure you have a copy of the Bible and the Catechism handy, and that a taped episode of Friends, Road Rules, or any episodic show from MTV or the WB network is in the VCR. Play the episode . . . "
Thoughts on The Passion"So yeah, you could say we're a blood cult. I for one am proud of it. I'm sorry it scandalizes weak sisters like Michael Coren. I'm sorry it's too much for a lot of people. But we're a blood cult. We worship Holy Blood. We drink Holy Blood. We adore Holy Blood which is glorious, not only for its other mystical and magnificent divinity, but for the fact that it was shed in torture for our sins and our redemption. As far as I'm concerned anyone who -- like the Romans who crucified Jesus -- is shocked at the gruesome cannibalistic atmosphere they find in all that can go soak themselves in oh-so-spiritual readings of John Chapter 6 and imaginary depictions of Jesus as a cartoon character whose feet never touched the earth. Let them squirm at the idea of God's chest hair matted with sweat, dirt under His nails, rubbing gritty sleep from his eyes. Let them stop their ears at the thought of Him screaming in pain and gasping for breath. We love the God-Man entire. His divinity, His humanity, and everything they did and underwent. We even love His blood, especially His blood. That's why we're a blood cult."
Justice Scalia and the Death Penalty"There is a misconception among American Catholics, Justice Scalia apparently being one of them, to the effect that only ex cathedra pronouncements require the religious submission of the Catholic faithful. This is false. . . . a Catholic layman who is addressed by a papal encyclical must, whether or not it contains an "ex cathedra" definition of dogma, recognize that the document is issued by the immediate jurisdictional power of the Roman Pontiff and that he is bound to submit to it whether it discusses matters of faith and morals or matters of lesser import. Catholics for a Free Choice make the same mistake as Justice Scalia when they (rightly) argue that Humanae Vitae doesn't qualify as an "ex cathedra statement" and then (wrongly) conclude that the encyclical can therefore be ignored by Catholics whose respectful and thoughtful consideration leaves them with a favorable private opinion about the morality of contraception or abortion."
Tootin' My Own Horn, Sort of (the Newdow Pledge of Allegiance Case"When I wrote that the Court will [on the Pledge-of-Allegiance case] issue a "ridiculous, self-contradictory and tortured opinion that will reverse the Ninth Circuit's decision while leaving everything else undecided," I had in mind something on the order of Planned Parenthood v. Casey, 505 U.S. 833 (1992), in which Justice O'Connor swapped her judicial robe and gavel for a mumu and incense before gibbering, 'At the heart of . . . liberty is the right to define one's own concept of existence, of meaning, of the universe, and of the mystery of human life.' She -- and the two other judges who smelled the bong smoke -- proceeded to junk the trimester framework which was the centerpiece of Roe on the following grounds: (a) keeping the framework would allow advances in medical science to erode Roe beyond recognition; (b) doing so would allow the states to restrict the number of dead babies produced by Planned Parenthood abortion mills; and (c) since the Court has the power to say that something which was once essential is no longer essential, it should lift itself out of the dilemma by its own bootstraps.
We're Shocked, Shocked to Our Foundations, Over Bush's Torture Memos"Our present Administration is searching for legal justifications for torturing U.S. citizens. So what? Back in Clinton's day, the U.S. Marine Corps conducted a study to find out if Marines would gun down 'U.S. Citizens who refuse or resist confiscation of firearms banned by the U.S. government.' Bobby Kennedy had Martin Luther King's telephones tapped, as well as the phones at the Southern Christian Leadership Conference, for reasons of 'national security.' It gets beaten to death, but it's still true that the Nixon administration attempted to illegally affect the conduct of a presidential election. The only thing that really ticks me off about the constant references to Watergate is the same thing that sticks in my craw about how "shocked" everybody is about Donald Rumsfeld's 'the Dog Ate My Constitution' torture memos: This isn't shocking at all. It's business as usual. . . . Using law to evade the law is what governments do. All governments, all the time, everywhere. Hell, even King David used 'national security' to get Uriah killed and sleep with Bathsheba . . . .
What It Looks Like When the Center Cannot Hold"From the day when Mr. Ponytail (our counterpart, perhaps, to the Baptist), rose in the 1992 presidential debates to proclaim that we are 'symbolically the children of the future president,' to this most recent example, the Protovangelium of Alexandra Kerry, the blasphemous divinization of American politics becomes ever more pronounced. It would be good material for a dark comedy if we weren't the most powerful nation since Trajan's day."
American Fascism's Possible Future"You think you can subdue Christ's Church with tax laws, Mr. Clay? How little you know Him. Be our guest, if it must come to that. Revoke our 501(c)(3) status. . . . Send us into poverty, make us social outcasts, fugitives from the state's "righteous" claim to total power. Then blame us for the chaos and suffering that will happen when our hospitals close, our schools shut down, and our charities lock their doors. Nero did it. Why shouldn't his children delight in their inheritance? His modern children will reap the same harvest as their father, increasing our numbers tenfold. When that happens, and we threaten to overwhelm America's new tinpot theocracy, other men will come along and do even harsher things, as they always have, confident that Christ can be got rid of, eager for men to have no king but Caesar."
I Support The Troops?"Just for the record, I have three reasons for opposing the Iraq war. First, I oppose it because I do not think it a just war. Second, I oppose it because my knowledge (however limited it may be) of Catholic theology on the subject of just warfare has not led me to the conclusion that all "just causes" require that war be fought, or fought immediately, or fought by direct recourse to violent arms. Moreover, whether or not the present struggle in Iraq is consistent with Catholic teaching, I think the whole affair is a blunder of nightmarish proportions and should be opposed on that ground alone. So, can I support the troops?"
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