Monthly Archives: May 2011
Outta Here
If one searches for my blog by my blog name, a number of porn sites come up with the search. While my blog persona may be a number of things, he is not an on-line pervert. Misanthrope, yes. Pervert, no. … Continue reading
Mel Gibson and the Scapular
Apropos of a recent blog entry, I present to you a recent photo of Mel Gibson from the Hotel De Cap in Antibes, France, wearing his scapular (letting both his faith and his gut hang out): Photo courtesy of the … Continue reading
No More Gentlemen
In Walker Percy’s The Last Gentleman, the befuddled amnesiac Will Barrett arrives at this existential stoplight: When he was a youth he had lived his life in a state of the liveliest expectation, thinking to himself: what a fine thing … Continue reading
Our Lady of Sorrows
Given the universality of the Catholic Church, one is sure to find a devotion to match every eccentricity, pathology, emotional hang-up, or disposition on earth. For me and for my melancholia, the Church provides the devotion to the Sorrowful Mother. … Continue reading
My, This Sounds Heavy…
I came across this in Erik von Kuehnelt-Leddihn’s Lefitism Revisited: From de Sade and Marx to Hitler and Pol Pot while in a coffee shop today (all the while trying to look dark, brooding, and mysterious–like a modern day Heathcliff): The … Continue reading
Lee
My brother recently returned a book that I thought I had given to him. He believed that I had simply loaned it out to him, so he wanted to return it, as any considerate reader would do. (N.B.: I lend … Continue reading
Notes Before I Go, with a Little Something to Offend Everyone (Namely, Myself and Those I Love)
I. Why the obsession to document nearly every event in our mundane lives (and they are mundane for the most part—and should be, for “mundane” is derived from mundus)? Experience has to be mediated through the camera before it can … Continue reading
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