 Arguing with anonymous strangers on the Internet is a sucker’s game because they almost always turn out to be — or to be indistinguishable from — self-righteous sixteen-year-olds possessing infinite amounts of free time.
Neil Stephenson
We haven’ t had an open thread in a while, so here it is. The usual rules apply: be concise, be charitable and, above all, be amusing.
A good piece I came across via twitter that some of your readers may like, “Pope Leo and Saint Michael the Archangel.”
Leo XIII truly saw, in a vision, demonic spirits who were congregating on the Eternal City (Rome). The prayer that he asked all the Church to recite was the fruit of that experience.
http://catholicstand.com/pope-leo-and-saint-michael-the-archangel/
I think this post was written by some anonymous blogger posing as Don. I refuse to engage. 🙂
Congrats!
Okay that’s weird shoulda posted on another bloc sorry…
I’ll take the congrats anyway Deltaflute! 🙂
“I think this post was written by some anonymous blogger posing as Don.”
No, no tovarich, I assure you that it is I comrade Don McClarey!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1RAUm6l_t6k
Don,
As I sit in the dentist’s chair having a crown milled, just thought I’d say thanks for the blog. Been reading for years. Even through the Novocain. Wish there were a contact email here…
Reading the blog in a dentist chair? TAC: It Relieves Dental Pain!
Humility is not always a virtue.
It’s worth viewing the video of Amanda, Margaret Thatcher’s granddaughter, reading Ephesians 6: 10-18.
11 Put on the full armor of God
12 For our struggle is not against flesh and blood, but against the rulers, against the authorities, against the powers of this dark world and against the spiritual forces of evil in the heavenly realms.
13 . . . put on the full armor of God,
14 Stand firm . . . with the belt of truth buckled . . . with the breastplate of righteousness in place,
15 . . . feet fitted with the readiness that comes from the gospel of peace.
16 . . . take up the shield of faith, . . . extinguish the flaming arrows of the evil one.
17 Take the helmet of salvation and the sword of the Spirit, which is the word of God.
18 And pray in the Spirit on all occasions with all kinds of prayers and requests.
“Reading the blog in a dentist chair? TAC: It Relieves Dental Pain!”
Alternatively, the pain of reading the blog obscures the pain of the drill.
Ouch!!!
Just kidding. I enjoy most of the posts and comments here. Though I don’t think they’d ease the pain of the dentist’s drill.
Tomorrow, April 25th. is ANZAC day.
The Australian and New Zealand Army Corps. Two nations forged in brotherhood amidst the anvil of war – another country’s war – but nevertheless the mother country of those who suffered and died, but who live in our memory as the heroes who bequeathed us our freedom.
( just as well Obama is not reading this – our forebears would be “corpsemen”)
“Just kidding. I enjoy most of the posts and comments here. Though I don’t think they’d ease the pain of the dentist’s drill.
I don’t know Phillip. I have been told on more than one occasion that some of my posts would put anyone to sleep! 🙂
“Tomorrow, April 25th. is ANZAC day.”
I am having a special look back at Anzac Day 1943 tomorrow Don.
Humility is always a virtue. It is a part of moderation, and as with all natural virtues it is to be found in the middle, between its absence (pride) and its excess (self-abjection). The virtues that fall under moderation are tricky.
Humility lies in the recognition of that which is of value in another, in yourself, and in God. Man is created to be a lofty being, and it’s no sin to recognize that potential in oneself, or even the extent to which that potential is being realized – as long as one recognizes the Source of both that potential and of one’s progress toward it.
Oops – I should have added that if you don’t keep your eye on the ball, the Source, you undo your progress. That’s the tricky part. In fact, it sounds impossible, but virtues are an orientation developed through repetition and grace, and one can develop the virtue of humility so that one grows without becoming proud in that growth.