Sunday, December 1, 2013

Sunday, November 24, 2013

Sunday, November 17, 2013

Sunday, November 3, 2013

Sunday, October 27, 2013

Great Wits

... are sure to Madness near ally'd.

Sunday, October 20, 2013

Some Truth

... there was, but dash'd and brew'd with Lyes ...

Sunday, October 13, 2013

Sunday, October 6, 2013

But Life

... can never be sincerely blest;

Sunday, September 29, 2013

In the Hum of the Market

... there is money, but under the cherry tree ...

Sunday, September 22, 2013

Sunday, September 15, 2013

Wednesday, September 11, 2013

Sunday, September 8, 2013

All My Own Perception

... of beauty both in majesty and simplicity is founded upon Our Lady.

Wednesday, September 4, 2013

On Being Olde

The only Respighi I can listen to with equanimity—and it is more than equanimity, I am ashamed to say: it is positively pleasure—is "Ancient Airs and Dances."  The only Prokofiev I've ever truly enjoyed is the "Classical Symphony."

Sunday, September 1, 2013

Thursday, August 29, 2013

What I Was Thinking When I Should Have Been Finding You All Music

Let the record state that I appreciate that Bottom is not, himself, in favor of the Church being A-OK with same sex marriage.  To characterize what Bottom as offering as an argument in favor of same sex marriage is to oversimplify what he has written.  But what Bottom's article does do, pretty undeniably, is present a sort of case for drawing back from direct engagement in the debate.  Not because Bottom thinks the Catholic position is wrong, but because he thinks—given the current cultural situation, and the way the debate has gone so far—that it is more advisable, strategically, to draw back, regroup.

Sunday, August 25, 2013

Saturday, August 24, 2013

Less Than Superb

I went to see Superman a few weeks ago (with a friend—Batman III has been the only movie I watched in theaters alone, and I rather regretted that decision). It was with low expectations that I sat down, fifteen minutes late with five minutes of trailers to go. It might seem that those low expectations paid off, as they generally do; but even low expectations can be disappointed, in proof of which I submit as exhibit A my evening with Star Trek earlier this summer. (It was all downhill after the red forest with the white natives in the yellow thingamajiggers. But as usual with movie watching, the company was good.)

Wednesday, August 21, 2013

Sunday, August 18, 2013

He That Falls

... into sin is a man; he that grieves at it is a saint ...