Discipline was never an issue at St. Xavier’s School for Wayward Boys and Cane Toads, as it was run by the Eurethran Order of Nuns — known to the world as the Sisters of Perpetual Chastity and Wandplay. Despite the … Continue reading →
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Dead Wild Roses: The DWR Sunday Disservice – What Easter Is Really About
Happy Bunny Day or Happy Easter as the deluded like to say. 🙂 This merry bunny day, we have a short, but telling expose on how much bullcookery you have to swallow if you really want to get down the Jebus and hang out with him on Easter. God is
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Via Brian McClaren’s blog, Holy Week: Meditation 6: Wherever there is death … wherever hope is buried … wherever evil triumphs over law, and wherever law triumphs over grace … wherever injustice, unkindness, and arrogance are winning … just wait. It’s not over yet.
Continue readingThose Emergency Blues: A Poem for Easter
My own, with at least Easterish themes of death and rebirth. Originally published on 7/10/10. VSA You came to us, no vital signs, no breath Found dead, or nearly so, by the mall You last saw cars, careening carts, a child. Then falling, hard pavement, blood, a void empty Of
Continue readingThose Emergency Blues: Easter 2012
Happy Easter. One thing you may or may not know about me, dear readers, is that I’m a retired Catholic. Like many other people, I left because what some Catholics would call “below-the-belt” issues, but also because the (ongoing) sexual abuse scandals, the treatment of women, and the utter hatred
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Whatever one’s religious beliefs, the Hallelujah Chorus from Handel’s Messiah is a joyful and inspiring piece of music. Here on Easter Sunday is the Hallelujah Chorus performed during Andre Rieu’s “Live From Radio City Music Hall” in New York City 2004, with the Johann Strauss Orchestra and the Harlem Gospel
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Easter in Pittsburgh Even on Easter Sunday jungle of lilies and ferns fat Uncle Paul who loved his liquor so would pound away with both fists on the when the church was a stone pulpit shouting sin sin sin and the fiery fires of hell and I cried all after-
Continue readingA Novelist's Mind: Lilian Nattel Online: On the Eve of Festivities
Today there was sun and A and I walked along the railway tracks. This is what I saw (click any photo to enlarge): a kestrel and there was this… and this… So thank you to the birds and the graffiti artists for speaking to the festivals of spring and renewal,
Continue reading350 or bust: A Cry For Change
Reposted from April 4, 2010. Brian McClaren‘s Holy Week: Meditation 6: Wherever there is death … wherever hope is buried … wherever evil triumphs over law, and wherever law triumphs over grace … wherever injustice, unkindness, and arrogance are winning … just wait. It’s not over yet. * More links:
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