Christmas in the Long Emergency
Brian Kaller has shut down my Christmas Eve blogging. Why? Because from rural County Kildare he has written a magnificent Christmas reflection on finding hope in this troubled time, and I'm afraid if I put anything else on top of...
Amen, Rod. Merry Christmas to you and your family. Keep up the wonderful job, I've gleaned so much knowledge from reading this blog that it's scary.
I find his writing, as well done as it is, annoyingly political, mixing pseudo-science with history, and obviously teaching a child all the political "agonies" of our day.
No, I didn't like it. I think he is misguided, misinformed, and sadly, has, like you are wont to do, Rod, believe everything bad, no matter how not credible, and be suspect of the optimism that springs from our God given ability to do what we didn't know we could do.
He's indoctrinating his child in the political myths of the day, not even giving his child a chance to learn how to think and analyze and understand, but instead, has chosen to indoctrinate in the foregone conclusions of a certain popular bit of political angst.
I don't want my children to ASSUME global warming is real and caused by man, because it's not 'a fact of science'. I want them to be open to knowing the real truth.
I don't want to build fallacious linkages to x and y phenomenon that may not truly exist. While knowledge and history and what we think today is important, it even more important for our children to start WITHOUT presumptions that could turn out to be false. To give our children a background woven with things we don't REALLY know, pretending it is psychic truth or something, we're destroying the things they can count on, when those things are proven false in the future.
Does this mean that there is nothing we can teach? No, there are truths, after all, not half truths like global warming, or whatever environmental fad is the bomb of the moment. Things like God, faith, the immortal truths in our nation's founding, and the things like family, marriage, integrity, and what is really virtue. These are the things that make us capable of working through whatever comes our way.
For my lifetime, the lifetime of my parents, and their parents before them, there has always been a looming apocolypse, and floods and droughts and infestations and hurricanes and volcanoes and earthquakes. Some came and went. And time, and we as people moved on.
He's leaving a perspective, apparently, to his child that I think does damage to her thinking and an attitude of being already defeated.
I will not. I refuse. I will not go quietly, nor surrender to fear or dread. Nor will my children, if I have anything to say about it.
I like this bit here:
"Christmas is at this time of year for a reason, and not because we know when Jesus was born. It is just after the weakest day and the longest night, when the world prepares to be born again, when we take our first steps away from the darkness and ready ourselves for the arduous season ahead. "
Happy Christmas, everyone.
And remember in your thoughts our boys and girls overseas, far away from the ones they love. They may get a half-day off, if they are lucky. If they are on one of the larger camps they'll get egg nog and turkey. There will be services, for people who can get away from mission requirements. Folks will have sent nice care packages. But other than that, the day will be just like every other day there.
Another Believer: Thanks for reminding us of our servicemen and women overseas. I will remember them at Mass tomorrow morning.
Rod: Thanks for providing yet another year of interesting and provocative postings! While I don't always agree with your points-of-view, your blog is a must-read for me every day. A blessed Christmas to you and your beautiful family.
Wait a minute! Do the Orthodox celebrate Christmas tomorrow????
Careful Rod, in extending your invitations, you don't even know me, and I might even be audacious to take you at your word, and stop by your house next time I'm in Texas. And everybody will be asking who's the strange, unknown, man on the porch, yelling, " But Rod promised me a Manhattan!"
Merry Christmas to all Christian readers, Happy Hannukah to all Jewish readers, and to readers of all other faiths, I wish you a very special time on your specific Holy Day.
"I think he is misguided, misinformed, and sadly, has, like you are wont to do, Rod, believe everything bad, no matter how not credible, and be suspect of the optimism that springs from our God given ability to do what we didn't know we could do."
I couldn't agree more.
we've got plenty of fireflies in my neck of the woods. guy sounds a little alarmist to me, and has a little too much faith in his own anecdata. hope he's more fun IRL for his daughter's sake
Amen and God bless you Rod, a Merry Christmas to you and your family!
Anyone remember the news stories of the late 70's and early 80's? TEOTWAWKI was nigh due to HERPES!
People's lives were destroyed by catching it. A few years later (very few years later) they were proclaiming, "I have Herpes! Thank God it's not AIDS."
Wonder what cataclysmic scourge will be destroying the world this time next year.
It's always something. After all, life is fatal.
It would be better if we took better care of the planet, picked up after ourselves, weren't as as wasteful and wanton with our resources. But the earth has been changing and changing over and over for milleniums, and while we must have some impact, it probably is pretty minimal. As to "peak oil", why do I keep going to the gas staion, giving the guy $20 for a fill up and tap out way before that? Now I know we should drill everywhere practical, develop other energies and technologies, make better homes and cars, and so forth. But wearing your hairshirt 24/7 is not going to accomplish much.
Merry Christmas to one and all. Let Christ fill you and inform your actions. And don't worry so much about tommorrow; it will get here soon enough. Worry about what you can do right now, in front of you, with your family, and your community.
Merry Christmas and thanks for voting for George Bush twice. We Democrats wouldn't be in power without his spectacularly efficient destruction of the Republican party.
Best present this year. That and the Buffy soundtrack CD.
It is 1:30 pm on Friday here on the west coast and there hasn't been another comment of this post since yesterday evening. (And only 11 in all.) Rather unusual. I read the linked article by Brian Kaller yesterday evening, and your piece from Touchstone just now. I can't see at all how you think they are at all similar.
His was nearly totally depressing, and hopeless, even though there were a few sweet moments in which he related teaching his young daughter useful skills and appreciation of her surroundings. Generally it just left me feeling annoyed as I often am by the Jeremiahs for whom disaster is a religion. Yours made me feel sadness and disgust with evil things that have happened but still hopeful that together we can work through our problems. It was lovely writing. Don't lose that.
Happy New Year. Is there going to be a book this year? Don't let blogging take your focus more important things.
Does that guy get depressed around Christmas every year? He needs to look at the good in the world as well as the bad. When I was a kid (1970's/'80's,) I assumed I would die in a nuclear attack, but I'm still here. No one knows when the end will come or what form it will take. There's no point in fearing the future so much that you can't see the glory of your present life. And the fireflies were alive and well in northern Illinois last summer. It's good to teach our kids to be good stewards of the earth, but not so good to tell them there's no hope for the future, since we just don't know what will happen.
I've got fireflies and wild honeybees in my East Texas backyard.
Reports of these extinctions are premature
I would be inclined to take a long view at such essays, which tends to boil my thoughts down to Dickens' definitive comment:
It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair, we had everything before us, we had nothing before us, we were all going direct to heaven, we were all going direct the other way - in short, the period was so far like the present period, that some of its noisiest authorities insisted on its being received, for good or for evil, in the superlative degree of comparison only.
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Interesting that this result comes often these days, and then the comment never gets approved.
Is it just me, or is it everyone?
There is something unfortunate about a person who can only take pleasure in forecasting misery and delighting in the notion that it will make people somehow fit into his ideas of the spiritual.
It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair, we had everything before us, we had nothing before us, we were all going direct to heaven, we were all going direct the other way - in short, the period was so far like the present period, that some of its noisiest authorities insisted on its being received, for good or for evil, in the superlative degree of comparison only.
Wait a minute! Do the Orthodox celebrate Christmas tomorrow????
(Sorry for a few day's delay in posting this. Aside from being busy, I've had the same posting problems as so many others.)
According to my Orthodox friends, Orthodox churches that follow the Gregorian calendar do indeed celebrate Christmas on the same day as the West. The Russians, who still follow the Julian calendar for religious purposes, celebrate Christmas on Jan. 7 -- which is Dec. 25 in the Julian calendar, which is currently 13 days behind the Gregorian calendar.
The English-speaking world did not adopt the Gregorian calendar until 1752, at which point the Julian calendar was 11 days behind. People at the time complained that they were losing 11 days of their life. In addition, until 1752 New Year's Day was celebrated on March 25 (known as Lady Day, aka the Feast of the Annunciation) in the English-speaking world. So, on the day George Washington was born, the calendar then in use in Virginia read Feb. 11, 1731. If you read 18th century novels or document that refer to the Old Style and New Style calendars, that is what they are referring to.
Hey, where are the new blog posts. Is Rod still alive. He did say he'd check in with us.
And Chris the blog software eats posts. It is no respecter of persons and has even consumed some of Rods.
If you have taken time to craft a good post copy and paste it into a word document and try again later.
Where's Rod?
koo-ROO-koo-koo-koo-koo-koo-KOOOOO...
How's it goin', eh?
Well, looks like Brother Rod's had one cup too many of the ol' Christmas cheer, in a bid to stave off that old familiar fin de l'annee aPapalips feeling, the imagined horrors of Y2K retooled and tie-dyed, week after week without end, unto its accustomed fever pitch timed to the twinkling stars last sighted by the assistant manger of his Nazarene branch. He'll be back at his usual stand after the New Year, with well-oiled tongue blown uncoiled to noisemaker length and bleat long after New Year's Adam and Summer's Eve have left the bildung after hearing, like Horton, a He on her Apple shePhone...and coming soon, the day after Gomorrah - the homoPhone, which, the preview scribes from the trades report, looks just FABulouuuussss...
Greetings - hic! - from the Great White Northeast...hey, let's all make like Rod and take off for a few days, eh? Who knows, we might find Life on the other side of grabbing each other's sleeves long after Last Call in the attempt to persuade the equally besotted that our own private "spooks in the head" (after Max Stirner) are revealed Truth...
Hey - who stole my last 'kin brew, eh?
Sue,
I, too, grew up in the late 60s, 70s and 80s and never once feared that I would die in a nuclear assault from Soviet Union. I pronounced, long before Reagan's election that the Soviet Union would collapse. My reasons weren't exactly spot on--I said it would be because they would see America's freedoms and lifestyle and insist on having the same.
Today, I see the US collapsing, at some point, because of American lifestyle (and also due to what will turn out to be a never-ending war in the Middle East, particularly Afghanistan).
We've bankrupt American for the American way of life. Global warming is a warning but it's the greed and consumption that's the destructive factor. It's just a matter of time before the chickens come home to roost. The current economic crisis is a precursor to the inevitable outcome.
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