Friday, July 31, 2009

Only connect

The fearless guardians of free speech, the hacks at the BBC, The Scotsman and The Herald appear to have failed in their duty to ask uncomfortable questions. A second Woodward and Bernstein look very unlikely to emerge from Bonnie Scotland.

First up a declaration. I have no truck with the SNP (how is an Englishman here likely to support the Tartanissimo?). I have met David Kerr once at a barbecue. He seems a perfectly affable chap.

Ponder the following

David Kerr is a Catholic SNP candidate in the Glasgow North East by-election

The NSS 'out' him as a member of Opus Dei

Patrick Harvie MSP is an honorary associate of the NSS with profoundly anti-Catholic views and also, coincidentally, a Scottish Green Party MSP.


Cui bono?

The Scottish Greens are like a cantaloupe melon: green on the outside, Orange when you look inside.

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Thursday, July 30, 2009

Can't even kill people properly

An interesting letter in The Times from a colleague, Professor Claud Regnard. It seems the euthanasiasts can't even kill people without goofing it up with distressing consequences:

What is missing from the debate is that assisted suicide also has its failures. The most recent study was nine years ago and this showed that 20 per cent failed to die and another 12 per cent had distressing complications before they died.


God help us.

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Wednesday, July 29, 2009

Soooooooooooo, transgressive, man.


Glasgow's Gallery of Modern Art is hosting an exhibition. Supposedly allowing gay, lesbian and transgendered people to "write themselves back into the Bible" it has resulted in a Bible being defaced with obscene messages. The Holy Father isn't happy according to the Daily Mail, though I suspect it's more likely to be a curial official. I'm not aware of His Holiness taking a keen interest in Glasgow's Culture and Sport Department.

The sh[OUT] programme also includes the charmingly entitled ORIFICES exhibition. It's supported by Amnesty (surprise, surprise) Glasgow City Council and the Scottish Executive. Your tax money in action.

Thanks guys. Where do I get a rebate?

I think the idea that we should start saying "this wouldn't happen to the Koran" gives the wrong impression. Everyone knows modern artists are gutless yellow-bellies with a built-in cultural cringe regarding Islam. But they want to be taken seriously.

We either ignore them or, better still, laugh at them.

They really hate that.

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Tuesday, July 28, 2009

Ad multos annos



Congratulations to Fr Tim Finigan on the celebration today of his Silver Jubilee of Ordination to the Priesthood. God's blessings in abundance on him.

Ad multos annos!

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Monday, July 27, 2009

"Now, this won't hurt...."


The Royal College of Nursing today dropped its opposition to the theft of personal articles from elderly or ailing patients in hospitals by nurses. After a ballot of members with 40% remaining opposed to the theft of patients' property, 49% of members expressed the view that they'd be "relaxed" about "a bit of casual nicking". "Everyone knows it's gone on for years" said an RCN spokeswoman. "Whether it's a Werther's Original slyly taken from the bedside cabinet while old Gertie's asleep or a few quid - or even a few grand - from an old lady's purse when she's brought in unconscious, who cares?"
A spokesman for the Department of Health said that "nurses' views about personal matters such as robbery were entirely a matter for their consciences"



OK it's a parody. But if the RCN is neutral about the Fifth Commandment, the Seventh Commandment would be small beer, surely?

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Back

Deo gratias I'm back on these shores after the family hols in Mallorca, about which more later.

Thanks for the comments on my random selection of YouTube vids.

Saturday, July 25, 2009

Home thoughts from abroad #14


Friday, July 24, 2009

Home thoughts from abroad #13

Thursday, July 23, 2009

Home thoughts from abroad #12

Wednesday, July 22, 2009

Home thoughts from abroad #11

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Home thoughts from abroad #10

Monday, July 20, 2009

Home thoughts from abroad #9

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Home thoughts from abroad #8

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Home thoughts from abroad #7

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Home thoughts from abroad #6

Thursday, July 16, 2009

Home thoughts from abroad #5

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Home thoughts from abroad #4

Tuesday, July 14, 2009

Home thoughts from abroad #3

Monday, July 13, 2009

Home thoughts from abroad #2

Sunday, July 12, 2009

Home thoughts from abroad #1



Happy 12th, any Orangemen who might be visiting.


Aiiiiiiieeeeeeeeee!

Thursday, July 09, 2009

Predictable

There is a new hospital being built to replace the old Stobhill Hospital. Actually pretty much all the inpatient services are being moved to Glasgow Royal Infirmary and the 'new' Stobhill will be mostly outpatient services.

They've incorporated a chapel, but of course they can't call it a chapel, so it's called The Sanctuary (I find myself saying that word in the manner of Quasimodo "Sanctuary!Sanctuary!")


There are no religious symbols in there, no cross, no altar, just a space for prayer and meditation. There is, of course, a qiblah.

What a surprise.

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Tuesday, July 07, 2009

"A Memorial Service To Celebrate The Life Of..."



I just don't get non-Catholic funerals. Of course I can appreciate the beauty of the traditional Anglican service ("Man that is born of a woman hath but a short time to live, and is full of misery. He cometh up, and is cut down, like a flower; he fleeth as it were a shadow, and never continueth in one stay....") but on the whole I don't get this stuff about what a great geezer the deceased was. Those who love him or her will greave and remember, but Almighty God knows the inner workings of every heart and doesn't need a testimonial. I suppose that's why Catholic priests are forbidden to eulogise, but as with so many things in the last 40 years that seems to be falling by the wayside.

It's exemplified by the final ritual in the burial of a Hapsburg Emperor:

When Emperor Franz-Josef I of Austria died in 1916, his was the last of the extravagant imperial funerals. A great procession of dignitaries decked out in their imperial regalia followed the coffin, draped in black and bearing the gold imperial colours. The funeral cortege descended the stairs of the Capuchin Monastery in Vienna and at the bottom of the stairs was a great iron door leading to the Hapsburg family crypt. Behind the door was the Cardinal-Archbishop of Vienna.

The officer in charge of the funeral cortege began the ancient, established burial ritual by crying out: "Open!" From behind the door, the Cardinal responded:"Who goes there?" The officer responded: "We bear the remains of his Imperial and Apostolic Majesty, Franz-Josef I, by the grace of God Emperor of Austria, King of Hungary,Defender of the Faith, Prince of Bohemia-Moravia, Grand Duke of Lombardy..." The officer continued on with the Emperor’s thirty-seven titles to which the Cardinal from behind the door responded: "We know him not. Who goes there?"

The officer spoke again, this time using a more abbreviated series of titles reserved for times of emergency."We know him not," the Cardinal responded again. "Who goes there?"

The third time, the officer responded, stripping the Emperor of all his grand titles:"We bear the body of Franz-Josef, our brother, a sinner like us all!"

At that, the doors swung open, and Franz-Josef’s body was admitted.


I've been watching bits of the Michael Jackson Car Crash Memorial Concert/Service thingy. It confirms the wisdom of the Catholic attitude to death and mourning.


First up he's lying there in an oversized fish poacher.


Various celebs are saying he's The King of Pop (who gave him that title?) and the Greatest Entertainer Ever. Puh-leaze! Even if he was he's facing Judgement - the throne of Almighty God Himself - he needs your prayers, guys, not some BS about what an all round Top Bloke he was when in fact he was a deeply damaged individual, The Folly of Celebrity and Hubris Incarnate.

Some of this is personal. I never liked his music. While others were getting worked up about Thriller and Bad, I was listening to The Fall and The Smiths. I thought the best thing he ever did was to sing Earth Song at The Brits in 1996 . Not for the song - I found it nearly blasphemous in its presentation - but for the chance he gave Jarvis Cocker to upstage him.



Still, de mortuis nil nisi bonum. Pray for his soul and the souls of the faithful departed. He needs that more than a bunch of celebs dancing on his catafalque.

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