Monday, October 15, 2007
Musings at the Breakfast Table, ii.
Auctor: Good Morning! The sun creeps forth, the day is young, and…
Jeeves: …Breakfast is served.
This morning breakfast shall be short and sweet, and will involve a bowl of steaming Irish Steel Cut Oatmeal and a Cinnamon Brioche French Toast, served with a cappuccino, and supplemented with the Morning Edition. Minimalistic. Simple. Perfect. The weather here is mild, and while it was overcast this morning the sun just peaked through the clouds, and we are beginning to see streaks of blue, that promise a fine autumn day.Auctor: I cannot stay long, and for that reason I have requested a very small, though satisfying, breakfast. You see, I have an appointment with a supervisor where I work.
Lector: You ACTUALLY work?
Auctor: Certainly, did you doubt? I am a junior pressman at the Bradford Era, the local daily.
Lector: You eat brioche and devilled kidneys, and you have a second rate job in a press room.
Auctor: I am permitted to indulge myself from time to time, it is downright toffee-nosed of you to think that you must be over-abundantly wealthy to enjoy a well-prepared meal.
Lector: And the Man-servant, Jeeves?
Auctor: O, senile homeless man, whom I picked up off the street. I gave him the complete collection of Wodehouse, snapped into persona after about a week.
Lector: Clever. So, what do you do?
Auctor: Well, as a junior pressman I assist the senior pressman in operating the press. That means that I have to prep the machines, by loading the paper, running the web, filling the ink pans, timing the machines, and then ultimately giving the okay for a run. I also fly, which contrary to popular belief does not require an evolutionary development, when you fly you stand at a stacker, which shoots out stacks of 25 newspapers, then you collect, tidy them up, and stack them for the packing room on carts. Cleaning the blankets, compensators, base rollers, knives, and other machine parts is also part of the job. In the end we produce upwards of 12,000 newspapers every night, and also various grocery tabs.
Lector: I shouldn't have asked. However, it sounds like a crummy bit of tripe, all the same.
Auctor: I actually like doing it and will only cease to do so when I am well on my way to seminary. By the way, we use a system of printing called offset printing, where the inked image is transferred —or offset — from a plate to a rubber blanket, then to the printing surface. We use a lithographic process, which is based on the repulsion of oil and water. The offset technique employs a flat (planographic) image carrier on which the image to be printed obtains ink from ink rollers, while the non-printing area attracts a film of water, keeping the non-printing areas ink-free.
Lector: You could end world hunger if you could convert idiocy into an edible substance.
Auctor: Well, until tomorrow, Good Morning and Good Eats.
Sunday, October 14, 2007
Musings at the Breakfast Table, i.
Auctor: Good Morning! The sun creeps forth, the day is young, and…
Jeeves: …Breakfast is served.
This morning we will be enjoying a lovely full breakfast, as distinguished from a half-full, quarter-full and/or five-eighths-full breakfast. The table is furnisht with Fried Eggs and Wiltshire Cured Bacon, Sausages, Clonakilty Black Pudding, Tomatoes and Mushrooms. Served with an English Muffin, Black Sumatran Coffee and Freshly Squeezed Orange Juice. All shall conclude with a chilled glass of 1954 Andre Clouet Grand Cru. The air outside is brisk, leaving you with that crisp autumn lucidity. Here in Bradford, Pennsylvania the hills are beginning to show that panoply of autumn colours that so delights the soul, painted by the hand of God.
Auctor: Horace. I believe we shall talk of Horace.
Auctor: Why the Poet!
Lector: You bore me before you have even begun. Don't you think this subject a bit random?
Auctor: Random? — I suppose so, yes, but on the other hand, is it not right to be random while consuming the remains of an English muffin, slathered in butter and dolloped with jam.
Lector: Sir, the worth of this tirade is determined by yours truly, spare me the drivel about your rights. You haven't any rights you are the auctor, when you determined to lift your pen, you forewent any hope of security and exposed yourself to the knife of the critic. Do not speak to me of rights.
Auctor: What rot! You are merely the manifestation of a figment, dare you speak to me in such a manner?
Lector: Your underestimate the power of a figment, and dare I? I do.
Auctor: The tenacity! — O, by the way, please pass the sugar.
Auctor: Thank you. Now as I was saying, when I was so rudely interrupted, Quintus Horatius Flaccus, known to those of our noble tongue as Horace. He is generally considered by classicists, of which school yours truly doth subscribe, to be one of the greatest Latin poets. And, if I may suffer you the humble opinion of a daft half-wit, the greatest of the Latin poets.
Lector: You sicken me with your false humility, and as far as I am concerned this entire foray should be stricken from the slate and tossed into the dustbin. There you have it, my most humble opinion.
Auctor: …and…well, there is wisdom abound in Horace, for example…
Lector: Black Pudding?
Auctor: O, yes, quite — ahem, in Horace can be found boundless wisdom, as in that timeless phrase:
Nvnc est bibendvm, nvnc pede libero pvlsanda tellvsLector: Ahem, please stop blubbering in a dead tongue, it doesn’t suit you. By the way, you've spilled coffee on your robe.
Auctor: May I continue?
Auctor: Thank you. Now, that particularly fine bit above — distant, now, though it may be — means in the vulgar tongue
Now is the time for drinking, now is the time to beat the earth with unfettered foot.And so it is. Wisdom I tell you, wisdom if I ever heard it.
Lector: If Philosophy came to console you, as she did Boethius, you would be suddenly struck, deaf, dumb, blind and mute. Wisdom, if illumined with neon signs, would still allude you.
Auctor: You hurt me, sir.
Lector: Clichés are not always worthless twaddle, for the truth does very frequently hurt.
Auctor: Could you limit yourself for a bit?
Lector: Supposing you increase your capacity for reasoned speech, yes.
Auctor: I shall ignore the venomous barb — This bacon is simply wonderful, my compliments to Cook. — By the way, I wrote a bit about Horace once, back in my school days.
Lector: Attention span of a gnat.
Auctor: Hmm, I wonder where I put it — Jeeves!
Jeeves: Yes, sir.
Auctor: Where is the essay I composed on Horace?
Jeeves: Perhaps, it is in the large filing cabinet, as opposed to the the smaller filing cabinet. I would hazard the guess that it is in the file marked in red ink, Poets, H., sir.
Auctor: Brilliant Jeeves.
Jeeves: Yes, sir.
Auctor: Well, why are you not retrieving it?!
Jeeves: You asked only to know its location, sir.
Auctor: Well, retrieve it, you ninny!
Jeeves: Yes, sir. Very good, sir.
Auctor: That's a good man. Well, regardless, you know how I am always concocting innovative words and resurrecting archaisms?
Lector: Unfortunately. Though, innovative might be going too far.
Auctor: As a matter of fact, the Oxford English Dictionary has thrice ignored my petitions to list the word, ––––. I shall have to strongly castigate those rummy buggers, when I get the first opportunity.
Lector: Your point, please.
Auctor: Well, it is from Horace that justified me in this my practise.
Ahem, In words again be cautious and select,Jeeves: Sir, the article you requested:
Auctor: O, goody! Thank you, Jeeves.
Jeeves: Your welcome, sir.
Auctor: Some of my crummiest and driest work, but despite, let us exercise the vocal cords:
In Greece at the time of the assassination of Julius Caesar, Horace will be enrolled in the republican army under the generalship of Brutus, one of the assassins of the emperor. He will fight as a staff officer (tribunus militum) in the battle of Philippi, in 42 A.C. (Ante Christum), during which Mark Antony and Octavian (Caesar Augustus) will severely defeat the Republicans.Lector: That was a ream of rubbish read by a real rotter.
Auctor: You alliterating blackguard! Do you entertain the notion that my oration is similar to listening to a glass-shattering, Wagnerian Brynhildr.
Lector: Now that you mention it.
Auctor: You, sir, do not appreciate eloquence of speech! — Mmm, this coffee is divine — O, well…
Lector: Mind like a black-hole.
Auctor: …since Musings at the Breakfast Table is intended to become a staple (Heh, I punned) of The Daily Post perhaps I should bring something pertinent into this discussion of Horace.
I think he may be used to illustrate our ideological bent in the art of composition. Now, Horace CAN be quoted within a Catholic context, regardless of his obvious Epicurean creed. I shall excerpt him at length and explain our position.
First, it is a very large leap to begin something of this nature, i.e. a journal.
Lector: That is why every Tom, Dick, and Harry have one.
Auctor: LET ME SPEAK! Theology is not a topic that one should commit to, without some previous knowledge. It is always dangerous to seek to understand God — I do not imply that we CAN understand God — and to express that understanding. To err would be grave…
Lector: Oh, yes, very very grave.
A brief scuffle occurs and our dear friend the Lector, finds himself bound and gagged and tossed head first into the potting shed.Auctor: There! Now, as I was saying, to err would be grave, for as the poet said ‘faults are soon copied,’ and so it is for this reason that we adhere so rigidly to the Church’s definitions.
However, I digress, Horace wrote the famous line, Dimidivm facti qvi coepit habet; sapere avde; incipe!, which translates as, ‘He who has begun has half done. Dare to be wise; begin’! And so we dared to be wise and began this venture without a sure notion of where and how we were to proceed, but just beginning allowed us to take an opportunity to write and now the ideas and words flow from our fingers like the waters of the Tiber. ‘He who postpones the hour of living rightly is like the rustic who waits for the river to run out before he crosses’. We must cross, though it be perilous.
It, however, became necessary to determine a style, a method of presentation. Should we speak casually, comically, or technically? Should we attempt brevity of suffer our readers length. The good poet, Horace, resolved these concerns with his ever witty verse and prose: ‘Mix a little foolishness with your prudence: It’s good to be silly at the right moment.’ And so while at times we will address subjects of a serious nature, we will always have a light-hearted tone when appropriate. Concerning brevity, we took him at face value, ‘It is when I struggle to be brief that I become obscure’. And so, if we elaborate at length it is because we wish to be precise, for in such matters we must clearly present a topic.
The other Horatian wisdom, regardless of its original context, spoke volumes about the immediacy of our call to evangelise. For, we are instructed to ‘think … that every day is [our] last; the hour to which you do not look forward will come as a welcome surprise’. We intend to focus on the present, for ‘as we speak cruel time is fleeing. Seize the day, believing as little as possible in the morrow’! We began this project, because if we had not, who can affirm that we would have another like opportunity. We are not concerned with how we will be received by our bacchanalian brethren, for ‘the man who is tenacious of purpose in a rightful cause is not shaken from his firm resolve by the frenzy of his fellow citizens clamoring for what is wrong, or by the tyrant’s threatening countenance’.
As for the content of these pages, ‘of writing well the source and fountainhead is wise thinking’. And so we pray that the Holy Ghost grant us the gift of wisdom, that we may be prudent in our work. It is necessary that we ‘remember when life’s path is steep to keep [our] mind[s] even,’ for ‘force without wisdom falls of its own weight’. While we pursue our cause, if we do not act with prudence the very force of our execution will land us in a guillotine (pun most certainly intended). ‘He who feared that he would not succeed sat still’ and did nothing.
We propose to do something, something grand, something as mighty as Augustinian Rome, we propose to accept the call of the Lord and do His will. We do not intend to submit to ungodliness, for (to weasel in a Chinese proverb) no matter how hard the wind blows, the mountain will not bow to it. That mountain is the Church, built upon the rock of Peter.
We will not falter. — Mmm, I love muffins. — With that, ‘I will not add another word’.
Introductory Letter on the Twentieth Sunday of Pentacost
The Daily Post is a publication committed to the transmission of the Catholic Faith. Our motivation in publishing this journal is primarily that we believe by a diligent application of scholarship, a careful exposition of concepts, and a generous reception of constructive criticism we may provide our readers with a frank commentary in theological matters.
In the tradition of the academic journal we purpose to present a pointed, regularly-published periodical that offers much-need doctrinal and spiritual clarification in our thoroughly hedonistic culture. Therefore, this journal's proposed objective is to be a forum for the introduction and presentation of Catholic theological principles, the practical application of these principles to the social and political spheres, and for the scrutiny of new theological research and the critique of existing research. These objectives will most often be manifested in the publication of original research articles, review articles, and book reviews.
We resolve to provide facts; justifiable empirically, logically, or according to revelation. These facts will be presented with as little colouring as our frail nature allows. If we have a prejudice it is a prejudice for truth and our hermeneutic is constructed on a Catholic idealistic model. It is our desire that any opinions offered by this publication are presented as speculative, but that they are also theoretically sound. Nevertheless, we remain faithful to the direction and authority of the holy Roman Pontiff, Benedict XVI, and the Magisterium. As members of this 'fullest and most vital form of Christianity' we aim to 'support, defend, and advance the efforts of the teaching Church'.
We remain faithful to the documents promulgated by the Second Council of the Vatican (1962-65), inaugurated by Blessed John XXIII and executed by Pope Paul VI. These documents which epitomise the mind of the Council Fathers must be accepted as bearing the mandate of an œcumenical council. This necessarily must be so, for 'it must be stated that Vatican II is upheld by the same authority as Vatican I and the Council of Trent, namely, the Pope and the College of Bishops in communion with him, and that also with regard to its contents, Vatican II is in the strictest continuity with both previous councils and incorporates their texts word for word in decisive points' (Ratzinger, Joseph Cardinal, and Vittorio Messori. The Ratzinger Report. 1 ed. San Francisco: Ignatius Press, 1985.).
However, we also (according to the directives and wishes of the Holy Father) apply to these documents a hermeneutic of continuity. I would like to excerpt our Holy Father's address to the Roman Curia on 22 December 2005, at some length regarding this hermeneutic.
What has been the result of the Council? Was it well received? What, in the acceptance of the Council, was good and what was inadequate or mistaken? What still remains to be done? No one can deny that in vast areas of the Church the implementation of the Council has been somewhat difficult, even without wishing to apply to what occurred in these years the description that S. Basil, the great Doctor of the Church, made of the Church's situation after the Council of Nicea: he compares her situation to a naval battle in the darkness of the storm, saying among other things: 'The raucous shouting of those who through disagreement rise up against one another, the incomprehensible chatter, the confused din of uninterrupted clamouring, has now filled almost the whole of the Church, falsifying through excess or failure the right doctrine of the faith…'.
And it is with such a method of interpretation that we approach the Second Council of the Vatican's documents and legislation.
Concurrently, it is necessary that I convey that this journal and its contributors pledge their patronage and support to the licit celebration of the Missale Romanum 1962, a revision of the classical Roman rite that was promulgated by Blessed Pope John XXIII. We profess that for fostering a true consciousness in liturgical matters, it is also important that the proscription against the Missale Romanum 1962 should be lifted. We declare that there has never been anything like this in history; in restricting this rite we are despising and proscribing the Church's whole past. (Ratzinger, Joseph Cardinal. The Spirit of the Liturgy. San Francisco: Ignatius Press, 2000.)
We also recognize that the rite in question, in its breathtaking Latin text, has also enthused a host of inestimable achievements in the arts — not only mystical works, but works by poets, philosophers, musicians, architects, painters and sculptors in all countries and epochs. Thus, this rite belongs to universal culture as well as to churchmen and formal Christians.
As a consequence, with the publication of Summorum Pontificum liberalising the celebration of the Missale Romanum 1962 by His Holiness, Pope Benedict XVI, I shall be dedicating considerable energies to the circulation and transmission of this document as well as purposing to uphold the textual integrity and authoritative interpretation of the said document. A liturgical column is in development that will focus on various aspects of the pre-conciliar liturgy, including its value as an forma extraordinaria of the Roman rite.
Those of us, here at Fides Qvaerens Intellectvm, who have a compulsive habit of writing at the slightest provocation (second only to the neurotic use of Latin in everyday speech and the intimate desire to conquer large parts of Europe and re-establish the States of the Church) have a singular admiration for the theological method of H.H. Pope Benedict XVI and we frequently quote him as an authority in all matters, especially regarding his prolific work as the then-Cardinal Ratzinger.
In 1998 Cardinal Ratzinger heralded the communities established as an effect of the motu proprio Ecclesia Dei as deserving of gratitude and thanks for 'a great number of priestly and religious vocations who, zealously, joyfully and deeply united with the Pope, have given their service to the Gospel in our present era of history'.
He further stated that:
It is good to recall here what Cardinal Newman observed, that the Church, throughout her history, has never abolished nor forbidden orthodox liturgical forms, which would be quite alien to the Spirit of the Church. An orthodox liturgy, that is to say, one which expresses the true faith, is never a compilation made according to the pragmatic criteria of different ceremonies, handled in a positivist and arbitrary way, one way today and another way tomorrow.In whatever way we promote the continued use of the forma extraordinaria, nevertheless, editorials that defend the validity of the forma ordinaria, i.e. Missale Romanum: Novus Ordo Missæ 1969 will also be furnisht. For an orthodox liturgy is never one which is merely a 'pragmatic criteria of different ceremonies' it is orthodox because it is right (ortho-) in doctrine and therefore commendable to God. We defend the Pauline rite, because it is necessary that fidelity to the holy Roman Church Catholic be upheld and the primacy of the holy Roman Pontiff be defended and maintained. We also staunchly support the 'Reform of the Reform' of this Missal.
It is fidelity to that authority which causes us to adhere rigidly to the schemata for lay organizations provided by Pope John Paul II. We emphasise the following principles:
This apostolic mission to preach the gospel of our Lord would seem a simple matter of reaching out to non-Catholics, but we must also educate our own. With the virtual collapse of Catholic education and poor catechesis in parishes we must plant the seed of truth in those who (by no fault of their own) were not cared for and nurtured by their irresponsible keeper. It is a matter most sorrowful that in the heathen cultural landscape with which we current suffer, it is the face of the principal instructor of Christian Truth, the holy Roman Church Catholic, that has been plastered with vulgarities and graffiti. We have earnestly endeavoured to proffer our service in cleansing Our Lord's face. We have presented what little clean linen have to wipe away the sweat, blood, and grime. We have tried to rescind the violence done by a simple act of charity. We have, furthermore, offered our limited draught to wet his parched lips. We have deigned to submit our souls to this purpose and by that submission bring about a greater vitality and revitalisation to the Church. For it is that heavenly drink - ambrosia - that resides within the earthen jar of our body. We must sacrifice our very persons to 'fill up those things that are wanting of the sufferings of Christ, in [our] flesh, for his body, which is the church'. It is for the Church that we suffer, that we toil and that we work, for the Church is His body and can we do any less for him who did everything for us? Like Gedeon (Gideon) and his three-hundred men we must sound the trumpet of the Word of God, but also break our earthen pitchers, that the ambrosia of our perfected souls, may stream forth like the burning flame of a lamp. That burning fire of God's love! Breaking our pitchers is the equivalent of mortifying the flesh by acts of sacrifice for the person of Christ, embodied by the Church. And the lamps that we hold out blind and confound our enemy, for it is by the light of virtue that we shall conquer Satan.
Perhaps some readers will think us pretentious for engaging in this analysis of the world. We do not pretend to be experts, nor can we expect that we will create a very large ripple to offset the torrent of opposition. But all of those who contribute to this cause have received the fulfilment of baptism in the reception of the Holy Ghost in Confirmation. Thus we, in the phrase of Mr. Roth, are clad in the armour of God and anointed with gladiatorial oil , that the grasp of the enemy may slip in his feverish attempts to snag our immortal spirits. Let us be thrown into the arena and let us triumph over man and beast alike. We are not academicians or clerics, with neither degrees nor orders, but we do look forward to presenting what we know, nothing more and nothing less. Archbishop Fulton J. Sheen once wrote to the effect that only two classes of people found the Christ Child; the shepherds and the Wise Men; the simple and the learned; those who knew that they knew nothing, and those who knew that they did not know everything'.
Chesterton once spoke of an optimist being a person who loved the world transcendentally and because his optimism was irrational and baseless, it was all the better for it. To love something regardless of its accidents is to love it essentially. It is to love it enough to care for it, cleanse it, and heal its wounds. To love it enough to reform it, that it may not be sullied by sin. We love Christ and His Church without condition and because we see in His Church, which is His body, the very substance all that is good, but also (regrettably) see in its features profane corruptions we are willing to roll up our sleeves and labour towards renewal. It is with such an initiative that the second spring may become a reality.
We must exercise prudence and justice. We must pass judgment and chastise, but we must do so with eyes cast down and on bended knee. We must restrain sanctimonious pontificating and humble ourselves by living and not merely professing Christ. He is the way, the truth, and the life. It is by desire that we will find the way, by love of God that we will take His hand, and by humility that we will be led like little children into the fold. We must have patience and we must be charitable, but we must also discern between the exercise of caritatis severitas and caritatis suavitatis - severe and gentle charity.
Because we are frail creatures, who suffer from a feebleness of mind and body, we do not even suppose that we are in all things accurate. Thus, we extol and suggest anonymous peer-review, by outside scholars. We ask that charity be exercised and that all cynical humour be reserved for Mr. John R. Roth, who does so in a rather attractive manner, without sacrificing Christian tenets.
It is with these thoughts clearly expressed and elaborated that I conclude and I ask that my readers pray for this venture that it may further glorify the Almighty.
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