Alasdair MacIntyre advised US citizens against voting
Historical death counts
Saturday 01 December, 02007
Sunday 02 December, 02007
Monday 03 December, 02007
Münster cars, eating oil
Tuesday 04 December, 02007
Saturday 08 December, 02007
War is moral, war is over
Stanley Hauerwas: Sacrificing the sacrifices of war, in which he quotes Yoder:
…the gospel [is not] that war is sin. That also is true, but alone it would not be the gospel. The gospel is that the war is over. Not merely that you ought to love your enemy. Not merely that if you have a ‘born again experience’, some of your hateful feelings will go away and you maybe can love. Not merely that if you deal with your enemies lovingly enough, some of them will become friendly. All of that is true, but it is not the gospel. The gospel is that everyone being loved by God must be my beloved too, even if they consider me their enemy, even if their interests clash with mine.
A room is available at our house
The state of scripting languages
Monday 10 December, 02007
Tuesday 11 December, 02007
Wednesday 12 December, 02007
Monday 17 December, 02007
Truefilms
Birthday drinks at my place from 8pm tonight.
Wednesday 19 December, 02007
CANT FIND REST ROOM
John Patterson:
sale sale
your cash buys more
than last year
much much more
save
save vast sums
PINE TREE LAND
will tane come back
will tane want this land
will tane want this
pine tree land
NECK TIES
cmon
burn your neck ties mike
burn them
free your self
from that hang mans rope
Thursday 20 December, 02007
Watchword
I ought to be writing or at least researching for a sermon I have to deliver in three days. Instead I’m reading an excellent new interview with Kim Stanley Robinson. A quotelet:
… the word sustainability is now code for: let’s make capitalism work over the long haul, without ever getting rid of the hierarchy between rich and poor and without establishing social justice.
Friday 21 December, 02007
As kingfishers catch fire
As kingfishers catch fire, dragonflies draw flame;
As tumbled over rim in roundy wells
Stones ring; like each tucked string tells, each hung bell’s
Bow swung finds tongue to fling out broad its name;
Each mortal thing does one thing and the same:
Deals out that being indoors each one dwells;
Selves – goes itself; myself it speaks and spells,
Crying What I do is me: for that I came.I say more: the just man justices;
Keeps grace: that keeps all his goings graces;
Acts in God’s eye what in God’s eye he is –
Christ. For Christ plays in ten thousand places,
Lovely in limbs, and lovely in eyes not his
To the Father through the features of men’s faces.
– Gerard Manley Hopkins