Wednesday, July 30, 2014

Tuesday, July 29, 2014

Sunday, July 27, 2014

Wednesday, July 23, 2014

Sunday, July 20, 2014

Wisdom is the first and highest gift of the Holy Spirit

Fr. Angelo M. Geiger writes in his first of a series of essays on Tolkien on Modernity:

Even religious men have lost wisdom and have failed to see that some things are greater than the sum of their parts, such as sacred scripture, the deposit of faith, the sacraments and even the liturgy. To know these things, they break them. Theirs is not the path of wisdom because the fruit of their knowledge is not freedom but control, which brings death, destruction and damnation. Tolkien called those who produced the atomic bomb “babel builders,” who hoped in vain that their creation would bring peace (Letter 102). So too, the architects of the “Church as Machine,” constructed in the service of Revolution or Counter-revolution, break the very thing they wish to reform or restore. For Tolkien the real danger was not open malice, but the self-deception of overcoming power by power. The real danger even today is the mirage of the benevolent Machine.
Saruman summarizes the argument for Gandalf thus:
“As the Power grows, its proved friends will also grow; and the Wise, such as you and I, may with patience come at last to direct its courses, to control it. We can bide our time, we can keep our thoughts in our hearts, deploring maybe evils done by the way, but approving the high and ultimate purpose: Knowledge, Rule, Order, all things that we have so far striven in vain to accomplish, hindered rather than helped by our weak and idle friends. There need not be, there would not be, any real change in our designs, only in our means.”
This seems to be an accurate description of modernity, as well as the revolution against modernity, which by definition is “modern.” It is the spirit of the activist, the community organizer, the social engineer, the technocrat and the theocrat. All is permitted in the service of the good. This is not wisdom, but the logic of power.

Sonnet of Difference

The difference told from tares is that the wheat
wears clustered peaks of grain, apart from looks,
grow not to themselves, as those that crook
appearances - since cunning wolves can bleat -
from those they would deceive with mirror look.
Ready rather to have chaff shaken, wheat brooks
the one eternal word through summer heat
until the up-filled harvest's kingdom come.
Distinguishing is made by those who wait.
For traits that hook the eye attempt a sum
of heaven cinched, attained, to satiate.
The difference lies in what is borne and thrummed
from stalk: a falling groundward, gravid weight.

Thursday, July 17, 2014

Wednesday, July 16, 2014

Oil Painting

 Title: Boulders in Dusk

Medium: Oil on canvas paper

Size: 12 in. x 16 in.

Tuesday, July 15, 2014

I'm your huckleberry

19th century slang which was popularized more recently by the movie Tombstone. Means "I'm the man you're looking for". Nowdays it's usually used as a response to a threat or challenge, as in the movie. 
"Who thinks they can beat me?"

"I'm your huckleberry." 

The etymology of the phrase is traced back to Aurthurian Lore. Huckleberry Garlands were said to be given to Knights of the Kingdom for coming to the service of a damsel. They would approach the lady, lower their lance, and receive the small branch as a symbol of gratitude; much like a medal.
Therefore, "I'm Your Huckleberry" literally means "I'm your Hero."

In current adaptations, in reference to the movie Tombstone, it means "I'm your man." as an affirmative response to a challenge.


All these responses are silly assumptions!

In the movie he didn't say "I'm your huckleberry", he said "I'm your HUCKLEBEARER". His accent in the movie makes it hard to hear. In the 1800's little handles on a coffin were called "huckles", an English term. Instead of pallbearers the people who carried the coffin were called "hucklebearers" at the funeral.

This is why the other guy got so bent outta shape when Doc said "I'm your hucklebearer". He was telling the other guy "I'm your pallbearer" or literally I'm causing your funeral. This is why it was so offensive and the shooting started.

I'm your huckleberry comes from a very classic and hot western movie called tombstone. this phrase means I'm the perfect man for the job. 
Jimmy: Who here wants to fight?

Holliday: I'm your huckleberry

Jimmy: Well come on then pus.

Holliday: Pulls out 12 gauge shottie

-Boooooom- Jimmy dies 

You play 'Tom Sawyer' and I will be your 'daddy' in this game as Tom 'kinda' looked up to Huck (in my humble opinion). Ala Mark Twain.

And I will jump into your game Like 'Huck Finn', and give you a "shel·lack·ing" (As the most Hon. Sir Sean Connery could only say properly). And we will "tear-this moTHa-out". +))
Your boss comes by and asks you to justify your 'ExisTenz' by telling him how you deserve to get a paycheck this week.
And you reply: "...I'm your huckleberry..."

From Wikipedia:

Huckleberries hold a place in archaic American English slang. The tiny size of the berries led to their use as a way of referring to something small, often affectionately as in the lyrics of Moon River. The phrase "a huckleberry over my persimmon" was used to mean "a bit beyond my abilities". "I'm your huckleberry" is a way of saying that one is just the right person for a given job. The range of slang meanings of huckleberry in the 19th century was fairly large, also referring to significant persons or nice persons. it "I'm your huckleberry" or "I'm your hucklebearer" that Doc Holliday says in Tombstone?

You decide.

"Fight's not with you, Holliday."

"I beg to differ, sir. We started a game we never got to finish. Play for blood - remember?"

"I was just foolin about."

LOL! Because boy you can bet that Ringo knows what he's up against with Doc Holliday. The Doc can jerk that pistol like nobody's bisness - and at that, while being consumed by tuberculosis! One of the things the movie gets correct about the real Doc Holliday. A posthumous gunslinger who could out-sling anyone! I do believe he also died a Catholic convert!


I love Bill Paxton's look when they start speaking Latin. LOL!