Tuesday, December 16, 2014

Miss-out on the Aubrey/Maturin Novels? Never in life, my dear.

All the Aubrey/Maturin novels have been republished complete in a boxed set of five volumes, says Fr Z in a blogpost here.  An excellent opportunity to acquire the lot.  I probably won't, as I have most of them already.  In fact, I thought I had them all but in collecting them all in one shelf not long ago I realized some of the set have gone missing.  Fallen over-board, perhaps.  

I see some replacement book-shopping in the near future.

Sunday, December 14, 2014

Gaudete Sunday

It is Gaudete Sunday ["Rejoice in the Lord always; again, I say Rejoice!"] and we are indeed looking at the world in rose-coloured vestments as you can see from the rose-coloured chalice veil.

Fr Mark has a deep meditation on the Gaudete introit which you can find here.


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Saturday, December 13, 2014

Friday the 13th . . .

. . . comes on a Saturday this month.  All the usual precautions apply.

If, as hardly seems likely, you've been waiting this whole long ten days to find out the results of the Great Crook, Criminal, Scalawag, or Rascal Manhunt of 2014 alluded to below, the alleged crook, criminal, scalawag, or rascal who was the object thereof got away clean.  It didn't actually take the full ten days to come up with that intelligence, though.  We knew that night.  But as usual, your servant has been neglecting The Inn for assorted other pasttimes, e.g., doctor/dental appointments, classes, gigs, practicing on the new melodeon (we are getting better!  Not perhaps good just yet, but definitely better), and general puttering around here and there.






Tuesday, December 02, 2014

Crooks, Criminals, Scalawags, or Rascals

Not only have we been blessed today with pluviam salutarem as the collect puts it, but we have also had our neighbourhood locked down by the lebenty-leben sheriff's deputies who have been searching for a crook, criminal, scalawag, or rascal said to be hiding somewhere hereabouts.  A friend telephoned to say that the c,c,s, or r in question is wanted for an attempted car-jacking.  And now you know as much about it as I do.

A good day to be in lock-down as it happens.  We have plenty  of tea and soda bread and I do believe the turkey soup is about ready.


A Little Drought Relief

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It's been raining all day, thanks be to God.  The above is taken from the den window (a.k.a. the library window when I'm feeling rather grand).  This part of the state is still desperate for rain and we're enjoying every drop of it.


Saturday, November 29, 2014

More G.K.

G.K. two days in a row:

 The truth is that we could all find reason for rebelling against theology every week; just as we could all find reason for rebelling against Government every week. But rebelling against Government is dangerous, so modern people (very characteristically) prefer to rebel against theology, which is safe.

G.K. Chesterton in the Illustrated London News, March 16, 1907

(But I got it, as usual, from gkchestertonquote.com here.  You can get these delivered directly to your twitterfeed, you know, and obviate the need to depend on the vagaries of The Inn's publishing schedule to get your GKC.  Yes, I know. Using the word "schedule" in regard to The Inn is stretching a point to its breaking isn't it.)


The St Andrew Christmas Novena

Sort of.

It's not really to St Andrew; but it begins, depending upon which tradition you follow,  on his feast day or on the 1st Sunday of Advent which is the Sunday nearest his feast day.  This year that's the same thing.  And it's not really a novena which is supposed to last nine days.

But it's a beautiful prayer tradition for the season.  The prayer is this:

Hail and blessed be the hour and moment in which the Son of God was born of the most pure Virgin Mary, at midnight, in Bethlehem, in piercing cold. In that hour, vouchsafe, O my God! to hear my prayer and grant my desires, through the merits of Our Saviour Jesus Christ, and of His Blessed Mother. Amen.
The tradition is to pray it 15 times a day until Christmas.  There are many mentions of it on the web but no site goes very deeply, or indeed at all,  into its history.  Mrs Vidal says as much as anyone here. There's another mention here. It seems that's as much as we're going to learn about it. My grandmother knew it and so as a good traditionalist, I've adopted it.


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December 29 -- Blesseds Denis & Redemptus, Carmelite Martyrs



December 29th in the Carmelite calendar is the feast of Bl Denis and Bl Redemptus, two Carmelite friars martyred by the Mahometans in the 17th century.  There's an old post with their vitæ here.

The old collect:
O God, Who in Thy wondrous providence, didst lead blessed Dionysius and Redemptus through the perils of the sea to the palm of martyrdom, grant through their intercession that in the midst of earthly vicissitudes and worldly desires we may remain steadfast even unto death in the confession of Thy name. Through Christ our Lord. Amen.

(It's also the birthdays of Vin Scully, Archbishop Marcel Lefebvre, and Janet Napolitano.  Let those who place great stock in the horoscope make of that what they will.)


Friday, November 28, 2014

All Punishment is Religious Persecution

For some mad reason in this mad world of ours the things about which men differ most are exactly the things about which they must be got to agree. Men can agree on the fact that the earth goes round the sun. But then it simply does not matter a dump whether the earth goes around the sun or the Pleiades. But men cannot agree about morals; sex, property, individual rights, fixity of contracts, patriotism, suicide, public habits of health – these are exactly the things that men tend to fight about.  And these are exactly the things that must be settled somehow, and settled on strict principles. Study each of them, and you will find each of them works back certainly to a philosophy, probably to a religion. Every Society has to act upon dogmas, and dogmas are exactly those things that are most disputable. It puts a man in prison for the dogma of the sanctity of human life. All punishment is religious persecution.
Remotely:  G.K. Chesterton in the Illustrated London News, March 16, 1907

More  immediately:  shamelessly pilfered from the Wit and Wisdom: G.K. Chesterton Quotes website on which you can find today's post here.

Thursday, November 13, 2014

Dead Letters

The right of the people to be secure in their persons, houses, papers, and effects, against unreasonable searches and seizures, shall not be violated, and no Warrants shall issue, but upon probable cause, supported by Oath or affirmation, and particularly describing the place to be searched, and the persons or things to be seized.
4th Amendment to the Constitution of the United States

But that was long ago.  Now we  have this.


 

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Another Plague


Far worse than Ebola.


Friday, November 07, 2014

"I'll get you, my pretty . . . . and your little dog, too!"




It seems Toto and his kin are about to become illegal in Iran, along with cold beer, the New Testament, compound interest, pictures of Muhammed,  and heaven knows what else.

You'll be relieved to know, though,  that "get" in this case doesn't mean actual death as  the Wicked Witch of the West seems to have intended.  Just 74 lashes and a $3,700 (more or less) fine.

More details here.

(Who knew the cat lobby was so powerful in Iran?)


Thursday, November 06, 2014

The Lost Sheep of the Lonely Revolution

Sæve indignatio from Anthony Esolen.

This is a magnificent essay.  Do read it.  I can't find a way to excerpt it here; it's a seamless garment of an essay.  I can't find a way to leave anything out.

Clicke, lege as a blogger once put it some dozen years ago.


Anthony Trollope Weekly Quote

"The Earl had been a man quite capable of making himself disagreeable ... Of all of our capabilities this is the one which clings longest to us."
From A.T.'s Phineas Redux via the Anthony Trollope Society website.

Tuesday, November 04, 2014

No More High Hopes

William Murchison in Chronicles:

"The polls" have it that Americans in 2014 expect virtually nothing from the 2014 style in Washington politicians. 
Amid the horrors we trip over every morning when evacuating our beds, this revelation may count as very, very, very good news. 
We don't want to expect much from our politicians, of whatever sex, party, creed, and persuasion. A major roadblock to achievement of the earnest hopes of the past half dozen years—the Obama years—is ... well, those same earnest hopes. My brothers, my sisters, it wasn't ever going to happen that a smooth-tongued office seeker was going to set America right—or whatever it was we supposed he would do, once duly inducted as orator-in-chief. 
Aristotle may have thought politics a worthy tool for inculcating virtue, etc., but that was another place, another time, a world of more limited aspirations than the generalized hope for life without pain, inconvenience and undue suffering, marked by ethnic reconciliation, enduring peace and steady increases in the minimum wage.

More  here.

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Votin' Day


The loathsome collection of liars, thieves, and venture capitalists that have been besieging our telephone these past few days seem to have retired.  I guess this means the polls are almost closed.

Yes, the civic religion proclaims this a Holy Day of Obligation and so we have fulfilled our Obligation and voted.  For all the good it'll do.  As has been mentioned before in this space, California in general and our area in particular are so precisely gerrymandered as to  render a non-Democrat vote a complete waste of effort.  And this year for the first time that I can recall, there are not even any third party candidates on the ballot.  The inmates of The Sacramento Home for the Criminally Insane, after years of effort, finally got their way and kept those pesky third party folks off the ballot.  Consequently, as neither the Evil Party nor the Stupid Party came  up with anyone palatable for governor or state assembly, I had to go to the trouble of writing in Frank Skeffington and Al Smith.  Yes, that was mostly a waste of time,too, wasn't it.  But I will get some satisfaction out of it and that's all that can be hoped for in this state.



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Saturday, October 25, 2014

Where We've Been





Ireland, in a word.  We were  in Ireland for the last part of September and the first part of October for our niece's wedding.  Hence the even sparser than usual posting here.  Now, I should have been able to do some of that using the smart phone.  All I needed were the Blogspot  passwords which were in my book.  In my book on my desk. In  my book on my desk at home.  Yeah.  Exactly.

In any event, we had a very enjoyable time.  (Except for the traveling bit. Airlines really resent the presence of customers and try to make it as uncomfortable for them as possible in hopes they'll give up and take a boat or the train.)

So, herewith in no particular order the photographs, which can, as usual, be clicked on and made far too large:


We stayed in Dublin at a place called Ariel House, which you can see above.  Yes, a phone camera.  You can always tell by the long, skinny format can't you.  Herself had the proper camera so it was the phone camera for me.  If you're  planning on stopping in Dublin,  I highly recommend Ariel House: comfortable rooms, a breakfast verging on the magnificent, and the friendliest and most helpful staff I've ever encountered anywhere.  (They have a website here.)


St Kevin Church in Harrington Street. This is the official Latin Mass Chaplaincy church appointed by the Archbishop of Dublin.  We attended a beautiful Sunday Mass here.  Weekday traditional Mass is available but the walk wasn't as straightforward (or as short) as I thought it was going to be.  In the event, daily Mass turned out to be either at St Teresa, the Discalced Carmelite church, or St Andrew on Westland Row, which was a 3 minute ride away on the DART and the DART station only half a block from Ariel House.  The Latin Mass Chaplaincy has its own webpage here with better pictures than I took.  St Kevin Church has one, too.  It's here.  (Do click on the second picture above showing the sanctuary.  You need a full-screen view of that.  It's a Pugin church and the reredos is nothing short of breathtaking.)



And there's the aforementioned Westland Row and Westland Row's organ.

And there's St Theresa, looking unaccountably plain in the shot.  It's really more ornate than my phone camera shot shows.  I should've taken some of the wonderful side altars.  Hmm.  A little late to think of  that now.

More later.  I need some lunch.


Tuesday, October 21, 2014

Blessed Charles of Austria

Today is the feast of Blessed Charles of Austria, the last Emperor of Austria-Hungary.  I had a note on my calendar but it was really Mrs Vidal who reminded me here.

(Yes, posting here has been even sparser than usual lately.  We have been away for a couple of weeks -- there will be pictures posted -- and there has been  much to catch up with that was even more pressing than The Inn when we returned.  A modicum of posting regularity is being planned, though.  No, honestly.)

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Should Be Printed Above Every Article in Every "Health" Section of Every Newspaper Ever Published

It is psychologically impossible, in short, when we hear real scientific statistics, not to think that they mean something. Generally they mean nothing. Sometimes they mean something that isn’t true.
--G.K. Chesterton in the Illustrated London News, November 18, 1905
Thanks to this morning's edition of the G.K. Chesterton twitter feed.  The website is here.

Thursday, October 16, 2014

What is That Gurgling Sound?

Why, it's the First Amendment going down the drain:

"City of Houston Demands Pastors Turn Over Sermons"


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Wednesday, September 17, 2014

The Mini-Canon

The unknown history of Eucharistic Prayer II from Louis Boyer via Rorate Cæli.

(It's worse than you thought.)


Apple Spam

If you found unwanted tracks of rock garbage from something called U2 in your Itunes file this morning, you will eventully find that you can't get rid of it without going through some extra steps.  This article explains where it came from and how to get rid of it.



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Not a Vicar of Bray

Fr Blake on Cardinal Burke's demotion and where we are today:

So according to rumours Cardinal Burke is off to become Cardinal-Patron of the Order of Malta. It is hardly surprising considering his opposition to the new orthodoxies. If anyone has presented himself as the 'loyal opposition' it is Burke. Magister points out that he unlike many other Curial Cardinals has maintained his integrity and that is what I have heard from Rome. He is a Nathanael, 'an Israelite without guile'. Others might jockey for position, like renaissance princes, playing the Machiavellian games that are as much part of the Roman scene today as they were five hundred or a thousand years ago. 
Ratzinger might well have appointed his enemies to key positions, so long as they could hold an intellectual position together but things are different now, broken corpses are now on display in the city squares. It is not necessary for the Prince to say anything, or even to know his policies, it is actions that are important and being part of his party. 

L.A. Unified School District gets Serious About Truancy


A swat from a ruler on the palm of the hand used to be sufficient in the dear, dead days of my youth.  Mine Resistant Ambush Protected Armored Vehicle, not so much.  It says here in the Times that although the school police are returning grenade launchers, they are keeping the nifty vehicle shown above and the 61 rifles.

Mouth-off to the L.A.Teacher's Union at your peril.



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Friday, September 12, 2014

Inclusivity at Catholic Charities. Or something.


You never know what's going to arrive in the mail, do you.  The above arrived this morning.  You can, of course, click on the picture and make it larger.   Actually, you can click on it and make it positively gigantic.

(Yeah, I know.  It was probably just some poor minimum-wage soul at the end of a long day inputting lebenty-leben thousand names into a data base.  But still.  I found it kinda funny in a sort of politically correct but slightly skewed way.)




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Monday, September 08, 2014

Pet Peeve Dept

It's September now and time for all of those religious institutes that don't believe in Purgatory to start trolling for  money so they can "remember" my loved ones on All Souls Day.

I got my second oh-so-sweet appeal today.  There are seven pieces in this mailing and not  one mention of the word "Purgatory" anywhere.  Or suffering souls, for that matter.  Everyone, immediately upon expiration, seems to have toddled along happily right into heaven.

So . . . what exactly do these people think they're praying for?



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Wednesday, September 03, 2014

Now that the summer is almost over. . . .

. . . . we've finally got the garden looking presentable.  Fortunately, the summer lasts a good deal longer here than in most  places.  September can be the hottest month of  the year and often is.






No, you don't get to see the "before" pictures.

Should be some decent sales on patio furniture, warm September or no.



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Tuesday, September 02, 2014

The September Martyrs

At the Tea at Trianon twitter feed this morning Mrs Vidal reminds us of the September Martyrs of the French revolution.  The citation to the original page seems to have moved, but this is the original article here.

In 1790, the revolutionary government of France enacted a law denying Papal authority over the Church in France. The French clergy were required to swear an oath to uphold this law and submit to the Republic. . . .The revolutionary leaders’ primary target was the aristocracy, but by 1792, their attention turned to the Church, especially the non-jurors within it. 
. . . . The mob called out, “Archbishop of Arles!” Archbishop John du Lau of Arles (Jean-Marie du Lau d’Alleman) was praying in the chapel. When summoned, he came out and he said, “I am he whom you seek.” Thereupon, they cracked his skull, stabbed him and trampled him underfoot. Then the leader set up a “tribunal” before which the imprisoned were herded and commanded to take the oath. All refused; so, as they passed down the stairway, they were hacked to pieces by the murderers. 
The bishop of Beauvais had earlier been wounded in the leg. When summoned, he answered, “I do not refuse to die with the others, but I cannot walk. I beg you to have the kindness to carry me where you wish me to go.” For a moment, his courtesy silenced the assassins. But, when he, too, refused the oath, he was killed like the rest.

The rest is here.

The Christians of Iraq (and elsewhere in Mohametan Asia) face a similar situation: abandon the Church or die.

And  in the west . . .


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Monday, August 25, 2014

Iraqi Christians

The Christians in Iraq are in a desperate situation.  (For reference, see Rorate Cæli which has done much to bring attention to the genocide of these people.)   Please consider Catholic Near East Welfare Association who are able to help with some of our brother Christians' immediate needs.


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Sunday, August 24, 2014

It's ST BARTHOLOMEW'S DAY!

But you'd never know it if you were depending upon what you heard at Mass this morning.  Not in the Pauline Rite.  Not in the 1962 version of the Roman Rite. Apostle though he be, he doesn't get a look-in on Sundays.

Fr Hunwicke hopes for better days here.



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Saturday, August 23, 2014

Not My Town Exactly. . .

. . .but close enough.

As if we didn't have enough home-grown murderers.



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Friday, August 22, 2014

Reliving the Worlds

No doubt you were up at 3:30 a.m. last Saturday brewing pots of tea and frying up bacon and eggs so as to breakfast with the livestream of The World Pipe Band Competition last Saturday.  Of course you were.

But in the event you missed a band or two while reconnoitering an extra sticky bun, you can view the whole works again right here.  Or most of it anyway. They seem to be editing Bob Worral's commentary rather severely.  Unfortunate, but the  music is still there.

"By the right. . . ."

[Addendum:  Yes, 3:30 a.m. would be about right here on the left coast of the Benighted States of America, 8 1/2 miles from the Pacific Ocean.  Your time zone may vary.]



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Found While Looking for Something Else



The melodeon is my new enthusiasm.   (Do I have time for any more obsessions?Probably not; something may have to give.  But what?)

In any event, this is Katherine and Melanie Biggs as "Freshly Squeezed" playing their tune "Skepparschottis" on piano accordion and a G/D button box.



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Friday, August 15, 2014

27 Best J.R.R. Tolkien Quotes


"Best" is more than a little subjective.  27 quotes out of how many volumes?  Nevertheless, most of them are pretty good. 





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Thursday, August 14, 2014

Assumpta est Maria in Cælum


August 15 -- the feast of the bodily Assumption of Our Lady into heaven.



One of the few remaining Holy Days of Obligation.


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Monday, August 11, 2014

The Caliphate

Three short paragraphs from Jerry Pournelle:

Perhaps the President will call off a fundraiser or two and pay some attention to the situation in the Middle East? The time to have been sending in support for the Kurds has passed; now they are under direct attack from the Caliphate. It will take more than Navy and Marine air strikes to assure the survival of Kurdistan. 
This crisis has been building ever since Bremer the Unsuccessful disbanded the Baathist Iraqi Army, and anyone who has not seen it coming ought to be dismissed as being incapable of service to the United States. Fortunately a number of officers have known this day would come, and we can hope they have been able to make some preparations; but it will be a near thing. 
It is not too late for a combination of US Special Forces and CIS, with plenty of logistic support, to work with the Kurds to roll back the Caliphate; but whether we have the will to do so is another matter.  If Iraqi Kurdistan falls, the Middle East situation become more serious than it has been for a long  time. American meddling has brought about this result; we have a moral obligation to restabilize and then get out.  I have little confidence that the President understands this.

EWTN in California

We've seen the news elsewhere in several places but it made page 2 in the Wall Street Journal this morning.  EWTN is establishing an outpost in California, indeed right in The OC on the campus of the new cathedral.  It says so here.

Um.  O.K.  I guess.

But the article included this:

On a recent day, the campus was buzzing with construction, even as visitors toured the grounds. "Disney donated those bells," said docent Mary Susa, pointing out a cluster of golden bells affixed to one tower. "But they're plastic and they don't ring."
I do hope that isn't symbolic of . . . oh, anything at all.


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Ad Orientem



A new video from the Latin Mass Society of England and Wales on the whys and wherefores of Mass celebrated ad orientem.



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Sunday, August 10, 2014

Heard on the Radio

An actress was being interviewed on the radio as I was driving home from Mass this afternoon.  I don't remember the name; it wasn't familiar to me.  But apparently she is well-known to the rest of the radio-listening population for acting in a television series, probably British, in which she plays a Danish detective who wears a sweater.

But this is the part of the interview that stayed with me.  She had had breast cancer and is now in remission.  She told of how she is continually asked by interviewers, "How did you feel to learn that you might die?"  She found that an extraordinary question.  Of course she's going to die. Everybody's going to die.  She thought the really interesting question was how is it that the majority of the population seems to think that they won't die.

It's really not an if question; it's a when question.



More New Martyrs


From The Telegraph a couple of days ago:
The last day of Qaraqosh’s time as a Christian town, a time almost as old as Christianity itself, began with a mortar shell at nine in the morning.
It came through the roof of Melad and Marven Abdullah’s house on Wednesday, killing them instantly. Melad was nine; his cousin, Marven, four. The mortar struck Marven in the head as it landed. They found his arms and feet, crushed against the wall, but nothing else.
The family’s next-door neighbour, Enam Eshoo, had popped in to deliver some fresh drinking water; she too died where she fell.
The day ended with an order to evacuate. Within a couple of hours, the city’s tens of thousands of inhabitants were crowding the road to Kurdistan, fighting with troops manning checkpoints, trying to find shelter where they could.
The streets of the capital Erbil’s newly Christian suburb, Ainkawa, swelled by exiles from ten years of punishing terror and oppression in northern Iraq, are now full of stunned and helpless people. They are camping on the floors of church halls, in a building site, in the street. An old woman was sleeping in a flower bed. Another begged for help.

Yes, it's a few days old but a gripping read.  And things have not changed for the better.  I'm pretty sure Rorate Cæli is due an "h/t" for this link but I've actually forgotten where I harvested it.  In any event, Rorate has done more to keep us informed about the new Christian martyrs of the Middle East than anyone else I'm aware of.

To be sure, WSJ has several fine articles this weekend about the ongoing persecutions of the "religious minorities" in Iraq.  They seem principally worried about Yazidis, although later on there is mention of another persecuted minority. Begins with a "C" I think.   Chris- something.

V.That there may be peace to thy Church and to the whole world,
R. We entreat thee, O Lord.
    -Evening Prayer


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Anthony Trollope Better Than Dickens?

This writer thinks so. and he makes some good points.

. . . .Trollope could truly develop a character throughout a book, making them far more believable than Dickens’, who would change their outcomes on public demand. Trollope’s work can seem like the broadsheet press, compared to Dickens’ tabloid. Trollope’s own economic hardship further lent him a uniquely realist portrayal of money. To quote W.H. Auden, “Of all novelists in any country, Trollope best understands the role of money. Compared with him, even Balzac is too romantic”.
In 1868, Trollope was persuaded to stand as a Liberal candidate for Beverley, deemed the most corrupt constituency in the country. He came last, following votes being bought by the two Conservative candidates, and spent £400 on his election campaign. This experience gave him great insight into the Victorian political world, accurately translated into his work in books such as The Palliser Chronicles and his 1875 masterpiece The Way We Live Now. . . .
I probably agree, at least so far as my own enjoyment goes.  But I can't help thinking the competition framework is a mistake.  They're different, not better or worse.

Although Anthony Trollope was certainly a better human being than Dickens.



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Found While Looking for Something Else



"The Power of the Pentatonic Scale" says the title on the Youtube page.  Don't know whether power is the right word but it's rather interesting.  The pipe scale is supposed to be an interworking of three pentatonic scales if I recall correctly.  (And two partial ones?  I think Roderick Cannon explains it all in his book but I'm not sure where it is at the moment.)



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Sunday, July 27, 2014

Another Modest Proposal

This one from Fr Hunwicke.  He proposes his solution here.  Adherents of  the religion of peace will no doubt be taking it up on this side of the Atlantic also.

[h/t to Fr Phillips' Twitter feed, which I don't know how to link to.]




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27 July -- Bl Titus Brandsma, O. Carm.


Today is the feast of Blessed Titus Brandsma, O.Carm.   That's him* in the picture above with his beloved pipe.  He was a martyr of the second world war, dying in Dachau for his insistence on maintaining Catholic truth in the teeth of Nazi objections.  So he's too new to be in the traditional Roman calendar and he's not in the Pauline calendar.  But he's an obligatory memorial in the Ancient Observance Carmelite calendar and an optional one in the Discalced calendar.   I would hope he would be in the local Dutch calendars, but I don't have enough Dutch to look it up.  Or, indeed, any Dutch if it comes to that.

In any event, it's Sunday so he's liturgically overlooked everywhere anyway.

But as he's a favourite of mine, The Inn will do what it can in lieu of a liturgical celebration  and that is to cite you to an excellent site containing biography, pictures, and some of his writings.  You can find it here.  If that one is too long, there is a somewhat shorter vita at EWTN's site here.  But  really: give the first link a look-in and try some of  his lectures.  There's some beautiful stuff there.

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(*I know, I know.  But I just can bring myself to say "That's he".  It sounds wrong.)


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Saturday, July 26, 2014

26 July - The Feast of St Ann, Mother of the Bl Virgin Mary

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"AnneSantiago" by Dickstracke at en.wikipedia - Transferred from en.wikipedia by SreeBot. Licensed under Public domain via Wikimedia Commons.


Anna parens sublimis Dominæ,
quæ est mater misericordiæ,
gemma lucens cælestis curiæ,
te veneramur amore Filiæ. 
Anna, mother of that eminent Lady
who is the Mother of Mercy,
the bright gem of the celestial court,
we venerate thee with the love of thy daughter.
   -- Magnificat antiphon in the Carmelite office of Vespers for the        feast of St Ann
Some prayers to St Anne for her feast day.

(FWIW, as far back as I have been able to find, which is 1824 at the moment, every woman on my father's side of the family has been named Anne, AnneMarie, or Mary Ann.  And my wife's confirmation name is Anne.  And that means . . . um, well I don't know what that means.  But happy St Anne's day, anyway.)


A Thought from Fr Willie Doyle

You ask how to pray well. The answer is, Pray often, in season and out of season, against yourself, in spite of yourself. There is no other way. What a man of prayer St. James, the Apostle must have been since his knees became like those of a camel! When shall we religious realize the power for good that prayer, constant, unflagging prayer, puts into our hands Did it ever strike you that when our Lord pointed out the ”fields white for the harvest”, He did not urge His Apostle to go and reap it, but to pray?
Fr Doyle was a Jesuit and chaplain to the 16th Irish Brigade in the 1st World War.  There is a movement for his canonisation (not officially begun, so far as I can tell) and a very fine website dedicated to him here.  And he has been mentioned in The Inn a few times, here and here for example.

The thought above is yesterday's "Daily Thought" from the very fine blog, Remembering Father William Doyle.  It's an insight that can't be repeated too often, in my occasionally humble opinion.



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Tuesday, July 22, 2014

A Day of Prayer for the Persecuted Christians of the Middle East

Friday, August 1, 2014
This was the day chosen by the Priestly Fraternity of Saint Peter (FSSP) for a worldwide day of Public Adoration of Our Lord Jesus Christ in the Blessed Sacrament in supplication for our persecuted brethren in Iraq, Syria, and the Middle East. . . .
More here.





Collects from the Missal:

O God, who makest wars to cease, and, by thy powerful defence, dost defeat the foes of them that put their trust in Thee; assist thy servants who implore thy mercy, that the fierceness of their enemies being overthrown, we may praise Thee with ceaseless thanksgiving. Through Christ our Lord. 
We beseech Thee, O Lord, mercifully to hear the prayers of Thy Church, that all adversities and errors being done away, she may serve Thee in freedom and quietness.  Through Christ our Lord. 
Almighty God, despise not Thy people who cry to Thee in their affliction; but for the glory of Thy name mercifully assist them in their tribulation. Through Christ our Lord. 
O God, who art the lover of peace, and preserver of charity; grant unto all our enemies true peace and charity; and vouchsafe unto them remission of all their sins, and by Thy mighty power deliver  us from their snares.  Through Christ our Lord.


F.S.S.P. in L.A.

That somewhat cryptic headline is meant to indicate that the Priestly Fraternity of St Peter will now have an apostolate in the Archdiocese of Los Angeles.  Alas, since the Archdiocese runs from the Orange County line all the way up to the northern most border of Santa Barbara County the chances of the apostolate being anywhere near you or me is minimal . . . even allowing for the expansive definition of "near" which Californians and westerners in general have. Nevertheless, it's worth at least a privately-prayed Te Deum to have an established apostolate dedicated to the traditional liturgy here in the Archdiocese.

Here's the announcement in Rorate Cæli.
Here's the new apostolate's website.



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Thursday, July 17, 2014

Found Again

If you happen to frequent the Anthony Trollope webpage, you know that you can subscribe to the Anthony Trollope quote of the week.  Not usually riotously funny, if that's what you were hoping for.  But usually insightful enough into human nature -- or at least my human nature -- as to give a start of recognition.

In clearing out the email in-box, I found this one from two or three weeks ago.

"He did not find in the contemplation of his grievance all that solace which a grievance usually gives."
          -The Small House at Allington
Indeed.

And then in looking up the webpage citation -- for what's a blog post without a citation? -- there was this:

"In ordinary life events are so unfrequent, and when they do arrive they give such a flavour of salt to hours which are generally tedious, that sudden misfortunes  come as godsends, almost even when they happen to ourselves."
          -Marion Fay
Almost.

Anthony Trollope's webpage
The Trollope Society


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17 July - The Holy Carmelite Martyrs of Compiegne

Their feast day is today in the Carmelite calendar.  The best source for their story is William Bush's "To Quell the Terror".  You can find it here.  (Note that it's half price until September; it's well-worth your $8.48)

If you haven't got the eight and a half bucks, try here for an introduction.

A collect for the feast of the Holy Martyrs:

Deus, qui ob invictam in tuo amore constantiam beatam Teresiam et socias eius de vertice Carmeli ad martyrii coronam vocasti:  tribue quæsumus, ut, te fideliter diligentes, ad contemplandam speciem tuæ celsitudinis perducamur.  Per Dominum nostrum.  Amen.




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Things Found in Books

Abebooks not only sells books but writes about them every now and again.  Today's essay is on Things Found in Books.

I've found a fair number of holy cards, some memorial cards, a few ordination cards, assorted advertisements and business cards, and in one volume years ago a service card for a Te Deum sung in St Patrick's Cathedral in New York celebrating the end of World War II.   Alas, no money and no Mickey Mantle 1952 rookie cards in mint - or any other - condition.


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