Social Construct Quote of the Day

June 30th, 2009

Pundette comments on the Swedish couple who are refusing to publicly acknowledge their child’s sex, “based on the feminist theory that ‘gender’ is a ‘cruel’ ’social construct’ that forces children into artificial roles”:

A woman would have to be the queen of denial to cling to that notion after pushing a baby out of her birth canal.

Via Stacy at The Other McCain, who calls it “The best birth canal quote of the year”.

I often see liberals criticize religion for generating insane ideas, like Young Earth Creationism. But folks, I swear, the idea that gender is a social construct is possibly the most insane widely accepted idea I’ve ever run across.

Fair To Ask

June 30th, 2009

Starting with, oh, Clinton, I guess, plus Nixon, there’s been speculation from here and there about whether the sitting President was going to actually leave office when his term was up.

Most of that speculation was pure nonsense, of course, and there was never any real reason to think they wouldn’t.

Now, however, we have President Hussein Obama, and his support of Honduran President Manuel Zelaya.

The Honduran Constitution imposes a one term limit on the office of President.

Zelaya wanted to continue by calling a special referendum. As it happens, though, the Honduran Supreme Court, the Honduran Legislature, and the Honduran military think he shouldn’t.

So, he has been ousted by the military, following what appear to be entirely legal orders from the Court.

And what does our President do? Our President, who says nothing about the wacko NorK Dear Leader? Who waits for days to issue a weak statement mildly criticizing the Iranian government for brutally suppressing protests against what is almost certainly a rigged election? Who’s chummy with Commie Dictator Fidel Castro and Venezuelan Commie Dictator Chavez (the later of whom achieved Leader For Life status with a similar maneuver)?

Why, The Big O promptly rebukes the Honduran Court, the Lege, and the military for following their laws, declaring this a coup against a legitimate leader.

Obama’s made it clear he sides with Commie dictators who illegally grab and keep power.

Tell me again why, exactly why, it isn’t fair to ask if Obama, the product of a Commie upbringing and a corrupt political machine, won’t go quietly when it’s his turn?

This story is all over the anti-statist blogosphere, but Gunslinger has some particularly lovely invective:

The people and the Supreme Court of Honduras have made it clear they will not allow the rogue president to violate that country’s constitution.

And our rogue “president”, with his brother dictators of Cuba and Venezuela, has the temerity, the venality, the wickedness, the pure evil to publicly say that Manuel Zelaya is the “rightful” president of Honduras, and should be reinstated.

I was screaming at the television. Mr. Reasonable Sounding, the filthy, lying, totalitarian is saying that an incipient dictator, who, in defiance of the will of his people, the constitution of his country, and the decision of its Supreme Court, was seeking to extend his term of office, no doubt with exactly the same goal as his buddy in Venezuela is in the right.

I am convinced that Høllow Man is afraid the American people may, within the next three and a half years, rise up in the same way and remove his own, damned, traitorous self from office and hang him from the closest tree.

Barack Øbama is intolerable, execrable, unendurable, insupportable.

Every word out of this douchbag’s mouth, and every action he takes, is an insult and a threat to our heritage, our history, our Founders, our exceptionalism, our parents’ & grandparents’ sacrifices, our faith, our values, our Republic, our liberty, our lives, and our future.

Mike weighs in at Cold Fury with links to hard news, and a few choice comments of his own.

Take a moment to ponder, if you will, the “no meddling” policy in Iran, our outright interference in Israel’s affairs (to the detriment of her security), and this speedy condemnation of the legitimate Honduran government dealing quickly with a would-be despot. It shouldn’t take you more than about ten seconds to realize exactly who and what Obama is — by his reflexive support for Leftists and tyrants, and his opposition to free, open, democratic nations. Anyone failing to recognize Obama’s own despotic tendencies after such an easy lesson is simply too obtuse to bother with.

It’s going to get much, much worse here, and there’s no guarantee of it ever getting better.

Darleen Click has a lot of good links and comments at Protein Wisdom:

Obama quote today

President Barack Obama dismissed critics of his ambitious agenda as naysayers on Monday and vowed to have health care, energy and financial regulation initiatives in place by the end of the year.

“Then we have a whole other year after that,” Obama told about 400 cheering top Democratic Party fundraisers.

Interesting how Obama views Rule of Law and how he counts Chavez, Castro and Zelaya as friends. Obama is certainly confident his Transforming America is a done deal, whether or not American citizens want it.

As always, you have to ask: Imagine Nixon, or Reagan, or either of the Bushes trying to get away with this, in support of anti-communist leader.

I hope I’m wrong about this. I hope he goes quietly, next election. Honestly, I expect he will, because I think he’s a puppet, a figurehead, and doesn’t have the will or the competence to become the American Dear Leader. He is merely paving the way for the One who does. (And, oh gods, am I afraid of what will happen if he’s assassinated. I am too old to fight a revolution.)

But you folks who voted for him? If he doesn’t go, I am so saying “I told you so.”

Nigaz. In Africa. No, Really. BBC Says So.

June 26th, 2009

Via, yes, the Beeb:

Russia’s energy giant Gazprom has signed a $2.5bn (£1.53bn) deal with Nigeria’s state operated NNPC, to invest in a new joint venture.

The new firm, to be called Nigaz, is set to build refineries, pipelines and gas power stations in Nigeria.

All time worst/stupidest/funniest corporate name evah!

Waffle

June 23rd, 2009

DBD062309

Update to WordPress 2.8

June 22nd, 2009

I just finished a complete site backup, and will now attempt to update Wordpress.

And ready and set and here we go….


…And we are back. I guess. I’ll be fooling around, testing for a bit. If something doesn’t work for you, please leave a comment.

Crazy

June 20th, 2009

I was standing in the grocery story checkout line when I smelled…cat box. For some reason, I thought it was me, for a moment, then noticed the woman behind me had two bags of cat food on the conveyor belt.

Her faded denim dress had heavy yellow stains on it.

She was, apparently, the first crazy cat lady I’ve ever met personally.

She caught my eye for a moment, and I think she knew I’d noticed the stains, and that “crazy cat lady” was in my mind. She looked resigned, maybe pleading, just a little: “But… I’m not really that bad. Please don’t write me off as a non-person.”

I’m trying not to, but I can’t help myself. I’m no neat freak, ask anybody who knows me; but I can’t remember ever once wearing clothing with multiple cat urine stains on it.

Still: there, but for the grace of the guy asleep at the switch….

Hard Row

June 16th, 2009

Sometimes, you work hard enough that even though the result is boring, you want people to see how hard you worked.

I’m trying to dress up the space in front of my front porch. Probably futile, because a) It’s in deep shade and b) It floods if the gutters overflow.

So what I have, essentially, are two strips of dirt right at the edge of the slab, under the eaves. All the nutrients have been leeched out, and the remaining clay has packed itself down to just short of sedimentary rock.

First thing to do, then was to dig out a nice deep trench. (Eight inch concrete block for scale; the light-colored band at the top of the slab shows the level of the dirt before I started digging.)
About ten inches deep.

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Corpus Christi

June 14th, 2009

Via The Anchoress, Deacon Greg Kandra tells a story:

Back in the 1970s, when there was a lot of liturgical innovation going on, Dorothy Day invited a young priest to celebrate mass at the Catholic Worker. He decided to do something that he thought was relevant and hip. He asked Dorothy if she had a coffee cup he could borrow. She found one in the kitchen and brought it to him. And, he took that cup and used it as the chalice to celebrate mass.

When it was over, Dorothy picked up the cup, found a small gardening tool, and went to the backyard. She knelt down, dug a hole, kissed the coffee cup, and buried it in the earth.

With that simple gesture, Dorothy Day showed that she understood something that so many of us today don’t: she knew that Christ was truly present in something as ordinary as a ceramic cup. And that it could never be just a coffee cup again.

She understood the power and reality of His presence in the blessed sacrament.

Which is really the sum and substance of what we celebrate on this feast, Corpus Christi. The reason for what we will do today – celebrating with the monstrance, the music, the procession – isn’t to glorify an inanimate object, a bit of bread contained in glass.

It is to remind the world that in that bread we have been given Christ.

Not an idea. Not a symbol. Not an abstract bit of arcane theology. No.

It is wider and deeper and more mysterious than that.

Look at that host — and you look at Christ.

Yes, read the whole thing.

Now, here’s the deal: Go to the store, and buy two bottles of wine, and two boxes of crackers.

Have your priest bless one bottle and box. Have him pour some wine from his bottle into a randomly selected vessel, maybe a cup, maybe a golden chalice, maybe a crystal wineglass, and set out half a dozen crackers and the cup on a tray.

I, a militant skeptic, will then pour the same amount of wine from the other bottle into another vessel, and set out half a dozen crackers from my box on another tray.

Someone who doesn’t know either of us, and who did not observe us preparing our trays, will then arrange the contents of both trays identically, and leave the room. A group of priests and scientists will then enter the room, and be challenged to identify which tray carries The Blessed Body and Blood Of Christ, and which one carries some cheap wine and stale crackers.

The results, over many repetitions with a large enough sample, will most likely be indistinguishable from random chance. Yes, even if one of the preparers is Joseph Alois Ratzinger and the other is P.Z. Meyers.

Now, what that means is, the wine and crackers were not changed, in any way, by the priest.

However, Dorothy Day was changed by her reverence for an ordinary kitchen coffee cup. The young priest was changed by the act of consecrating the Host and (presumably, watching Dorothy’s act). Deacon Kandra and the Anchoress were changed by relaying the story, and many of their readers, including my obstinately skeptical self, were changed by reading it. Changed, I believe, very much for the better.

And what that means is exactly that the ceremonies involved were symbolic, and that the ideas involved are far from abstract and arcane. They are very powerful symbols and ideas, and the world would be a far poorer place without them.

There must somehow be a way to preserve these ideas, these symbols, and preserve their power to change people for the better, without asking me to believe that the Sacraments have undergone some detectable change. The change is not in the wine, not in the bread, not in the cup or chalice. It’s in those who participate in the ceremony, or watch it, or even hear about it.

Deacon Kandra’s story has given me a glimpse of that way. I can’t write it down, not yet, and it may not even be something that can be written down, but it’s there, and I’m very grateful for that.

Below the fold, my comment at the Anchoress’ site, still awaiting moderation, concerning objections to the use of a coffee cup as a chalice:
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Why I Can’t Trust My Brain

June 13th, 2009

I thought the headline on this article was about some weird new kind of surface to paint on.

Uppity Jews

June 11th, 2009

You know, if those damn Jews would just take a clue from the peace loving Palestinians whose land they’re squatting on and start blowing themselves up in markets and pizza parlors to make their points, we’d take them a lot more seriously.

I mean, how dare they demand that their countrymen take their stupid religious ideas seriously?

Ultra-orthodox Jews clash with police over a parking garage being opened on the Sabbath.

Ultra-orthodox Jews clash with police.

Raise your hand, everybody who thinks it’s OK for bus drivers to stop in the middle of their route so they can get out, spread a prayer rug, and kneel towards Mecca. Religious freedom, and all.

(Oh, and those ridiculous fur hats! They should try turbans or table cloths, much more civilized.)


Remember, folks: This is taking place in Israel, where Judaism is the official state religion. It makes perfect sense to me that Jews should be able to impose their religious restrictions on public life there. Wouldn’t like to see it here, mind. But I live in a country where state religions are specifically prohibited.


One last thought:
Something’s nagging me about the photos on the original site. For some reason, most of them look static, staged, particularly the ones with protesters and cops. All very well posed, very well lit, good color, very clean.

I am not an expert, I could well be wrong. It may just be that the photographer was very, very good.

I hope I’m wrong. If these did turn out to be fake, it would hurt the Israeli cause far worse than worse fakes hurt the Muslims.