Archive for October, 2008



Timely words

I’ll have more to say about Neil Gaiman‘s The Graveyard Book a little later (“buy it and read it” will do for the moment), but these words struck me as being apt for the world in which we presently find ourselves:

Fear is contagious. You can catch it. Sometimes all it takes is for someone to say that they’re scared for the fear to become real. (p188)

Food for thought. Count me as one who believes that it is falls to artists (among others) to help guide us through tough times; from that standpoint, thanks for the tip, Neil.

Reasons my wife is always crying

Megan decided to start drying some fresh herbs we bought, lest they go bad. It went well, and she was surprised at the useful yield. The thyme in particular, she said, really filled up a jar quite quickly.

“Too bad it wasn’t a gift,” I said.

“Why is that?”

“Because there’s no thyme like the present.”

I think she might be willing to talk to me again by the time I get home.

Words of wisdom from the Crunchy Con and the Khouriye

I’m always disturbed by what seems to be an enshrinement of ignorance, anti-intellectualism, and lack of curiosity. Thankfully, an insistence on mistrusting those who can string five words together to make a sentence need not be a fundamental conservative value. From Rod Dreher’s blog:

There is a rich treasury of conservative thought waiting to be mined, contemplated, reinterpreted and adapted for our particular time and culture. […] We need to think hard within our own intellectual tradition. We need to understand why it is that we’re losing people, especially the young. To disdain intellection and intellectuals is a dead end. It’s a culture war in which we on the Right have turned our guns on ourselves.

Read the rest here.

As well, I submit the following from Kh. Frederica Mathewes-Green, posted as a comment to “Where are the Orthodox Dominionists?” at American Orthodox Institute:

Our parish is full of young people, especially college students; the average age keeps getting *lower.* What I observe is firm pro-life views, strong interest in the environment (including the desire to eat and shop locally if possible), opposition to racism, “live-and-let-live” civil tolerance of homosexuality, resistance to war, and concern for the poor, at home and abroad. (Those are my views as well.) I’ve twice recently seen references in the New Yorker to that same profile among young evangelicals — what might look somewhat “left,” but with a strong pro-life stance in the middle; they are even “more concerned about abortion than their [evangelical] parents”. This is because they see abortion as an act of violence against helpless children, an urgent social justice concern–thus consistent, even necessary, for the young faithful on this surprising new “right” that looks kind of “left. ”

Seems to me there are dots to connect between the two, particularly as concerns Dreher’s exhortation to “understand why we’re losing people, especially the young.”

When an open-ended statement shows a preconceived notion

“Maybe he is, maybe he isn’t. The truth will come out.”

This is a phrase a particular person in my life (he/she shall remain nameless, for various and sundry reasons) has used at particular times when expressing an opinion about somebody as though it were fact.

In one case, it accompanied an accusation of infidelity against a third party close to both of us. This was some years ago.

In another case, it punctuated an argument regarding how a particular individual’s middle name might impact his/her execution of a public function. That conversation was last night. (And as Bp. Hilarion said, “I will not elaborate on that.” If you know what I mean, fine. If you don’t know what I mean, I’m not going to give it further credibility by voicing, even to dismiss, the nonsense that’s being tossed about as “evidence.”)

“Maybe he is, maybe he isn’t. The truth will come out.”

What a cheap, cowardly thing to say.  The “maybe he isn’t” is disingenuous; the expression of “the truth will come out” as its own clause rather than as the consequence of a conditional statement — e. g., “If he is, the truth will come out” — states rather clearly that the truth has not yet come out, so whatever is currently understood is wrong. “Maybe he is, maybe he isn’t. The truth will come out.” It’s a carefully crafted sentence intended to suggest more openness to possibility than is in fact communicated by the words — the phrase “maybe he isn’t”, and in fact the very presence of the word “maybe”, strategically placed to make the speaker sound more reasonable than they are actually being, are flatly contradicted by “the truth will come out”. What is actually meant, and what would be a far more honest and straightforward thing to say, is “I think he is” — whatever the implied predicate may be — “and if more people don’t than do, then that just means it’s still being covered up.”

By the way, this person no longer believes that their accusation of infidelity was accurate. Has “the truth come out,” as they said it would? No — there was nothing to come out because the truth was already known. Does this person acknowledge this? No.

“Maybe he is, maybe he isn’t. The truth will come out.”

The person saying this has already decided what the truth is — so you know what? Say what you mean, and mean what you say. Let your yes be yes and your no, no. It makes things a lot easier and a lot less frustrating when you do.

Scenes from the Barrett-terranean kitchen, in which we Copt to it

Tonight we made an Egyptian lentil dish. This is basically it, although we used spaghetti instead of macaroni. Here’s somebody else blogging about another variation. (The recipe we used was actually from this cookbook, and I’m not sure what the etiquette is in reposting material from cookbooks. I love that cookbook, however, and highly recommend it.) Anyway, it made a lot of food, and Megan said — “You know, if we doubled this recipe on a Sunday night…”

I said, “…we could feed a big group of friends that evening.”

She said, “…we’d have food for the whole week.”

Maybe we should quadruple the recipe and both be right.

All Saints Orthodox Church: Fall Festival on Fairfax this Saturday

I would be sadly remiss if I did not plug All Saints‘ impending Festival on Fairfax this Saturday; it will kick off at 11am, ending at 6pm. As was started last year, Great Vespers will be incorporated into the Festival’s proceedings, starting at 5pm (and why we didn’t think of that earlier is beyond me).

It is always a good time; the community really pulls together to do this every year, and it is absolutely worth it. I will note that our gyros (gyroi?) is/are the best in town thanks to parishioner Johnny Ioannides — they’re also better than Holy Trinity’s, to say nothing of cheaper. Rumors of a drawing to win one’s very own skevophylakion are just that — rumor. Our bishop asks us to not do raffles anyway.

Please come if you can!

Coming soon: The Divine Liturgy of St. James

On 22 October 2008, at 6pm, All Saints Orthodox Church will celebrate the Divine Liturgy of St. James for the Feast of St. James, the Brother of Our Lord.

It was mentioned to me about a year ago that this might be a desirable thing to pursue. It isn’t exactly happening the way originally envisioned; the hope at the time was that we would be in a new building with more forgiving acoustics than our current nave, but that hope remains unrealized for the time being. Nonetheless, we are pushing forward — hey, since local Catholic parishes have started celebrating the Traditional Latin Mass semi-regularly, leave it to us to break out our oldest rite, right?

The Divine Liturgy of St. James — can we call this the Iakovian Liturgy? I’d hate to call it the Jacobite Liturgy — is said to have been the rite taught to St. James by Our Lord and was subsequently the principal rite of the ancient Church of Jerusalem, edited and embellished as the St. Basil Liturgy and further pared down to become the St. John Chrysostom Liturgy. I will let liturgical scholars with PhDs argue whether or not the traditional first century dating of the Iakovian rite is accurate or if it’s more reasonable to assume that it came about somewhat later. Clearly the use of the Trisagion and the “Only-begotten Son…” are later accretions, but in terms of the overall structure and character — well, let’s just say that there are ideological reasons to want to support any of the various arguments, and leave it at that. One way or the other, we can say that we know it as the oldest complete form of the Divine Liturgy still in continuous use, and it is still in use by various Syrian and Indian communities.

Putting together an English text was not a small consideration; Archimandrite Ephrem (Lash)’s translation served as the base, but it is insufficient for use in an Antiochian parish, given the official preference for Elizabethan English. Where necessary, the Antiochian text was substituted (for components such as the Lord’s Prayer, the Creed, and so on); where possible, Fr. Ephrem’s text was kept, converting to Elizabethan English as needed. Particularities such as “Let our hearts be on high”/”We have them with the Lord” were also retained.

Once we had a text, then it fell to me to create a book for choir/congregational use. Thankfully, Sibelius 5 and Microsoft Word made that relatively easy. I adapted the St. Anthony’s Monastery settings of hymnody specific to St. James to our text, used the version of “Only-begotten Son…” from the Mt. Lebanon Choir Divine Hymnal, used the Trisagion we sing every Sunday (had to keep something the same) and then added all of the other parts — litany responses, anaphora responses, etc. The choir/congregation book ultimately contains every word and every note which concerns those worshiping from the nave — it is as complete as it needs to be without including the priest’s personal prayers and so on. (At 43 pages already, it would be significantly longer were I to include those.)

I will say that, in many respects, it’s a simpler liturgy; there are no antiphons, no troparia (although we will sing the Troparion to St. James as a recessional), there is no Megalynarion, and since it begins with the clergy processing into the church with the Gifts (from the skevophylakion, no less — such things make me happy, although we don’t actually have a skevophylakion), no Great Entrance in the middle of the service, either. From the choir’s perspective, there are significantly fewer major portions to sing, and the Alleluia and Prokeimenon are the only propers. The rubrics call for the Body of Christ to be received in the hand and for the Blood to be drunk from the chalice by the communicant, but we will be communed from a spoon regardless — no one’s particularly comfortable with what could go wrong the other way, given that we’re all used to the spoon by now.

Anyway, it will be an interesting liturgical adventure, to say the least. We’ve tried to visibly open it up to as much of Bloomington’s greater Christian community as wish to attend; given the provenance of the rite, it is clearly the common heritage of all Christians, and to be able to serve it in English is a gift we would like to be able to share with as many as possible, even if it’s our humble little church that’s doing it and not the Midwestern Regional Campus of the Cathedral of Holy Wisdom. (That place is going to be gorgeous, I have to say — and they might even have built a skevophylakion, I’m not sure.) To that end, we’ve put out a press release to the local papers (let’s not hold our breath that they’ll care, but who knows) and sent flyers to every area church and campus ministry we could find. We’ll see.

On a different matter — my friend Gavin used to have a favorite Microsoft joke (at least before he started working there): “Microsoft — solving tomorrow’s problems with yesterday’s technology, today.” So, maybe that could be tweaked and made appropriate to Orthodox Christianity — “Addressing tomorrow’s problems with yesterday’s Christianity, today.”

Or maybe not.

News flash: chiliasm is a bad thing

So reports Time.

“Password not recognized.”

This morning, I woke up to find that I could not sign into my Gmail account, and my eBay account had been again compromised, with the individual from last night having made a “Buy It Now” purchase for $1,000 of audio equipment.

Luckily, both Google and eBay were remarkably efficient in getting these issues resolved. I have since changed my passwords for everything. My PayPal account wasn’t linked to my eBay account, so the e-rapist had no ability to pay for said order (at least not with my money), and the credit card information eBay had on file for me had expired a couple of years ago. So, so far as I can tell, no major damage has been done — but I will be keeping a close eye on things for awhile, to be sure.

Just for documentation purposes

Somebody logged into my eBay account and changed the e-mail address to erada_oguntoye@yahoo.co.uk. The originating IP address was 216.155.133.6 and the ISP host was 10.11.64.252. I caught it before the guy bid on anything, changed both my e-mail address and password, and I will be taking some further action (although not totally sure what). Luckily I haven’t bought anything on eBay in about two years, long enough for the credit card information to be out of date and therefore useless.

It can happen to you.


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