Self-Evident Truths

In declaring our independence from jolly old England several centuries back, the founding folk made a bold statement in the first sentence:  “We hold these truths to be self-evident…”  Little did they realize how sensitive truth would become in our day and time.  While  George Washington’s never-tell-a-lie cherry tree incident might have gotten him elected, alternate political strategies have emerged in which white lies get the job done. It’s hidden in plain sight, and it’s as obvious as the nose on Pinocchio’s face. Underneath such an assumption was that some truths were more evident than others. While  all men might have been created equal, it was understood that some […]

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Pursuit of Mediocrity

Spring. And for this young man sitting in a ninth grade English class, my fancy was heading off in many directions other than the pursuit of academic truth. The last class of the afternoon would soon be over, and we would all tear out of those halls of learning for whatever sport the day would bring. “Dudley,” Mrs. Hart called, “would you read ‘Thanatopsis’ for the class.” Shifting gears to the reality at hand, I stood at my desk and slowly began reading those dreadful words by William Cullen Bryant about dying. The poem seemed a mile long, but I […]

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Unwed Fathers

                 Back in the day, there used to be homes for unwed mothers. They were the results of a enigmatic condition called an unwanted pregnancy which always seemed the result of an accident.  Back in those same days, teen pregnancy was considered a terrible sin of sorts which led half of the perpetrators to leave town for a while until the delivery was done. The unwed father was simply left alone and disgraced.           I remember vividly in my first parish when a sixteen-year-old was “sent away” to the nearest Florence Crittenton when […]

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Looking Glass

In Lewis Carol’s sequel to Alice in Wonderland, the Walrus speaks quite eloquently to the Carpenter:  “The time has come,” the Walrus said, “To talk of many things:  of shoes – and ships – and sealing wax – of cabbages – and kings – and why the sea is boiling hot – and whether pigs have wings.”  Though not the most profound paragraph in English lit, this little vignette has always been a favorite.  In that topsy-turvy world on the other side of that looking glass things appear to be wicky-wacky if not catawampus. Like stumbling over stardust, you never […]

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esse quam videri

To look at her one would jump to the conclusion that all was well in her world. That she had her act together. That she was a smooth operator. A person for all seasons. But beneath the outward appearance, and not necessarily deep down but just below the surface there was this frenzy of insecurity and this fear of failure. She knew how to look like humanity personified, but the constant struggle she faced was to half-way meet the projected image on the screen of her existence. To do that meant to be on guard, constantly striving to be more […]

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Politically Correct

Politics and religion tend to be the great dividers in our culture and country these days.  Our e pluribus unum seems to be out of wack, and “under God” has more meanings than one can imagine.  Part of the issue is semantics.  Take the phrase “politically correct”. Of course, the term itself seems like an oxymoron in an era in which the political machinery is driven by negative motives that pollute the air with cynicism. The term is inaccurate for the purpose that it engenders. Let me explain. To be politically correct in one’s parlance, you must be sensitive to all […]

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Here’s Looking at You, Our Lady!

                 On the surface of things, she appeared to be her old self.  An ancient of days who once sat crowned in glory. Where, for over eight centuries, generations of knees had bent in prayers of supplication.  Rosaries said, and the relic Crown of Thorns treasured and venerated. But just around the corner of her timeless face, you could see the outlines of the tragic consequences of a consuming Holy Week fire.       For the sake of safety, approaches to the sacred ground surrounding Notre Dame were blocked by metal fences and […]

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She Bothered

Does it ever bother you that some of our words can take on different meanings under different circumstances?  Take the words like “bother” and “trouble”.  Within a simple change of nuance, their meanings can be suddenly opposite. At a dinner party recently one of the guests looked at the center piece of fresh flowers and exclaimed: “You bothered!” She was expressing her delight in how the host had bothered so much to take care of so many details in such an elegant manner.  Which translated into an extraordinary compliment and a splendid expression of gratitude that someone would go to […]

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Discovering What’s Here

       Revisionist historians have made their point: Columbus did not “discover” America in 1492.  You can’t discover what has already been there for centuries even though it might be twenty thousand leagues under the sea.           When boat builders figured out that sailing crafts could go a long way, and cartographers figured out that there were no dragons on the earth’s edge, Christopher convinced Isabel that he could head west in order to go east.  When his armada of three vessels pulled up on foreign shores of a new world, the native people on the beach discovered Europeans for the first […]

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Applying Ourselves

          Public school report cards were a kind of nemesis for some of us.  They were tell-tell evidence of our achievement — or lack thereof — and your parents had to sign them to confirm their having seen same.           The grade portion was quite to the point of how you made the grade utilizing the A to F scale.  On the back was a small amount of space for each six-week grading period for the teacher to make her or his comments.  I frequently received the familiar notice that I needed to “apply myself more”.  […]

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