Inauguration Fatigue

According to a Google search, only one other listing shows up for this topic. Am I the only one tired of hearing how G.W. Bush is the WORST PRESIDENT EVER and Barack Obama will be one of the GREATEST PRESIDENTS EVER? Please don't say I'm a sore loser--I wrote in Wendell Berry in symbolic protest to the binary choices offered me. I tired soon after the beginning of the longest presidential campaign ever and I'm not interested in all the brouhaha surrounding the "anointed one." I don't want Obama to fail because that only makes our mess worse, but given his choice for Ag. Secretary and his commitment to FOCA, I can't help but hold back a "hurrah" for this--yes--historic inauguration.
Perhaps I'm just feeling burned after thinking G.W. Bush would be a good choice, but besides a few exceptions, I really don't like his policies. Why would a Democrat do any better? I expect too much and thus need to work on what can I do to make this state a slightly better place. Anything more is to "trust in princes." Why do we put so much hope in our presidents anyway? I'm almost missing BritneyWatch. Almost.

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There are but three social arrangements which can replace Capitalism: Slavery, Socialism, and Property. --Hilaire Belloc ...

Good reads of 2009

I haven't made a list like this in a while, and I believe I discussed most of these on the blog as I finished them, but I thought I'd make a handy short-hand list for you and me. These are only in the order I read them and do not indicate any preference. The Open Door * Frederica Mathewes-Green The Children of Hurin * J.R.R. Tolkien The Omnivore's Dilemma * Michael Pollan Agrarianism and the Good Society: Land, Culture, Conflict, and Hope * Eric T. Freyfogle Wonderful Fool * Shusaku Endo Up the Rouge: Paddling Detroit's Hidden River * Joel Thurtell and Patricia Beck Johnny Cash and the Great American Contradiction: Christianity and the Battle for the Soul of a Nation * Rodney Clapp (I started the following in December, but I haven't finished them--so far they are excellent: Love and Hate in Jamestown * David A. Price and The Picture of Dorian Gray * Oscar Wilde) Try one of these--let me know.

Gaudete, dammit!

I was not at my home church for mass this morning (not that I feel like I have a home church since becoming Popish), but nevertheless my mood was buoyant. After all, how could it not be. Here we were standing as brothers and sisters commemorating one of the top five greatest events in the history of reality: the Incarnation. Yet looking out and listening to the participation of my Roman brothers and sisters, one would think that something less than mundane had happened. Something BORING, even. We gathered to remember the God of the universe condescending to take on human dress and all we can do is half-heartedly sing and mumble ancient creeds that people died for? I remained buoyant despite the lack of mutual awe. Annie Dillard said waggishly that when people go to church they ought to be wearing crash helmets. Do they really know who or what they are summoning? Something more terrible, me...

I Am Not Hamlet

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