Saturday, April 30, 2011
Staying Put
Wednesday, April 27, 2011
Poor Strategy
Tuesday, April 26, 2011
None Of Your Lip
Sunday, April 24, 2011
Eostre, the Goddess of the Dawn
For Harpur, the Passion’s true meaning is found in its mythological reading, a reading that illuminates the nature of incarnation. Sages of the ancient world believed that incarnation was the process by which the eternal and infinite One becomes the temporal and finite many. In this way, the cosmos in its totality achieves expression through its particular components. When human beings developed self-reflective consciousness, it marked a new phase of incarnation, a phase in which the incarnate could perceive, however crudely, the eternal ground of their being. This development is Biblically symbolized by Adam and Eve’s eating the fruit of the tree of knowledge.
The ancients portrayed the emergence of self-reflective consciousness as an act of divine mercy, an “emptying out” of the divine into mortal form. But, as Harpur writes, “this act of divine compassion and self-giving was and is in philosophical or theological terms enormously costly—hence the allegory of mutilation of some kind or of violent death, often by crucifixion. The fate of Prometheus, who brought down fire and paid a price, is a case in point. The Cross, then, is seen in its true luminosity only when it is understood as the sign and symbol of this gift of Incarnation. The vertical of God’s love plunges into and through the horizontal dimension of matter—our bodies.” Incarnation subjects us to all the miseries of mortality, but even in their greatest anguish the incarnate are never separated from the One. This paradox finds symbolic expression in mutilated or crucified saviors like Jesus, Horus, Attis, Orpheus, Adonis, and Tammuz, but its living expression is found in you and me and everyone else: each of us is the One incarnate, each of us is the One crucified.
Saturday, April 23, 2011
Some Political Humour
Friday, April 22, 2011
Truthing the Game
Wednesday, April 20, 2011
Not FreshCo, but it might as well have been

The boss's wife estimated sixty people outside before open. Twenty minutes after the ribbon-cutting, all 180 carts were spoken for. Ten tills going full bore all day, usually lined at least five deep, occasionally fifteen or so.
Tuesday, April 19, 2011
A Realization
- I will wake up totally refreshed and ready to kick the ass of the world...at eleven p.m. I will then be awake all night and face the entire city tomorrow half dead, or;
- I will be jolted awake in ninety minutes--on account of I have to go get some pants today as jeans are no longer acceptable*. I will be in no wise refreshed, and will be apt to bite the head off the first person I meat and chew it contentedly as I settle back to slumber, or;
- I might not wake up at all. That'd be the dead part of me talking. Pay it no mind and I promise to try to do the same.
Saturday, April 16, 2011
Quick Blog, Part II
Friday, April 15, 2011
This won't take long, which is a good thing
Wednesday, April 13, 2011
Moral Equivalence? No, cause and effect.
"But there should be no confusion about this: Jones's act was murderous as any suicide bomber's."
and asserting that Klein claims moral equivalence. That's every bit as preposterous as Prager fumes it is. It's also almost certainly dead wrong.
Political Twaddle
Saturday, April 09, 2011
Toronto Maple Leafs Autopsy 2010-2011
Every Leaf team must have its whipping boy. He's usually a defenseman, occasionally a goaltender; most often he deserves the whips. Not always: Larry Murphy was booed mercilessly in Toronto for reasons that escape me. This is, after all, the same Larry Murphy who won four Cups and was inducted into the Hall of Fame as the fifth-highest scoring defenseman of all time. His only full season in a Leaf uniform saw him put up 61 points. Those are Kaberle numbers, and Kaberle was respected if not revered by most of the Leaf faithful.