Sunday, December 23, 2012

The weekend before Christmas

  • Fun with secular Christmas in NJ. Berlin, Marlton and Mount Laurel. Donna’s tree.
  • Mass: Rorate cæli, desuper, et nubes pluant justum. For I know nothing by myself (my 1957 Maryknoll Missal: I have nothing [weighing] on my conscience); yet am I not hereby justified: but he that judgeth me is the Lord. Therefore judge nothing before the time, until the Lord come, who both will bring to light the hidden things of darkness, and will make manifest the counsels of the hearts: and then shall every man have praise of God... As it is written in the book of the words of Isaias the prophet, saying, The voice of one crying in the wilderness, Prepare ye the way of the Lord, make his paths straight. The liturgical Christ Child won’t go into the Nativity scene in church till Midnight Mass (which will be High Mass). I like the full symbolism for this on Christmas Eve at St Clement’s. Covering the still-empty manger-crib is a big square of purple cloth like a chalice veil, with a gold Star of David on it.
  • By the way, acknowledging all the good the SSPX (Archbishop Lefebvre) has done saving the traditional Mass (we have it because of them), I’ve seen their Midnight Mass here standing-room-only, with people in metal folding chairs in the aisles. It’s not just the trad parishioners (doing very well, with lots of kids and thus a soccer team in a local league) but, because it’s Christmas, Catholics of all kinds from everywhere. Biker chicks with mantillas pinned on, bringing their babies. The pre-conciliar church, the big tent. Here comes everybody.
  • From Fr C: today’s Sarum Mass.
  •’s week in review.
  • From The Woman and the Dragon: girls: traditional sex roles for thee but not for me. Surprise: human nature is self-interested. As a devout Christian, traditional gender roles only matter to me to the degree that they conform to biblical morality. The NeW women are simply trying to get around having any expectations for traditional behavior placed on women while simultaneously demanding traditional behavior from men. That isn’t biblical, that’s TradCon feminism, and it is no more moral than the liberal kind.
  • Music: Glenn Miller, ‘Juke Box Saturday Night’. From The Traditional Frog. I love lots of pop music from the swing era to very early rock, and lately am learning about cool jazz, listening to it driving late at night after work. The late Dave Brubeck for example. Now I understand what they mean by ‘it’s the notes you don’t play’: talented improvisation, dancing around a melody, very sexy. Anyway, my musical sweet spot is right where these beautiful big-band harmonies segue through boogie-woogie and call-and-response to the first rock (unsurprisingly, roughly 1935-1965). Reminds me of something Sailer mentioned, that Italian-Americans to their credit didn’t really take to all-out noisy, angry rock (early Dion, which I like, approached it). Italians historically love beauty, style and polish: anti-Sixties. Their pop too was a continuation of earlier style, in their case the bel canto tradition (by the way I like Josh Groban’s voice): from Dean Martin, Frank Sinatra, Perry Como and Julius LaRosa to doo-wop to Frankie Valli and even disco.


  1. "Biker chicks with mantillas pinned on, bringing their babies."

    Oh, I just gotta see this! LOL You have any pictures?

  2. Thanks for the blog mention! I'm slowly but surely resurrecting it. Am working on a few new pieces for this next week! Glenn Miller is one of my all time favourites! MY music tastes are similar, 1930s-mid 1950's. After that it's hit or miss. I also love classical, especially the Baroque period. I like some of the "Italian pop" style as you mention... Como and Sinatra being favourites!

  3. The notion of the "refined gentleman" was part of a deliberate effort to turn the European warrior class, descended from bloodthirsty Germanic invaders, into the kind of people who could contribute to society instead of just pillaging and raping all the time- making Fulk the Black of Anjou behave more like Arthur of Camelot. It's something you preach to bellicose alpha males to get them to curb their destructive tendencies. The captain of the football team needs a lecture on being a "gentleman". The nerdy English major who hangs around with academic feminists like those in NeW needs boxing lessons and some assertiveness training.

    Of course, neither man will get what he needs, thanks to the power of institutionalized feminism. Under a feminist orthodoxy, naturally aggressive men have the courage to ignore what the authorities tell them, and reach for the benefits of hypercharging their masculinity (either through natural means like learning "game", or through artificial means like steroids) without fearing feminist criticism (feminists reject innate categories like "masculinity", so they can't form coherent objections, and most people instinctively trust masculine leadership more than feminist whining anyway). More timid men defer to authority, which in this case is some feminist professor or journalist telling them to become even more timid and "sensitive", which starts them on a process of self-gelding in which they stamp out what little natural aggression they may have had. The one thing that nobody approaches is the "Golden Mean" most conducive to happiness and good order in society.


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