Sunday afternoon…
And on the third day… I finally got back on this %*&&# blog. From time to time, I get locked out - so if I haven’t posted on any given day, check out the other Abbey - I’ll be posting there.
Singin’ in the reign…
You know how those middle-school music teachers, Marty Culp and Bobbi Moughan-Culp on Saturday Night Live, entertained us by singing their pop-rock songs straight? How they slowed down the tempo, Bobbi singing classically, enunciating each word clearly? Well, anyway - it occured to me that sometimes dissident Catholics may put on a similar act.
They can sound sweet, well-meaning, even ‘orthodox’ - but their lyrics are still twisted. They may look straight and conservative - but they are still pushing the envelope for change. Other great examples of this marketing of evil technique are the hypocrites running for the 2008 presidential nomination, competing in the Iowa caucus, saying whatever they need to say to come out on top.
I suppose we ought to be well acquianted with this type of duplicity by now, having endured so many bishops and priests in sheep’s clothing over the last several years. Yet maybe we’ve become too accustomed to this sort of manipulation, to the extent we are taken in more easily by the Stepford clone act when it is continually rerun for us.
December 30th, 2007 at 3:52 pm
Terry! Now I know why you didn’t meet us for lunch! You were watching SNL reruns while reading political and dissident literature!
We missed you.
December 30th, 2007 at 3:57 pm
Julie! You caught me - you found me out! I wanted to be there, but I’m scared of Ray.
December 30th, 2007 at 4:51 pm
Who said I was there? They couldn’t find me. I read 76 pages of a book waiting for them to show up. Turns out they were sitting in the next booth, ignoring me.
You have nothing to be a fraidy cat about concerning me. But I’m glad to see you’re back in communication.
December 30th, 2007 at 5:03 pm
Ray - it is all the pointed questions you ask. LOL!
December 30th, 2007 at 6:40 pm
Well, we didn’t see him at first because he was hiding in a ficus tree, catching up on his reading. We didn’t deliberately exclude him, but figured he just wanted to be left alone to…uh…observe some of the other characters in the place.
When he DID finally find us (rather, we found him when he left his Ficus tree), he asked us many pointed questions. That’s why he’s with the CDL.
If I had time, I’d want to be an investigator for the CDL. Then maybe Dan Brown would write a conspiracy theory about us!