Why bother blogging?

I suppose the answer to this one depends on our general attitude to the rest of humanity, whether we believe ourselves to be called to share good things with other people in a spirit of gratuity and generosity, whether it is an exercise in self-aggrandisement or our caring about other people only to the extent they can be exploited. Oscar Wilde once said that a cynic is someone who knows the cost of everything but the value of nothing.

I really would like to keep a candid and “naïve” view of life, what cynics would call “romantic notions” of decency, humanity and empathy. Such notions are extremely difficult on the Internet as most bloggers and commenters will never meet in the flesh or know each other as real persons. I’m not the oldest blogger around, but I lived for long enough to remember what life was like without the Internet. When I was at university, we wrote by hand or with a typewriter, got information from libraries and we wrote letters to each other. Sometimes we travelled and met people and got to know them to some extent.

I remember seeing a cartoon of a funeral with the coffin in church, the priest and just a few mourners. The caption said that the deceased had thousands of “friends” on Facebook! Some people say that Facebook is the future, something to replace blogs and e-mail. E-mail now seems so obsolete that spammers hardly use it. Others use Twitter for very short messages. For me, that is even more fleeting and ephemeral than blog posts. That would really be the first circle of hell! It seems blindingly obvious that what we do on computers doesn’t replace our social lives. I am not short of real contacts through our local choral group, the sailing club and local village life.

The best thing to do with blogs is what books do – they inform people and offer information. It is also legitimate to share opinions and views about issues, as plenty of authors do about every subject from stamp collecting to politics. Blogging is a form of amateur journalism and a space for free speech within the limits of human decency and respect of the rights of other people. Libel laws apply to the Internet as much as other written media, so we take our responsibilities, grateful for the protection of the law against what other people might be tempted to write in order to destroy our reputations.

Some people use a blog for personal thoughts and ramblings, to do some good for that person by helping him to see clearly through writing and provoking comments. Of course, we have to remember that people read what we write and they either like it or they don’t. Most comments are exactly expressions of opinion, and no one disputes subjective views. This chemistry of opinions and what we can learn from it is great for our growth as human beings in search of truth and value. Like journalism, editor’s columns for example, the blog is a place for original thought and a counterweight to conventional wisdom, ignorance and prejudice.

Like in real life, one gets the bullies, racketeers and those who fancy themselves as the “policemen” of the world. Some try to dominate the blog with their comments, destroying all dialogue and turning everything into a shouting match. Our blog setups allow us to filter comments and moderate commenters liable to want to start a fight. We don’t have to justify ourselves in our choice of house guests. Others start their own blogs, which we can either ignore or challenge.

It is a tricky choice. Ignoring the blog in question can seem to be tantamount to allowing evil to triumph because good men did nothing. I speak of evil, because we are dealing with personal attacks, for example a priest of one church being called a fraud and a false priest because he does not belong to the church the blogger in question is seeking to join. We are faced with bitterness and aggression. If we challenge the blog, we begin to negotiate with evil and dialogue with it. Exorcists like the late Fr Malachi Martin warned us that we engage the enemy at our own peril. We have every interest in being stronger and on moral high ground.  Good men doing nothing… Perhaps good men and women need to unite, for in unity lies strength.

I often think about the unfortunate parish that would be welcoming a particular blogger I have in mind who is in the process of converting to Roman Catholicism. Parish churches and traditionalist chapels alike are full of the usual cranks. Most are harmless, labouring under mental illness of some kind and finding some amount of healing through their faith and devotion. Others are vicious and often end up having to be physically hauled out of the sacristy and handed over to the police. I have seen a lot in my time. The Church is made up of a morass of humanity, all in need of God’s mercy and love. At the same time, a person can be so disruptive as to be beyond the pale of normal pastoral ministry. In extreme cases in society at large, the most anti-social are put in prison or a psychiatric hospital, and priests in both those kinds of institutions offer pastoral care to the inmates rendered incapable of causing damage and heartache to other people. Our rights end where those of other people begin.

On one hand, there are plenty of obnoxious blogs on the Web that we can do nothing about. They foster immorality, hatred, violence and many other evils. Beyond certain limits they can be removed through the law or blog providers. Those rules and laws apply to us all.

Perhaps another role of blogs is to engage threats to our right to free speech and “liberty of the press” that offend against libel laws or come very close to it, or which insult persons or assume them to be in bad faith. Perhaps the blogging community needs to be self-regulating. Sometimes, it is best to haul cantankerous cranks out of the sacristy just so that the priest can put on his vestments and say Mass – if you get my analogy…

So, there we are. As I suggested to a fellow blogger, Keep calm and carry on, as they used to say to people during World War II and as you can now read on coffee mugs. We have not to justify ourselves to our detractors, simply take the high moral ground and not be deterred in our own work.

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Survivalism

We humans are strange creatures! I occasionally read about Americans and people in some other big countries of the world going to live in some isolated place and stocking up on guns and provisions. Fuelled by the “work ethic” and the “prosperity gospel”, some believe a person is worth what he or she owns and how much money they have.

The Scriptures seem to give some support to this notion, many times in the Old Testament and also in the Gospels – the Parable of the Talents. Those who are not good investors on the Stock Exchange will go to hell and God favours the biggest earners. Thus, poor people are parasites and the fat-cats are the blessed. On the other hand, we read in the Magnificat:

He hath shewed strength with his arm : he hath scattered the proud in the imagination of their hearts.He hath put down the mighty from their seat : and hath exalted the humble and meek. He hath filled the hungry with good things : and the rich he hath sent empty away.

It just doesn’t seem to add up.

One thing I find strange is the desire for the end of the world – but yet an even stronger desire to survive it. The chances are that if the planet earth was destroyed by a meteorite or a super volcano, among other possibilities, most or all of us would die. All those who sold the end of the world for last December didn’t think that they would be killed if it had come to pass.

It is something psychological and expressed in many ways. Secular apocalyticism is expressed in alleged scientific proof of global warming caused by the amount of carbon dioxide industrial mankind throws up into the atmosphere. That is not to say that we shouldn’t fight against pollution and emissions of noxious gases from chemical factories and the like. A desire to see the end reveals the malaise many have, as I have expressed in other articles. Our world seems so hopeless with pollution, greed and everything based on capitalism, money and power. Revolution abounds in each of us, together with seething anger and a sense of hopelessness.

We often react by wanting to opt out, which we usually can to some extent if we really want to. The most healthy option, as for when a young man thinks about the monastic life, is to think of what we are looking for rather than what we want to get away from. In many of us, it is a mixture of the two. No intention is absolutely pure! There is no limit to human inventiveness as in wartime. People stock up and hole up – and they certainly intend to keep it all to themselves.

Most of us dream about escaping, but do not have the means to do it or the resolve to assume all the negative consequences with the desired objective. Most of us realise we are a part of the system, and we have just to get through the few years allotted to us before the undertaker takes the last pennies from our families to bury us. Some of us can take some measure of independence and compromise – and assume the dilemmas and divided loyalties.

We often dream of escaping and surviving and ruining the world of those who remained in the system. I remember a James Bond villain who built a base at the bottom of the sea and sent two nuclear submarines loaded with ballistic missiles to nuke each other and start World War III. There’s nothing wrong with wanting to live at the bottom of the sea, but everything is wrong in wanting to kill everyone else! Another Bond villain did the same thing in space and the method for exterminating the world was biological. Hitler did the same thing in real life, trying to exterminate all the Jewish people, the Slavs and others for his so-called “master race”! Sometimes, the wrong we do is for the same reason, but on a smaller scale – for example, getting our own back on a person.

Mors tua vita mea – your death is my life.

All that seems to be the root of war, murder and all evil. The Old Testament is full of it, at least if read literally: babies dashed against rocks, people practising the wrong religion being sadistically executed for the pleasure of Yahweh and the true believers. Comments on blogs are full of the desire to get back the power of the medieval Papacy and the Inquisition, to do what Himmler and his SS goons did in modern times – and the commenter to be on the right side of the law!

Destructiveness is a part of human nature. That the Old Testament, especially the Pentateuch, is full of it is a sign of the need for a redeemer, the Messiah promised by the Prophets throughout the centuries of self-righteous killing.

Remember that if the world comes to an end or some cataclysmic event happens, we will ourselves certainly die. That is what we have to be concerned about. It will happen sooner or later. It is perhaps by meditating on this root of war and evil that we might begin to find the key to peace.

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Living with the System

I saw that Post Modernism keeps the Mystery alive links to one of my earlier articles on this blog. I am a little nonplussed about the concept of post-modernism being erected into a “philosophical movement”. If this is a movement, what is a movement?

I am brought to think that we are not dealing with a movement at all, or a political tendency, or an ideology, or a religion or anything. To me, it seems like the way some individual persons relate to the society in which they live and by what means they defend their own personality. In short, an Englishman’s home is his castle.

Society at large goes through various phases. In the western world, you are everything if you have money (and everything will be done to take that money away from you) and nothing if you don’t have money. Apart from the technology we have, our society seems little different from the early nineteenth century, the eighteenth or even before. The rich get richer and the poor get poorer – and eventually you get a revolution, an oscillation of the political pendulum over centuries, and the machine is reset and started up again. And so begins a new cycle. In between times, there has been a number of attempts to implement various types of socialism and nationalism, and they all failed sooner or later.

Society is all about making human beings relate to each other by the constraints of law and economics. A man is worth his money, and then when that doesn’t impress him, he can be clobbered by the law for being anti-social. Thus, human society self-regulates. As churches became institutionalised, they all had to some extent or another acquiesce to this society model based on money and law. In the end, the Church becomes a part of society and follows its conventions and norms. The drama of Jesus Christ was the relationship between the human person and the “machine”, “system”, “matrix” or whatever we want to call it according to our favourite analogies.

The dream of a post-modernist church is utopian like the idea of anarchy. As a system for society, any kind of utopianism falls on its face, Soviet communism being a prime example. Anti-capitalist egalitarianism seems something close to the Gospel, and it can work for individual persons and even small communities like monasteries, but it becomes corrupted when applied to a nation or some kind of “empire”. Communism as first thought up by Marx, Gramsci and others was not very different from what is described in the Gospels and the Acts of the Apostles – but it became corrupt and influenced by “The Pit” (money and power, the Third Temptation or all three of them) and killed millions of human beings in the twentieth century. Nazism was national socialism, also based on good intentions – and we still reel from the slime of its evil.

My own thinking, since childhood, has brought me to a fairly “anarchist” way of thinking, but I know that the structures in place cannot be demolished and society will never be other than what it is. This dialectic between the genius of individuals and society is the reason that explains why Christianity splits. Renewal is only possible by leaving the corrupt institution and beginning anew with the ideals rather than the structures of political dominance and power. After a time, the process repeats itself. The key to authentic Christianity seems to be keeping institutionalism to a minimum and keeping communities small and geared to persons rather than the cohesion of society.

We will not change society that is based on power and money, consumerism and comfort. As persons, we have to make our choices in life. We give in and sell our souls, or we find a way to live with the system and remain free in the spirit – the theme you find in Berdyaev and many of those who lived under Soviet communism and Nazism, and those who live in modern cities and work in large corporations. Another way is “living off the grid”, needing as little money as possible, living under the radar. That is the way of life that characterised the Hippies in the 1960’s and men like Bernard Moitessier whose world was the sea and his boat. It is the “secular” version of St Francis of Assisi’s vocation, the radical choice of following Christ.

There is a half-way house, which is quite illusory and which I have tried to practice myself, living in the system but outside cities, living in the country. The problem is making enough money to keep it going. Even with the radical decision, for example going to sea, you still need an income to eat, maintain the boat, pay port fees, get medical help when needed and so forth. Living in a small village is something of a compromise. You need more money, and the more you get, the more you have to pay in taxes and social contributions, and the more the vicious circle gains momentum.

We have to situate our freedom elsewhere, for as long as we live in bodies and are driven by the survival instinct. The way we do this is what is called vocation. We have to count the cost for every decision we make in life to have the freedom to love and bring beauty to this world. One man will cast off his boat, and another will enter a monastery, and another will get married and negotiate with the system in order to enable his children to grow up in the best conditions possible. It’s a choice for all of us.

If there is a post-modernism, it is a capacity to be critical of our conditions of life and their constraints. We won’t change Leviathan but we will think about the way we live with it and keep our distance, even if only invisibly. It all depends on our perception. If we get something of this, we will begin to understand what Christ was getting at in his criticism of the “system” of the Scribes and Pharisees and his Kingdom parables and the Beatitudes. The meaning is inward and secret.

Attempts to found “emerging churches” on such inner intuitions seem to be a contradiction. I have never seen an “emerging” church. I have read many theories and ideas but have seen nothing in reality. What is reality? That is the question. Again we are faced with choices: the official state Church, Rome or one of the ancient Patriarchates, one of the older non-conformist churches or the non-conformism to different extents of our own age. Many people leave churches like Moitessier left society for the sea and the Pacific islands, in order to find their spiritual relationship with the Absolute and the Transcendent. We then begin to explore the idea of pantheism and the metaphysical unity of creation and Creator. Left to ourselves, we become the “vilest of heretics” in the eyes of the institutionalised religions whose gods increasingly identify with Mammon and political power. Yet the very principle that makes us persons is the relationship of Communion. It is a paradox we have to live with.

This is why it would be futile to want to institutionalise our personal aspirations. We live with what we have and make the best of it. Like little children, we all have secret gardens and parcels of heaven. There seems to be nothing more to say.

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If you want someone to come through a door, unlock it.

This is an idea I found in an article concerning the way churches and ushers deal with people who attend church infrequently. I won’t bother linking to the article, since I find it prosaic and dull. I don’t know whether churches are better with or without ushers, as it is not the way in Europe.

If you want someone to come through a door, unlock it.

Haven’t I heard that one somewhere before? Hmmm…

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Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance

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When I was a teenager, I saw a new book Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance. It was something I never read. I didn’t seem to be able to relate to something like this at the time. I just thought that it was a strange combination of ideas, from Buddhist meditation techniques to something as prosaic as the work of a mechanic servicing the machines that make schoolboys dream. I am almost in a mind to buy this book and read it, because it is a work of philosophy arising from the cultures that formed our baby-boomer generation.

Going by what I read about this work, there are two essential ideas corresponding with the two parts of the title, namely the desire for something like self-knowledge and “being” on one hand, and on the other, seeking to know the details and reasons for everything, having an enquiring mind. Oddly, this is often the binary that is found in a relationship between a man and a woman. Men often love technical things and reasons for everything, whilst a woman goes by emotion, immediate necessities and instincts. Of course, there are exceptions to these stereotypes, and life has many surprises for us all. If any of my readers has read this book, comments would be most welcome.

How was I brought to think about this product of our age and something so eschewed by those who would love to go back to the 1920’s or the nineteenth century? A very interesting blog linked to one of my articles – Real Rest is the Best dedicated to, I’ll put it in his words – “I am a beloved child of God, and so are you. We are spiritual beings on a human journey. My main interests in life include Nature, music, spirituality, inspiration, philosophy, sports, reading and photography“. I wondered at first whether this blog was not some kind of machine-manufactured spam site to get us to buy something. No, it is obviously a real blog with some quite enlightening articles in the light of my recent discovery of those who go down to the sea in ships and occupy their business in great waters.

The main theme dealt with in this blog is the ever-elusive post-modernism, or the revolt by people of our time against discredited old structures and social conventions. Knowing whether the blog author is an “orthodox” Christian is of no concern to me. There are some fascinating articles. I mentioned Nietzsche in his solitude in the Swiss Alps when writing about the sea, and then I discover Finding solitude where our hearts can grow in love and the quote “the only cure for loneliness is solitude”.

Continuing on from my reflections about solitary yachting, I see so many of my own intuitions reflected in this article. There are two notions that are related but distinct: loneliness and solitude. Loneliness is the condition of alienation found in the writings of existentialists like Sartre, the feeling of alienation from the society in which we feel we need to be integrated and resulting loss of self-esteem. Solitude, on the other hand, is a decision to retreat from the “world” to recover our purpose in life and sense of identity – to seek God. In the tradition of the Church, you can enter a monastery and become a hermit when your Abbot thinks you are ready for it, or you can simply go on a retreat for a week.

I have done retreats, but find them of little meaning. St Ignatius of Loyola had many ideas that are reflected by aspects of modern psychology. For example, you don’t make a decision when you’re upset! He would call it the discernment of spirits. But, many people find such experiences tremendously fulfilling, and retreats can be very useful for spiritual and personal growth. That is if those responsible are mature human beings, which has not always been the case in my experience!

The best retreat need not take more than a week, but away from people, churches and religious establishments. Try camping for a few days in the woods or the mountains if you get seasick… Just a short walk in the park after work for city-dwellers can make all the difference.  It takes a very special kind of person to cope with nine months at sea, as we saw with the account of the 1968-69 non-stop circumnavigation race. Crowhurst was driven to insanity, Moitessier found himself and rejected the rules of the race and Knox-Johnston seems more to have had the “profile” of the motorcycle mechanic, the practical man who kept his mind on the job and returned home to richly-deserved fame and glory. Between Moitessier and Knox-Johnston, who was right? Some of my readers ask this question and see the limitations of those who would have strong opinions of what is right and wrong.

Have a look at this blog, even if it doesn’t seem to be “your thing”. I find depth of thought, something less messy than dismantled motorcycle engines and less “exotic” than Buddhist meditation, perhaps close to our own gardens of the soul…

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Holocaust Memorial Day

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I missed it yesterday, but Holocaust Memorial Day is something of great importance to us in Europe. It provides an opportunity for us to learn from what the Nazis did during World War II and the entire philosophical and political fabric in Europe that made such evil possible only twenty years before my birth, in a modern and supposedly enlightened age in the twentieth century.

It brings us to meditate upon our own prejudice of people on account of their religion, race or anything else that sets a group apart as a minority. Never again should people be murdered because of their race, religion or state of health. January 27th is the anniversary of the liberation of Auschwitz concentration camp. Most of the victims were Jewish, but many others fell into different categories that the Nazis hated and deemed to be unworthy of life.

This day also encourages us to pray for those who died in the concentration camps or who were summarily done to death by the Nazis. As Rabbis and other devout Jews pray Kaddish, let us unite our Christian prayers with that intention.

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Congratulations

A number of articles in Deborah Gyapong’s Foolishness to the World refer to the ordination to the Roman Catholic priesthood of one of the former TAC bishops in Canada, Fr Carl Reid. I would like to extend my warmest congratulations to him and assure him of my prayers for his ministry, presumably to most of his former TAC parish in Ottawa.

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The photos are very lovely, and I was heartened to see him wearing violet vestments for his first Mass as an RC priest, which means he was celebrating Septuagesima. All that is very good news for the Canadians, and I am more than happy to see it all working out over there.

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Temptation on the High Seas

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This morning, I discovered the harrowing story of Donald Crowhurst, who set out to circumnavigate the world in late 1968 as part of a race sponsored by the Sunday Times. The novelty of this event is that was non-stop. Landing, even to repair the boat, would incur disqualification.

The sea is a big place, and I have felt the sense of total isolation single-handing a small dinghy for only a couple of hours within sight of the coast. The sea is so immense, and the sailor and his boat are so tiny and insignificant. The longer you are at sea in total isolation, the more strange things happen to the mind and the soul. I thought of Jesus during the forty days in the desert, without food and alone. The devil is very real – just as in the hermitages of Carthusian monasteries.

Here is the documentary Deep Water, which you can see on You Tube.

Many things were wrong from the start. Crowhurst was not an experienced sailor and had not learned to sail the high seas. He was an amateur weekend sailor, even if he knew how to use a sextant and calculate his position (no GPS in those days!). The boat was flimsy and not well-designed for the hellish conditions of the Roaring Forties or even the South Atlantic, which was as far as he got. His self-steering gear fell apart from the vibration of his cavitating rudder and his forward hatch was not watertight. He mortgaged his house and his business on making a success of the race to an sharp businessman who financed his boat. The deal was “I’ll give you the money up front, but finish the race or pay”!

When he set off, he was faced with humiliation and bankruptcy if he turned back, suicide if he continued. There was a “third option” – stop in the South Atlantic, go into radio silence for the time it took for the other competitors to make their way round the Roaring Forties and Cape Horn and find themselves again off the coast of Brazil. There, Crowhurst would fiddle his log and start sending radio messages again. He had the incredibly difficult task of making the fake log credible with exact global positions and numbers of miles covered each day together with the weather conditions, currents and everything else. There was no way he would get away with it. He thought of coming in as a runner-up, and his log would not be too closely scrutinised by the race judges. But the one who was going to be the winner foundered in the mid Atlantic and his boat sunk, but was fortunately rescued. Crowhurst was now set to be the winner – but a fraud.

As he found himself locked into increasingly diabolical dilemmas and after nine months at sea apart from an illicit repair stopover in Brazil, his mind went crazy and the log entries were increasingly bizarre with their weird pseudo-philosophy. Finally, as the evidence would suggest, he jumped overboard and drowned. His life raft was unused. The boat was found by a cargo ship in the middle of the Atlantic, apparently not knocked over by a rogue wave and the cabin was still still more or less dry. His body was never found.

The language of the last log entries is too garbled to be worth reproducing, and shows that his mind was gone. It rather reminds me of the insane Nietzsche in his atheism and nihilism. I wonder if Crowhurst had read Also sprach Zarathustra (which may be found in the previous link in German or English translation) and the legend of the Übermensch. Truly, a man who goes to sea alone will face his demons as did Nietzsche in the mountains of Switzerland. Solitude is a vocation – you find God or demonic insanity! I can tell you from experience of less extreme solitude.

See the documentary and meditate on the Three Temptations, an excellent preparation for Lent and our spiritual purification and purging through prayer, fasting – and solitude as well as good done to others. The short times I spend at sea in my little dinghy, just far enough from the coast not to hear the noise of the land, are excellent times for prayer and meditation. The longest times I have spent alone at sea were about six hours to cross the Seine Estuary both ways or go round the Ile d’Aix and the Fort Boyard. I long for the end of winter, and perhaps I might be able to sail in February or March – with my good neoprene wetsuit as the sea will be cold! At this time of year, it is difficult to find air temperatures over 10°C, fine weather, winds of 10 to 12 knots and not too much of a swell…

One has to know where the limits are, and to “come clean” when we know that these limits are exceeded. I too have my dreams, but I know I will never sail round the world as I don’t have the experience or the boat for it. Perhaps one day, a trip around the British Isles “port hopping” or spending nights at anchor in a more modest vessel – perhaps. I don’t have only myself to think about!

One must never mortgage one’s soul to the devil for idle dreams, but we have to remain in reality, within our real possibilities and capabilities. This for me seems to be the essential message of this tragic man who was caught in Satan’s net and was led to the heart of darkness and a web of deceit. Whatever happened at his final moment, we can only pray for this tragic man’s soul and the family he left behind.

See the documentary. It is well worth an hour and a half of your time. You could also read Donald Crowhurst and his Sea of Lies.

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Septuagesima

It seems hardly any time since we were in Advent, and already we “bury” the Alleluia and the Gloria in excelsis (at least in the Use of Sarum). The Roman rite uses violet for the liturgical colour. Sarum tended to use blue for Advent and Ash or unbleached colour for Lent. It is not very clear what is used for the Gesima season, naturally before Quadragesima which is of course Lent itself. From what I have been able to gather, violet was not unknown in pre-Reformation England like the French style fiddleback chasubles, which might be surprising to some.

There are various customs of “burying” the Alleluia. Some parishes get the children to write the word Alleluia on a piece of paper and put it in a box. I sing Ite Missa est with the double Alleluia at the Mass of this Saturday, as on Holy Saturday, which this year is the feast of St Polycarp (Roman rite) or Our Lady’s Saturday in the Sarum Use (no feast). We might as well enjoy it as it will be more than two months until Easter!

Here is a poem by Sir John Betjeman which was recited some years ago by Prince Charles on the occasion of National Poetry Day. Daily Telegraph article.

Septuagesima – seventy days
To Easter’s primrose tide of praise;
The Gesimas – Septua, Sexa, Quinc
Mean Lent is near, which makes you think.
Septuagesima – when we’re told
To “run the race”, to “keep our hold”,
Ignore injustice, not give in, and practise stern self-discipline;
A somewhat unattractive time
Which hardly lends itself to rhyme.
But still it gives the chance to me
To praise our dear old C. of E.
So other Churches please forgive
Lines on the Church in which I live,
The Church of England of my birth,
The kindest Church to me on earth.
There may be those who like things fully
Argued out, and call you “woolly”;
Ignoring Creeds and Catechism
They say the C. of E.’s “in schism”.
There may be those who much resent
Priest, Liturgy, and Sacrament,
Whose worship is what they call “free”,
Well, let them be so, but for me
There’s refuge in the C. of E.
And when it comes that I must die
I hope the Vicar’s standing by,
I won’t care if he’s “Low” or “High”
For he’ll be there to aid my soul
On that dread journey to its goal,
With Sacrament and prayer and Blessing
After I’ve done my last confessing.
And at that time may I receive
The Grace most firmly to believe,
For if the Christian’s Faith’s untrue
What is the point of me and you?
But this is all anticipating
Septuagesima – time of waiting,
Running the race or holding fast.
Let’s praise the man who goes to light
The church stove on an icy night.
Let’s praise that hard-worked he or she
The Treasurer of the P.C.C.
Let’s praise the cleaner of the aisles,
The nave and candlesticks and tiles.
Let’s praise the organist who tries
To make the choir increase in size,
Or if that simply cannot be,
Just to improve its quality.
Let’s praise the ringers in the tower
Who come to ring in cold and shower.
But most of all let’s praise the few
Who are seen in their accustomed pew
Throughout the year, whate’er the weather,
That they may worship God together.
These, like a fire of glowing coals,
Strike warmth into each other’s souls,
And though they be but two or three
They keep the Church for you and me.

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Of Hecklers and Bores

What makes the quality of a blog? I am not a journalist or a professional in this domain, but I do have a certain amount of hands-on experience over the years. I often have comments from people who don’t agree with my “party line” and others who debate with each other. I think I am quite tolerant, but this is an old subject.

Each blog owner, moderator, call that person what you will – the person who set up the blog with the blog hosting service and gave it a name and a main subject – deals with comments in different ways. Some blogs don’t allow comments at all, but rather invite people to write e-mails without the cover of anonymity, and at the other end of the spectrum, you have a completely laissez-faire policy. That sometimes results in 50 or more comments in a thread dominated by two or three persons who are determined to prove themselves right.

My own ideal is something of a compromise somewhere between the two ends of the spectrum. I have exactly twenty-one e-mail addresses on moderated status, because if left unchecked, some of those persons would just take over the blog like a malignant cancer tumour – profiting from the blog-owner’s tolerance. The blog is then transformed into something else: a peaceful moderate country becomes a totalitarian dictatorship run by criminals. You know, it happened to a certain central European country in 1933! The first sign I find about such people in the blogosphere is that they are not here to discuss but to heckle and dominate. I am brought to think of the song in The Mikado by Gilbert and Sullivan:

All prosy dull society sinners,
Who chatter and bleat and bore,
Are sent to hear sermons
From mystical Germans
Who preach from ten to four.

Where is their empathy for other people?

So I am obliged to keep control over this minority of individuals, so that conversations can be subtle and interesting, and not crushed out by deafening “radio jamming”.

I may be accused of being a “despot, a tyrant of this blog”. I would only be accused of such by one who himself wants to be a despot and tyrant – riding piggyback on my achievement of having gained a number of regular readers. He could start his own blog, but it might be such a boring soap box rant at Speaker’s Corner that people just wouldn’t listen or who would walk away and find a more interesting speaker. I have even had a blogger who doesn’t allow comments on his blog sending comments to mine to provoke comments to his comments. The thought that came into my mind was that he was dumping his trash in my bin, or putting it more crudely, crapping on my doorstep. The man is on moderated status and I have gained more experience in blogger tactics and strategy. The blogosphere is a free world, and anyone can set up his own blog. The more interesting ones are those set up for the benefit of other people. I leave others to judge the quality of this blog. Comments are a part of this spirit of service to others, the quality of the blog and its future.

There is nothing obliging me to let hecklers and bores onto this blog. They are the same persons, and their literary style remains the same even when they change addresses. Some are trolls, and others are just hobbyists, fanatics and bores. Imagine if Word Press, Blogger and other blog providers introduced a rule saying that we were not allowed to filter our comment boxes, that everyone has the right to jam, troll and spam at will, I would end the blog immediately. I had scruples about this when I had the English Catholic, not any longer. Filtering is accepted practice and I will continue to do so for as long as I blog.

Indeed, I have not to heed moralising reproaches about honesty on account of not allowing the blog to be taken over by some young neo-Fascist hothead from Los Angeles or the bore at the Captain’s table of a cruise ship – among others. Perhaps my blog is boring or uninteresting. It certainly is to people not interested in religion for example, but people are free to look at what they want and not look at what doesn’t interest them. However, I am perplexed by those who say they rarely find my blog interesting, yet they want to plaster their digital graffiti all over it!

Most commenters here have a free hand and will find their comments published the moment they send them, and I trust those people. They represent a diversity of views from conservative Roman Catholicism, Orthodoxy, classical Anglicanism, free and liberal points of view. The difference is that they respect that their view is a part of a diversity of views that make up the wealth of spiritual humanity.

I have noticed over the past few weeks that morale is low in the very narrow interests represented by this blog and two or three others. Posts are getting rarer as subjects become worn and hacked to death. I am aware of this. The Devil was indeed in the details of too many events of the past few years. Most of us have to one extent or another “made our beds” and decided where our spiritual and ecclesial loyalties lie.

My advice to those who comment is that I read other blogs and observe the activity of the hecklers and bores who migrate from one to the other desperately seeking to leave their mark. Their dominance has reached such a level that I hardly ever comment on those blogs any more. I am not going to allow that here. So that accounts for the moderated twenty-one e-mail addresses, some from the defunct English Catholic blog and which are probably themselves obsolete. In reality, I probably have no more than three or four to keep a vigilant eye on.

I am open to diversity of opinion and discussion. I am not interested in the “Speaker’s Corner” style where a guy gets up onto a soap box and rants, and is then shouted down or is able to shout down his hecklers. Speaker’s Corner is an old institution in London. It originated in the right of a condemned criminal about to be hanged on the adjacent Tyburn gallows to have his last word before his death. It then became a place of free speech. Discussions often become spirited and downright rude.

It’s another world. I don’t want my blog to work in that way, but rather to be like a university seminar or a peaceful fireside chat and constructive dialogue. There are commenters who are obviously concerned to win converts for what they believe to be the “true Church”. They believe this to be their duty, and I respect their conscience. The difference is that they present rational arguments all in respecting diversity. Just a question of empathy for other people and courtesy. I also draw attention to the fact that there are apologetics site and blogs, and some of them are very good. Frank Sheed would have been a great blogger!

For those who have had anything to do with boats, my analogy is the difference between a military Naval captain running a tight ship and the humble and kind skipper of a small yacht or a fishing boat. My way is the latter. I give the compass bearing and just a minimum of what I think is needed to keep the vessel from being sunk by the kraken and the rocks, and those who want to be aboard know what to do with the sails, ropes and all that…

My attention was brought to 3 Despicable Internet Behaviors (That Are Really Your Fault). Not bad, as both bloggers and commenters, like teachers and schoolchildren, prison “screws” and prisoners, anything, can be just as twisted as each other. It’s a pretty twisted world as beauty is in the eye of the beholder. So, let’s keep this blog informal and friendly while it’s still here. Books burn when you set light to them and information on a computer’s hard disk or a server can be instantly effaced with a magnet. Vanitas vanitatem! Everything is vanity. It’s as simple as that and painfully obvious for most people who do care about others.

Indeed, like Speaker’s Corner, a blog is only a reflection of the world we live in and nothing will ever be utopian or ideal.

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