TOMORROW… WILL IT REALLY COME? Okay, so when I said “tomorrow” yesterday, I actually meant tomorrow today. Real posting on Sunday, or at the very worst Monday just after midnight. On deck: more on gay marriage, sex difference, and utilitarian universalism; more on gay marriage, in which I tell you what I think the best (or at least the most beautiful) argument is in its favor; and a review of (REC) and (REC)2 (sorry, one of my bracket keys is broken) in which I talk about competing sources of authority, and the paradoxes of authority without power. And maybe some stuff about the “new” Battlestar Galactica, since I finally finished watching it.

For the moment, can I placate you all with a list of Martin Scorsese’s favorite pre-’70s gangster flicks? Via Sean Collins, I’m pretty sure.

Also! I will be in Los Angeles October 2/3 for… cue high-pitched keening of utter fannish exhilaration… All That Skate! I will also be spending time with family, but I am in the market for a) coffee with readers, and b) recommendations of things to do in LA. Recommendations of where to see Spanish art or any art from roughly 1914 through 1950 are especially welcome. Oh, and also, please, somebody tell me where to go to Mass in LA! My strong preference is for the Novus Ordo, not Tridentine, but I do not care about Latin vs. English and I dislike guitars and handholding and, like, clowns. The major restriction is that I do not drive, because I cannot drive. I failed all three thirds of the DC driving exam, which, believe me, takes talent.