July 15, 2020

As most of my loyal readers know by now, I have long had a love affair with Robin Hood since first watching the Disney cartoon at the tender age of six. This love gave rise to my love of England, and from there, the whole of the British Isles. If you ever come to my humble abode, I will happily show you the abundant array of fan-girl memorabilia lovingly arranged on my display shelf, including Robin Hood books, videos, DVDs,… Read more

July 8, 2020

There is a common claim made that the distinction between Muslim and Christian understandings of God are a stark difference between a distant, remote, severe deity and an intimate, invested, and loving one. There is also much said with regards to the analogies of a Master/Slave relationship on the Islamic side and a Father/Son one on the Christian side. This is typically brought up by those seeking to argue that Muslims and Christians do not worship the same God and… Read more

July 7, 2020

Is there any hope of a bridge being build between traditional religious communities on the one hand and the LGBTQ community on the other? I don’t believe there’s an easy answer to that question posed in Fr. James Martin’s controversial book entitled Building a Bridge. I do feel that well-intentioned people sometimes fail to address the root of the debate, which comes down to fundamental difference of belief regarding the purpose and function of human sexuality. However, even with these… Read more

June 27, 2020

 In Memory of the New York Draft Riots of 1863      Hear, O Africa, cradle of humanity’s first dreaming, the cry of your oppressed children rises high above the ocean’s crest. Hear the whip crack, splitting the skin baked brown in your fire-stoked sun. Hear the clank of the shackles, the first time they close around free flesh and bone. Does not all humanity now find itself chained?      They will beat us out of us, with the languages… Read more

June 18, 2020

I’m the kind of person who must “meet” people. It is the only way I can know them, living or dead. I must feel their presence on some level, or I cannot hope to truly connect. It cannot merely be a matter of learning about them, but it must be them, something that speak to me of their personhood, the shot through soul of them, in look or or voice or energy of movement, or to run the course of… Read more

June 11, 2020

There is painful, and there is very painful. This revisionist cinematic production of James Fennimore Cooper’s The Last of the Mohicans falls into the latter category. Or at least that’s true if historical accuracy, believable acting, and a well-written plot mean anything to the vast array of viewers. Or even the chosen handful of them. But given that’s probably too much to be expected of Holly wood, I apologize for the digression. The story opens in Colonial America in the… Read more

June 7, 2020

Trinity Sunday is often joked about in Christian circle as that day anyone can easily fall into heresy via poor analogies for an incomparable mystery. Some insist the topic should not even be broached unless one has a theology degree, and even then its a matter that treads thin ice. I, however, take for granted that analogies are inherently imperfect, not depicting what a thing is but rather highlighting certain aspects that are loosely comparable. They are useful in as… Read more

June 5, 2020

It is my heartfelt belief that history, and historical figures, are as inherently complex as the human condition itself, and need to be viewed in the context of their era, upbringing, and evolution, as well as the fact that individuals can and do have genuinely good and genuinely bad qualities at the same time. All too often, people pick and choose what they want to fixate on, whether it’s through a romantic retelling, purging the bad aspects only to emphasize… Read more

June 2, 2020

There is nothing like inhumanity to remind us that we are human. Tell yourself all you like that you are a piece of electric meat, a random causation of evolutionary theory, and all sense of reality is an accident of perception, of a mental machine grown too strong for its own good, with shocks and shatterings that make it think it is something more than a hard-wiring for the survival of a species. Tell yourself you are purely tangible, a… Read more

May 28, 2020

“The people of the city, young and old Were all lamenting, crying, sighing loud The villagers as well as Turks and Greeks, They tore their shirts from grief for this great man. ‘He was our Jesus!’- thus the Christians spoke. ‘He was our Moses!’ – said the Jews of him…” ~ A contemporary account of Mawlana Rumi’s funeral “What a wonderful thing it is For two souls to understand each other, For they neither lack something to say, Nor grow… Read more

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