Happy Mardi Gras for anyone who celebrates! This isn’t a real blog post, just your periodic reminder that Steel Magnificat is fueled almost entirely by gratuities from readers and it’s currently my family’s only income. I am usually disabled due to my chronic illnesses, Michael is the full-time homemaker because he cares for me when I’m sick, Rosie provides us with material. You the reader keep the electricity and internet on so that I can keep writing, three to six... Read more
“Father, forgive them, for they know not what they do.” What could that possibly mean? There’s no “fat” in the Gospels. There’s nothing in there that was put in by accident. No book could contain all the words and actions Christ performed while He was among us; every word that has been recorded, has been recorded for our benefit, because it’s something we need to know. We need to know that this was the first thing Christ said, when they... Read more
My favorite time of year is almost here. Yes, I’m that weirdo who actually really loves Lent. I loved it when I was a Latin Catholic; I love it now that I’m in the middle of transferring rites to the East as well. I love the air of solemnness and introspection. I love the Way of the Cross. I love the Liturgy of the Presanctified Gifts. I love how Lent forces us to face realities like suffering that most... Read more
Readers of my blog sometimes tell me I’m brave, but I’m actually not. I’m feisty in writing but a cowardly mouse in person. Sometimes, in crowded social settings, I go completely mute. It’s embarrassing, which adds to my panic and then I’m even worse. It’s especially bad at church and church-related social functions. Frequent readers know how much I love my tiny Byzantine Catholic church. But frequent readers also know I’ve been spiritually abused, and church is difficult. Even... Read more
(My friend, who is married to an immigrant, sent this to me as a guest post but wishes to remain anonymous.–Mary Pezzulo) First, a report. ICE has boarded busses asking for documents. They’ve followed parents to schools. They’ve lied about the immigrants they trap to promote propaganda. People are disappearing, and that’s actually an ongoing problem that’s only getting worse. They troll near churches, and don’t doubt that they will get into churches too. They’re even doing traffic stops.... Read more
I was finally starting to get over the Annual Post-Christmas Fibromyalgia Flare-Up. With the help of a sun lamp, way too much rest and a strict diet, I’d gotten my bedtime up to four o’clock in the morning instead of seven. I had a slight amount of energy in the exact middle of the day. I’d even made it to Divine Liturgy on Sunday, by some miracle. And then I made the mistake of leaving my house again. I... Read more
I just heard the voice of the famous anti-capitalist Martin Luther King, Jr, preaching on service, in order to sell automobiles. I understand sportsball is to blame. I don’t watch the Super Bowl because I don’t like football. I don’t have anything against it or anybody who does; I just dislike sports. I like to watch the commercials, though, so I’ve been looking at them on YouTube. That’s where I ran into this gem. Better watch it quick because I... Read more
By Father Stephanos Podrano I am a pro-life Catholic, but a pro-life Catholic has denounced me. Less than two weeks ago, he sent me a lengthy lecture telling me that my approach to pro-life discussions was wrong in various ways: —that I should not engage with liberals in pro-life discussions, even liberals who are pro-life, because they will only undermine me; —that I am wrong to discuss pro-life concerns in the context of social justice (even though it is in... Read more
I am a person of many faults, and I’m certainly grateful to Random People I Meet Online for pointing them out to me. For example, up until recently I had no idea that it’s a fault to not be on a first name basis with your “meat guy.” I didn’t even know that people had “meat guys.” Turns out I was living in a fool’s paradise. And I’m thankful to a hipster named Miles for setting me straight. It all... Read more
Moments after my usual winter flare-up began to subside, I made the mistake of leaving my house. And I instantly caught the flu from a bus passenger. And if you think you know what a flu feels like, try finding out what a flu does to fibromyalgia. So I spent all of yesterday lying on the sofa and didn’t get any writing done. Today, I’ve tried to be online, swatting at trolls and such. But my fever is still really high... Read more
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