April 28, 2006

Statistics & Other Things On My Mind

Dominico explains why gas is cheap today, taking inflation into account.

Meanwhile, Camassia wonders why it is that so many are so intensely interested in the Apocalypse. Indeed. At the very least it seems a bit unpractical. The chance of the Apocalypse occuring on our watch is not great, while the chance that we will experience a particular judgment is 100%. Ten percent of all those who have ever lived are presently alive now, which means that for at least 90% of those who have ever lived the Second Coming did not occur on their watch.

I think I've bought bottled water twice, for which I'll have to make an account.

From the past as foreign country dep't: Across the broad Atlantic and sixteen decades lie a group of whom only names are known, names that now sound like foreign heraldies. They had nothing in common relating to the blood, only their descendents would unite the diversity within their own DNA. They lived mostly in two lands: Germany, then not a country but a collection of independent states, and Ireland, the "off-shore island of an off-shore island" as a Continental once referred to it. Of sixteen great-great-grandparents, only one might've lived in America in 1845, the elusive father of the elusive James. As the 19th century unfolds, the men would come to America and farm or work in the factories. One became a shoemaker. The women would be seamstreses or homemakers.

Six months. That was the period one blogger was forbidden to blog by her Calvinist/anti-Catholic husband. That period of time was extended indefinitely. Later blog-reading was banned, a filter installed to prevent it. Later, emails to bloggers were, at least partially, shut off. And so her cloisterization presumably continues and we see the downside of a strict interpretation of St. Paul's verse about the male being the head of the family. Does that not limit the corrective on the male? How does he grow? If the friction between husband and wife make both better but the wife provides no friction, how does he improve? Or does he improve simply by her slow crucifixion, her sanctification serving eventually as an admonishment the way Christ hung on the cross to show us helplessness was actually power because it is that which makes us more like God?

UPDATE: The former blogger written of above is also being denied the sacraments. Jim of Bethune Catholic writes:
The Diary of Elizabeth Leseur [Note: I found it here] is like your story. Her husband ridiculed the Faith and mentally tortured and restricted her about it. She recorded her sufferings in her private diary. After her death, her husband read her diary and converted (I think he became a monk.)

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