She could be almost Trump-like as far as being unpredictable and blunt although she was defending her Spouse Jesus, and Trump is about defending himself. You could say that in her unpredictable aggressiveness she put the fear of God in bishops tempted to stray into what she saw as heresy, much like I think Trump thinks his unpredictable aggressiveness will give other nations like China pause. Nixon, too, thought it could be good to have foreign leaders think him a little crazy. And of course great fastball pitchers think it's a good thing if the batter thinks he's wild.
There does seem to be a commonality to Pope Francis, Trump and Mother Angelica - an authenticity combined with an autocratic temperament. Perhaps that's true of most good leaders; Douglas MacArthur and General Patton were certainly blunt and autocratic. A circumspect, humble leader is a rare enough bird. We haven't really had a US president like that since Calvin Coolidge I would guess.
Upon Hearing Leaf Blower on a Fine Spring Eve
It's the Divine Right of Neighbors
To run their motors loud
At the sitting hour, proud
I'm like Sitting Bull, Red Cloud
Aghast what Pale Face has allowed.
Went to Mass and the homily was extremely short, as is paradoxically often the case with Dominican preachers on weekdays, but I was impressed by how spiritually medicinal this small sermon was.
The priest said simply that many are fearful of the future, of demands that will might be made spiritually, emotionally, physically and how we'll survive.
He made the point of how we can worry all our life about something that won't happen, but the real insight was that God doesn't tell us the future for a reason - the reason being that if we know the future we will be tempted to rely on ourselves to prepare for it rather than to rely on God's help in the moment. That rings awfully true - I think most of the future negativity I want to anticipate is towards the goal of avoiding it using my own stratagems. And yet God's plan is not that I become super adept at trusting myself or devising strategies but to become more reliant on Him, more trusting, more loving and faithful. Cross, meet purposes. Purposes, meet cross.
Ridiculously chill Saturday for May but a good one to read some William Least Heat Moon, the perfect accompaniment to an enclosed Saturday.
A couple of tasty snippets, the first on elderly black waiters in the South:
“Movement so lentissimo, a perfection of age, is a lovely thing (if it's not in the left lane, in front of you.)”And, quoting a friend on the “froufrou flourishes” of overwrought culinary cultists who emphasize presentation:
“If the evolutionary process wanted me to like this, my eyeballs would have taste buds.”*
So what to make of the "make up sex", also known as "the interview", that happened between Trump & Megyn?
It reminded me of the '80s movie Broadcast News, in that camera lingering on Kelly during reaction shots.
Plus that plug for the book at the end was lame. I expect O'Reilly to self-shill, but it's far less becoming for a serious journalist like Kelly.