dual personalities

“I cannot help expressing a wish that every member…doubt a little of his own infallibility.”

by chuckofish

I recently finished reading David McCullough’s 1776 which was a fascinating read, especially in our current age. I learned A. LOT. and was left wanting more when I turned the last page. I decided to pick up A Treasury of the World’s Greatest Speeches, which I’m sure I paid a dollar for at an estate sale. You know I love grabbing books off a shelf and flipping them open and seeing what I find.

“In these sentiments, sir, I agree to this Constitution with all its faults, if they are such; because I think a general government necessary for us, and there is no form of government but what may be a blessing to the people if well administered, and believe further that this is likely to be well administered for a course of years, and can only end in despotism, as other forms have done before it, when the people shall become so corrupted as to need despotic government, being incapable of any other. I doubt too whether any other Convention we can obtain may be able to make a better Constitution. For when you assemble a number of men to have the advantage of joint wisdom, you inevitably assemble with those men all their prejudices, their passions, their errors of opinion, their local interests, and their selfish views. From such an assembly can a perfect production be expected? It therefore astonishes me, sir, to find the system approaching so near to perfection as it does; and I think it will astonish our enemies, who are waiting with confidence to hear that our councils are confounded like those of the builders of Babel; and that our states are on the point of separation, only to meet hereafter for the purpose of cutting one another’s throats. Thus I consent, sir, to this Constitution because I expect no better, and because I am not sure that it is not the best. The opinions I have had of its errors, I sacrifice to the public good. I have never whispered a syllable of them abroad. Within these walls they were born, and here they shall die. If every one of us in returning to our constituents were to report the objections he has had to it, and endeavor to gain partisans in support of them, we might prevent its being generally received, and thereby lose all the salutary effects and great advantages resulting naturally in our favor among foreign nations as well as among ourselves from our real or apparent unanimity. Much of the strength and efficiency of any government in procuring and securing happiness to the people depends on opinion, on the general opinion of the goodness of the government, as well as of the wisdom and integrity of its governors. I hope therefore that for our own sakes as a part of the people, and for the sake of posterity, we shall act heartily and unanimously in recommending this Constitution (if approved by Congress and confirmed by the Convention) wherever our influence may extend, and turn our future thoughts and endeavors to the means of having it well administered.

On the whole, sir, I cannot help expressing a wish that every member of the Convention who may still have objections to it would with me, on this occasion, doubt a little of his own infallibility and, to make manifest our unanimity, put his name to this document.”

Benjamin Franklin, September 17, 1787

Here I’ll stand though he should win*

by chuckofish

You are my war club, my weapon for battle— with you I shatter nations, with you I destroy kingdoms,

with you I shatter horse and rider, with you I shatter chariot and driver…

-Jeremiah 51:20-21

Sorry, I couldn’t resist another look at the boy.

In other news, I was sorry to hear that historian David McCullough had died. I admired him a lot. Here’s a short interview he did at Baylor University when he was there to give a speech in 2016. I was interested to see that he is a re-reader. “I think that reading is essential to not just education but to a good life, and I read a lot. I have to read so much history and biography as part of my work, but when I’m reading for pleasure I read fiction and reread fiction that I’ve read 20 or 30 years ago, and I find I don’t necessarily react to it as I did then –– whether I think it’s better than I thought it was then, that sort of thing. “

And, by the way, I watched The Buccaneer (1938) last night. It was a rousing adventure loosely based on the real-life pirate Jean Lafitte (Frederic March) who sided with the U.S.A. at an important juncture in American history.

Cecil B. DeMille was a real pro at mastering a cast of thousands. All the actors, especially Akim Tamiroff, perform admirably, but March is hampered by a bad fake French accent and he’s no Errol Flynn. Having said that, however, I think it’s a better movie than the Yul Brynner remake of 1958. Definitely worth watching!

The God of love and peace be with you on this fine day.

*Homer, The Iliad (Robert Fitzgerald, translator)

Gotta serve somebody

by chuckofish

Lord, grant us grace, to make Thy goodness our trust: shutting our hearts against pride, our mouths against evil words, our ears against foul knowledge, and using Thy gifts to the promotion of Thy glory and of man’s salvation; for His blessed sake, in Whom we have all and are full and abound, Jesus Christ.

-Christina Rosetti

Many things these dark days are an outright affront to God, such as a drag queen parading down the aisle at Grace Episcopal Church in New York City. I could go on, such examples are everywhere, but what’s the point? They are all trying to provoke us and mock God.

But God will not be mocked and I try not to be provoked.

This past weekend I stayed in my lane by watching movies directed by the great Cecil B. DeMille. First I watched Samson and Delilah (1949) which was a huge box office smash when it came out, the #1 highest grossing film of the year. I have to say, I enjoyed it. Beautiful Hedy Lamarr, as Delilah, stole the show from Victor Mature, who doesn’t have the personality to match her…

…but they are well supported by George Sanders, Henry Wilcoxon, Angela Lansbury et al. The screenplay sticks to the biblical story fairly closely until the end when they soften up Delilah quite a bit. The real Delilah never had a second thought for Samson or a moment of guilt. (I will add that a drag queen would have gone unnoticed in this film and maybe there’s a point to be made there.)

Next I watched Reap the Wild Wind (1942), a technicolor historical romance directed by DeMille and starring John Wayne, Paulette Goddard, Ray Milland, Robert Preston, and a giant squid.

It is a good movie featuring all the bells and whistles–sets, costumes, music, a great cast, and lots of action–but it suffers somewhat because, I’m sorry, the audience is rooting for John Wayne, but he isn’t the hero! He does a bad thing and has to die, doing a good thing, killed by that giant squid. Paulette Goddard has to settle for Ray Milland. Sigh.

Both these movies have very strong female characters at the center and both are appealingly played. Points to Mr. DeMille.

My plan was to watch The Buccaneer (1938) which I have never seen. It stars Frederic March as Jean Lafitte…

…who one imagines is very different from Yul Brynner who played Lafitte in the 1958 remake. But I haven’t gotten to watch it yet since I was sidetracked on Sunday night when we went to see the boy play in his Men’s Lacrosse League championship playoff.

It was fun to be back at DeSmet HS watching a game. It’s been quite awhile. The wee babes were there yelling, “Go, Daddy, go!”

…even when he wasn’t on the field…

But he scored once and they are league champs!

And we saw a rainbow!

I am content.

An Adirondack adventure

by chuckofish

This week the DH and I managed to get away for a day-trip to the Adirondacks. Did you know that the Adirondack Park is the biggest preserve in the lower 48 states? Yellowstone, Yosemite, Grand Canyon, Glacier, and Great Smoky Mountains National Parks could all fit inside it. Of course, those parks do not have (as far as I know) towns within their borders, so the statement isn’t really fair. Anyway, we went to visit the Wild Center, a facility devoted to educating people about the flora and fauna of the Adirondacks. It has a big exhibition center (the building by the pond in the photo below) and loads of great hiking trails including a walkway above the trees (bottom right).

not my photo

Tupper Lake, where the Wild Center is located, is an easy hour’s drive from our house. We timed the trip perfectly; the weather was a balmy 78 and sunny, there were no bugs to speak of, and since it was the middle of the week, it wasn’t very crowded.  The wild flowers were blooming like crazy and very tall. This isn’t the greatest photo, but you get the idea.

The nonchalant deer did not even pause their munching as we wandered by. Can you spot the second deer in this photo?

We climbed up to the treetops and navigated the funky rope bridges and walkways, some of which swayed alarmingly.

From the upper portions of the sky trail, we enjoyed beautiful, tree-filled views.

After thorough exploration, we stopped at the café for a cup of coffee and a packet of Lorna Doons, and then we came home and collapsed, tired but happy. I can’t tell you how nice it was to get out and get some fresh air! Really, we need to make more day-trips!

To start your weekend off with a cute baby, let me introduce our new great-nephew Charlie. The little guy is already six weeks old! Here is our brother proudly holding his first grandchild:

And the happy parents with their bundle of joy.

Welcome to the world, little Charlie!

Hot time, summer in the city

by chuckofish

Praise God that His grace is sufficient for each day.

How is your week going? I have been working inside, moving things around to accommodate my new wing chair, which I am picking up later today with the assistance of the boy and his truck. My home is definitely a work in progress…adding and subtracting and rediscovering things that I have put away. As the @madcapcottage boys say: “When it’s time to change! Let’s rearrange…”

I worked in the yard for small amounts of time this week, but we have entered that portion of our flyover summer when it is too darn hot to do much outside. The yard is on its own.

I also worked on (and finished) my new Rifle Co. puzzle.

It was a fun one!

And I am reading J.C. Ryle’s oft-quoted book Holiness.

Published in 1879, it is remarkably readable and relevant. I highly recommend it!

“It is vain to shut our eyes to the fact that there is a vast quantity of so-called Christianity nowadays which you cannot declare positively unsound, but which, nevertheless, is not full measure, good weight and sixteen ounces to the pound. It is a Christianity in which there is undeniably ‘something about Christ and something about grace and something about faith and something about repentance and something about holiness’, but it is not the real ‘thing as it is’ in the Bible. Things are out of place and out of proportion.”

Boy, old J.C. should see what passes for Christianity these days!

Tomorrow is the birthday of film director and writer John Huston, who was born in Nevada, Missouri in 1906. He made a lot of movies–some bad and some good. You might want to watch one of his good ones such as Key Largo (1948) or The African Queen (1951). He also directed The Bible: In the Beginning, which was the second highest-grossing movie in 1966. (No kidding.) He also played Noah. It is not a great movie, but I would like to see Peter O’Toole as the Three Angels again. He was pretty great.

You will recall that he (they) brings down the wrath of God on Sodom and Gomorrah.

In my Bible reading I am currently in Judges and have recently read all about Samson and Delilah–quite a story! I was reminded that Cecil B. deMille made a movie about them with Victor Mature and Hedy Lamarr cleverly titled Samson and Delilah (1949). I want to check it out.

I mean that story was made for the movies!

When Delilah saw that he had told her everything, she sent word to the rulers of the Philistines, “Come back once more; he has told me everything.” So the rulers of the Philistines returned with the silver in their hands. 19 After putting him to sleep on her lap, she called for someone to shave off the seven braids of his hair, and so began to subdue him.[a] And his strength left him.

20 Then she called, “Samson, the Philistines are upon you!”

He awoke from his sleep and thought, “I’ll go out as before and shake myself free.” But he did not know that the Lord had left him.

21 Then the Philistines seized him, gouged out his eyes and took him down to Gaza. Binding him with bronze shackles, they set him to grinding grain in the prison. 22 But the hair on his head began to grow again after it had been shaved.

–Judges 16: 18-22

Well, we amuse ourselves.

“There’s booze in the blender/and soon it will render/that frozen concoction that helps me hang on.”

by chuckofish

Not to sound like too much of a lush here, but I do love a margarita. And ever since Club Taco closed, I’ve been searching for my lost shaker of salt. No wait, I’ve been searching for a good replacement. Well, the last time I visited my favorite liquor store (I’ll take phrases I never thought I’d use for $200, Alex), I gathered several margarita-flavored seltzers for an afternoon taste test.

Hard seltzers are all the rage for the young people.

It was 82 lovely degrees on the back patio this Saturday, so my mother and I decided to split all four seltzers and rank them according to our preference. I was inspired by my favorite YouTuber, Matt Mitchell, and his series Bless Your Rank. We were judging primarily on taste. But you know the vintage cocktail hour theme of the Bud Light Seltzer gave it an advantage. Real Henry Mancini vibes.

Let the taste test begin!

We started off with the Bud Light seltzer which was in the lead out of the gate. It has a strong margarita flavor without being too sugary and, of course, it had a hint of that Bud Light essence. “These would be great by the pool,” I commented. This reminded me that although I had not won the billion dollar lottery the night before, I had decided that I was going to spend part of the billion dollars on pools for everyone in my family. Alas.

At the end of round one, Bud Light Seltzer was in first place. Because it was the only place to be.

Next, we tried the Topo Chico Margarita Seltzer. This also had a good margarita flavor. Topo Chicos are like a hip Perrier and apparently known for being highly carbonated. I guess it was bubblier than the Bud Light. I enjoyed it.

But was it more refreshing than the Bud Light? Probably not. After round two, Bud Light was still in first place.

Next, we tried the two Ranch Waters. It turns out I didn’t read the labels closely enough and they were really just lime flavored seltzers so not quite in the same category as the prior contestants. We enjoyed them, but we liked the Spicy version more.

Here’s the final ranking.

There you have it, highly official research conducted in the name of blog content.

Fun facts to know and tell and other stuff

by chuckofish

Does this picture spell summertime or what?

Summer is flying by, but there are actually 51 more days of summer!

Fun fact to know and tell: I always wondered where the French filmmaker, actor and spiritual father of the Fench New Wave, Jean-Pierre Melville, got the name Melville, which is very Scottish. Well, when he was with the French Resistance during WWII, he adopted the pseudonym Melville as a tribute to his favorite American author Herman Melville. He kept it as his stage name once the war was over. How about that? Please note that the famous Frenchman also died on this day in 1973, so you might want to toast him and watch one of his movies.

August is the Summer Under the Stars Month on TCM when a different star is celebrated every day. It’s not a particularly great lineup this year, but I will set my DVR on August 5 (Orson Welles), August 6 (Audrey Hepburn), August 9 (William Holden), and August 19 (Toshiro Mifune). And hold the phone, Gilbert Roland has his own day on August 24! Save the date!

This is a really good sermon. Read the whole thing.

Let’s forget about trying to please the world. The mission of the church is NOT to please the world anyway. So let’s not even try to be The Church of What’s Happening Now.

Instead let us please Christ by being the faithful church that “earnestly contends for the faith which was once delivered unto the saints” (Jude 3) by the Scriptures and by the Apostles and Church Fathers. Then, and only then, we will be able wisely to “speak the truth in love” and to address what’s happening now, instead of being The Church of What’s Happening Now.

Here are some classic moments with Tony Dow as Wally Cleaver in Leave It to Beaver, which, let’s be frank, was really a great show. I chuckled throughout this highlight reel. Rest in peace, Tony, you were a great big brother.

And here’s a poem I like:

Blighted is the man
who doesn’t stick his neck out,
doesn’t think for himself,
doesn’t revere anything.
But he laughs on cue
while watching TV day and night.
He is like everybody else.
In all that he does, he gets by.
The believers are not so,
they don’t move with the times.
Therefore, the godly will not stand
in the court of human approval,
nor the Christlike at the best parties in town.
For who’s to say what is right?
And doesn’t everybody go to heaven?

–Ray Ortlund, “Psalm 1, a reverse translation”
Saying, “Hi, Mamu!”

Grace and peace to you today, my friends.

“Footfalls echo in the memory Down the passage which we did not take”*

by chuckofish

It is August now and our summer has been a hot one. I am thinking how nice it would be to be floating in a lake in Maine with my Massachusetts cousins (see above). Alas, I am not. Sixty or so years have passed since that picture was taken–hard to believe.

Happily, the temperatures came down this weekend to a very respectable low eighties. It was overcast, but pleasant enough to sit outside on the patio and contemplate the passage of time. I was happy that daughter #1 could join me for happy hour.

I spent a good part of Saturday attending an online auction where I was glad to see some vigorous bidding on “brown furniture.” This meant that I didn’t get anything, but c’est la vie. I was glad to see that there is still a market for tall case clocks. The prices are still amazingly low compared to twenty years ago, but they are, nevertheless, more than I am willing to pay for a rescue. I did buy a nice wing chair for $25. I mean, nobody wants a wing chair these days. Nobody but me.

On Sunday we went to church and were joined by the boy and his two wild monkeys. They checked their depravity and behaved, but when we got home they let loose and wreaked some havoc. (Note that our wing chairs took quite a beating.)

At some point the havoc moved outside (thankfully).

I am out of breath just looking at these pictures! When the wee babes headed home, daughter #1 also headed back to Jeff City, and the OM and I crashed for awhile before heading back to church that evening to celebrate the assistant pastor who is leaving with his family for a new job in Tuscaloosa.

Sunrise, sunset.

And though this world, with devils filled, should threaten to undo us,
We will not fear, for God hath willed His truth to triumph through us;
The Prince of Darkness grim, we tremble not for him;
His rage we can endure, for lo, his doom is sure,
One little word shall fell him.

–Martin Luther, Ein Feste Burg

*T.S. Eliot, “Burnt Norton”

The best laid plans…

by chuckofish

I had a super quiet but weirdly topsy-turvy week. The DH and I had intended to take a little trip. We had to take the car to the dealer in Plattsburgh, which is 2 hours away, so we figured we could combine that with a visit to the Wild Center in Tupper Lake that we’d been planning to visit for a while. The Plattsburgh portion of the trip was necessary because for the past few months our barely-a–year-old car had been knocking, clanging and moaning like Marley’s ghost. It had become so alarming that I felt the need to take it to an actual Honda dealer rather than our local garage. Of course, as soon as I made the appointment the noise stopped and hasn’t come back since. Whatever rock, stick or scary monster had gotten stuck in the undercarriage evidently worked itself out. The car is at peace – or maybe just toying with us à la Christine, the demonic car.

A movie I have NOT seen

Anyway, the appointment having been canceled, there was no longer any need to leave the comforts of home to “stay in some flea bitten hotel” as the DH so eloquently put it. Heat and a chance of scattered showers gave us the excuse to postpone the Tupper Lake part of the trip, so we stayed home and kept working.  

While we have been plodding along, our three sons have been busy, busy, busy. Our eldest, beating his deadline by a hair, will move into his new apartment this weekend; our middle son and his wife found a better house and will move in the next few weeks, and our youngest found a new job that he’ll start it in a week! I’ve been trying to remember a time when I had such energy but I cannot.

If anything exciting happens today or tomorrow, I’ll update the post – but don’t hold your breath. In the meantime, have a great weekend!

“And the rain fell, and the floods came, and the wind blew and slammed against the house”*

by chuckofish

Well, we had quite a storm earlier this week. We even broke a record for inches rained in a 24 hour period–9.04 inches! There was lots of scary flash flooding, as you can imagine, and people were forced out of their homes and apartments.

STL Post Dispatch photo

Of course, the OM had made an appointment to get his oil changed that day, so he drove off in the middle of the downpour at 6:30 in the morning. He made it there and to work afterwards, but good grief, Charlie Brown!

In other news I am enjoying spending time in the library of my local historical society. It is a pleasure to escape into the archives and read about another world where people were not confused about their pronouns. I am committed to volunteering, so we’ll see where this leads.

I love the #AskLigonier videos! You can learn a lot in these short clips! For instance, What would we be missing if our Bibles lacked the book of Galatians?

This is a good article about wrestling with the hard questions. “When we ask questions, we engage with what we say we believe. It is natural, normal, and understandable to have questions about our faith. The very essence of faith is believing in what we can’t see (Hebrews 11:6). That’s not easy to do!”

Well, all this rain makes me want to settle in with a Kurosawa movie where the driving rain or snow frequently adds a heightened tension to the action. Seven Samurai (1954), anyone?

*Matthew 7:25