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August 21, 2016

Healthy Does of Reality

Notes I wrote to myself, then lost, then found when looking under the cushions of my couch for money to buy salve and aloe to put on all my wounds from the punches I took from people who like the movies I don't like and I happened to make insulting (but hilarious) comments about...And from all of you grammar purists, yeah, I know you don't end a sentence with a preposition.

Michael was in Texas this past week with the “Good Leaders, Good Shepherds” Program trying to teach the younger clergy how to be more of being priests and less of being Power Brokers, Ayatollahs and Monsignors and Bishops in waiting.  I asked him if he was taking his NASA space suit since the temperature was something akin to 115 degrees.  But when I saw he was taking one of his bikes, I knew it was useless.  He was probably going to re-enact the Battle of the Alamo from the perspective of the Mexican army playing all 3,000 soldiers on his bike speeding back and forth to the walls of the Alamo.  When he was done he probably ate a kale popsicle to cool down.

The last time I ate something healthy, I bought a box of quinoa.  By the way, real men pronounce it “Qui-NO-ah.”  Who spells something like that and pronounces it “KEEN-Wah?”  Either way, I tossed the contents out on my back yard and watched the birds eat it and spit it out too.  The staff will not miss me at lunch when I'm gone.  They really got upset with me the last time I quoted scripture to them: “Scriptum est, non in kale solo vivet homo sed in omni verbo quod procedit de ore Dei.”  (It is written, not in kale alone does man live, but in every word that proceeds from the mouth of God.).  Matt. 4:7. 

I want to give up watching the news, but I just can't.  It's in my blood.  Now they're suing for the right to have Devil's Clubs established at public schools and with the freedom to meet on school grounds after school since other clubs meet, such as prayer groups, etc.  Did this stuff all really happen because we banned prayer in public schools?

By the way, the latest “Tarzan” movie was really good.  Music great, scenery out of this world.  Plot very believable.  And Christopf Waltz just makes the best villain.  Also liked the latest Jason Bourne movie which was appropriately titled... ”Jason Bourne.”  But the chase scene through Las Vegas was a little over the top.  If you've ever been to Las Vegas, you know there is noooooooo way there would ever be that much open space on the main strip for cars to speed.  Picture coming into Pittsburgh on the Parkway East right before the Squirrel Hill Tunnels at 8:00  A.M. multiplied by fifty. 

Riding to Calvary Cemetery a couple of weeks ago, we usually take Second Ave.  As our funeral procession drove along, saw a sight that made me realize the world is still a pretty hopeful place.  A young guy in his twenties who was walking along, stopped, took off his baseball hat and held it over his heart until we passed by.  A tradition from my youth I hadn't seen in a long time.  I was going to end this right now, but some comments.  In our culture now, would it make a difference if I told you whether the guy was black or white?  Should it?  We can imagine a young black man or a young white man, but if I add the adjective to the written word, something changes.  I weep for our world, our culture.  I remember writing a play for the kindergarten kids thirty-five years ago, and ended with a song, and I don't know who wrote it but it was called “What Color is God's Skin?” and it goes like this:

“What color is God's skin? What color is God's skin?  It's red, yellow, brown, it's black, it is white. Everyone's the same in the Good Lord's sight.”

We'll get there some day.

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