Saturday, October 25, 2014

Where We've Been





Ireland, in a word.  We were  in Ireland for the last part of September and the first part of October for our niece's wedding.  Hence the even sparser than usual posting here.  Now, I should have been able to do some of that using the smart phone.  All I needed were the Blogspot  passwords which were in my book.  In my book on my desk. In  my book on my desk at home.  Yeah.  Exactly.

In any event, we had a very enjoyable time.  (Except for the traveling bit. Airlines really resent the presence of customers and try to make it as uncomfortable for them as possible in hopes they'll give up and take a boat or the train.)

So, herewith in no particular order the photographs, which can, as usual, be clicked on and made far too large:


We stayed in Dublin at a place called Ariel House, which you can see above.  Yes, a phone camera.  You can always tell by the long, skinny format can't you.  Herself had the proper camera so it was the phone camera for me.  If you're  planning on stopping in Dublin,  I highly recommend Ariel House: comfortable rooms, a breakfast verging on the magnificent, and the friendliest and most helpful staff I've ever encountered anywhere.  (They have a website here.)


St Kevin Church in Harrington Street. This is the official Latin Mass Chaplaincy church appointed by the Archbishop of Dublin.  We attended a beautiful Sunday Mass here.  Weekday traditional Mass is available but the walk wasn't as straightforward (or as short) as I thought it was going to be.  In the event, daily Mass turned out to be either at St Teresa, the Discalced Carmelite church, or St Andrew on Westland Row, which was a 3 minute ride away on the DART and the DART station only half a block from Ariel House.  The Latin Mass Chaplaincy has its own webpage here with better pictures than I took.  St Kevin Church has one, too.  It's here.  (Do click on the second picture above showing the sanctuary.  You need a full-screen view of that.  It's a Pugin church and the reredos is nothing short of breathtaking.)



And there's the aforementioned Westland Row and Westland Row's organ.

And there's St Theresa, looking unaccountably plain in the shot.  It's really more ornate than my phone camera shot shows.  I should've taken some of the wonderful side altars.  Hmm.  A little late to think of  that now.

More later.  I need some lunch.


Tuesday, October 21, 2014

Blessed Charles of Austria

Today is the feast of Blessed Charles of Austria, the last Emperor of Austria-Hungary.  I had a note on my calendar but it was really Mrs Vidal who reminded me here.

(Yes, posting here has been even sparser than usual lately.  We have been away for a couple of weeks -- there will be pictures posted -- and there has been  much to catch up with that was even more pressing than The Inn when we returned.  A modicum of posting regularity is being planned, though.  No, honestly.)

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Should Be Printed Above Every Article in Every "Health" Section of Every Newspaper Ever Published

It is psychologically impossible, in short, when we hear real scientific statistics, not to think that they mean something. Generally they mean nothing. Sometimes they mean something that isn’t true.
--G.K. Chesterton in the Illustrated London News, November 18, 1905
Thanks to this morning's edition of the G.K. Chesterton twitter feed.  The website is here.

Thursday, October 16, 2014

What is That Gurgling Sound?

Why, it's the First Amendment going down the drain:

"City of Houston Demands Pastors Turn Over Sermons"


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Wednesday, September 17, 2014

The Mini-Canon

The unknown history of Eucharistic Prayer II from Louis Boyer via Rorate Cæli.

(It's worse than you thought.)


Apple Spam

If you found unwanted tracks of rock garbage from something called U2 in your Itunes file this morning, you will eventully find that you can't get rid of it without going through some extra steps.  This article explains where it came from and how to get rid of it.



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Not a Vicar of Bray

Fr Blake on Cardinal Burke's demotion and where we are today:

So according to rumours Cardinal Burke is off to become Cardinal-Patron of the Order of Malta. It is hardly surprising considering his opposition to the new orthodoxies. If anyone has presented himself as the 'loyal opposition' it is Burke. Magister points out that he unlike many other Curial Cardinals has maintained his integrity and that is what I have heard from Rome. He is a Nathanael, 'an Israelite without guile'. Others might jockey for position, like renaissance princes, playing the Machiavellian games that are as much part of the Roman scene today as they were five hundred or a thousand years ago. 
Ratzinger might well have appointed his enemies to key positions, so long as they could hold an intellectual position together but things are different now, broken corpses are now on display in the city squares. It is not necessary for the Prince to say anything, or even to know his policies, it is actions that are important and being part of his party. 

L.A. Unified School District gets Serious About Truancy


A swat from a ruler on the palm of the hand used to be sufficient in the dear, dead days of my youth.  Mine Resistant Ambush Protected Armored Vehicle, not so much.  It says here in the Times that although the school police are returning grenade launchers, they are keeping the nifty vehicle shown above and the 61 rifles.

Mouth-off to the L.A.Teacher's Union at your peril.



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Friday, September 12, 2014

Inclusivity at Catholic Charities. Or something.


You never know what's going to arrive in the mail, do you.  The above arrived this morning.  You can, of course, click on the picture and make it larger.   Actually, you can click on it and make it positively gigantic.

(Yeah, I know.  It was probably just some poor minimum-wage soul at the end of a long day inputting lebenty-leben thousand names into a data base.  But still.  I found it kinda funny in a sort of politically correct but slightly skewed way.)




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Monday, September 08, 2014

Pet Peeve Dept

It's September now and time for all of those religious institutes that don't believe in Purgatory to start trolling for  money so they can "remember" my loved ones on All Souls Day.

I got my second oh-so-sweet appeal today.  There are seven pieces in this mailing and not  one mention of the word "Purgatory" anywhere.  Or suffering souls, for that matter.  Everyone, immediately upon expiration, seems to have toddled along happily right into heaven.

So . . . what exactly do these people think they're praying for?



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Wednesday, September 03, 2014

Now that the summer is almost over. . . .

. . . . we've finally got the garden looking presentable.  Fortunately, the summer lasts a good deal longer here than in most  places.  September can be the hottest month of  the year and often is.






No, you don't get to see the "before" pictures.

Should be some decent sales on patio furniture, warm September or no.



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Tuesday, September 02, 2014

The September Martyrs

At the Tea at Trianon twitter feed this morning Mrs Vidal reminds us of the September Martyrs of the French revolution.  The citation to the original page seems to have moved, but this is the original article here.

In 1790, the revolutionary government of France enacted a law denying Papal authority over the Church in France. The French clergy were required to swear an oath to uphold this law and submit to the Republic. . . .The revolutionary leaders’ primary target was the aristocracy, but by 1792, their attention turned to the Church, especially the non-jurors within it. 
. . . . The mob called out, “Archbishop of Arles!” Archbishop John du Lau of Arles (Jean-Marie du Lau d’Alleman) was praying in the chapel. When summoned, he came out and he said, “I am he whom you seek.” Thereupon, they cracked his skull, stabbed him and trampled him underfoot. Then the leader set up a “tribunal” before which the imprisoned were herded and commanded to take the oath. All refused; so, as they passed down the stairway, they were hacked to pieces by the murderers. 
The bishop of Beauvais had earlier been wounded in the leg. When summoned, he answered, “I do not refuse to die with the others, but I cannot walk. I beg you to have the kindness to carry me where you wish me to go.” For a moment, his courtesy silenced the assassins. But, when he, too, refused the oath, he was killed like the rest.

The rest is here.

The Christians of Iraq (and elsewhere in Mohametan Asia) face a similar situation: abandon the Church or die.

And  in the west . . .


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Monday, August 25, 2014

Iraqi Christians

The Christians in Iraq are in a desperate situation.  (For reference, see Rorate Cæli which has done much to bring attention to the genocide of these people.)   Please consider Catholic Near East Welfare Association who are able to help with some of our brother Christians' immediate needs.


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Sunday, August 24, 2014

It's ST BARTHOLOMEW'S DAY!

But you'd never know it if you were depending upon what you heard at Mass this morning.  Not in the Pauline Rite.  Not in the 1962 version of the Roman Rite. Apostle though he be, he doesn't get a look-in on Sundays.

Fr Hunwicke hopes for better days here.



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Saturday, August 23, 2014

Not My Town Exactly. . .

. . .but close enough.

As if we didn't have enough home-grown murderers.



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Friday, August 22, 2014

Reliving the Worlds

No doubt you were up at 3:30 a.m. last Saturday brewing pots of tea and frying up bacon and eggs so as to breakfast with the livestream of The World Pipe Band Competition last Saturday.  Of course you were.

But in the event you missed a band or two while reconnoitering an extra sticky bun, you can view the whole works again right here.  Or most of it anyway. They seem to be editing Bob Worral's commentary rather severely.  Unfortunate, but the  music is still there.

"By the right. . . ."

[Addendum:  Yes, 3:30 a.m. would be about right here on the left coast of the Benighted States of America, 8 1/2 miles from the Pacific Ocean.  Your time zone may vary.]



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Found While Looking for Something Else



The melodeon is my new enthusiasm.   (Do I have time for any more obsessions?Probably not; something may have to give.  But what?)

In any event, this is Katherine and Melanie Biggs as "Freshly Squeezed" playing their tune "Skepparschottis" on piano accordion and a G/D button box.



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Friday, August 15, 2014

27 Best J.R.R. Tolkien Quotes


"Best" is more than a little subjective.  27 quotes out of how many volumes?  Nevertheless, most of them are pretty good. 





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Thursday, August 14, 2014

Assumpta est Maria in Cælum


August 15 -- the feast of the bodily Assumption of Our Lady into heaven.



One of the few remaining Holy Days of Obligation.


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Monday, August 11, 2014

The Caliphate

Three short paragraphs from Jerry Pournelle:

Perhaps the President will call off a fundraiser or two and pay some attention to the situation in the Middle East? The time to have been sending in support for the Kurds has passed; now they are under direct attack from the Caliphate. It will take more than Navy and Marine air strikes to assure the survival of Kurdistan. 
This crisis has been building ever since Bremer the Unsuccessful disbanded the Baathist Iraqi Army, and anyone who has not seen it coming ought to be dismissed as being incapable of service to the United States. Fortunately a number of officers have known this day would come, and we can hope they have been able to make some preparations; but it will be a near thing. 
It is not too late for a combination of US Special Forces and CIS, with plenty of logistic support, to work with the Kurds to roll back the Caliphate; but whether we have the will to do so is another matter.  If Iraqi Kurdistan falls, the Middle East situation become more serious than it has been for a long  time. American meddling has brought about this result; we have a moral obligation to restabilize and then get out.  I have little confidence that the President understands this.

EWTN in California

We've seen the news elsewhere in several places but it made page 2 in the Wall Street Journal this morning.  EWTN is establishing an outpost in California, indeed right in The OC on the campus of the new cathedral.  It says so here.

Um.  O.K.  I guess.

But the article included this:

On a recent day, the campus was buzzing with construction, even as visitors toured the grounds. "Disney donated those bells," said docent Mary Susa, pointing out a cluster of golden bells affixed to one tower. "But they're plastic and they don't ring."
I do hope that isn't symbolic of . . . oh, anything at all.


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Ad Orientem



A new video from the Latin Mass Society of England and Wales on the whys and wherefores of Mass celebrated ad orientem.



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Sunday, August 10, 2014

Heard on the Radio

An actress was being interviewed on the radio as I was driving home from Mass this afternoon.  I don't remember the name; it wasn't familiar to me.  But apparently she is well-known to the rest of the radio-listening population for acting in a television series, probably British, in which she plays a Danish detective who wears a sweater.

But this is the part of the interview that stayed with me.  She had had breast cancer and is now in remission.  She told of how she is continually asked by interviewers, "How did you feel to learn that you might die?"  She found that an extraordinary question.  Of course she's going to die. Everybody's going to die.  She thought the really interesting question was how is it that the majority of the population seems to think that they won't die.

It's really not an if question; it's a when question.



More New Martyrs


From The Telegraph a couple of days ago:
The last day of Qaraqosh’s time as a Christian town, a time almost as old as Christianity itself, began with a mortar shell at nine in the morning.
It came through the roof of Melad and Marven Abdullah’s house on Wednesday, killing them instantly. Melad was nine; his cousin, Marven, four. The mortar struck Marven in the head as it landed. They found his arms and feet, crushed against the wall, but nothing else.
The family’s next-door neighbour, Enam Eshoo, had popped in to deliver some fresh drinking water; she too died where she fell.
The day ended with an order to evacuate. Within a couple of hours, the city’s tens of thousands of inhabitants were crowding the road to Kurdistan, fighting with troops manning checkpoints, trying to find shelter where they could.
The streets of the capital Erbil’s newly Christian suburb, Ainkawa, swelled by exiles from ten years of punishing terror and oppression in northern Iraq, are now full of stunned and helpless people. They are camping on the floors of church halls, in a building site, in the street. An old woman was sleeping in a flower bed. Another begged for help.

Yes, it's a few days old but a gripping read.  And things have not changed for the better.  I'm pretty sure Rorate Cæli is due an "h/t" for this link but I've actually forgotten where I harvested it.  In any event, Rorate has done more to keep us informed about the new Christian martyrs of the Middle East than anyone else I'm aware of.

To be sure, WSJ has several fine articles this weekend about the ongoing persecutions of the "religious minorities" in Iraq.  They seem principally worried about Yazidis, although later on there is mention of another persecuted minority. Begins with a "C" I think.   Chris- something.

V.That there may be peace to thy Church and to the whole world,
R. We entreat thee, O Lord.
    -Evening Prayer


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Anthony Trollope Better Than Dickens?

This writer thinks so. and he makes some good points.

. . . .Trollope could truly develop a character throughout a book, making them far more believable than Dickens’, who would change their outcomes on public demand. Trollope’s work can seem like the broadsheet press, compared to Dickens’ tabloid. Trollope’s own economic hardship further lent him a uniquely realist portrayal of money. To quote W.H. Auden, “Of all novelists in any country, Trollope best understands the role of money. Compared with him, even Balzac is too romantic”.
In 1868, Trollope was persuaded to stand as a Liberal candidate for Beverley, deemed the most corrupt constituency in the country. He came last, following votes being bought by the two Conservative candidates, and spent £400 on his election campaign. This experience gave him great insight into the Victorian political world, accurately translated into his work in books such as The Palliser Chronicles and his 1875 masterpiece The Way We Live Now. . . .
I probably agree, at least so far as my own enjoyment goes.  But I can't help thinking the competition framework is a mistake.  They're different, not better or worse.

Although Anthony Trollope was certainly a better human being than Dickens.



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Found While Looking for Something Else



"The Power of the Pentatonic Scale" says the title on the Youtube page.  Don't know whether power is the right word but it's rather interesting.  The pipe scale is supposed to be an interworking of three pentatonic scales if I recall correctly.  (And two partial ones?  I think Roderick Cannon explains it all in his book but I'm not sure where it is at the moment.)



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Sunday, July 27, 2014

Another Modest Proposal

This one from Fr Hunwicke.  He proposes his solution here.  Adherents of  the religion of peace will no doubt be taking it up on this side of the Atlantic also.

[h/t to Fr Phillips' Twitter feed, which I don't know how to link to.]




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27 July -- Bl Titus Brandsma, O. Carm.


Today is the feast of Blessed Titus Brandsma, O.Carm.   That's him* in the picture above with his beloved pipe.  He was a martyr of the second world war, dying in Dachau for his insistence on maintaining Catholic truth in the teeth of Nazi objections.  So he's too new to be in the traditional Roman calendar and he's not in the Pauline calendar.  But he's an obligatory memorial in the Ancient Observance Carmelite calendar and an optional one in the Discalced calendar.   I would hope he would be in the local Dutch calendars, but I don't have enough Dutch to look it up.  Or, indeed, any Dutch if it comes to that.

In any event, it's Sunday so he's liturgically overlooked everywhere anyway.

But as he's a favourite of mine, The Inn will do what it can in lieu of a liturgical celebration  and that is to cite you to an excellent site containing biography, pictures, and some of his writings.  You can find it here.  If that one is too long, there is a somewhat shorter vita at EWTN's site here.  But  really: give the first link a look-in and try some of  his lectures.  There's some beautiful stuff there.

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(*I know, I know.  But I just can bring myself to say "That's he".  It sounds wrong.)


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Saturday, July 26, 2014

26 July - The Feast of St Ann, Mother of the Bl Virgin Mary

AnneSantiago.jpg
"AnneSantiago" by Dickstracke at en.wikipedia - Transferred from en.wikipedia by SreeBot. Licensed under Public domain via Wikimedia Commons.


Anna parens sublimis Dominæ,
quæ est mater misericordiæ,
gemma lucens cælestis curiæ,
te veneramur amore Filiæ. 
Anna, mother of that eminent Lady
who is the Mother of Mercy,
the bright gem of the celestial court,
we venerate thee with the love of thy daughter.
   -- Magnificat antiphon in the Carmelite office of Vespers for the        feast of St Ann
Some prayers to St Anne for her feast day.

(FWIW, as far back as I have been able to find, which is 1824 at the moment, every woman on my father's side of the family has been named Anne, AnneMarie, or Mary Ann.  And my wife's confirmation name is Anne.  And that means . . . um, well I don't know what that means.  But happy St Anne's day, anyway.)


A Thought from Fr Willie Doyle

You ask how to pray well. The answer is, Pray often, in season and out of season, against yourself, in spite of yourself. There is no other way. What a man of prayer St. James, the Apostle must have been since his knees became like those of a camel! When shall we religious realize the power for good that prayer, constant, unflagging prayer, puts into our hands Did it ever strike you that when our Lord pointed out the ”fields white for the harvest”, He did not urge His Apostle to go and reap it, but to pray?
Fr Doyle was a Jesuit and chaplain to the 16th Irish Brigade in the 1st World War.  There is a movement for his canonisation (not officially begun, so far as I can tell) and a very fine website dedicated to him here.  And he has been mentioned in The Inn a few times, here and here for example.

The thought above is yesterday's "Daily Thought" from the very fine blog, Remembering Father William Doyle.  It's an insight that can't be repeated too often, in my occasionally humble opinion.



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Tuesday, July 22, 2014

A Day of Prayer for the Persecuted Christians of the Middle East

Friday, August 1, 2014
This was the day chosen by the Priestly Fraternity of Saint Peter (FSSP) for a worldwide day of Public Adoration of Our Lord Jesus Christ in the Blessed Sacrament in supplication for our persecuted brethren in Iraq, Syria, and the Middle East. . . .
More here.





Collects from the Missal:

O God, who makest wars to cease, and, by thy powerful defence, dost defeat the foes of them that put their trust in Thee; assist thy servants who implore thy mercy, that the fierceness of their enemies being overthrown, we may praise Thee with ceaseless thanksgiving. Through Christ our Lord. 
We beseech Thee, O Lord, mercifully to hear the prayers of Thy Church, that all adversities and errors being done away, she may serve Thee in freedom and quietness.  Through Christ our Lord. 
Almighty God, despise not Thy people who cry to Thee in their affliction; but for the glory of Thy name mercifully assist them in their tribulation. Through Christ our Lord. 
O God, who art the lover of peace, and preserver of charity; grant unto all our enemies true peace and charity; and vouchsafe unto them remission of all their sins, and by Thy mighty power deliver  us from their snares.  Through Christ our Lord.


F.S.S.P. in L.A.

That somewhat cryptic headline is meant to indicate that the Priestly Fraternity of St Peter will now have an apostolate in the Archdiocese of Los Angeles.  Alas, since the Archdiocese runs from the Orange County line all the way up to the northern most border of Santa Barbara County the chances of the apostolate being anywhere near you or me is minimal . . . even allowing for the expansive definition of "near" which Californians and westerners in general have. Nevertheless, it's worth at least a privately-prayed Te Deum to have an established apostolate dedicated to the traditional liturgy here in the Archdiocese.

Here's the announcement in Rorate Cæli.
Here's the new apostolate's website.



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Thursday, July 17, 2014

Found Again

If you happen to frequent the Anthony Trollope webpage, you know that you can subscribe to the Anthony Trollope quote of the week.  Not usually riotously funny, if that's what you were hoping for.  But usually insightful enough into human nature -- or at least my human nature -- as to give a start of recognition.

In clearing out the email in-box, I found this one from two or three weeks ago.

"He did not find in the contemplation of his grievance all that solace which a grievance usually gives."
          -The Small House at Allington
Indeed.

And then in looking up the webpage citation -- for what's a blog post without a citation? -- there was this:

"In ordinary life events are so unfrequent, and when they do arrive they give such a flavour of salt to hours which are generally tedious, that sudden misfortunes  come as godsends, almost even when they happen to ourselves."
          -Marion Fay
Almost.

Anthony Trollope's webpage
The Trollope Society


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17 July - The Holy Carmelite Martyrs of Compiegne

Their feast day is today in the Carmelite calendar.  The best source for their story is William Bush's "To Quell the Terror".  You can find it here.  (Note that it's half price until September; it's well-worth your $8.48)

If you haven't got the eight and a half bucks, try here for an introduction.

A collect for the feast of the Holy Martyrs:

Deus, qui ob invictam in tuo amore constantiam beatam Teresiam et socias eius de vertice Carmeli ad martyrii coronam vocasti:  tribue quæsumus, ut, te fideliter diligentes, ad contemplandam speciem tuæ celsitudinis perducamur.  Per Dominum nostrum.  Amen.




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Things Found in Books

Abebooks not only sells books but writes about them every now and again.  Today's essay is on Things Found in Books.

I've found a fair number of holy cards, some memorial cards, a few ordination cards, assorted advertisements and business cards, and in one volume years ago a service card for a Te Deum sung in St Patrick's Cathedral in New York celebrating the end of World War II.   Alas, no money and no Mickey Mantle 1952 rookie cards in mint - or any other - condition.


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Wednesday, July 16, 2014

16 July: In Commemoratione Solemni Beatæ Mariæ Virginis de Monte Carmelo, Titularis et Patronæ totius Ordinis Carmelitarum


Today is the titular feast of the Carmelite Order, that of the Blessed Virgin Mary of Mount Carmel.

Here's what the old 2d nocturn had to say about the feast in the translation done by the compilers of the Anglican Breviary:

Lesson iv  
There is an old story to the effect that many men continued to live on Mount Camel in the spirit of the holy Prophets Elijah and Elisha. And that those of them who were of the times of Saint John Baptist were made ready by his preaching to accept the Messiah. And that when the Apostles were filled with the Spirit upon the holy day of Pentecost, and spake with diverse tongues, and worked miracles by calling upon the Name of Jesus (which is above every name), these Carmelites, seeing and being assured of the truth, straightway embraced the Faith of the Gospel. And that on account of their singular love toward the Blessed Virgin, (who was personally known to them as a familiar friend,) they paid her the respect of building her a little chapel, (the first which was ever raised in her honour, ) which same stood on that part of Mount Carmel whence the servant of Elijah had in old days espied that manifest type of the Virgin, whereof he spake, saying: Behold, there ariseth a little cloud out of the sea, like a man’s hand. 
Lesson v 
To this new chapel they repaired oftentimes, day by day, and in their liturgy honoured the blessed Virgin as the particular guardian of their community. For this reason they came to be everywhere called the Brethren of Blessed Mary, of Mount Carmel. Now it would seem that this her name and protection are not the only gifts which this Virgin Lady bountiful hath given them. For it is believed that she gave them also the badge of the Holy Scapular which is said to have been bestowed on blessed Simon Stock the Englishman. This same is a certain holy vesture which hath become the special mark of this Order, whereby Carmelites trust that they are harnessed against all assaults. Moreover, in olden times, when as yet this Order was unknown in Europe, and not a few were importuning Honorius III to put an end to it, the gracious Virgin Mary (so it is said) appeared by night to the said Honorius, and flatly commanded him to shew kindness to the Order and to the men belonging thereto.
Lesson vi 
Many godly persons believe that it is not in this world only that the blessed Virgin hath marked with her favour this Order which pleaseth her so well, but in the next world also. For there her power and mercy have freer scope than here. And so they most surely trust that all who belong to the Guild of the Scapular if they have practised what is enjoined on them, (that is, a certain easy rule of abstinence, faithfulness in brief daily prayers, and the keeping of chastity according to their state of life,) are comforted by her motherly love while they are being cleansed in purgatory, and by her help are borne forward towards their home in heaven more quickly than others. Thus this Order (because it cherisheth these things as so many and so great gifts) hath instituted today’s feast as a solemn Commemoration of the Blessed Virgin Mary, to be made year after year in perpetual observance thereof.

There is a fine piece on Our Lady's Carmelite scapular in this morning's post in the Fountain of Elias.

Finally, a collect:

O God, who didst adorn the Order of Carmel with the special title of thy most blessed Mother, the ever Virgin Mary, graciously grant that we who celebrate her Commemoration this day with solemn observances, by the help of her succour, may be worthy to attain unto everlasting joys: Who livest and reignest, etc. Amen.

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Thursday, July 10, 2014

On YouTube at Last - Part I



St. Laurence O'Toole Pipe Band All-Ireland Championships 2014 - MSR
(If you think it's raining when they start, wait until they get to the reel.  Mercy.)



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On YouTube at Last -- Part II



St Laurence O'Toole Pipe Band - All Ireland Championships 2014 - Medley



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Saturday, July 05, 2014

St Laurence O'Toole Pipe Band -- All-Ireland G-1 Champions for 2014



The above which was shot a few hours ago is meant to give a taste of the competition field on the day.  Apparently, no one has put up any videos of the actual comp performances yet.

But word in the net has it that SLoT won it all today.  Well-done and congratulations.  I am delighted to have my semi-prediction proved wrong.  We await some YouTube videos.

FWIW, RTE has never broadcast the All-Ireland.  But BBC1 has for the past 4 or 5 years.  But this year, nada.  Hence, we await YouTube and some folk with video cameras.

ADDENDUM:  For those who have landed here via Google looking for full results, the Northern Ireland branch of the RSPBA gives the top winners in each grade here.  "Full" results don't appear to be up anywhere yet.






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Friday, July 04, 2014

The Glorious Fourth




This evening my town indulges once again in its annual orgy of patriotic pyromania: the rocket's red glare, the bombs bursting in air to a fare-thee-well. We shall thankfully be elsewhere leaving the family manse in the care of its guardian angel, who has so far successfully protected it from the aforesaid annual exercise in negligent arson.

We saw survey results the other day on the (one hopes not infallible) internet which revealed that a sizeable chunk of the American populace believes that this 4th of July celebrates America's 2014th birthday.  One does have to wonder what  else some folks may think they're celebrating.

Happy 4th, anyway.

Oh, and the video clip is not me being egregiously unpatriotic and obnoxious.  Not entirely, anyway.  It seems the melody for "The King Enjoys His Own Again" is the very same as "The World Turned Upside Down" which the British military band played at Yorktown for Lord Cornwallis's surrender to the American and French forces.  So they tell me, anyway.  It does seem a touch cheerful for the purpose, though, doesn't it.

And before the day is over, this day also commemorates the death day of the blessed Chideock martyrs, Fr John Cornelius,  John Carey, Patrick Salmon, and Thomas Bosgrave.  Their story can be found here.



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Thursday, July 03, 2014

All Ireland Pipe Band Championship



The All-Ireland is coming up this Saturday, the 5th, in New Ross, County Wexford.  Hoping for a win for SLoT (shown above earlier this year) but FMM looks unstoppable . . . in the immortal words of Victor R. Gook, "smooth as peach butter and goose grease".  They'll be very hard to beat.

If you're in the area on Saturday  (I won't even be on the same continent) there's a bit more information here.  And the chances of a webcast are, alas, nil.  {{{sigh}}}.




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Tuesday, June 17, 2014

Nobody Loves A Monarch Like Those Who Don't Have One

Even the French.



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Particularly Inauspicious

I have been called to account for failing in The Inn's self-appointed task of alerting all and sundry to the approach of Friday the 13th.  (Well, with the demise of Pogo someone had to.)   And this month Friday the 13th fell particularly inauspiciously on a Friday.   That was 4 days ago and your servant failed in his mission.  No mention in The Inn.  Even Homer nods and your servant isn't even Helen Steiner Rice.

So apparently if you inadvertently walked under a black cat or broke a ladder or something and are now experiencing the requisite 7 years of bad luck, it's my fault.  I do apologize.

Looking on the bright side, though, you've only got 6 years, 11 months, and 13(!) days of bad luck left.

(I shall try to more vigilant in the future, Richard.)


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Monday, June 09, 2014

A "less than ringing endorsement"

Humility is the first of the virtues, so say the spiritual writers.  Pipers, I'm told, are also occasionally in need of lessons in humility.  One James Ritchie received such on 6 April 1739 in a petition from his father to the Town Councillors who employed James Smith as their town piper:
Unto the Council of Peebles shews your ser[vant] John Ritchie That whereas I have put my son to learn to play on the pipes to your piper he not being fit for other work, and I not being able to buy him a pair of pipes Beseeches your Honours to give me some small thing to the end fore[said].

That "he not being fit for other work"  must have done the trick for the Council record is endorsed:

The Council grants Warrant to their treasurer to give the petitioner John Ritchie five Shillings Ster for the use mentioned in the petition.

(from Keith Sanger's article on the history of Peebles Burgh pipers in the June 2014 number of Common Stock, the journal of the Lowland and Border Pipers Society.)



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St Columba of Iona, the Apostle of Scotland


Today is the feast  of St Columba or Colum Cille, if you prefer.  He is on the liturgical calendars of Scotland and Ireland but he didn't quite make the cut in the United States.

The Inn had this to say about St Columba a few years ago.  The Catholic Encyclopædia has a detailed life here.  Perhaps the best things on the web on St Columba can be found at the Trias Thaumaturga blog.  You could start here but you don't have to stop there.  A little searching reveals a lot more.








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Tuesday, June 03, 2014

From this morning's reading

From Mattins:

The LORD is King, be the people never so impatient; * he sitteth between the Cherubim, be the earth never so unquiet.
-- Ps 99

From Romano Guardini's "The Rosary of Our Lady":

Let us stress the words "He began to feel dread and to be exceedingly troubled," and "His sweat became as drops of blood running down upon the ground."  It is the horror of the Redeemer before sin, not only before the Passion and death as such, but before the fact that all this must be endured in expiation for our sins, and that He was meant to take them upon Himself and be responsible for them.  How terrible it  must have been is shown by the other words He speaks in prayer:  "Father, all things are possible to Thee.  Remove this cup from me."  What was to come went against the Redeemer's whole being; not only because death is a revolt against the will to  live, but because sin is a revolt against God.  His third exclamation is "Yet not what I will but what Thou willest." 
The Worst part of sin is its hiddenness.  It hides everywhere: under the pretense that it is something natural, that it is something unavoidable, and that the power, gravity, or tragedy of life is expressed by it.  If we are witnesses here of Christ's fate, our eyes are opened wide to this pretense.

Sunday, June 01, 2014

Interesting Questions



It's been 7 months on Youtube.  Any answers yet?



The Tavern at the End of the World


The hour of absinthe is over. We shall not be much further troubled with the little artists who found Dickens too sane for their sorrows and too clean for their delights. But we have a long way to travel before we get back to what Dickens meant; and the passage is along an English rambling road — a twisting road such as Mr. Pickwick travelled. But this at least is part of what he meant: that comradeship and serious joy are not interludes in our travel, but that rather our travels are interludes in comradeship and joy, which, through God, shall endure for ever. The inn does not point to the road: the road points to the inn. And all roads point at last to an ultimate inn, where we shall meet Dickens and all his characters. And when we drink again it shall be from the great flagons in the tavern at the end of the world.

From GK Chesterton's Charles Dickens.   At least, originally.  I, however, have pilfered it shamelessly from the "Wit and Wisdom of G.K. Chesterton" site, which you can find here.  You can follow that site on Twitter and never miss a bon mot from GKC.



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Another Case of Chateau Plonque, Please

Red wine is the best thing for you since penicillin.  Mrs Vidal cites the relevant Telegraph article here in the always interesting Tea at Trianon.  There we find that the fruit of the vine improves your balance, sharpens up the brain, keeps the weight off, and even chases away the bed bugs.  And Hilaire Belloc knew that

Catholic men who live upon wine
Are deep in the water, and frank, and fine.
Wherever I travel I find it so,
Benedicamus Domino!

Not to excess, of course, but otherwise pretty much of a good thing all 'round.

And if the Telegraph isn't good enough for you, how about the Minneapolis Star-Tribune?  Yet another gold star for red wine but this time not focusing so much on resveratrol.  These folks think the good stuff is, well, alcohol itself.

I await anxiously the study on beer.



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Hiding for Three Years After Culloden

Work to restore the medieval tower at Drum Castle, 12 miles west of Aberdeen on Royal Deeside, has revealed a secret chamber where a Jacobite hero of the Battle of Culloden hid out for three years . . . .

You can read the rest of the article here.  Unfortunately, that's pretty much the most interesting part.
A bit more about the Laird of Drum and his doings wouldn't have gone amiss.



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Sunday, May 25, 2014

Highland Games II


Early Mass and back to the Highland Games today in Costa Mesa.  Lovely cool weather, thanks be to God.  Last week at this time  it was, what? 108°?  But today, high 60s to low 70s.

And a whole afternoon of pipe bands.  Who could ask for more?



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