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More on the Un-Manning of Christianity

April 25, 2011

 

LYDIA SHERMAN writes:

For 27 years my husband’s father, who was a preacher himself, attended a monthly lunch in a restaurant, where they met with other preachers from several counties nearby. The wives usually came too, and listened to the speaker of the month address issues of concern to church members. After his parents passed away, he and I began attending this meeting, and now, 19 years later, we are seeing alarming changes in the mannerisms of the ministers. 

I quit going five years ago because I couldn’t stand the show of weakness in the men, but my husband has kept attending and has come home with some interesting reports. We have begun to use the word interesting to keep us out of trouble from the P.C. crowd. Read More »

 

Academia and the Death of Thought

April 25, 2011

 

STEVE KOGAN writes in response to this post about the feminist anthropologist Ellen Lewin:

In the second volume of her journals, Hope Abandoned, Nadezhda Mandelstam writes, “One of the most brilliant men in the history of mankind once said that as soon as thought dries up, it is replaced by words. A word is too easily transformed from a meaningful sign into a mere signal, and a group of words into an empty formula, bereft even of the sense such things have in magic. We begin to exchange set phrases, not noticing that all living meaning has gone from them. Read More »

 

Happy Dyngus Day

April 25, 2011

 

Dyngus 

DENYS POWLETT JONES writes at the website Catholic Phoenix about the traditional Polish Easter Monday, known as Dyngus Day after a pagan water deity. He writes:

For a few centuries, the historical record is silent in matters of Dyngus. Then, in the 15th century, the Easter Monday custom resurfaces in Poland—but now it has turned into a courting ritual, one in which young men seek out the village’s most eligible and desirable girls on Easter Monday in order to dump buckets of water on them and then whip them on the legs with pussy willows. I told you this was no laughing matter.

Girls who ended the day bone dry and without any welts on their calves were considered virtually unmarriageable.

Sometimes, apparently, the girls fought back against such antics—at one time, an additional custom was to throw pottery at the boys on Easter Tuesday, but in later times the younger generation, who naturally had no respect for the customs of their elders, couldn’t wait and went ahead and chucked crockery at the boys on Dyngus Day itself, sometimes even before the boys had started the conversation with an old-fashioned soaking. (Especially shameless girls turned everything on its head and took to dumping water on BOYS the day after Easter. O tempora, o mores!)

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Comments and Posts

April 25, 2011

 

DUE TO the Easter holiday, I have not had a chance to post a number of comments that have come in since Saturday. I hope to post them later today.

Also, here is an interesting remark from a reader about this post:

At our Holy Thursday Mass, all 12 of those having their feet washed were men, generally representing an appropriate cross section of our more senior and more involved parishioners. In contrast, my wife, who is in Denver visiting family, told me that at the Mass at the Denver Cathedral presided over by Archbishop Chaput, about half of those having their feet washed were women. That surprised me, since as you know he is generally perceived to be an orthodox and outspoken bishop.