Saturday, February 18, 2017

Bear Sighting

Sorry the Bear has not been around much. Sadly, he has a close family member with cancer. We just got back from a visit in his hospital, in Ohio.

In his spare time, the Bear has been hard at work on a project he expects to unveil in the next day or two. It's a little something special he hopes you'll enjoy, so you might want to check back. If you follow Twitter, you can always get your dose of misfirings of the 450 gram ursine brain that way.

Other than that, there's plinking away at the sequel, working title "Departed for a Season," and actually trying to halfway live up to his Benedictine oblate obligations, at least by sometimes singing his LOTH. The Bear is living proof that you can be a lousy Catholic and still be a Catholic ephemerist.

Judging Angels is about bad Catholics who just don't get much help from the Church, and no longer expect to. They're spiritually on empty, and coasting along on whatever momentum they still have. Some try more than others, but none enough.

The Bear cannot imagine what is left to say about this pope, indeed, if that what the man is. His mission is to set the Catholic Church on Easy Mode, and everything is mercy, and Catholics are only held accountable on liberal social issues, and only some Catholics at that. Mostly evil northerners who used their magical powers to turn South America into an entire continent afloat on a sea of corruption and self-pity.

But what can you expect of a continent that has only one breed of Bear, and a pretty miserable specimen at that?

If the Bear offended anyone with his broad brush stereotyping of South America, well, you shouldn't have given us one Jorge Bergoglio. The Bear holds you ultimately responsible, South America. And your weakling Spectacled Bears who did not handle matters when they had the chance.

Just give the Bear a few days to get back into the groove. He is feeling a nostalgia for the early days of his ephemeris, back when he had five readers and spent a whole day on a piece. The Bear doubts we'll see more long, well-researched articles like on the Bath Township School Massacre. And, frankly, there are more knowledgeable people writing on Pope Francis. The Bear's always been more the color commentary guy, anyway.

He's just sick of Francis. And he assumes you are, too.

But George Martin is five books up on the Bear. Bear must write quickly. It's a race to see who drops dead from an over-eating related disease last.


  1. I'm sicker of Bergoglio than I ever was of Obama. At least the community agitator shut his yapper once in awhile, usually while on expensive vacations on the taxpayers dime. Francis offends almost on a daily basis. Now we are to learn that there are no Muslim terrorists. This guy is a dangerous fool. By the way, if it's a race shouldn't it be to see who drops dead first?

  2. Glad to have you back.

    The more that you talk about the book, the more I want to read it.

    ------>Judging Angels is about bad Catholics who just don't get much help from the Church, and no longer expect to. They're spiritually on empty, and coasting along on whatever momentum they still have.

    I expect this aspect of the book to speak greatly to me. Owls are solitary creatures, so even in the best of parish, we would be up in the rafters, out of sight and out of mind (keeping only "dinner dates" with the resident church mouse). All these past few years have seen an increasing need to self-isolate. There is no one really to talk to anymore. The Church isn't helpful anymore and the good priests have their heads down. With my orthodox friends, no one really wants to talk about things -- everyone is in their own little bubble. If you broach the subject, you risk getting jumped on for not leaving the Pope alone and minding your own bubble. We have long since passed the time of mild humor on the subject.

    So it is isolation as the chosen path. 616 miles of desert and no gas station in sight.

    I suppose (and support) that this is all punishment for being slack in my spiritual growth before the dark times, before the empire.

  3. The Benedictine way is all about community, of course. The solitary monks were only the most mature, who had successfully fought the devil within the community. But we're probably not going to retreat into our Catholic compounds. Being an oblate gives us a Rule and a spiritual and practical connection with with our Archabbey. (Which reminds me, I have to get my Lenten program into the Abbot for approval.) We have to let things go. If the truth does not change with the calendar, we know what the truth is. We will never be able in our lifetimes to explain for certain what all ails the Church. The internet encourages us to ruminate over things we should just set aside. God doesn't require me to explain Pope Francis. Tis a puzzlement, but by now, a shrug is probably the best response. Then get busy memorizing scripture, or learning to chant. St. Meinrad Archabbey has a great four-week psalter. Tonight's vespers was "heap high the bodies."


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