December 14th, 2019

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Quote of the Day from GKC

In Orthodoxy, G.K. Chesterton writes,
The only objection to Natural Religion is that somehow it always becomes unnatural. a man loves Nature in the morning for her innocence and amiability, and at nightfall, if he is loving her still, it is for her darkness and her cruelty. . . . The mere pursuit of health always leads to something unhealthy. Physical nature must not be made the direct object of obedience; it must be enjoyed, not worshipped. Stars and mountains must not be taken seriously. If they are, we end where the pagan nature worship ended. Because the earth is kind, we can imitate all her cruelties. Because sexuality is sane, we can all go mad about sexuality. Mere optimism had reached its insane and appropriate termination. The theory that everything was good had become an orgy of everything that was bad.
This could have been written this year. It certainly addresses the craziness of 21st Western society. But it was written in 1908 -- over a hundred years ago! The folks who think they have something NEW AND IMPROVED™ to offer are in fact at the end of a long cycle of decadence. All their ideas are shopworn and stale. Their promise of liberation ends in chains.
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I've been everywhere -- at least, I feel like it

It was a long day. I got up and out the door in good order, but when I reached Nashville, I realized I had left my keys for the gate and cabin at home. I was driving Deanne's car, you see, since my truck is on the fritz. So, it was back to Downhill from Walmart, and then back on the road.

I got to Wilderstead in good time, and pitched into cleaning up the building site and cabin. It was a big job. But then, I tried to start my generator, and I couldn't get it to fire up. Which meant no vacuuming. I had to be content with merely sweeping out the cabin, which leaves a lot of dust. Oh well, another day.

I hastened over to Fairfield to meet Anna and Brian and the boys at Jungle Jim's. Parking was crazy, and so was the crush inside. Hey, it was a Saturday in December at the Jungle, you know? All kinds of good things greeted us. But no boars' heads. They were temporarily out, so I need to go back over Wednesday. Aaaargh!

Oh well, I got to spend some good time with people I love. We ate at the Old Spaghetti Factory, and then I hit the road for home.

I took this pic at the Olive Bar in Jungle Jim's. Daniel loves olives and heaped up a whole container to munch on. James doesn't like olives, and his expression shows it.


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