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March 10, 2008

U2 - 3D

Friday night I went to see U2 - 3D.

AWE-some is almost all I have to say. It was like watching the band up close through a window. From time to time animations were projected on the window but they also ran behind band members too.

Here's a review from Christianity Today.

Go. See. It.

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Herman Melville, call your agent

Cool pics indeed of a white whale off the Alaskan coast.

Of course, since I'm evil, I saw that and thought of a nice aioli sauce.

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Green, the color of Lent, coming soon to a RC Church near you!

About five weeks ago, Robbo did a post noting some silly program in the Episcopal Church encouraging people to think about things like their "carbon footprint" and whatnot for Lent, which served as a marvelous jumping off point for some of our more shall we say less nuanced commentators to go into full overdrive spittle flecking "Episcopals are Apostates" mode.

Here was the keygraph:

(I wonder does anybody go to Confession with a laundry list of the number of times they've forgotten to turn off a lamp, used plastic bags or failed to separate their paper and glass recycling?)

The answer? You will have to now!



Recycle or go to Hell, warns Vatican
By Malcolm Moore in Rome
Last Updated: 12:01am GMT 10/03/2008

Failing to recycle plastic bags could find you spending eternity in Hell, the Vatican said after drawing up a list of seven deadly sins for our times.

The seven, which include polluting the environment, were announced by Monsignor Gianfranco Girotti, a close ally of the Pope and the head of the Apostolic Penitentiary, one of the Roman Curia's main court.

Polluting the environment by failing to recycle is one of the new seven deadly sins

The "sins of yesteryear" - sloth, envy, gluttony, greed, lust, wrath and pride - have a "rather individualistic dimension", he told the Osservatore Romano, the official Vatican newspaper.

The new seven deadly, or mortal, sins are designed to make worshippers realise that their vices have an effect on others as well.

"The sins of today have a social resonance as well as an individual one," said Mgr Girotti. "In effect, it is more important than ever to pay attention to your sins."

According to Roman Catholic doctrine, mortal sins are a "grave violation of God's law" and bring about "eternal death" if unrepented by the act of confession.

They are far more serious than venial sins, which impede a soul's progress in the exercise of virtue and moral good.

Mgr Girotti said genetic modification, carrying out experiments on humans, polluting the environment, causing social injustice, causing poverty, becoming obscenely wealthy and taking drugs were all mortal sins.

Sounds like it's a mortal sin now to be American, at least by Euro-weenie standards.

The fun part? For us, the MDG's are entirely optional, and you may feel free to ignore. For you guys? Not so much.

Cue it up, Abbot and Mrs. P: The horror!

Wait, there's more:

The comments of the original "Green Lent" post veered into attacking the Episcopal Church for promoting birth control by--horrors!-- promoting use of condoms. Not to go all humane vitae on you guys, but this is one of the funniest things I've read in awhile:

A Vatican-sanctioned sex guide is encouraging churchgoers to make love more often in an effort to offset "impotence and frigidity" and address papal concerns over declining birth-rates among Italian Roman Catholics.

The controversial book, It's A Sin Not To Do It, written by two theologians, promises the reader answers to "everything you wanted to know about sex but the Church (almost) never dared to tell you".

In their attempt to galvanise the faithful, Roberto Beretta and Elisabetta Broli, who write regularly for the Italian Bishops' magazine, Avvenire, have written one of the raciest works ever to deal with the Church and sex.

Bullet points on the jacket cover underline the central message: "Sex? God invented it. Original sin? Sex has nothing to do with it. Without sex there is no real marriage."

"When people think of the Church and sex, they think of prohibitions and taboos," said Beretta. "But there is a very different and positive side to Church doctrine which needs to be emphasised."

In both style and content, the guide - published earlier this month - marks a radical break with traditional Church pronouncements on physical intimacy. Forty years ago, the Vatican published a notorious set of guidelines for courting Catholics that outlawed even French kissing before marriage.

The pages of It's A Sin Not To Do It, however, feature a frank interview with Cardinal Ersilio Tonini in which he emphasises that "the Church is not an enemy of the flesh". He argues that Vatican doctrine has always defended the "nobility of sexuality", which is regarded by the Church as a "treasure" of humanity.

Another chapter likely to raise eyebrows unearths theological justification for post-coital masturbation for women who fail to achieve orgasm during intercourse.

Beretta told The Telegraph: "The Church is not against sex. Something needed to be done about the cliches and stereotypes. The Church is not only about forbidding the use of contraception and warning against the sins of the flesh.

"In view of the trivialisation of sex and the rise of impotence and frigidity in consequence, as well as the increasing number of only children, it is better for the Church to promote sex in the right circumstances, instead of just focusing on prohibitions and perversions."

The authors have included passages taken from previous papal statements on sexuality, and pronouncements from cardinals who advocate a "healthy Catholic materialism" about marital sex.

The Vatican has regularly expressed its concerns over Italy's low birth rate, which stands at fewer than nine births per thousand inhabitants. Two years ago, in an address to the Italian parliament, Pope John Paul described the declining rate as "a serious threat that weighs on the future of the country".

According to Beretta, the book is a comprehensive summary of Church doctrine on sexuality, couched in deliberately populist language.

He said: "We deliberately set out to discuss the Church's attitude towards sex in frank, secular language. But everything in this book is taken from conventional doctrine. Because of the widespread assumption that the Church loathes sexuality, most people are not aware of the positive things it has to say about physical intimacy."

He is now awaiting reader reaction. "The Vatican has not raised any concerns about the tone and style of the book," he said. "Some people might find it a little direct. But at least after reading this book, they will have a balanced picture of what the Church actually thinks about sex."

No word on whether there's a picture of a pouty-mouthed buck-toothed Ethel Kennedy in a leather bustierre and whip on the cover...

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I never would have guessed . . .


Find out how totally 80's are you at LiquidGeneration!
. Via Special Agent Bedhead.

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March 09, 2008

Counter to the narrative

Damn that pesky science: sea-levels set to fall dramatically over next millenia.

Sea levels are set to fall over millions of years, making the current rise blamed on climate change a brief interruption of an ancient geological trend, scientists said on Thursday.

They said oceans were getting deeper and sea levels had fallen by about 170 meters (560 ft) since the Cretaceous period 80 million years ago when dinosaurs lived. Previously, the little-understood fall had been estimated at 40 to 250 meters.

"The ocean floor has got on average older and gone down and so the sea level has also fallen," said Bernhard Steinberger at the Geological Survey of Norway, one of five authors of a report in the journal Science.

"The trend will continue," he told Reuters.

A computer model based on improved understanding of shifts of continent-sized tectonic plates in the earth's crust projects more deepening of the ocean floor and a further sea level decline of 120 meters in 80 million years' time.

If sea levels were to fall that much now, Russia would be connected to Alaska by land over what is now the Bering Strait, Britain would be part of mainland Europe and Australia and Papua island would be the same landmass.

The study aids understanding of sea levels by showing that geology has played a big role alongside ice ages, which can suck vast amounts of water from the oceans onto land.

Bushco is surely to blame.

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The 3 a.m. phone call ad,

SNL version. Via The Jawa Report and Michelle Malkin.

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March 08, 2008

Any suggestions for places to eat in El Paso?

Business takes me there next weekend.

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"I am Buzz Lightyear

I come in peace." The Future ROTC Scholarship Recipient is back on a Toy Story kick. The name he was given at birth is not good enough and he has taken to telling everyone he will henceforth be known as Buzz Lightyear. We have had at least two father-son talks about that there is a time for playing, a time for pretending, and a time to be serious. Preschool, speech therapist, Mass, directives from Mrs. LMC, and father-son talks are all serious, all the time. This is getting through his stubborn little head some of the time. Hhmmm-must get that from my bride's side of the family.

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Where's Robbo?

I know relatively few people wander into the ol' Butcher's Shop over the weekends, but if you're showing up here bright-eyed and bushy-tailed on Monday morning looking for fresh Yips!, I have to report that I won't be here.

Indeed, I will be away on my travels all week and won't get back to Orgle Manor until Friday evening. And lest you get any funny idea in your collective imagination that this constitutes some kind of Spring Break for Robbo, let me just tell you here and now that it's going to be nothing of the sort - this trip is work related, and not only that, it's a-gonna be hellish.

Anyhoo, I'm calling out the rest of our herd to step it up in my absence. (Indeed, it may even be time for an appearance of the Scottish Dwarf, who hasn't been round here in a while.) And I'll see you lot hopefully when I get back.

Yip! Yip! Yip!

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March 07, 2008

Not So Home Alone - Now With Morning After UPDATE

HomeAlone.jpgHomeAlone.jpgHomeAlone.jpgHomeAlone.jpgHomeAlone.jpgHomeAlone.jpgHomeAlone.jpgHomeAlone.jpgHomeAlone.jpg The eldest Llama-ette is celebrating her tenth birthday today (even though it is not actually for another couple weeks). She is doing so with a large early evening party, after which something like six of her friends are going to stay for a sleepover.

Thank Heaven we at least have a basement.

UPDATE: In the "Last Thing I Expected To Be Doing After An Awful Day At The Office And A Soaking Commute Home" catagory, I found myself spending much of last evening playing successive games of Trivial Pursuits Jr. with various batches of young ladies who wandered up from the basement from time to time. (I've noticed more and more lately that the Llama-ettes' friends are beginining to glom on to me whenever given the opportunity. Go figure.)

What was hi-larious about it was the fact that this edition of the game (which the Missus picked up for a buck at some thrift shop) came out some time in the mid-80's. While all the gels did very well with topics such as science, sports and books, most of the cultural references were utterly out of date and they looked at me in completely blank incomprehension when I asked questions such as what was the name of She-Ra's castle, who was the arch-enemy of the Masters of the Universe and what fast-food chain's food is "finger-lickin' good". Indeed, one question even involved the use of a rotary telephone - one of the guests got it right, so she informed me, because she's "seen a lot of old movies".

UPDATE DEUX: I forgot to mention that for party favors, the Missus got a whole crate-load of Webkinz frogs. I begin to understand how Pharoah felt.

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I'm Robbo the Llama And Today I'm A Cornhusker

Absent-mindedly walked off from the llamamobile this morning without my umbrella and there's a near certainty of rain in Dee Cee this afternoon. The only back-up I have is a little pop-up University of Nebraska brollie that I picked up on my travels a few years ago.

Just in case you see me and, you know, get confused.

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Happy Birthday to LMC fav

Rachel Weisz who is 37 today. Stalker photo gallery here. Birthday news via the intellectual section of the local fish wrapper.

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March 06, 2008

Random Commuter Observations

Dee Cee's metro system continually broadcasts various courtesy and safety messages over its intercom system. This morning, something odd about them occurred to me.

One of the messages is a gentle reminder not to block the left side of the escalators so that people may walk up and down if they wish. It starts, "Hi! You may have noticed we have a lot of escalators in our system. Most people prefer to stand to the right." (It doesn't include the interjection "Golly!" at the beginning, but you can sense that from its general tone.)

Another message is the result of 9/11 and heightened security. It starts, "'Is that your bag?' These little words can mean so much...." It's so fubsy that one half-expects an outburst of baby-talk or the rhyming of "June" and "moon".

But the third message that has started airing lately is about food. "Would you pay a hundred dollars for a burger? I wouldn't. But that's just what will happen to you if you get caught eating in the metro system." Also, almost all the free-standing signs at the stations are of the same ilk: Eating and drinking is prohibited in the metro. "It's the law." This is as close to Achtung! as you're going to get there.

Now as a matter of fact, I fully understand the anti-consumption policy. Metro is relatively free of rats and other vermin and the authorities want to keep it that way. All well and good. But I would also think the serious, almost hostile tone of its messages would be equally applicable to the detection of suitcase bombs or other IED's. And I would especially take such a tone when it comes to the matter of clueless tourons clogging up the escalators.*** If it were up to me, I'd have a continual loop of Holly Hunter yelling, "Stayund to thu' raaaight!!" playing on all of them.

Just sayin'.

(***A sure sign of spring in Your Nation's Capital: Robbo starts his annual bitching about the tourons.)

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Nature's Welfare Cheats

First it's deer and rabbits in the garden. Then it's squirrels in the bird-feeder. Then the house is over-run with mice scuttling 'neath the floorboards. Now, for the past three nights, it's a raccoon breaking into the bird-feeder.

Grrrr.

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March 05, 2008

John McCain And The "Respectful" Campaign

In his victory speech last night, Sen. John McCain gave his best wishes to Gov. Mike Huckabee who had, minutes earlier, ended his campaign. He then told a room full of supporters that he looked forward to making “a respectful, determined and convincing case to the American people that our campaign and my election as President, given the alternatives presented by our friends in the other party, are in the best interests of the country we love”.

More below the fold...

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Gratuitous Swimming the Tiber Observation

Tonight's topic at RCIA class, as we get closer and closer to the Big Day, is going to be preparation for First Confession.

Duh, Duh, Duh, Daaaaaaah!!

I've been fretting about this in a casual way for a few weeks now. Not that I'm not looking forward to it, mind you. The General Confession that is part of the Anglican Eucharistic Rite has always struck me as unsatisfactory, given that it is in the form of a generic liturgy spoken by the entire congregation and specifics are never gone into. Perhaps there are some people who can make a detailed examination of their conscience and full acknowledgment of sin in such a setting, but I'm not one of them. And troof be told, I look forward to the cleansing sensation of having to face my faults on a much more personal level and in front of a pro.

No, what I fret about is simply not being able to remember everything. Mom thinks I'm crazy, and I certainly wouldn't call myself an especially villainous person, but, well, I am 43 after all and life happens. Should I bring an outline? Scribble notes on my shirtcuff? No doubt I will get some answers this evening.

As a matter of fact, I've an idea that I'm going to get tagged for sins of omission much more heavily than sins of commission. Bad news, though, Steve-O. I'm gonna have to fess up about that incident with the bullfrogs, the duct-tape, the gallon of Valvoline and the effigy of Susan Sarandon. (It's not like He doesn't know already, but I'll still need to say something.)

HUGENOT AND PROUD YIPS from Steve-O: Two observations. First, rent a copy of Heaven Help Us. The confession scene with Kevin Dillon says it all. My best advice to you: lie, and add a lie to your list of sins. Because, to paraphrase Dillon's immortal Rooney, the Nuns are going to come and cut yours off if you tell the truth about your last week in College.

Second, don't forget to include stealing a bucket of balls, going to the top of Foss Hill, and driving three woods in the direction of the library. Because that's like a sin on a number of levels. I don't think you were part of the raiding party that stole that statue of the Virgin Mary out of that guy's front lawn on Waverly Ave., so I think you're in the clear on that.

Also, memory seems to recall that you got a kick out of humming "Wang Chung" in the boat on mornings when I was particularly hung-over, so annoying an actual-then member of the Roman Catholic faith? That's gonna cost you.

And, as an editorial comment, The Rite of the Reconciliation of a Penitent begins on page 446 of The Book of Common Prayer, and runs to page 452, occuring right before Ministration to the Sick and after Thanksgiving for a Child.

"Bless Me Father For I Have Over-Gripped And @#($*&#(!!! Shanked It AGAIN!" Yips! Back From Robbo: Ah, that Foss Hill episode. I think the closest I came to damnation was when I almost beaned that guy jogging on the track. Also, I may have swiped the balls, but somebody else stole the shopping cart. And in general, at least I never stood on the roof of a certain frat house trying to lay mashie shots on the roof of a certain radical fembot collective down the hill.

BLESS ME FATHER FOR I HAVE SINNED, BECAUSE I WON'T OFFER SLAVISH SUBSERVIENCE TO MONKISH IGNORANCE AND SUPERSTITION YIPS from Steve-O: Mashie? The building in question was a 9 iron at most away, downhill.

No, the closest you came to tarnation was something involving an old easy chair, a pitcher of grain coladas, and a David Bowie mixtape. Oh, and the big jar of fluffernutter you stole from my fridge the same night. I'd always assumed that was for a post-luvin' snack, but if that got used during, well, they're going to make room for you amongst the Albigensians in hell. (That's a spiffy Dante joke if I've got my heresies correct).

TDP? Same week, dude, different set of linens.

And if it was a sin to order 20 Dominoes Pizzas to be delivered to those commies who took over the president's office to hold a hunger strike, then I don't wanna go to heaven.

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Happy Birthday, Kent Tekulve!

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Born this day in 1947. Here are some stats from Wikipedia:

[A] former right-handed relief pitcher in Major League Baseball who played from 1974 to 1989 for the Pittsburgh Pirates, Philadelphia Phillies and Cincinnati Reds. He was known as a workhorse relief pitcher who led the major leagues in games pitched four times, appearing in 90 or more games three times. He holds the National League record for career innings pitched in relief (1,436⅔, and formerly held the major league record for career relief appearances; his 1,050 career games, all in relief, ranked second in major league history to Hoyt Wilhelm's 1,070 when he retired.

Tekulve and Mike Marshall are the only pitchers in baseball history to appear in 90 or more games more than once......[Tekulve's] best season came in 1979 when he appeared in 94 games, posting a 10-8 won-loss record and 31 saves. He also saved three games in the World Series that year as the Pirates defeated the Baltimore Orioles. He later led the NL in games pitched with 90 in 1987 while pitching for the Phillies at the age of 40. Tekulve owns the career record for most appearances without making a single start. In 1986 he broke Roy Face's NL record of 846 career games pitched; he held the record until John Franco passed him in 2004.

I was a Pirates fan as a kid and watched Tekulve pitch a lot. What I chiefly remember him for, of course, was his crazy submarine pitch, which indeed set up one of my earlier moral dilemmas: how to reconcile the fact that I enjoyed the success of his pitching style while, at the same time, knowing fully well that it Just Wasn't Right.

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MooKnew Kerchoo?

A couple days ago, the Llama blogrolls - left and right - disappeared from my page view on the computer housed in Robbo's Former Fortress of Solitude at Orlge Manor.

This morning, the same thing seems to be happening to the machine in my work cubicle.

Anybody else having this happen to them?

(Oh, yes, I forgot. The spam-filter has been set on "kill" recently, severely hampering commenting around here. Well, do your best anyway.)

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March 04, 2008

It's Official - John McCain 2008

The AZ Senator is as officially the GOP nominee as you can get, having passed the delegate count needed to clinch. Huckabee has just conceded.

OK, my friends. The time has come. You're either in or you're out. You either have a seat at the table or you're going out to eat your dinner on the front porch. Stomp your feet, bang your fists and hold your breath 'til you're blue in the face.

Sit it out in November, if you feel you must.

But the time has come for the rest of us to close ranks. The prospect may be a little distasteful for some, but the alternative would serve to undo all the modest gains of the last twenty-eight years. You have almost eight months to think it over. To let it sink in.

In the meantime, let the Donks rip themselves to shreds.

IT'S ON!

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I must confess that the prospect gives me a glimmer of joy

Hey Commissar: so I guess Joe Wilson was a partisan in-the-tank hack after all?

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