Monday, November 22, 2004
Hymnody
Let us examine what is and what is not a hymn, strictly speaking. In the liturgical setting it is common to call any religious song a hymn. This is not the case. A hymn traditionally speaking is a four part setting of a poetic text usually based on scripture and other elements of tradition. Protestant hymns tend to be based more exclusively on the Bible. However, "revival hymns" and Gospel as a whole do not necessarily dictate so. Catholics have few good hymns that they did not rip off from Protestants, namely Bach and Wesley. Some hymns are more common in certain denominations than others, and style varies greatly.
What is not a hymn? The harmonization of a hymn is essentially what distinguishes it from a song. Hymns' harmonic structure generally follows exact rules of voice leading and harmonization. There are of coarse numerous exceptions to this generalization and no one particular hymn is "perfect," even Bach's. The other key element of a hymn is that it is composed almost exclusively for choral singing. Songs, however popular and moving they may be, do not compare to hymns in terms of their musical creativity. Songs are generally, almost always, verse and refrain in form. There is an occasional ballad thrown in the mix, but generally these are not meant for congregational or choral singing. Songs often draw from folk traditions and are far less structured than the setting of a hymn.
So why do I have this superiority complex with regard to my liturgical music? I find it degrading as a musician to be asked to play and sing that which is rather uninteresting, mundane, and often over simplified in terms of its harmonic structure. While various songs may have untold spiritual value, they are decidedly trite with regards to how most of them approach harmony. I wish to be challenged and to challenge others to contemplate how many different voices, complex harmonies, and general musical continuity are the model for how Christendom is supposed to function. The degradation and disuse of the hymn, as it is frequently cast aside for something more new and showy, will inevitably leave us with a Church of little substance, depth, and meaning.
The hymn is in my humble opinion perhaps the greatest expression of the love of Christ in music. Hymns by design have an ordered plan and a loving creator. The words that we sing and the way that we sing them mean so very much, so very much even beyond ourselves. Hymns are a hopeful music, and it is this virtue to which we should direct our diremost attention.
Saturday, November 20, 2004
Why we should do things different
Tuesday, November 16, 2004
Forgiveness
Recently, I was blindsided by a past memory in high school. Frankly, I was just minding my own business helping a customer at work and the past decided to pick on me. There was nothing about that moment at all that should have triggered that memory. And, as small a moment as it was, it echoes through the halls of my history as a staunch reminder of how I deal with certain situations in my life.
Sophomore year of high school was the beginning of my academic career at St. Lawrence Seminary. My high school, small Catholic, all boys, boarding school, among other things, was a place in which to deepen ones spiritual connection with God and explore your own vocational calling. Discernment is to say the least a messy process. No one in my opinion just "knows" that you are going to be a priest, and if you were so firmly convinced of that, St. Lawrence made sure you knew there are options.
However, there are some things at my high school which are not optional. There is no option for example for girls to attend St. Lawrence. As a gay man, I could care less one way or another on that issue, unlike many of my more enlightened, seemingly feminist, classmates. (I am being sarcastic.) There is a host of rules that one must abide by and keeping all of the little ones strait is task enough because not all of them apply at all times. Which brings me to my point of contention: at St. Lawrence you are forbidden to wear any sort of hat indoors. Though, it is highly encouraged that you wear one outdoors in the winter. The latter needs little enforcement in
One blustery day my sophomore year of high school I was preparing to go outside and I put my stocking cap on in the lounge before I went out the first set of double doors to go outside. Fr Randy, our dorm prefect, was nearby and starkly reminded me that there are no hats in doors. I protested some and explained that I was very nearly out the door. After a bit of disapproval for his impudence, I was obliged to remove my cap. As I descended the stairs to the outer door I put my cap on but a few feet from the door. Fr Randy had in fact followed me to make sure that I didn't put it on. He then made me remove my stocking cap again but a few feet from the door, which I was clearly exiting.
Why am I concerned about this moment?
Fr. Randy was not motivated to truly improve student behavior, but rather to nit pick in the most annoying fashion. His motivation was to have some sport at my expense. I know this man took particular joy in lording this over me. I have never forgiven him for this. The only thing that I wanted out of this entire situation was to have my head warm before it met ice cold air. I think it particularly pernicious of Fr. Randy to insist upon otherwise.
This is a fine example of the extremes that the faculty at my high school regularly went to at length.
I cannot image any parent of any of the guys at my high school being worried over whether one of them momentarily had a stocking cap on before they went outside. It was a completely ridiculous humiliation that Fr. Randy decided to thrust upon me. I have never forgiven him for this. I will never be able to understand how someone can be that petty and insistent. This small rather stupid little moment in my past is important because it shows directly how personal liberty is chipped off at one piece at a time, bit by bit, so that you are left with nothing more than a mere pebble of liberty.
The point of this article is not to address the merits of hat wearing or liberty, but to confront the particular guilt I have for holding this angst against Fr. Randy all these years. We should forgive people; at least, that is the predominant opinion. This little story was an opportunity in my past to say to him, "Fr. Randy technically you are right I have violated the rules and I am sorry." Instead, I have projected very much hostility onto this man over something that, forgetting whatever motivations he had, I could have very gracefully obliged. This however, is not like me at all. I would rather fight, argue my point, and win. Had Fr. Randy and I been in a different place at a different time, I would have mopped the floor with him on this intrusion of personal liberty. However, the faculty at my high school had really dirty little tricks at their disposal and something like the hat rule was not a matter in which one cares to be victim to detention, community service, and a host of other lost privileges.
I can tell you I persist in my un-forgiveness for this reason. Fr. Randy has never apologized and I suspect never will. You cannot forgive those who will not be forgiven. You are thus obliged to maintain your position and let it rub you for whatever it is worth that you may not be victim to such an occurrence again.
Thursday, November 11, 2004
Open Wounds
Yet, This year will be different.
We have witnessed on our televisions, new papers, magazines, and electronic media the killing of hundreds of America's own. According to Iraq Coalition Casualty Count, as of yesterday Nov. 10th, 1,293 military casualties have occurred. That is one thousand two hundred ninety three sons and daughters that will not be coming home this holiday season or ever again except in a body bag.
Merry Christmas.
The civilian casualties in Iraq are estimated to be between 14,000 and 16,000 according to Iraq Body Count. Numbers are numbers and they are always disputable, however, when you consider we have just shy of 140,000 troops in Iraq, 15,000 or so civilian deaths doesn't seem unlikely. We are currently engaged what is called "nation building" in Iraq. Nation building is a nice euphemism for insurgents and the military bombing the hell out of stuff. Iraq is a modern war. However "modern" it may be, war by its very conception involves killing people and destroying property. Real nation building does not use guns.
If the death toll keeps steady through January we can expect that between 120 and 180 U. S. Soldiers will die. (total # dead [1293] divided by total months in Iraq to date [21] = 61.57 deaths per month on average) From the date of election Nov. 2 to Jan. 20 the date Congress convenes we will have lived through roughly three more months. 3 * 60 = 180
Happy New Year.
180 could be higher, especially with the attacks on Fallujah.
Happy MLK day.
War leaves wounds. Wounds leave scars.
I have a proposal for our lawmakers.
Get your asses to Washington and do something now. You should be there. You should be involved in the process of this war because you approved it. All your Merry Christmas, Happy New Year, and congratulations on your election are slighted this year by your faceless and inhuman approach to governing.
I have a proposal/comment for the American people.
During WWII our country did not continue on as usual. We planted victory gardens, bought war bonds, and put our female workforce to work. We didn't have time moan and groan over things. People took action. For those of you who didn't vote this year - shame on you. For those of you more concerned with whether or not gay people marry - shame on you. For those of you to afraid to speak out against killing - including myself on many occations - shame on you.
Conservatives are right we need to return to a nation in which there is values, shame, and consequences. However, we might just want to examine that which we should be more ashamed of.
Lesbians getting married? - Or - Innocent people dieing in Iraq?
Happy Veteran's Day
Last Man Out
Wednesday, November 10, 2004
Breakfast
This morning I ate breakfast @ 7:00.
My friend Bethany and I have this great spontaneous thing we do every so often where we'll randomly get together. She of course is UeberFabulous, I am hacking flem and selfishly devouring my bagel. Yesterday after a random encounter we had morning Chai and agreed that because I did not have cash on me, only my Visa, we would have breakfast together this morning at our favorite bagel shop. Someday, I am going to have them FedEx me my bagels when I move out of the area. It is interesting that even when I eat breakfast I never order breakfast food. In fact, the thought of pancakes, eggs, bacon, cereal, etc. has the effect of making me vomit. Actually the last time I ate pancakes I totally hugged the porcelain goddess. It is too early in the morning to visit my Porcelain Queen just to eat breakfast. Breakfast is safety hazard.
Tuesday, November 09, 2004
Shame On Texas!
We have many people to thank who monitor the state of political affairs for BLGTQAIB peoples. Five points extra credit for correctly identifying all of the letters in the above acronym. I will be periodically offering extra credit points to those people who read my blog and answer my little bits of trivia. They mean nothing at the moment, however I might just come up with a reward for the top sleuth.
For those of you who do not monitor the daily gay times of internet extractions,
1) Arkansas
2) Georgia
3) Kentucky
4) Michigan
5) Mississippi
6) Montana
7) North Dakota
8) Oklahoma
9) Ohio
10) Utah
11) Oregon
Texas aims to be number twelve. Rep. Warren Chisum Republic of Pampa,
This sentiment is commonly echoed in conservative media, particularly talk radio dominated by the Rush Limbaugh variety. I will freely admit I listen to his show. I know many of my liberal friends abhor the very mention of Mr. Limbaugh's name, however old Rushbo has become a useful demonstration and spokes person who does very much represent the current trend in politics with respect to the current Republican regime. Rush in conjunction with help from his callers often champions this new conservative revolution as the doing of alternative media sources like talk radio. Rush is of coarse the founder of it all, talent on loan from God. I am more than willing to give Rush whatever credit he claims for this revolution, indeed I think he deserves it.
His show has recently included lively discussion on the same-sex marriage debate. The conclusion of this discussion is that heterosexuals, man and woman, have a right to have an institution that is uniquely for them. Marriage for these Republicans, religious leaders, communities, and organizations is being strictly defined as the union between a man and a woman, nothing else.
President Bush has repeatedly cited that the dictionary posits that if you look up the meaning of the word marriage it will tell you that it is between a man and a woman. What Mr. Bush fails to point out is a very simple lexicographical principle: marriage as defined by which ever dictionary he used is what the word marriage meant at the time of that book's publication. What Mr. Bush fails to recognize is that gay rights people are not trying to redefine the institution of marriage, common everyday fags are doing it one couple at a time. Conservatives seem to largely ignore the real question of what exactly constitutes a marriage? A common law analysis would generously support the proposition that many gay couples are for all intensive purposes married. Traditionally, a marriage is a contract between two people, a man and a woman. Traditionally, this contact is conducted by the contracting parties through the application of a marriage license, a ceremony, and the exchange of the contractual obligations (vows). Tradition is not necessarily law unless enacted or written so, and certainly not in
Given that we have a certain freedom of expression in this country, more commonly understood as liberty, which is guaranteed by the 14th Amendment of the U. S. Constitution. The problem with liberty for the conservatives in our country is that it is understood, preserved, and delegated within a system of liberalism. Liberalism used here with a lower case "l" denotes not the quality of being "Liberal" as it is commonly understood, but rather the principled frame work set forth by John Locke and the founders of our country notably Thomas Jefferson, Thomas Paine, James Madison, and Patrick Henry. On March 23, 1775 Patrick Henry said, "Give me liberty or give me death." Liberalism will always defer matters of personal freedom to the individual. When a particular policy, law, or regulation infringes, unduly, unequally, or unnecessarily, it is not in keeping with the liberal tradition that our fundamental rights as Americans rest upon, that our forefathers shed blood for. It cannot be said to be a liberal thought to limit or legislate against liberty. The limitation of expression is for a different school of thought - fascism.
It should give us pause and great concern that anyone in this country is so disposed as to limit the liberty of their neighbors when it comes to defining something as personal as marriage. We the people in this country are not constricted to the definition of marriage as laid out by any particular book, religion, or president. Marriage will for always be how each and every couple defines it for themselves. Our founders may not have supported abortion, same-sex marriage, or even the unbridled expansion of the bureaucracy; however they did stand for personal freedom or liberty. They died so that we might be free. They knew that whether they had to endure the chance that personal choices that others made in their lives directly conflicted with their own personal values that to fundamentally limit those people's freedom was a direct threat to their own freedom. That is the truth. That is the simple truth of the founding of our county: to limit the freedom or liberty of even one person was to cause irreparable harm to the whole. We still struggle with the racial issues caused by slavery and continued rampant discrimination that followed. We refused to allow black people to marry white people then, we refuse to allow same-sex attracted people to marry now. Slavery is at the very best a scar on our nation. If slavery is a scar, then the oppression of gay people is a bleeding wound.
It should be particularly offensive to Liberals today that they are charged with being Godless and amoral. Liberalism as set forth by our founders in this country is based off of a very Christian premise that all humans are created equal. We call this concept human dignity. Rep. Warren Chisum's remark that amending the
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Promises
Some time ago I made certain promises to myself.
1) To be honest and upfront with myself.
2) To be self-fulfilled.
3) To LOVE others.
While these three simple propositions may seem overly general, I think it is important to remember that no matter who you are - values matter. We all have values - even us secular godless liberals. From these "values" we create certain sets of behavior. These behaviors become expectations, rules, laws, regulations, etc. Thus, these values that a moment ago seemed so very harmless become very enforceable. So let us examine this proposition: if I have made promises to myself, then I have values. Also following: if I have values, then I have certain sorts of sets of behavior. In our post-modern, really post-behavioralist era, we seem to be posting a lot of things, and such is the case here. While many people in eras gone by may have created articles such as this and shared them in letter or print of some sort or another, I post here. Posting is a behavior. Posting is a value. Posting matters. Harmless Posting is very enforceable. Posting is a promise. The reader can expect that I will continue to post, to express myself, because it matters. It matters to express what you think - what values you have - to others.
Values, promises, and behaviors are not set in stone. There is no one who is perfectly consistent. Indeed, even in the typing of this meager article, I have written in many inconsistencies. Some of them I have corrected - others I have not. While perhaps I have answered the question why do we have values? The real question is why do we continue to hold the values that we do - many nearly indefinitely? To be completely honest - I do not have an answer to this question. That is as much I have said in a great deal of time.
This "blog" - God how I despise that word - "blog" - it's a horrible contraction of our age. It's the ain't of the internet age. It speaks of mindless modern chatter. I feel uneducated just saying it. I think it reduces your overall IQ. Blog. Blog. Blog. Bla. Bla. Bla. I dislike contractions in general. Contractions inevitably lead to bad grammar. Language is inadequate enough without words that really aren't words at all, but a mere short cut of two words. Yet, because the two words have become one, we are forced to treat them as one word. You have this promise from me - I will only use contractions when I'm pissed off.
the Professor asked me once, "when are you going to get pissed off enough to really do something about it?" The "it" in this phase is applicable to many areas of my life. the Professor's sentiment - while said to me regarding a particular issue at the time - is a reverberation of my general attitude. My attitude sucks. I consider myself right now to be worse than an argumentative teenager. I am generally appalled at my total lack of substance, respect, intelligence, and unlovingness that is entirely transparent to others. I am shameless in my hate, ruthless in my contempt, and reeking of indignation. I'm bitter. All of these things have a(n) value(s) beneath them. We have not even scratched the surface with respect to un-entangling this mess. However, I provide some general disclaimers to any of the unfortunate souls who find themselves reading this:
1) I will adhere to all of the promises I have made thus far.
2) I will also break each and every one of them at least once.
3) I promise to keep promising.
I am going to come out of my "shell" so to speak - That is the purpose of this "blog" in the first place. You will note that my name is "lastmanout." I am the rotten egg.
Yours truly,
LastManOut