Canada Customs and the Pope

Since I am not likely to set much finger to keyboard for the purposes of this blog any time soon, and since although not a hermit I am doing a fairly good impression of a reticent and occasionally growly troll hiding under a bridge — here is a somewhat silly video from a Canadian political/social comedy series which my family and I enjoyed watching when we weren't cringing over 'inappropriate' bits.




As far as things I don't mind talking about are concerned, the news I've been following lately also comprised a great deal about the new Pope. Having been thoroughly disgruntled by his predecessor and prone to speaking very lightly of the Vatican, it sort of bowled me over to find that by a simple choice made over two or three days, I have been basking in a kind of rosy haze at the thought of Pope Franciscus. The novel idea of seeing God's work as going amongst the poor and needy and, heaven forfend, even listening to them — instead of reading up and holding endless speeches on dusty theological disputes; dusting off ceremonious chasubles or other antiquated trappings which had been discarded by less tradition-happy popes; and carefully keeping away from the other religions which are suddenly all evil again since Pope John Paul II died — has been so entrancing that I even thought of attending church again.

As suspected, I didn't act on this impulse, but it feels nice to be in a state of mind where I'd sincerely consider it. On the other hand, Franciscus's vivid acquaintance with The Evil One (to whom he ascribed a role in certain gay marriage legislation in Argentina, and whose name he dropped on the Pontifex Twitter account) seems a little naive to me. Belief in a red man with horns and a forky tail is not really supported by the actual text of the Bible, if I am properly informed, and there is something undignified about it unless you have a true, mature feeling for apocalyptic upheaval and sinisterness like a Hieronymus Bosch. Similarly, I think that fantasizing about satan is an odd activity (and a misdirection of energies) for a man of God.

Another thing that impresses me as human and sensible about the new Pope, though, is that he seems to be trying to lead as ordinary of a life as possible — walking amongst hoi polloi, talking with people he disagrees with, living in quarters which are about what he has been accustomed to, speaking the language of the neighbourhood where he lives instead of Latin, travelling in a vehicle which does not look too silly, making his own arrangements re. newspaper delivery, and (metaphorically speaking) not wearing too many bells and whistles. It seems an excellent way to remain reasonably levelheaded.

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I would talk about university stuff, but the last semester was the WORST (not so much terrible as pointless and irritating) and I'm grumpy about having to return from the holidays in mid-April.

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Lastly, for people who are not excessively bored by Twitter and are interested in the issue of gay marriage, here is a link to a lovely though unexpected political statement by the American lifestyle (well, not that kind of lifestyle) magazine Martha Stewart Living. It refers to the 'equals sign'  =  which has been adopted and spread as a pro-gay-marriage symbol by (I think) the Human Rights Campaign. [Link] I found it quite heartwarming — unlike the decision of the US Supreme Court not to decide on 'Prop 8' yet. Someone wrote a comment underneath the photo that the magazine would lose Twitter 'followers'; in fact I have kept track of it and its numbers have gone from 46,429 to 46, 451.