The auto-da-fé

It won't stop snowing. This isn't funny anymore. If it ever was. Not now. Not now that this may be the winter of our undoing. 'Tis the season of bad moons and black moons, cold stars and colder sunlight. 'Tis the season of ever winter and never Christmas. 'Tis the season of the Inquisitor. All … Continue reading The auto-da-fé

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Hold away despair

Last week, I heard a 16-year-old violinist on the radio paraphrasing a Catholic priest who said that prayer set to music counts three times as much as a regular prayer. Leaving aside the numerous problems with this idea - I mean, for starters, even if we assume prayer is a real thing, what does it … Continue reading Hold away despair

2013: Just a Box of Rain?

"We all got up to dance, Oh, but we never got the chance, For as the players tried to take the field, The marching band refused to yield. [...] And in the streets, the children screamed, The lovers cried, and the poets dreamed, But not a word was spoken; The church bells all were broken." … Continue reading 2013: Just a Box of Rain?