Saturday, August 06, 2005
Hoorah for Saturday being over. And even more of a hoorah for the three day weekend I have coming! (Sunday, Monday and Tuesday!) I cannot wait! It's really a beautiful thing. :)
Tonight I went to Festa Italiana. There were a lot of Italians there, but even more Italian wannabes. It's like the Irish wannabes that surface around St. Patrick's Day. Oy vey. However, it was a lot of fun, despite the fact that it was overrun by scantily clad hormonal high schoolers. Ah, high school. I wouldn't go back for the world. Anyway, the music was good, the food was good, and it was good to actually have something to do. And something cultural, at that! I love culture like crazy!! :) The music was put on by a Rat Pack trio, doing old classics from back in the day, and later on there was the daughter of Louie Prima, who supposedly was big back in the day (I had never heard of him, except I did know some of his music, like "Jump, Jive and Wail"). She was decent...it was just a strange situation...almost as if she were forcing her father's legacy to carry on vicariously through her. Odd, but nice.
After tonight, I have 4 words:
Polish. Fest. August. 16th.
Yessssssssssssssssss. Bring your polka shoes, and be ready for some pierogies!
I just have one small rant. Actually, it's rather large, but I don't feel like ranting at such great length. Here is the condensed version:
Why do people think that "soon we'll all be speaking Latin" on account of Pope Benedict? Seriously, like he would really try to make the world speak Latin? Or take away the vernacular completely, after it has been implemented for the past 40 years? Like, seriously, people. Use your brains. And stop your whining about the fact that the "altar might get turned around". In Sacrosanctum Concilium Paul VI never states that the altar had to be turned toward the people in the first place...sooooo, if the altar WERE to be turned back around, it wouldn't be on account of anything other than we were technically never told to face it the direction it is facing! And seriously, if that is where your crisis of faith begins, you need to reevaluate what the Church and all Her beauty and Truth means to you. I'm getting to the point, though, where I'm going to scream next time I hear a comment about "we'll all be speaking Latin" or "it'll all be Gregorian chant" or the direction of the altar...because to me, it's one of those things that if Holy Mother Church has mandated it, She has a good reason for it (which She always makes evident to us through encyclicals and other writings), and we, as the faithful, should trust in Her wisdom and knowledge gained throughout 2000 years of history. So stop your complaining, go learn something about why we do what we do, and then teach someone else the Truth of the matter that you were just tearing to pieces. Because...you never know, but...(gasp!) you could be wrong!
ARGH!
So that's my minor rant...believe me, I've been trying to be charitable about it - it's gotten to the point where I feel like I'm ignoring the spiritual work of mercy to "instruct the ignorant"...
19 days until I move into Loras!
Anyway, I'm off to bed. Sleep, glorious, beatific, magnificent sleeeep.
Caritas et veritas.
Tonight I went to Festa Italiana. There were a lot of Italians there, but even more Italian wannabes. It's like the Irish wannabes that surface around St. Patrick's Day. Oy vey. However, it was a lot of fun, despite the fact that it was overrun by scantily clad hormonal high schoolers. Ah, high school. I wouldn't go back for the world. Anyway, the music was good, the food was good, and it was good to actually have something to do. And something cultural, at that! I love culture like crazy!! :) The music was put on by a Rat Pack trio, doing old classics from back in the day, and later on there was the daughter of Louie Prima, who supposedly was big back in the day (I had never heard of him, except I did know some of his music, like "Jump, Jive and Wail"). She was decent...it was just a strange situation...almost as if she were forcing her father's legacy to carry on vicariously through her. Odd, but nice.
After tonight, I have 4 words:
Polish. Fest. August. 16th.
Yessssssssssssssssss. Bring your polka shoes, and be ready for some pierogies!
I just have one small rant. Actually, it's rather large, but I don't feel like ranting at such great length. Here is the condensed version:
Why do people think that "soon we'll all be speaking Latin" on account of Pope Benedict? Seriously, like he would really try to make the world speak Latin? Or take away the vernacular completely, after it has been implemented for the past 40 years? Like, seriously, people. Use your brains. And stop your whining about the fact that the "altar might get turned around". In Sacrosanctum Concilium Paul VI never states that the altar had to be turned toward the people in the first place...sooooo, if the altar WERE to be turned back around, it wouldn't be on account of anything other than we were technically never told to face it the direction it is facing! And seriously, if that is where your crisis of faith begins, you need to reevaluate what the Church and all Her beauty and Truth means to you. I'm getting to the point, though, where I'm going to scream next time I hear a comment about "we'll all be speaking Latin" or "it'll all be Gregorian chant" or the direction of the altar...because to me, it's one of those things that if Holy Mother Church has mandated it, She has a good reason for it (which She always makes evident to us through encyclicals and other writings), and we, as the faithful, should trust in Her wisdom and knowledge gained throughout 2000 years of history. So stop your complaining, go learn something about why we do what we do, and then teach someone else the Truth of the matter that you were just tearing to pieces. Because...you never know, but...(gasp!) you could be wrong!
ARGH!
So that's my minor rant...believe me, I've been trying to be charitable about it - it's gotten to the point where I feel like I'm ignoring the spiritual work of mercy to "instruct the ignorant"...
19 days until I move into Loras!
Anyway, I'm off to bed. Sleep, glorious, beatific, magnificent sleeeep.
Caritas et veritas.
