Redeem the Time

Let’s see…a Catholic medical school student wandering in the valleys of the culture of death [culture of 2=3] —Obstetrics and Gynecology, of course.

And then…everyone’s favorite unruly bachelor has gone from sleepy Ojai to Crazy Queens and now to a small town trailer park, which Seldom is, of course, managing [scroll and scroll for all the sordid, roach-ridden details]…

Meanwhile, this guy—still a protty after all those TAC years—has been blogging up a notsoproverbial electric storm, and getting more and more seriousinagoodway.

UPDATE:

Meanwhile Beitiathustra is melting the glacier he stands upon with his torrent of words on modern Physics and more…

Matthew Lickona still manages a post or two while working on his new book…I know how writing deadlines go (setting one’s own schedule, etc.) …I can’t imagine what a pain that would be as regards a full. on. book. Heh.

There are some interesting posts on the virtue of Hope, youth, and poetry (a bonus Gerard Manley Hopkins interpretation!) here, including this poem:

Upon the Young Ladies at Our Lady’s University

Lipstick splattered, powdered smears,
Discoloured streaks of ironed hair,
Mascara blots the crusted tears
Of Vulture eyes that search and stare

If you didn’t catch it, Fumare aired so much of Ave Maria Law School and College’s dirty laundry (but personally, I think its mostly clean) over the last few weeks that they recently started a separate blog to talk about all that schtuff.

Over in Gotham City, Joey debates about what race he’d prefer his sandwich-maker to be, and muses:

I often struggle with identify issues. Who am I as a white man and the child of a white father and white mother in America in the 21st century? I don’t have all the answers.