The above is the well-chosen title of H.W. Brands’s biography of Franklin Delano Roosevelt. The idea was that Roosevelt, who came from Old Money, behaved in an unexpected way, given his high-class background. His wife, Eleanor, could dabble in extreme left-wing causes, because that was a result of her education, and she was a woman, after all.
I think it’s about time that we finally admit that the Triune Godhead is not found in the Bible, that we got it later than that. Especially because the evangelical heretics now taking over the Orthodox Church are pretty clearly Trinitarian, even with their view of the Bible as a sort of rule book.
Gatha
The title above is taken from the second act of Hamlet. Polonius asks Hamlet what he’s reading, and Hamlet answers with the above. I think it shows that Shakespeare, speaking through Hamlet, admits that words are provisional, and then goes on using them very skillfully.
If she were a Buddhist, everyone would be rushing to call her a bodhisattva. Yad Vashem, in Israel, awarded her the prize called Righteous Among the Nations. But, because she was a Christian, she is instead called a Saint. But it doesn’t matter too much. Those are only words, and inadequate to really describe her radical degree of compassion. They are only stabs at it, as all words are.
I used to write essays and poetry, which I would send out to a list of folks for critique. Sometimes I would change them, based on that critique. (The only one that got zero criticism and only praise was “Heretic’s Testament” in case you’re interested).
Idolatry
There was a guy, went for a walk.
He didn’t lollygag or balk,
Nor did he think it very odd,
This walk was what he’d once called, “god.”
