Sowell contrasts modern boxing with golden age boxing.
If there’s a Mormon mission out there with a mission rule against impersonating FBI agents, this is why.
President Maxwell taught us that we really only have our will to give. He’s right, but we’ve started giving a gift each year to Christ during the Christmas season, some small devotion usually. It lights up the season for us.
“Because its Christmas Eve, not Christmas Steve.” Coming soon to a surreally vast rightwing conspiracy near you.
This essay from Ross Douthat is brilliant. Ostensibly a review of Avatar, its really a bright light exposing the meaningless guff that is popular pantheism and naive nature worship (as opposed from serious conservationism and environmental protection). (more…)
Because tearing down a building with a giant backhoe seems like too much fun to be “work”, what? (more…)
As I was singing in the bath this AM–why do the streets have no name, do you think? Negligence in the municipal roads departments?–I pulled up from the treasure vaults of memory something I’ve been meaning to tell you. (more…)
Dear Times and Seasons,
A comment at your web site by one of your writers, Frank McIntyre, filled me with disappointment, but not so full that there wasn’t room left for disgust. Those feelings were particularly intense because they were in response to reading something so ugly in a place intended to interest faithful Latter-day Saints. In order to express his indifference to the material stocked on shelves of Deseret Book, Mr. McIntyre chose to add more color to the expression of his sentiments by claiming “I have no dog in this fight.” How can Mr. McIntyre be so indifferent to the cruelty of dog fighting that he thinks it is acceptable to use such a phrase?
Suppose one of his children heard that phrase and wanted him to explain what it meant. Imagine their horror as they came to understand that below the surface, their father’s mind is laced with gambling and bloodshed. He should spend some time volunteering at a shelter for abused animals so he can fully feel the inappropriateness of his words and thoughts. Alternatively, if he has a free weekend coming up, he and I could meet at Club Gallistico in San Juan to consider some—ah—economic propositions. He’d better bring plenty of green, because I don’t want to fly home with a pocketful of IOUs.
Most insincerely,
John R. Mansfield
“The whole earth, perpetually steeped in blood, is nothing but an immense altar on which every living thing must be sacrificed without end, without restraint, without respite until the consummation of the world, the extinction of evil, the death of death.”
-De Maistre