Tuesday, April 27, 2010

Waiting for the good news

It is hard not to be offended by the sanctimonious vanity of Monsignor Charles Drennan's sermon (The Press, page A15, Monday April 26).

The Monsignor appears ignorant of the vast irony of his assertion that priests bring Christ 'in a personal way and in a sacramental way' into the scope of lived experience, especially given the myriad unsurprising pedophiliac moments and events that have emerged despite the Roman church's reported efforts to hide beneath a vestment of invisibility offenses know to it.

While it is obvious from the Monsignor's sermon that he sincerely is dedicated to his religion and his church, it is also obvious that his concern over further cheapening 'the complexity of what we face' by addressing it directly, is informed more by the frail and morally defensive position he has adopted than by a passion for giving witness to the suffering wrought by the vile violations of broken trust and the shattering of lives prompted by his offending brothers' ministry of vulnerable boys.

I am sure that I am not alone in believing that their 'way' was at once too personal and too void of grace.I have no doubt that there is a spiritual weeping and gnashing of teeth among ecclesiasticals almost to a man as well as among the householders who are the church's faithful.

I am certain that the suffering caused by some brothers is anguishing for the rest of the family. But I am equally certain that until Monsignor Drennan and his brothers publicly confess and apologise without qualification for the abuses committed by office bearers of their institution, the child protection policies and procedures of which he is perversely so proud are merely ink on paper and not yet good news.

Sunday, January 6, 2008

The Journey of a Thousand Grains of Rice Begins With a Single Word

According to the United Nations, about 25,000 people die each day from hunger or hunger-related causes, most of them children.

Play the FreeRice vocabulary game and help ease global suffering–for each correct answer the site's sponsors donate 20 grains of rice through the United Nations to hungry people around the world.

You can set your computer to remember your vocabulary level and donation total so that each time you return to FreeRice, you pick up from where you left off. To do this go to the Options page and click the bottom circle below and then click Set Options.

"To put the world right in order, we must first put the nation in order; to put the nation in order, we must first put the family in order; to put the family in order, we must first cultivate our personal life; we must first set our hearts right."–Confucius

Tuesday, January 1, 2008

Bringing in the New


“We can only appreciate the miracle of a sunrise if we have waited in the darkness.”–Anon

Tuesday, December 18, 2007

Carmie B and the D Man's Big Aotearoan Adventure


After an interminable wait of months and months and yet more months (the 31-day ones too, not the breezy and quick standard issue 30-day ones) Carmie B and the D Man finally broke through the long white cloud and landed in Otautahi.

And given the high levels of excitement, not a minute too soon; actually, as it happens, 24-hours too late, but that's another story and it would appear, a Herman genetic aberration (Mr Mikey having once arrived at the departure lounge a full month early for a flight to Wellington).

A whirlwind trip of just five days, CB&D had a full run of seasons during their short stay, including a visit by La Nina and unseasonally humid weather with the mercury pushing over 30 degrees for a day or two.

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Saturday, December 15, 2007

Tuesday, November 27, 2007

International Opening of Two Hermanator Exhibitions

JINGLE JANDLE MOURNING is a rather random collection of some of my favourite art done by the Hermanator Youngers. More primitive than Bill Hammond's Jingle Jangle Morning exhibition by a feather and not quite as vast, Jingle Jandle Mourning is still a frank and intense expression of self-discovery, loss of innocence, coupled with a smattering of whimsy. There are no bird men here but there is a magnificent steed with a golden mane.

Jingle Jandle Mourning Exhibition by the Hermanator Youngers


WATER ART has been hailed by Robert Studley Forrest Hughes as a milestone in visual communication packing a visceral and imaginative clout calibrated on the Awe and Wonder scale. When asked to comment on the collection, Mr Mikey unassumingly said: "My brush is pure sunshine and my canvas a few fathoms of water."

If you think I'm making up the Studley bit then you're in for a nasty shock. As with the best of contemporary researchers, I verify all facts on Wikipedia before committing them to cold type.

Water Art By Mr Mikey