There once was a man. A giant among men. He was merry, he was virile, he was intolerant. He stood eight feet tall and had whiskers of black wire. Some said his father was Dionysus, others said Ares, though his mother was most undoubtedly Psyche. That is to say he was a man of fiery character and handsome countenance. He appreciated beauty, he was a friend of the arts, he could emit smells that would cause rodents to gag and choke. If the Oxford dictionary were to have pictures instead of definitions, his would be next to the word 'manly'. He was half a god. He was a man consummate.
This man sailed the great Californian coasts with none other than Ulysses. They sailed from the great northern cities to the south upon a boat fashioned by their own hands with bamboo and reeds. From the deck of the creaking ship he bellowed out 'O, Christmas Tree' so loud and so true that it nigh sounded German. So pleased were they by the sound, the Sirens dashed themselves against those same rocks that have claimed so many a sailor.
And when the bamboo cracked and the reeds soaked through, he swam the great depths of the ocean. He conversed with Poseidon. He wrestled the Kraken and prevailed. He was met at the shore by his great friends Perseus and Hercules, who are known only in legend to lesser men. They leapt from great heights, lo! even from the roofs of houses, solely to show their propensity towards masculinity. He proclaimed, 'I shall jump higher still!' and leapt without fear. Alas! He broke his leg. But he set the bone back through the skin with his own hands, and became stronger still.
With Achilles he would climb the great mount Olympus and challenge the gods. They would then descend to Hades and wrestle Cerberus. He would bring his nephew treasures wrest from the hands of Zeus and Pluto; even when it would bring to bear the wrath of the daughter of Ares, this man's own dear sister. His nephew would be presented with great sparkling unicorns, giant blue bears and small child sized dragons. He would take the boy to play the games of lesser men and capture loot as has never been seen before or since. The nephew would bring home truckloads of candy, finger puppets and handcuffs. Bilbo was writhing in envy. Solomon himself knew no such riches, nor could Midas have ever conceived them.
By night they would hunt the strange furry people who populated the trees of Ontario, and by day they would frolic in the pools of Riverside. He would toss his nephew in the air eight, ten, a hundred feet! The boy would then crash into the great waters with boyish laughter. He would take the boy, riding on his back, down to the great depths of the pools, to dance with the sea nymphs and speak with the mermaids. And so it came to be said that this man was among "the strongest men that the Earth has bred".
What is that you ask me… who is this man and where might he be found? Alas! I tell you, for his youth has left him. "No matter," you implore me, "I must find this man and seek his aid." But I tell you, his wiry whiskers have gone gray and his back is bent with age. "Surely there must be one adventure left in him," you continue, "like Arthur or Beowulf of old. He must still have one great feat left, if only one, as all great men do. Perhaps he shall slay the dragon that dwells below Lake Mathews, or battle the degenerate legions of Palm Springs…"
So be it. I relent. Argue no further. He is known by the name of Daniel Singer and he can be found in Riverside.
Thursday, June 19, 2008
Thursday, June 12, 2008
Contra Khouria FMG
In response to Kr. Mathewes-Green's 'When The Movie Trumps The Book' podcast.
I must raise my objections to the declaration that the movie adaptation of The Lord of the Rings is in fact "better" than the books themselves. Now, it may most certainly be that one can prefer the movies over the books, just as it is possible to prefer Steven King over Dostoevsky, but it is certainly not possible to say that King is in fact a better author than Dostoevsky. So it is that if someone were to say they prefer Peter Jackson to JRR Tolkien, I would question their taste, but just the same, it is a personal preference. To say that Jackson's story is indeed better that Tolkien's, or an improvement upon it, on the other hand, is outrageous - and not merely so from a purist's point of view.
Firstly, it must be stated that comparisons between the Ring trilogy and the Chronicles of Narnia are not correct. CS Lewis was often too hasty and prolific of an author, so it is quite possible to improve and correct inconsistencies in his work. Tolkien, on the other hand, was slow and obsessive about his art. In fact, the entire Trilogy was originally written as one book and meticulously revised and rewritten over literal decades. It was at the insistence of Tolkien's publisher that the book be split in three. What Jackson did in his movie adaptation was not iron out inconsistencies in the characters but rather he flattened their development. Neither did Jackson build upon the past 50 years, as testified by his admitted ignorance of Tolkien's 'eucatastrophe' theory of fairy-stories.
Furthermore, Lewis' Narnia are children's stories and explicitly Christian allegories. The stories and meanings are rather straight forward, and the movies have so far stayed true to the intent of the author. The Ring trilogy is of a different sort altogether, being that it is an adult fairytale, and as so, not an allegory. It was in many ways an outpouring of Tolkien's deepest beliefs and convictions, and as such, is a much greater piece of art - not to say that I do not find Lewis' work enjoyable. The movie adaptation of this work often unintentionally, and sometimes intentionally, downplays and misinterprets the author.
The Lord of the Rings is a magnus opus of a Christian traditionalist - and I mean traditionalist in the best sense of the word. Religious themes are played out through characters such as Gandalf, Aragorn and Frodo who all at times play Christ figures, and Eowyn who, in her battle with the Witch King, plays a figure of the Mother of God. The veneration of Saints fills the pages, as evil beings often flee from the mere mention of a name. There are themes of fall and redemption, such as in Boromir, and themes of moral struggle, such as in Frodo and Gollum, which, by nature, cannot be properly portrayed on screen. The books deal with sacramental themes in the interaction of grace and the physical, and evil and the physical. Yet nearly all of these themes are eliminated or deemphasized in the films in favor of a quasi-spiritual undertone.
Much of the story is an indictment against the industrialist, nihilist and materialist culture - which was a theme consciously eliminated, where possible, by Jackson. It is so that the power and magic of the evil forces are a parallel to the forces industrialization, which Tolkien saw as the same in intent - the pursuit of power, usually exploitive power: Magic and machinery corrupt and destroy beauty and forests, threaten the simple village life, etcetera. The greed of the dwarves causes them to over-mine Moria, which unleashes the great demon Balrog. The desire of the nine kings to live forever through magic rings enslaves them to forever as wraiths to the One Ring. I could go on.
The point being that the Ring trilogy is profoundly layered with meaning, yet is not an allegory. It is religious, agrarian and traditional. They convey a sense of the "Joyful Sorrow", as we Orthodox would say. The movies are very much more one-dimensional, being a fantasy action/adventure and vaguely "spiritual". They are entertaining, I must admit, but they are no great pieces of art. It would be impossible for Peter Jackson to make an adaptation even close to the original, let alone above it, if for no other reason than he does not share Tolkien's convictions.
Sincerely,
Neal R Watson
PS - It seems to me that only a relatively small portion of the Ring Trilogy is dedicated to the "swinging of axes at monsters' heads". A big piece of the story is that the Hobbits want to get back to the Shire, have a pint and a smoke, and get back to their gardens. Very much adapted from Tolkien's experiences in WWI.
PPS - There is a parody by Harvard Lampoon by the name of Bored of the Rings. I found it quite funny as a teenager, though looking back, the humor is probably aimed at 14 year old boys.
PPPS - Relevant Tolkien quote:
For it I coined the word 'eucatastrophe': the sudden happy turn in a story which pierces you with a joy that brings tears (which I argued it is the highest function of fairy-stories to produce). And I was there led to the view that it produces is peculiar effect because it is a sudden glimpse of Truth, your whole nature…perceives, if the story has literary 'truth' on the second plane - that this is indeed how things really do work in the Great World for which our nature is made…[T]he Resurrection was the greatest 'eucatastrophe' possible in the greatest Fairy Story - and it produces that essential emotion: Christian joy which produces tears because it is qualitatively so like sorrow, because it comes from those places where Joy and Sorrow are at one, reconciled, as selfishness and altruism are lost in Love.
I must raise my objections to the declaration that the movie adaptation of The Lord of the Rings is in fact "better" than the books themselves. Now, it may most certainly be that one can prefer the movies over the books, just as it is possible to prefer Steven King over Dostoevsky, but it is certainly not possible to say that King is in fact a better author than Dostoevsky. So it is that if someone were to say they prefer Peter Jackson to JRR Tolkien, I would question their taste, but just the same, it is a personal preference. To say that Jackson's story is indeed better that Tolkien's, or an improvement upon it, on the other hand, is outrageous - and not merely so from a purist's point of view.
Firstly, it must be stated that comparisons between the Ring trilogy and the Chronicles of Narnia are not correct. CS Lewis was often too hasty and prolific of an author, so it is quite possible to improve and correct inconsistencies in his work. Tolkien, on the other hand, was slow and obsessive about his art. In fact, the entire Trilogy was originally written as one book and meticulously revised and rewritten over literal decades. It was at the insistence of Tolkien's publisher that the book be split in three. What Jackson did in his movie adaptation was not iron out inconsistencies in the characters but rather he flattened their development. Neither did Jackson build upon the past 50 years, as testified by his admitted ignorance of Tolkien's 'eucatastrophe' theory of fairy-stories.
Furthermore, Lewis' Narnia are children's stories and explicitly Christian allegories. The stories and meanings are rather straight forward, and the movies have so far stayed true to the intent of the author. The Ring trilogy is of a different sort altogether, being that it is an adult fairytale, and as so, not an allegory. It was in many ways an outpouring of Tolkien's deepest beliefs and convictions, and as such, is a much greater piece of art - not to say that I do not find Lewis' work enjoyable. The movie adaptation of this work often unintentionally, and sometimes intentionally, downplays and misinterprets the author.
The Lord of the Rings is a magnus opus of a Christian traditionalist - and I mean traditionalist in the best sense of the word. Religious themes are played out through characters such as Gandalf, Aragorn and Frodo who all at times play Christ figures, and Eowyn who, in her battle with the Witch King, plays a figure of the Mother of God. The veneration of Saints fills the pages, as evil beings often flee from the mere mention of a name. There are themes of fall and redemption, such as in Boromir, and themes of moral struggle, such as in Frodo and Gollum, which, by nature, cannot be properly portrayed on screen. The books deal with sacramental themes in the interaction of grace and the physical, and evil and the physical. Yet nearly all of these themes are eliminated or deemphasized in the films in favor of a quasi-spiritual undertone.
Much of the story is an indictment against the industrialist, nihilist and materialist culture - which was a theme consciously eliminated, where possible, by Jackson. It is so that the power and magic of the evil forces are a parallel to the forces industrialization, which Tolkien saw as the same in intent - the pursuit of power, usually exploitive power: Magic and machinery corrupt and destroy beauty and forests, threaten the simple village life, etcetera. The greed of the dwarves causes them to over-mine Moria, which unleashes the great demon Balrog. The desire of the nine kings to live forever through magic rings enslaves them to forever as wraiths to the One Ring. I could go on.
The point being that the Ring trilogy is profoundly layered with meaning, yet is not an allegory. It is religious, agrarian and traditional. They convey a sense of the "Joyful Sorrow", as we Orthodox would say. The movies are very much more one-dimensional, being a fantasy action/adventure and vaguely "spiritual". They are entertaining, I must admit, but they are no great pieces of art. It would be impossible for Peter Jackson to make an adaptation even close to the original, let alone above it, if for no other reason than he does not share Tolkien's convictions.
Sincerely,
Neal R Watson
PS - It seems to me that only a relatively small portion of the Ring Trilogy is dedicated to the "swinging of axes at monsters' heads". A big piece of the story is that the Hobbits want to get back to the Shire, have a pint and a smoke, and get back to their gardens. Very much adapted from Tolkien's experiences in WWI.
PPS - There is a parody by Harvard Lampoon by the name of Bored of the Rings. I found it quite funny as a teenager, though looking back, the humor is probably aimed at 14 year old boys.
PPPS - Relevant Tolkien quote:
For it I coined the word 'eucatastrophe': the sudden happy turn in a story which pierces you with a joy that brings tears (which I argued it is the highest function of fairy-stories to produce). And I was there led to the view that it produces is peculiar effect because it is a sudden glimpse of Truth, your whole nature…perceives, if the story has literary 'truth' on the second plane - that this is indeed how things really do work in the Great World for which our nature is made…[T]he Resurrection was the greatest 'eucatastrophe' possible in the greatest Fairy Story - and it produces that essential emotion: Christian joy which produces tears because it is qualitatively so like sorrow, because it comes from those places where Joy and Sorrow are at one, reconciled, as selfishness and altruism are lost in Love.
Thursday, June 5, 2008
The Story of Stuff
Check out this neat little video: The Story of Stuff
I have to say that nothing in the video will be news to my readers, but the medium is rather amusing.
I have to say that nothing in the video will be news to my readers, but the medium is rather amusing.
Thursday, May 29, 2008
A New Blog
In Other News: Fr Josiah has finally opened up his own blog, called The Arena, and has been added to my list of blogs. Be sure to check it out.
The Destruction of the Californian Family
How fitting it is that so soon after a Californian judge rules that parents have no right to educate their own children that the State Supreme Court rules that Sodomites have the right to State recognized "marriages". The Californian people have not only denied the natural rights of families, but have forgotten what marriage itself is. It is another step towards the Belloc's Servile State. Slaves we are all becoming - slaves to the corporation, slaves to the state - though few know it yet. We are consumers, we are employees, we are debtors, we are serfs. We have no rights to our children, no responsibility to our parents; indeed, we have no family at all, so why not define family however we please.
Marriage is for the spiritual purpose of our salvation, and the social purpose of bringing forth and raising children. It is not a sentimental social construct through which people express their love for one another. We forgot this long before the judges made these recent decisions. Even the majority of those who call themselves Christians, clergy and theologians have forgotten this. Everything in society seeks to destroy what is left of the family.
What do we expect? Spouses live together as barren as Sodomites - perhaps allowing a child or two, if the mood so strikes - with a little dog (or some type of rodent - I can seldom tell) to help keep the mood from striking again. We define ourselves by our occupation, spend the majority of our waking hours apart from our families, and plug ourselves into amusing diversion machines when we are together.
We work, buy, watch television and die; this is our purpose. If we have a child, we send him off to be trained to work, buy, watch television and not think about dying. We must always remember not to have more than two children (three if you are "religious"), and one is always better, as it is cheaper to import new consumers/employees from poorer nations.
It is important that we know that our marriages are temporary and that our few children will move away after high school or college. Why? It is important that the only thing that is constant and permanent in our lives, our only source of stability, is our role as the consumer/employee. This is also why marriage must be defined as related to the consumer, and not as the basic unit upon which all free and stable societies are formed.
Neal the consumer and employee is a slave. Neal the husband and father is a king in his household, his wife is a queen, and his children princes and princesses. The Oligarchs want neither kings nor queens, they want slaves, so they steel our children, work to destroy the institution and even redefine it, in order to destroy even the language of freedom.
So I give you my small act of rebellion: the above picture is five generations of kings and queens.
Thursday, April 10, 2008
The Golden Ram
The man welcomed the heat of the afternoon sun on the back of his neck, as it slowly drove the chill of the river from his bones, seemingly bringing him back to life. He passed from the bank some time ago and now made his way across the fields. As far as one could see the fields and low rolling hills were covered in brush, slowly swaying in the light breeze. The brush was maintaining its loosening grip on life, and already the yellow was starting to show through the green and the faint smell of straw was beginning to appear in the air. "In but a week the fields will be dry and full of stickers," the man thought to himself, though he knew full well that three was more likely – he was always prone to exaggeration. Still, the fields had not yet turned against him and he could walk freely through the brush in comfort.
After some time the man finally came upon a hill, and upon the hill was a dead tree, which appeared to be reaching up to heaven, and under the tree stood a great ram with fleece of gold. He stood magnificently atop the hill, with his golden fleece and formidable horns shining and reflecting the rays of the sun. The man could feel the ram's eyes upon him, peering into his soul.
The man felt uneasy, having heard before about stories about golden fleece and the rams they come from, but he found the courage to approach the magnificent being nonetheless. He climbed up the hill and slowly sat down before the ram, who did nothing but maintain his revealing stare – a stare that made the man feel ashamed, though for what he did not know.
"Speak," said the ram suddenly, in a slow deep but knowledgeable voice.
After briefly gathering his thoughts, the man asked, "How did this all come to be?"
"You know this already," answered the ram.
"Perhaps I do," he was rather surprised by the response, "but I do not understand it. Some say God brought it all about in six days, and others say that science shows this is not so."
"God spoke and it was so. What has Athens to do with Jerusalem?"
"That does not answer my question."
"Perhaps you ask the wrong question."
"How do I reconcile science and faith?" cried the man.
"In the beginning the lion laid by the lamb," explained the ram, "but in your post-lapsarian age, the lion slays the lamb."
"Can you explain?" asked the confused man.
"Man's knowledge grows dimmer with time, but he deludes himself into thinking himself to be advanced beyond the previous generations," the ram sighed. He then explained, "Can you understand a world with no death? Not just agree to the idea, but truly understand it and be capable of explaining it. A world where a virgin gives birth without pain. A world where one cannot not die of lack of food or drink. A world where even the laws of thermodynamics are wrong."
Shocked and somewhat angered, the man leapt to his feet and answered, "Of course not! That is preposterous! Why… Why… That would destroy the very fabric of our scientific understanding!"
Despite his passionate response, the ram remained calmly unmoved. He continued to stare into the man, until the fellow felt shamed over his outburst and again sat down. The ram then asked, "Then why do you try?"
"We live in a world of rational scientific thought," the distraught man answered, "we must be able to prove our religion by science, so we can prove it to ourselves and to those without belief."
"If the fallen created is insufficient to explain the unfallen created, how then can you think it sufficient to prove the uncreated, Who is even beyond being?" the ram compassionately explained, "It is the created that must be explained in relation to the uncreated, and only then will things begin to become clear."
"What then of science?" cried the man, "How will we convince ourselves? How will we convince the others?"
"Science is merely for utility in the post-lapsarian existence. You can only truly know God by experiencing Him. Do not accept the presuppositions of the religions of other gods."
It was then, as the man pondered these words, that the great golden ram suddenly leapt forth and knocked the man to the ground with an enormous force. The sky spun around him and began to go black – he felt himself start to loose his grip on the world. To his horror, just as all went black, he felt himself being devoured.
The man then woke with a start. His head ached, but he seemed to be fine. In front of him stood the ram – again motionless and staring. "What did you do to me!" he yelled in fear.
"The death of an idea is always painful - especially those which are presuppositional in nature," replied the ram.
The ram then turned to face the east. "It is time for you to continue your journey," he told the man, "Take some of my golden fleece; it will help you on your way, when the fields and hills are no longer so welcoming."
After some time the man finally came upon a hill, and upon the hill was a dead tree, which appeared to be reaching up to heaven, and under the tree stood a great ram with fleece of gold. He stood magnificently atop the hill, with his golden fleece and formidable horns shining and reflecting the rays of the sun. The man could feel the ram's eyes upon him, peering into his soul.
The man felt uneasy, having heard before about stories about golden fleece and the rams they come from, but he found the courage to approach the magnificent being nonetheless. He climbed up the hill and slowly sat down before the ram, who did nothing but maintain his revealing stare – a stare that made the man feel ashamed, though for what he did not know.
"Speak," said the ram suddenly, in a slow deep but knowledgeable voice.
After briefly gathering his thoughts, the man asked, "How did this all come to be?"
"You know this already," answered the ram.
"Perhaps I do," he was rather surprised by the response, "but I do not understand it. Some say God brought it all about in six days, and others say that science shows this is not so."
"God spoke and it was so. What has Athens to do with Jerusalem?"
"That does not answer my question."
"Perhaps you ask the wrong question."
"How do I reconcile science and faith?" cried the man.
"In the beginning the lion laid by the lamb," explained the ram, "but in your post-lapsarian age, the lion slays the lamb."
"Can you explain?" asked the confused man.
"Man's knowledge grows dimmer with time, but he deludes himself into thinking himself to be advanced beyond the previous generations," the ram sighed. He then explained, "Can you understand a world with no death? Not just agree to the idea, but truly understand it and be capable of explaining it. A world where a virgin gives birth without pain. A world where one cannot not die of lack of food or drink. A world where even the laws of thermodynamics are wrong."
Shocked and somewhat angered, the man leapt to his feet and answered, "Of course not! That is preposterous! Why… Why… That would destroy the very fabric of our scientific understanding!"
Despite his passionate response, the ram remained calmly unmoved. He continued to stare into the man, until the fellow felt shamed over his outburst and again sat down. The ram then asked, "Then why do you try?"
"We live in a world of rational scientific thought," the distraught man answered, "we must be able to prove our religion by science, so we can prove it to ourselves and to those without belief."
"If the fallen created is insufficient to explain the unfallen created, how then can you think it sufficient to prove the uncreated, Who is even beyond being?" the ram compassionately explained, "It is the created that must be explained in relation to the uncreated, and only then will things begin to become clear."
"What then of science?" cried the man, "How will we convince ourselves? How will we convince the others?"
"Science is merely for utility in the post-lapsarian existence. You can only truly know God by experiencing Him. Do not accept the presuppositions of the religions of other gods."
It was then, as the man pondered these words, that the great golden ram suddenly leapt forth and knocked the man to the ground with an enormous force. The sky spun around him and began to go black – he felt himself start to loose his grip on the world. To his horror, just as all went black, he felt himself being devoured.
The man then woke with a start. His head ached, but he seemed to be fine. In front of him stood the ram – again motionless and staring. "What did you do to me!" he yelled in fear.
"The death of an idea is always painful - especially those which are presuppositional in nature," replied the ram.
The ram then turned to face the east. "It is time for you to continue your journey," he told the man, "Take some of my golden fleece; it will help you on your way, when the fields and hills are no longer so welcoming."
Monday, April 7, 2008
Distributism
For those of you who find yourselves disillusioned by the current political and socio-economic system, take some time to check this out.
*According to John Michael Thorn's book, An Unexplored Chapter in Recent English History, these branches were founded between 1926 and 1927.**Upon the establishment of a non-profit, we will notify our subscribers of our new email address.
Distributism in Action
As John Médaille from The Distributist Review pointed out recently, various new endeavors are in preparation for the coming year.
We hinted in the past about a future conference. Now we are working in earnest to secure a site and date for the event. This will be a full day conference with eight speakers who have generously offered their time and support. Please return to our site for updates as developments unfold.
A Grassroots Movement Rising…Again
The original Distributist League initially met at the Devereux pub and spawned 24 like-minded branches across Great Britain within a single year.* These in turn hosted lectures and conferences, and coordinated with complimentary organizations such as Fr. McQuillan's Catholic Land Association.
In recent years, many have made efforts to re-introduce Distributism and, as a result, discussions surrounding the topic have been increasing on the world-wide-web. These consequences are not negligible. Book publishers, online and print journals, lectures, universities, and television programs have either touched on the topic or have dedicated themselves to it.
Short-term Goals
We would like to notify our readers of the following proposed objectives we will meet:
1. The establishment of a 501(c)(3) non-profit organization to educate society about and in support of Distributism. This apostolate will engage in the dissemination of educational materials, semi-annual lecture series, and conferences.
2. A chronicle in print is in development with the intent of discussing solutions to our current global dilemmas. Conceptually the magazine will concentrate on both the practical application of Distributism, as well as analysis of various movements conformes with Distributist thought. This journal will include some of the writers featured on our online archive and debates with capitalists and socialists will also be welcome.
3. Fund-raising will play a supporting role towards keeping our costs down for events and all materials. All profits will be used toward our described efforts.
You Can Have an Impact
Send us an email and let us know whether you would like to be contacted with updates and information about said events. We will not release your information to any third parties and you will not have to provide your name if you desire not to do so. Just send us an email that you wish to subscribe and please provide us with your country of residence, city and state/province. This will assist us when preparing future events.
Ultimately we would like to lecture across the globe, so please support this effort by being a part of the mailing list
Establishing a database will allow us to quantify the existing support for these ventures, and inform our readers when and where they will take place.
Please contact us at:
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Country of residence:City:State/Province:
Sending us your information will be invaluable in our efforts to coordinate these goals
Servire Deo Regnare Est!
Richard AlemanThe ChesterBelloc MandateWe hinted in the past about a future conference. Now we are working in earnest to secure a site and date for the event. This will be a full day conference with eight speakers who have generously offered their time and support. Please return to our site for updates as developments unfold.
A Grassroots Movement Rising…Again
The original Distributist League initially met at the Devereux pub and spawned 24 like-minded branches across Great Britain within a single year.* These in turn hosted lectures and conferences, and coordinated with complimentary organizations such as Fr. McQuillan's Catholic Land Association.
In recent years, many have made efforts to re-introduce Distributism and, as a result, discussions surrounding the topic have been increasing on the world-wide-web. These consequences are not negligible. Book publishers, online and print journals, lectures, universities, and television programs have either touched on the topic or have dedicated themselves to it.
Short-term Goals
We would like to notify our readers of the following proposed objectives we will meet:
1. The establishment of a 501(c)(3) non-profit organization to educate society about and in support of Distributism. This apostolate will engage in the dissemination of educational materials, semi-annual lecture series, and conferences.
2. A chronicle in print is in development with the intent of discussing solutions to our current global dilemmas. Conceptually the magazine will concentrate on both the practical application of Distributism, as well as analysis of various movements conformes with Distributist thought. This journal will include some of the writers featured on our online archive and debates with capitalists and socialists will also be welcome.
3. Fund-raising will play a supporting role towards keeping our costs down for events and all materials. All profits will be used toward our described efforts.
You Can Have an Impact
Send us an email and let us know whether you would like to be contacted with updates and information about said events. We will not release your information to any third parties and you will not have to provide your name if you desire not to do so. Just send us an email that you wish to subscribe and please provide us with your country of residence, city and state/province. This will assist us when preparing future events.
Ultimately we would like to lecture across the globe, so please support this effort by being a part of the mailing list
Establishing a database will allow us to quantify the existing support for these ventures, and inform our readers when and where they will take place.
Please contact us at:
societyfordistributism@gmail.com **
Country of residence:City:State/Province:
Sending us your information will be invaluable in our efforts to coordinate these goals
Servire Deo Regnare Est!
*According to John Michael Thorn's book, An Unexplored Chapter in Recent English History, these branches were founded between 1926 and 1927.**Upon the establishment of a non-profit, we will notify our subscribers of our new email address.
Monday, March 31, 2008
Podcast: Fr. Zacharias
For those of you who haven't heard it yet, there is a wonderful new podcast of an interview of Fr. Zacharias by Fr. Josiah Trenham available over Ancient Faith Radio: http://audio.ancientfaith.com/illuminedheart/ih_zacharias_pc.mp3
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