Thursday, March 08, 2012

Thank you, Marty Roe: "...I bless the day I met you/And I thank God that he let you/[st]ay beside me for a moment that lives on/And the good news is I'm better/For the time we spent together/And the bad news is/You're gone."

Wednesday, March 07, 2012

I want every one to know that despite a widening delegate lead for Governor Romney to the tune of about 200 delegates, Santorum ought not despair. He did very well tonight; the fact remains that the majority of Republicans do not support Romney. If Santorum-Gingrich voters supported one person, that man would win. After the southern primaries next week, Gingrich will not be in the race, in my opinion. The delegate race is indeed close if the two conservative candidates' support is combined. With due respect, Gingrich would not defeat Romney head-to-head. But I do believe that most if not all of Gingrich's supporters would back Santorum. At the risk of great offense, the second choice of a not insignificant portion of Romney supporters is President Obama. Romney will not beat Obama in November. Mr. Gingrich, sir, for the sake of a real choice in November, drop out now. 1144 is the only number that matters: the number of delegates needed to clinch the nomination. Romney can easily be prevented from reaching it if Gingrich does the right thing; he himself cannot reach it, and he is not as strong as Santorum. I do appreciate the former Speaker's great intellect and long commitment to conservative ideas. If this thing is not about any one of us, but about those ideas, then it is for those ideas we must fight. It does no good to beat Obama if our man believes, in his heart of hearts, the same things. Would we reasonably see a decline in crony capitalism under Romney, assuming he could win? What sort of judges would he appoint to the courts? Even if time has led to growth on social issues, do you believe him? Santorum is not nearly as devoted to limited government and economic freedom overall as I would like, but his betrayals came in a different time, not as urgent a time as today. We all see it; this election is about fundamental liberty. The foolishness of foreign intervention militarily is plain, even if our standard-bearers cannot bring themselves to say it. I was unwise and emotional in supposing that Obama saw it, no matter what he says. I'm sorry. If it came to it, I would hope for, even pray for, a Romney victory against Obama. Against all hope that Romney is telling the truth. But I cannot actively support him, now or then. For that, I am also sorry.

Tuesday, March 06, 2012

I saw a couple things on Facebook that got me thinking today: One of my friends noted that she will have been "with child" for about half the time she's been married. Wow. Someone give her a hand! I mean, help her out! How To Tell You're An Actual Catholic: Your first reaction to this story is, "No way they're artificially contracepting, and that's great!" (Her husband was my neighbor in college; they're quite devout Protestants.) I hope if I am called to marriage that I learn to put my wife's needs before my desires, because there is no selfish sex, properly speaking, and blessings definitely come! Both possible states fill me with unmitigated terror, but I would much prefer the terror shared with a mate than consecrated celibacy terror. Consecrated celibacy terror also comes with the, "I don't even like these people" terror, the "Dude, seriously, more school" terror, and the "Pretty robes, captive audience, and they still ignore me" terror. I have been told I'd be a great addition to the clergy, and this may be true. However, so proud a man as me should be nowhere near a title of any consequence. Moreover, most people who say this must not have heard me say that I need celibacy like I need a hole in my head. Go on, laugh. I'm serious. No one is less equipped for this than me. I think, Catholic Church, that we're so sinful that we often tell every young with actual faith to become a priest, maybe to feel less bad about ourselves. Don't feel too bad; the separated brethren do the same thing to their young men. [But at least we don't require celibacy of ours.--ed.] True enough. But let me be honest here: Looking back on it, I went to seminary as a Protestant on the strength of pride; first, someone else's, then my own. I may well have gifts of preaching or teaching and the like, but that's not enough.
Secondly, I saw a guy that had argued vehemently in defense of the HHS mandate (and abortion) post another adorable picture of a kitty that was likely to meet its doom if we didn't hurry up and adopt him. That's like the 10th one this month. At the risk of snark, this is rich. I love cats. And dogs. And most other creatures. BUT I LOVE PEOPLE infinitely more. As well I (and everybody else) should. Even if people have all kinds of sex in morally dubious circumstances, every life is precious and important. Even if those two people don't see it or care. This is why the "What if the situation is horrible" arguments are stupid: it's always better to exist than not. Duh. This is why suicide is wrong; the value of a life is not subjectively, qualitatively determined. The goodness of a life is not determined by the absence of suffering. If it is, I've had a really, really, bad life. I'm not even special in that; I'm just saying. Cue the Reagan.

Monday, March 05, 2012

I somewhat inadvertently checked in on my adopted Lady Vols basketball team last night, playing for an SEC tournament title. That would make 16, by the way. To go with 8 national championships and nearly 1100 wins. It didn't really feel like they were in any threat of losing, though it was close. You're darn right the whole thing was bittersweet. Coach Summitt is the greatest basketball coach on Earth, (arguably) but little by little, she's being deprived of herself. It's early-onset dementia. We don't know if this season is her last. We don't know how fast it's progressing. It's very likely that Tennessee will remain one of the top programs in women's college basketball, but as soon as Summitt leaves, they will decline. They are like a veritable Death Star on most days; like most dominant schools in college sports, they beat opponents on pure intimidation. Even the teams that challenge them define themselves in opposition. Geno Auriemma of Connecticut may one day surpass Summitt in wins or titles, having become the Lady Vols' foil, but no one doubts who has defined the sport and propelled it to prominence.
This untested, somewhat young team--who've already lost more games than in a typical season at Tennessee--needs to win the national title. They need to add to the legend with their own considerable talents, because their leader may not have much more to give them, having already given so much.