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October 19, 2015

Years ago, when I was carefree and broke and needed the money, I used to write a column for a local “alternative” newspaper. My assignment was to cover public lectures, discussions, and demonstrations and to illustrate the illogic of the participants simply by quoting them.

Editorializing was forbidden by the editor, but there was no need for it, since the easiest way to make certain people look foolish is to report their words accurately.

Most of the assignments I no longer...

October 5, 2015

Meet the Celebes crested macaque known as the star of the “monkey selfies.” She achieved notoriety in 2014 when photographer David Slater went to the Sulawesi peninsula of Indonesia (one of only two places this species of monkey exists, the other being a nearby island).

Slater carefully set up his camera equipment, using a tripod, and waited for a macaque to approach it, push a button on the remote control, and take its own photo. He ended up with several photos, this becoming the...

August 31, 2015

That Saturday was blustery, filled with persistent showers and a low overcast. I saw our weekend plans running into the storm drains. Late at night I woke, peeked out the bedroom window, and saw stars—a good sign. The storms were passing and with them the winds. Sunday dawned cloudless, the air almost still. It would be ideal weather for our flight into Big Bear City for lunch.

After preflighting the motorglider, I settled into the left seat and my non-pilot friend got into the right...

June 22, 2015

“I speak—more or less fluently—eight languages and have a reading knowledge of eleven others, necessary for my research.” He could have spoken to almost anyone in the world in that person’s native tongue. He was very much a catholic Catholic.

Born in 1909 under the Austro-Hungarian Empire, Erik von Kuehnelt-Leddihn’s childhood languages, as I recall him explaining, were German, Hungarian, and Latin. Maybe there were one or two others languages too. I forget, but he seemed never to...

June 8, 2015

People leave the Catholic Church for all sorts of reasons, none of them sufficient but some of them better than others.

I can understand if someone concludes that certain Catholic teachings are wrong and that, in conscience, he must cease to be a Catholic. There are former Catholics who left because they decided that the Real Presence isn’t real or that popes don’t have a special role or that women ought to be ordained. I can understand their decision while thinking them wrong in...