Memo to Copyright Holders

As Dean reminded me in a whimsical email the other day, people pay ludicrously inflated prices for water. Free downloading doesn’t spell the end of payment-for-creativity. It changes the marketplace — but observe that it’s the oligopolists who still make money from selling water. There is and will continue to be a viable business in…

Schweitzer, Cahill, and Wojtyla

Albert Schweitzer’s Quest of the Historical Jesus (whose German title, Geschichte der Leben-Jesu-Forschung, is much less dashing and merchandisable — older English edition available online here) includes the memorable line, “[H]ate as well as love can write a Life of Jesus, and the greatest of them are written with hate. . .” [my emphasis]. Why?…

Headlines

Margaret arrives tomorrow for the weekend, huzzah! This evening, after three and a half years of hard service, my TiBook encountered disaster: the bezel around the screen cracked through at the hinge. It’s sitting, open, on the dining room table. Who knows what’ll happen. This year’s Biblical Theology class is using a blog for extramural…

Dawn Breaks On Marble Head

I experienced an epiphany this weekend, a bleated epiphany, and not the liturgical-kalendar type. I saw at a glance how the social discursive physics effects a Gresham’s Law of reasoned argument on controversial topics. I had been wondering how prominence in media (and in arrant defiance of Jeneane’s strictures, I’ll say both MSM and Blogarian…

On That Day

On the day that someone decides there’s a benefit (whether temporal or eternal) to gathering up, encouraging, and promoting reasoned theological reflection online, they’ll need to name Fred “Slacktivist” Clark as their first columnist. (I’m not saying I’d turn down an invitation if they hadn’t tapped Fred first, but I’d nag them at every staff…

How Can This Be?

The morning was frantic, as usual; I was behind on some academic obligations, and am always behind in personal communication, and the sermon wasn’t quite set. I was supposed to bring over incense from our personal stock to use at Seabury’s Annunciation mass, but I forgot so I had to go home and pick it…

Temporizing

I’ve been wrestling with tomorrow morning’s sermon for the Feast of the Annunciation (well, they’re supposed to be no more than five minutes, so “homily” would be a more precise term). (I know that Annunciation comes on March 25, but it had to be transferred out of Holy Week, so this year it’s observed tomorrow.)…

Her Own Tag

I was chatting with Joi this morning to thank him for his [qualified] endorsement, and he wished there was an RSS feed just for posts that involve Pippa (I’m setting aside what that (and the “usually”) imply about the rest of my posts). At first, I thought that I should break down and begin using…

F-Bombs and S-pletives — Nuts!

Since the Freedom to Connect conference concerned itself (among other things) with the FCC’s recent Reign of Prudery, many speakers went out of their way to emphasize their points with emphatic profanity. More than once, the speaker accompanied that with an explicit (or muttered) apology to me, as though I were unaccustomed to hear such…

What Then Of Boasting?

What of boasting? It is committed. Josiah has heard from schools number two through four among his five applications, and Two College and Three College both wait-listed him, and Four College admitted him with a generous offer. That leaves Five College, a sort of wild-card; but not only is he a wanted undergraduate, but he’s…

Height of Absurdity

Clay “They Ought Know Better Than To Mess With Me” Shirky calls in to Boing Boing with a demonstration of the corrupt incoherence of writing copyright protection into hardware and software. Yes, those who make our lives marvelous with their creativity must be supported. Yes, the advent of digital reproduction changes the fundamental conditions that…