Cover image: White Roses, oil on canvas, John Ferguson Weir, 1898. Smithsonian American Art Museum.
I’m not sure where I’m going with this today, but there’s so much ugliness in the world, it needs to be countered with beauty. Seriously, one of the purposes of art is to inspire, not just to bring pleasure to owners.
I found this meme a while back and don’t remember if I used it….
The problem, as described in the meme above, is that beauty is EXPENSIVE right now. At least it’s made to be expensive by market forces and the people at the top of the arts food chain. They don’t seem to want too many of the people in the pit, to borrow a concept from Shakespeare’s day, sharing in the “luxuries” they savor.
That has carried over to food in our times, although, wild Alaskan Sockeye for $22.99 a pound isn’t bad. (Still didn’t buy any on Monday. It was pasta night.) Manufactured food has ruined many a palate.
We pay more for privilege and beauty and higher quality food. We pay more for vintage housing and the like. We pay more for renovation, or making new of what had aged, and frequently has more character than the grain silo look that…graces(?)…McMansions and other housing offerings.
Why? Well…American art, including architecture, has suffered from…well….
The meme indicates that, of course, it is the parents clipping wings of children, but the truth of the matter is the way the American system is set up currently, the school system turns just about everybody into grade grubbers, not critical thinkers, and in no way developing talents unseen unless parents have an interest in paying for and driving back and forth from private lessons.
As a culture thanks to mass marketing, we are dictating creativity, and that is stifling creativity.
Well, unless we are talking about new and creative ways of carrying out corruption.
Anyway, just something to ponder.
And then, of course, there’s this.
Okay, gotta agree here.
Creatively, of course.
Something to remember, always.
Per the boss’s instruction:
I’d throw in a few Rockefellers and Rothschilds also.
Of course, this does not mean committing felonies, but standing up to the forces that want to tear this nation – and humanity apart. The very people XVII told us will be destroyed by the time this movie comes to an end are currently roaming the halls of power…supposedly. It’s a sickening sight.
And now for some mood music:
Your weekly reminder to take the pledge:
“I do solemnly swear (or affirm) that I will support and defend the Constitution of the United States against all enemies, foreign and domestic; that I will bear true faith and allegiance to the same; that I take this obligation freely, without any mental reservation or purpose of evasion; and that I will well and faithfully discharge the duties of the office on which I am about to enter: So help me God.”
And now for the nitty gritty of the Q Tree 5 minute, stand up, Tuesday morning meeting version of the Daily Thread.
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1Now a man from the house of Levi went and took to wife a daughter of Levi. 2The woman conceived and bore a son; and when she saw that he was a goodly child, she hid him three months. 3And when she could hide him no longer she took for him a basket made of bulrushes, and daubed it with bitumen and pitch; and she put the child in it and placed it among the reeds at the river’s brink. 4And his sister stood at a distance, to know what would be done to him. 5Now the daughter of Pharaoh came down to bathe at the river, and her maidens walked beside the river; she saw the basket among the reeds and sent her maid to fetch it. 6When she opened it she saw the child; and lo, the babe was crying. She took pity on him and said, “This is one of the Hebrews’ children.” 7Then his sister said to Pharaoh’s daughter, “Shall I go and call you a nurse from the Hebrew women to nurse the child for you?” 8And Pharaoh’s daughter said to her, “Go.” So the girl went and called the child’s mother. 9And Pharaoh’s daughter said to her, “Take this child away, and nurse him for me, and I will give you your wages.” So the woman took the child and nursed him. 10And the child grew, and she brought him to Pharaoh’s daughter, and he became her son; and she named him Moses, for she said, “Because I drew him out of the water.” 11One day, when Moses had grown up, he went out to his people and looked on their burdens; and he saw an Egyptian beating a Hebrew, one of his people. 12He looked this way and that, and seeing no one he killed the Egyptian and hid him in the sand. 13When he went out the next day, behold, two Hebrews were struggling together; and he said to the man that did the wrong, “Why do you strike your fellow?” 14He answered, “Who made you a prince and a judge over us? Do you mean to kill me as you killed the Egyptian?” Then Moses was afraid, and thought, “Surely the thing is known.” 15When Pharaoh heard of it, he sought to kill Moses. But Moses fled from Pharaoh, and stayed in the land of Mid’ian; and he sat down by a well.
St. Michael the Archangel, defend us in battle. Be our protection against the wickedness and snares of the devil. May God rebuke him, we humbly pray. And do thou, Prince of the Heavenly Hosts, by the power of God, cast down to Hell Satan and all his evil spirits, who prowl about the world seeking the ruin of souls. Amen.
As always, prayers for the fight against that which seeks to enslave us are welcome. Via con Dios.
This guy just keeps delivering.