Monday, December 30, 2013
Carol Burnett Show outtakes - Tim Conway's Elephant Story
I laugh every time I see this. Warning: mild swearing at the end.
The Development of the Doctrine of the Immaculate Conception
The feast of the Immaculate
Conception of Mary was celebrated on the 8th of December.
From the very moment of her conception
she was free from the all stain of original sin and in a state of
grace. Immaculate means 'without stain'. But she still suffered
from the effects of sin – sorrow, illness, death.
How is this possible?
Well, Mary received grace same as us
via Christ's death on the cross; His death is an eternal event
meaning that the effects of it reach back in time as well as forward.
Same as with the Sacrifice of the Mass it cannot be confine to time.
God granted her freedom from sin to make her a fitting mother for
His Son.
If was officially declared on 8
December 1854 by Pope Pius IX. So does that mean that the Pope just
thought of it one day and said to himself 'that's a good idea'?
No it does not.
Let's first start with the Bible (I'm using the Dewey Rheims translation);
Genesis 3:15 “I will put enmities between thee and the woman, and
thy seed and her seed: she/he
shall crush thy head, and thou shalt lie in wait for her heel.”
There is a
parallel between Eve and Mary; If there is to be complete enmity
between the woman and the serpent, then she never should have been in
any way subject to him even briefly. This implies an Immaculate
conception.
Luke 1:28 “And
the angel being come in, said unto her: Hail, full of grace, the Lord
is with thee: blessed art thou among women.”
An angel
declared her 'full of grace'; it indicates an unique abundance of
grace in her person.
There are a lot
angels visiting people in the Bible, but Mary is the only one greeted
by 'Full of Grace”
As I've said
before the doctrine was not invented in 1854, it was defined or
declared. That only happens for two reasons; firstly being that
there is a controversy that needs to be cleared up or secondly when
the Magisterium believes that the faithful can be helped by a
particular emphasis on an already preexisting belief.
The declaration
was prompted by the latter of the two. Pius IX had a great devotion
to Mary and hoped that the declaration would inspire others in their
devotion to Mary.
Let's us now
turn to the Fathers of the Church. Now who exactly are these guys?
Simple answer: they are men who lived before 750 and are called as
such because of their leadership in the early Church, especially in
defending, expounding, and developing Catholic doctrines. For the
first two centuries, most of these men were bishops, although in
later years certain priests and deacons were also recognized as
Fathers. They were closes to the sources than we are today.
Many of them
make very blatant statements about Mary's immaculate nature.
- St. Justine Martyr (d.165) the Church’s first major lay apologist, remarks on Mary's obedience to God (her willingness to do His will) in opposite to Eve's disobedience.
- St. Irenaenus (2nd century) Bishop in Gaul, expands on that saying that Mary's obedience undid what Eve's disobedience brought to man.
- Origen (184/5-253/4) calls her worthy of God, immaculate of the immaculate.
- The Syrian Fathers wouldn't shut up (as it were) about her sinlessness.
The
Syrians were really the first to have a feast day commemorating this,
since about the 5th
century. It becomes wide spread by the 7th
century in the East and by the 8th
it is celebrated in parts of the Western Church.
The
feast day became very deeply rooted in Anglo-Saxon monasteries by the
11th
century. We even find an old calendar in Winchester dating 1030 with
'Conceptio S'ce S. Mariae'. The monks celebrated it and it was
encouraged to the devotion of the individual.
But then, cue
ominous music please, the Normans arrived.
For the Normans
the feast appeared to be very English, too English; they considered it a
product a product of insular simplicity and ignorance (the
celebration, not the idea behind it mind you). Thus we can thank the Normans
for stopping public devotion, but it lived on in the devotion of the
individual. Thank you Normans (sarcasm in abundance here).
It was reestablished, however, by Anselm the Younger,
nephew of St. Anselm (Yeah, that's not confusing).
It
is after this, going into the 12th
century, that we begin to see a confusion over the idea
of the Immaculate Conception.
St Bernard of Clairvaux protested what
he perceived to be a new way of honoring Mary and reproved the canons
(those are people of a religious order who are attached to a
particular church) of the Cathedral of Lyons for acting without the
authority of Rome when they started celebrating it in 1240. He saw
it as a foreign to the traditions of the Church, but here's the
kicker – he didn't know that the Church in Greece and Syria had
been celebrating the feast with a rich tradition regarding the
sinlessness of Mary. (There's no phone system, email, facebook, twitter, or texting)
He was not wrong in wanting a careful
inquiry into the reason for observing the feast.
Even St Thomas Aquinas, one of the
foremost philosophers and theologians of the Medieval Church, had
difficulty grasping the concept. As seen in the Summa Theologica
(III.27:2,a2), mostly along the lines of Mary's redemption, how could
she be redeemed if she had not sinned.
For some reason, the major philosophers
and theologians at the time were stuck on two possibilities:
One, the sanctification of Mary
happened before the fusion of the soul into the body; or
Two, the sanctification happened after
the union of soul and body.
None of them ever truly considered the
moment between – the
sanctification of the soul at the moment of conception. The
idea of both the sanctification and the fusion of the soul could be
simultaneous in time.
This is a good example of how science and faith work together. When conception was better defined by science it aided in a clearer understanding of the doctrine.
Of course there were some issues,
because people always have issues.
St Paul in Romans (5:12) states that
all men have sinned via Adam. That would include Mary, right? By
this declaration, St. Paul is trying to explain that all men need
redemption via Christ. Mary is no exception to this rule as stated
before.
Then the silence of the Church Fathers.
Well, as we have seen the Church Fathers were not silent, just the
ones that most people in the West were reading. There was limited
access to those sources and some were lost to them, but not to us
today.
It was Blessed John Duns Scotus (d.
1308)(a Franisican) who provided the answer of the simultaneous
sanctification and conception. He stated that God had sanctified
Mary at the moment of her conception in His foreknowledge that the
Blessed Virgin would consent to bear Christ. In other words, she too
had been redeemed—her redemption had simply been accomplished at
the moment of her conception, rather than (as with all other
Christians) in baptism. It was essentially Scotus who laid the
foundation of the doctrine that we see to day and Pius IX referenced
him when declaring the feast.
After Scotus the doctrine became
commonplace at all the major universities and the feast was fast
spreading. Most religious orders took up the celebration, except the
Dominicans – why? They're sticking with Aquinas.
In 1439 the University of Paris asked the
Council of Basle for a dogmatic definition. After 2 years the
bishops declared the Immaculate Conception : a doctrine which was
pious, constant with Catholic worship, faith, right reason and Holy
Scripture and no one could declare contrary to this.
Problem solved, right?
But wait –
this is 1441. The problem? Council of Basle was not an ecumenical
council, meaning that anything it declared only effected the area
that those bishops lead, not for the Church as a whole. So disputes
and discussions continued.
In 1661 P. Alexander VII promulgated
in 'Sollicitudo omnium Ecclesiarum' the true sense of the word
'conceptio', and that the immunity of Mary from original sin in the
first moment of the creation of her soul and its formation into the
body was the subject of the feast. This was when it was finally
universally accepted within the Church. So by the time Pius IX
promulgated the dogma on 8 December 1854 there was a ring of 'about
time'.
In the decades that followed an octave
was attached to the feast then became a holy day of obligation, then
was allowed a vigil. All of which were in practice in local
tradition in many areas.
Our Lady of Immaculate Conception was
decreed By the First Council of Baltimore (1846) as the principal
Patron of the US.
(This is a rough transcript of a lecture I gave to the RCIA class at my church for the Feast Day.)
Wednesday, April 24, 2013
An Unusual Combination that Just Works
As a big time fan of G K Chesterton and Benedict XVI, I very much so geek out over this.
I now wish they would translate the book into English so I can Catholic Geek out even more.
I now wish they would translate the book into English so I can Catholic Geek out even more.
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Monday, April 22, 2013
Blue and Black: My Reflection on His Holiness Benedict XVI
I have seen the Holy Father Emeritus four times during his reign; as in seen his physical person not just through a television screen. Each of those moments are very special to me and part of an important event in my life. Each of those moments, and a few others, I wore blue and black. I never had the intention to wear that color scheme and now I can't help but associate those colors with him.
I am part of that generation that grew up with Pope Blessed John Paul II, the charismatic pope with a great love for the youth. To me, and I'm sure many others, he felt like the grandfather we couldn't wait to visit or listen to one of his stories. I'm not ashamed to say that I cried when he passed away and I know I wasn't the only one who did. I got up early to watch his funeral and I will admit that I dosed off a few times despite my best efforts (this was before I fell into the common addiction of coffee). Then I watched with great wonder my first conclave whenever I wasn't in school or at work.
On the day of white smoke and bells was also the day of National Honor Society Inductions. I was already a member so I got to sit on stage and be dressed in my Sunday best, a blue skirt and a black blouse, which I much preferred to the khaki pants and ill fitted polo of the school uniform. After some begging, pleading and convincing the teacher of that period turned on the television and I watched as Cardinal Ratzinger, now Benedict XVI, stepped out onto the balcony. A humble worker in God's vineyard.
Later that year (after a year of saving and asking relations to lieu of Christmas gifts to send monies for the trip) I got to go to World Youth Day. That year it was being hosted in Cologne, Germany which brought an extra meaning to me since I hadn't been to that country since I was born. I always wanted to go to World Youth Day since I was really young and the fact that it was in Germany was an extra layer of awesome on my epic cake. This was the first time I saw Benedict XVI without the aid of a TV screen. I watched the tiny Pontiff in the distance give the final blessing of the last Mass of WYD, I bowed my head and noticed that my black chapel veil was about to slide from my neck. I wrapped it more securely around my neck and zipped my blue windbreaker closed.
In my college career I transferred once and my first year at my second college was particularly difficult due to miscommunications, misunderstandings, and bias. During this dark time for me fifty tickets were donated to the school for the Papal Mass that was held at the National Stadium for Benedict XVI's visit to the US. A drawing was held amongst the students and I put my name in. On a day filled with tears and hurt, I was told I won one of the fifty tickets. The smile felt odd after not having one for so long, but it felt good to do it again.
I dressed in the wee hours of the morning the day of the Mass. Oddly enough, as I looked in the mirror double checking everything, I was wearing the skirt I wore when Habemus Papam was announced; a different blouse but still black. A bus ride, a trek through the Metro than a shuffle in the crowd I sat in the newly built baseball stadium to have Mass.
The same college offered the opportunity to study in Rome for a semester and I took it. Whilst there my classmates and I were able to attend a Wednesday Audience. It was outside in St Peter's Square (or circle if you want to get technical about it). I waved enthusiastically as Benedict XVI rode by in the pope-mobile. He knew my school and we got a smile of recognition from him and almost a two handed waved, but he had to re-grab the bar to keep his balance. My smile grew bigger and my teeth showed. I sat and listen to talk about St John Leonardi. He ended his talk with words of encouragement and a blessing. As he gave his blessing I fiddle with a rosary bracelet around my left wrist. It had blue and black beads with a medal of the Immaculate Conception.
The owner of the hotel where we were staying was able to get his hands on ticket to the Mass for the Conclusion of the Second Assembly for African of the Synod of Bishops. Did I want one? Yes, please! Not realizing the change in time due to daylights savings, I got up earlier than I had intended. It was a happy accident as I ended up inside St Peter's Basilica for Mass. On a side note, the insides are even more awe inspiring when all the lights are on. I sat at the very end of the row near the front section for the general public resulting in being less than five feet from the Cardinals and the Holy Father himself. Throughout the Mass two Swiss guards took their posts next to where I sat so I got a good look at the stitching in their colorful uniform. It was cool that morning and I grabbed a scarf I had purchased in Florence to keep away the chill, which doubled as a chapel veil for me; the scarf was mostly blue and black weaved together to create a design.
I was just as surprised as anyone when Benedict XVI announced his abdication. Let me first state that I wish him the best in his new life of prayer and solitude. On his official last day I had to work, but I was able to schedule my lunch around the time he stepped down so I could pray for him and the next Pope. I stared at my feet propped up in another chair and then down to what I was wearing; my blue work shirt over a black dress, all cinched with a black belt. That's when it hit me - blue, black and Benedict XVI. A strange connection I will admit, some may call it even flimsy, but there it is.
(In case if anyone was wondering, I was wearing brown when Pope Francis was elected. There's a Franciscan joke in there somewhere, I just can't find it.)
I am part of that generation that grew up with Pope Blessed John Paul II, the charismatic pope with a great love for the youth. To me, and I'm sure many others, he felt like the grandfather we couldn't wait to visit or listen to one of his stories. I'm not ashamed to say that I cried when he passed away and I know I wasn't the only one who did. I got up early to watch his funeral and I will admit that I dosed off a few times despite my best efforts (this was before I fell into the common addiction of coffee). Then I watched with great wonder my first conclave whenever I wasn't in school or at work.
On the day of white smoke and bells was also the day of National Honor Society Inductions. I was already a member so I got to sit on stage and be dressed in my Sunday best, a blue skirt and a black blouse, which I much preferred to the khaki pants and ill fitted polo of the school uniform. After some begging, pleading and convincing the teacher of that period turned on the television and I watched as Cardinal Ratzinger, now Benedict XVI, stepped out onto the balcony. A humble worker in God's vineyard.
Later that year (after a year of saving and asking relations to lieu of Christmas gifts to send monies for the trip) I got to go to World Youth Day. That year it was being hosted in Cologne, Germany which brought an extra meaning to me since I hadn't been to that country since I was born. I always wanted to go to World Youth Day since I was really young and the fact that it was in Germany was an extra layer of awesome on my epic cake. This was the first time I saw Benedict XVI without the aid of a TV screen. I watched the tiny Pontiff in the distance give the final blessing of the last Mass of WYD, I bowed my head and noticed that my black chapel veil was about to slide from my neck. I wrapped it more securely around my neck and zipped my blue windbreaker closed.
In my college career I transferred once and my first year at my second college was particularly difficult due to miscommunications, misunderstandings, and bias. During this dark time for me fifty tickets were donated to the school for the Papal Mass that was held at the National Stadium for Benedict XVI's visit to the US. A drawing was held amongst the students and I put my name in. On a day filled with tears and hurt, I was told I won one of the fifty tickets. The smile felt odd after not having one for so long, but it felt good to do it again.
One of the better snap shots I got of Pope Benedict XVI. |
The owner of the hotel where we were staying was able to get his hands on ticket to the Mass for the Conclusion of the Second Assembly for African of the Synod of Bishops. Did I want one? Yes, please! Not realizing the change in time due to daylights savings, I got up earlier than I had intended. It was a happy accident as I ended up inside St Peter's Basilica for Mass. On a side note, the insides are even more awe inspiring when all the lights are on. I sat at the very end of the row near the front section for the general public resulting in being less than five feet from the Cardinals and the Holy Father himself. Throughout the Mass two Swiss guards took their posts next to where I sat so I got a good look at the stitching in their colorful uniform. It was cool that morning and I grabbed a scarf I had purchased in Florence to keep away the chill, which doubled as a chapel veil for me; the scarf was mostly blue and black weaved together to create a design.
I was just as surprised as anyone when Benedict XVI announced his abdication. Let me first state that I wish him the best in his new life of prayer and solitude. On his official last day I had to work, but I was able to schedule my lunch around the time he stepped down so I could pray for him and the next Pope. I stared at my feet propped up in another chair and then down to what I was wearing; my blue work shirt over a black dress, all cinched with a black belt. That's when it hit me - blue, black and Benedict XVI. A strange connection I will admit, some may call it even flimsy, but there it is.
As Pope Blessed John Paul II was the Pope of my youth, Pope Benedict XVI was the Pope of my intellectual development. In his homily at the closing Mass of his first World Youth Day he said, "In vast areas of the world today there is a strange forgetfulness
of God. It seems as if everything would be just the same even without
him. But at the same time there is a feeling of frustration, a sense of dissatisfaction with everyone and everything." He then encouraged us to "[h]elp people to discover the true star which points out the way to
us: Jesus Christ! Let us seek to know him better and better, so as to
be able to guide others to him with conviction."
I saw first hand the forgetfulness that Benedict XVI talked about; with people in my own generation it has resulted from simply not being taught because the two generations ago misunderstood the intention of a Church Council. In a fit of frustration after a particularly bad religion class I made a deal with God. If He did not want me to major in Theology in college He would have to lead me in another direction. From that point to when I declared my major there was nothing that really pushed me away from that degree and thus I now have a BA in Sacred Theology. Before you ask - I'm not gonna be a priest or preacher!! You would be amazed how often I'm asked that when people find out my major.
I'm not sure how well I'm leading others to Christ. I can only hope that I can implant seeds of truth the the minds of those who wish to ignore it because it makes them uncomfortable. Maybe one day those seeds will bloom into something or at least never leave them.
Today, if one was to take a look at my wardrobe, one would fine a lot of black and blue. Because of that silly little connection I unknowingly made with those colors and Benedict XVI, I find that I am drawn to them without even thinking about it. We all find comfort in things; for some it's in a little trinket left to us by someone we love, for others it maybe sharing a pint of ice cream with a friend with one spoon. My comfort is found in the colors blue and black; not in the colors themselves, mind you, but in what they have come to represent to me.
(In case if anyone was wondering, I was wearing brown when Pope Francis was elected. There's a Franciscan joke in there somewhere, I just can't find it.)
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Saturday, March 02, 2013
Despicable Me 2 Teaser Trailer (2013)
It makes me smile, OK!!
Saturday, February 16, 2013
Best Wishes Holy Father
On April 2005 I was still in high school and on that particular day I was taking part of a program for the National Honor Society. Because of that particular participation I was required to wear something nice. I decided on my Sunday best, a blue and white skirt with black line scribbles of flowers and a black blouse with a matching blue collar. I felt pretty. The usual khaki pants and school polo had always made me feel frumpy and I was a rather awkward child in high school. But the only reason I remember all those small little details was that was the day of 'Habemus Papam!'.
It between classes when a classmate of mine apporched me and told me that they was white smoke coming from the Sisten Chapel.
'With the bells?' I asked him.
'Yeah, I think.' He said.
with that I rushed to my next class which, fortunately for me, was a rather pathetic, barely got by on the skin of it's teeth, religion class (I believe it was Comparative Religions) which gave me the perfect excuse to run to my teacher and practically beg to watch the announcement of the next Pope.
I still remember having my eyes glued to the screen while the rest of the classroom couldn't have cared less.
Then the announcement:
Annuntio vobis gaudium magnum:
Habemus Papam!
Eminentissimum ac reverendissimum Dominum,
Dominum Iosephum Sanctæ Romanæ Ecclesiæ Cardinalem Ratzinger,
Qui sibi nomen imposuit Benedictus PP. XVI.
My ear for Latin at the time was underdeveloped so it took me awhile to hear 'Ratzinger'.
I had several thoughts at the time, first was 'When was the last time we had a German pope?'; my second thought when he stepped out on the balcony was 'Wow, he looks a lot like one of my great-uncles, must be the German.'
What truly sadden me that day was the fact that I was so excited for the new Pope and the rest of my school (which supposedly was Catholic) was not. There was no announcement over the intercom, no moment of silent prayer for the new earthly leader of Holy Mother Church, no one to gleefully jump up and down with me. It was one of those moments in life where I felt quite alone in a crowded room.
At the time I knew Cardinal Ratzinger through 'The Ratzinger Report' and the fact that he was head of the Office that use to be known as the Inquistion. But since his election I read as much as I could of all his writings before he was elected and read everything that he published since elected.
Two words: Heavy reading.
Really! I still re-reading everything just to get the general gist of them.
But I have to confess, a big reason I was really excited was that I was going to catch a glimpse of him at the up coming World Youth Day 2005 hosted in Cologne, Germany. A German Pope in Germany for World Youth Day - I had a Catholic geek-out moment there, I'm not ashamed to admit that.
Nearly eight years later His Holiness Benedict XVI, after much prayer and contemplation is abdicating his position.
I cannot tell you how many of my co-workers have asked my opinion of the matter. So this is just my thoughts on the situation. This.
It between classes when a classmate of mine apporched me and told me that they was white smoke coming from the Sisten Chapel.
'With the bells?' I asked him.
'Yeah, I think.' He said.
with that I rushed to my next class which, fortunately for me, was a rather pathetic, barely got by on the skin of it's teeth, religion class (I believe it was Comparative Religions) which gave me the perfect excuse to run to my teacher and practically beg to watch the announcement of the next Pope.
I still remember having my eyes glued to the screen while the rest of the classroom couldn't have cared less.
Then the announcement:
Annuntio vobis gaudium magnum:
Habemus Papam!
Eminentissimum ac reverendissimum Dominum,
Dominum Iosephum Sanctæ Romanæ Ecclesiæ Cardinalem Ratzinger,
Qui sibi nomen imposuit Benedictus PP. XVI.
My ear for Latin at the time was underdeveloped so it took me awhile to hear 'Ratzinger'.
I had several thoughts at the time, first was 'When was the last time we had a German pope?'; my second thought when he stepped out on the balcony was 'Wow, he looks a lot like one of my great-uncles, must be the German.'
What truly sadden me that day was the fact that I was so excited for the new Pope and the rest of my school (which supposedly was Catholic) was not. There was no announcement over the intercom, no moment of silent prayer for the new earthly leader of Holy Mother Church, no one to gleefully jump up and down with me. It was one of those moments in life where I felt quite alone in a crowded room.
At the time I knew Cardinal Ratzinger through 'The Ratzinger Report' and the fact that he was head of the Office that use to be known as the Inquistion. But since his election I read as much as I could of all his writings before he was elected and read everything that he published since elected.
Two words: Heavy reading.
Really! I still re-reading everything just to get the general gist of them.
But I have to confess, a big reason I was really excited was that I was going to catch a glimpse of him at the up coming World Youth Day 2005 hosted in Cologne, Germany. A German Pope in Germany for World Youth Day - I had a Catholic geek-out moment there, I'm not ashamed to admit that.
Nearly eight years later His Holiness Benedict XVI, after much prayer and contemplation is abdicating his position.
I cannot tell you how many of my co-workers have asked my opinion of the matter. So this is just my thoughts on the situation. This.
Thursday, January 31, 2013
Benedictio Cerevisiae
Yes, for those of you who can read Latin, you read that right -- there is a blessing of beer in the Catholic Church found in the old Rituale Romanum, which contains all of the services which may be performed by a priest or deacon which are not contained within either the Missale Romanum or the Breviarium Romanum. I thought I would share this fun blessing for the joy of all. I recommend it's use on Oktoberfest or St Patrick's Day. :)
The
proper blessing of beers is a proof that we have an awesome
religion!
Blessing of Beer
English translation:
V. Our help is in the name of the Lord.
R. Who made heaven and earth.
V. The Lord be with you.
R. And with thy spirit.
Let us pray.
Bless, + O Lord, this creature beer, which thou hast deigned to produce from the fat of grain: that it may be a salutary remedy to the human race, and grant through the invocation of thy holy name; that, whoever shall drink it, may gain health in body and peace in soul. Through Christ our Lord.
R. Amen.
And it is sprinkled with holy water.
Latin Original:
V. Adiutorium nostrum in nomine Domini.
R. Qui fecit caelum et terram.
V. Dominus vobiscum.
R. Et cum spiritu tuo.
Oremus.
Bene+dic, Domine, creaturam istam cerevisiae, quam ex adipe frumenti producere dignatus es: ut sit remedium salutare humano generi, et praesta per invocationem nominis tui sancti; ut, quicumque ex ea biberint, sanitatem corpus et animae tutelam percipiant. Per Christum Dominum nostrum.
R. Amen.
Et aspergatur aqua benedicta.
Yeah, we're just cool like that!
Blessing of Beer
English translation:
V. Our help is in the name of the Lord.
R. Who made heaven and earth.
V. The Lord be with you.
R. And with thy spirit.
Let us pray.
Bless, + O Lord, this creature beer, which thou hast deigned to produce from the fat of grain: that it may be a salutary remedy to the human race, and grant through the invocation of thy holy name; that, whoever shall drink it, may gain health in body and peace in soul. Through Christ our Lord.
R. Amen.
And it is sprinkled with holy water.
Latin Original:
V. Adiutorium nostrum in nomine Domini.
R. Qui fecit caelum et terram.
V. Dominus vobiscum.
R. Et cum spiritu tuo.
Oremus.
Bene+dic, Domine, creaturam istam cerevisiae, quam ex adipe frumenti producere dignatus es: ut sit remedium salutare humano generi, et praesta per invocationem nominis tui sancti; ut, quicumque ex ea biberint, sanitatem corpus et animae tutelam percipiant. Per Christum Dominum nostrum.
R. Amen.
Et aspergatur aqua benedicta.
Yeah, we're just cool like that!
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Thursday, January 24, 2013
Oh Humanity, you make me despire!
Members of the race of man for many years have lead me to worry about the future of our race. I'm sure that everyone has had those moments where you wonder how in Heaven's name did the person before survive into adulthood without getting smacked upside the head a few times or just getting there in the first place.
Just sit in a public area and listen to those around you and see what you pick up.
I got a one:
A woman is trying to push a door open and is getting frustrated because it's not opening. She stomps over to one employee and demands to know why the door is locked. The employee calmly explains that you have to push really hard to open it. The man with the lady pushes the door and it opens. The woman than looks at the employee and says that there should be a sign on the door that says 'push'. If the woman was willing to look she would have seen that in big letters says 'PUSH' right where you're suppose to push. It's kinda hard to miss.
Please insert your own face palm or desk head bang here.
Just sit in a public area and listen to those around you and see what you pick up.
I got a one:
A woman is trying to push a door open and is getting frustrated because it's not opening. She stomps over to one employee and demands to know why the door is locked. The employee calmly explains that you have to push really hard to open it. The man with the lady pushes the door and it opens. The woman than looks at the employee and says that there should be a sign on the door that says 'push'. If the woman was willing to look she would have seen that in big letters says 'PUSH' right where you're suppose to push. It's kinda hard to miss.
Please insert your own face palm or desk head bang here.
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