drifting about like a plate tectonic
Mar. 13th, 2005 07:42 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
hathycolI am feeling very very ill indeed. I think it's ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
shrimpeh who thinks that it might be bird flu. He might be right. I can feel the aftereffects of the hangover and a night of dancing, but then there's quite a lot of other bits that make me feel like shit.
Let's see how tomorrow turns out, okay?
I am desperately trying to finish the first draft of my history coursework. I am doing very, very badly. Why in the name of buggary is the European Witch-Craze so dull? How on earth is Charles II made so cool but this HURTS? I mean, god. This should be brilliant for me - I adore religious history. I find it absolutely fascinating just to see how and why every religion keeps on schisming and then keeps on basically having war. I adore deeply theological and almost sociological arguments as to why people have this kind of war. But oh no. This is BORING, apart from briefly quoting Granny Aching. "... no one to speak for those with no voices..." and god, that really doesn't keep you entertained when you've spent so long staring at the computer screen that it actually hurts.
And yes, I've had a week to do this. I am a bad person. I will probably spend tomorrow afternoon on it, I think. No English - thank you, god! thank you! - so afternoon off where I can't afford the bus fare home. How pathetic. I know.
You know what I want? I want a new book to get engrossed in. I think I will have to take a trip to the library tomorrow. Recommend me something.
[ETA: I have just spent fifteen minutes trying to find where it said that Luther said the word 'Devil' in speeches for often than 'God'. I think I need to give up and accept my fate. Why do I remember random little things like that but I can't remember what date the Counter-Reformation kicked off? Or for that matter, my mother's birthday, which is at Some Point in the following week but I don't know which Point. Okay, I'm going to go and have a shower and go to bed. This is just not going to get done. I am a bad student.]
~Hathy_Col~
shrimpeh who thinks that it might be bird flu. He might be right. I can feel the aftereffects of the hangover and a night of dancing, but then there's quite a lot of other bits that make me feel like shit.Let's see how tomorrow turns out, okay?
I am desperately trying to finish the first draft of my history coursework. I am doing very, very badly. Why in the name of buggary is the European Witch-Craze so dull? How on earth is Charles II made so cool but this HURTS? I mean, god. This should be brilliant for me - I adore religious history. I find it absolutely fascinating just to see how and why every religion keeps on schisming and then keeps on basically having war. I adore deeply theological and almost sociological arguments as to why people have this kind of war. But oh no. This is BORING, apart from briefly quoting Granny Aching. "... no one to speak for those with no voices..." and god, that really doesn't keep you entertained when you've spent so long staring at the computer screen that it actually hurts.
And yes, I've had a week to do this. I am a bad person. I will probably spend tomorrow afternoon on it, I think. No English - thank you, god! thank you! - so afternoon off where I can't afford the bus fare home. How pathetic. I know.
You know what I want? I want a new book to get engrossed in. I think I will have to take a trip to the library tomorrow. Recommend me something.
[ETA: I have just spent fifteen minutes trying to find where it said that Luther said the word 'Devil' in speeches for often than 'God'. I think I need to give up and accept my fate. Why do I remember random little things like that but I can't remember what date the Counter-Reformation kicked off? Or for that matter, my mother's birthday, which is at Some Point in the following week but I don't know which Point. Okay, I'm going to go and have a shower and go to bed. This is just not going to get done. I am a bad student.]
~Hathy_Col~
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Date: 2005-03-13 08:24 pm (UTC)The Da Vinci Code? Have you read that yet? Total fluff, but addictive.
Or you could re-read Truckers/Diggers/Wings. I keep meaning to, and then forgetting.
Re: religious schisms, I have had a Thought. What if there was a Second Coming? Can you imagine? There'd be the Christians who believed it was the Messiah, the Christians who didn't believe it was the Messiah, the Jews that believed this one really was the one, Jews who didn't believe this was the one either, and drum roll, cue holy war.
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Date: 2005-03-13 08:32 pm (UTC)God, a Second Coming? Can you just imagine it? I'd really love it if ti was actually the Messiah, who would look embarrassed and say "Look, the Jesus bloke... sorry, but he was just a rather mad guy that God took pity on. Bless you for trying."
Also, I can't imagine the Messiah. You know. Realistically. "DAD SAYS WILL YOU SHUT THE FUCK UP AND STOP MESSING UP THE PLANET? IT WAS CLEAN FIVE MINUTES AGO! Oh, and stop translating - it really was Adam and Steve until some bloke messed up the typeset." And cue Holy War? As far as I'm convinced, we're already on the brink of it, or at least something very nasty in the WWII type way. Glad I'm not American, because all I can think in 1933. And given our recent legislation, we're not far behind. (I love the way the Daily Mail described it as 'draconian'. Good grief. Frigging hyptocrites.) But yeah, here I am, tapping out pages of blether on Jesuits (who, I'm sorry, just remind me of the Assassin's Guild. They were all black and assissinate people. The only difference is religion and possibly etiquette) about it is no wonder that Protestant leaders lived in fear of the heretic inside of their borders. Replace 'Protestant' with 'Western' and 'heretic' with 'terrorist' and you realise we've not come that far, to be honest.
Sorry. I am rambling at you.
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Date: 2005-03-13 09:19 pm (UTC)And we get the Even Newer Testament, with the Book of Anti-Pollution and the Book of Women Are Not Second-Class Citizens and the Gospel of Get The Fuck Over Yourselves, Like, Now, Please.
He then goes down to Washington DC and has a good damn look at "God in the White House" and does some of that Ye Holy Smiting Malarkey, and everyone goes off to San Francisco to marry their big fat gay lovers and it's a happy ending all round!
...yeah.
Daily Mail = hypocrites of the highest order. They thought Oswald Mosely was a good bloke. And the Jesuits, were they the people with the indoctrination thing? "Give me a boy until he is seven and he is mine for life" sort of thing?
Ramble at me all you like, I enjoy it. :)
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Date: 2005-03-14 09:27 am (UTC)"Whooooooooooo... comes down from heaven and kicks Bush's ass?"
"SURFBOARD JESUS!"
"Who makes it so a holy war will pass?"
"SURFBOARD JESUS!"
"So if it be ecclesiastical madnesss you wish-"
"SURFBOARD JESUS!"
"Then jump on your knees and prostrate like a fish!"
"SURFBOARD JESUS, SURFBOARD JESUS..."
I can feel the thunderbolt waiting for me when I leave college. Mixing Spongebob and Christianity is probably a bad idea, all things told.
Daily Mail... bah! I need so no more.
Jesuits are scary scary people, I will be the first to admit. They're the priests in The Exorcist (traditionalists - bring on the exorcism!) and they were also the priests occasionally used in St Annes, interspersed by Benedictines. As Dad ruefully says "The Catholic SAS."