You don’t have to be gay, but it helps

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A Mexican man killed his lover in a drunken, drugged fight then cooked the man’s body in tomato and onion sauce and ate it over three days.

Is there some secret connection between cannibalism and homosexuality of which I was hitherto unaware? First Dahmer, then that German guy and now this Mexican gourmand. I always thought it was the addiction to bad dance music that was the deep, dark shame of the love that dare not speak its name.

I don’t think I like this turn that VQPF appears to be taking….

Barmy in Narnia

I very much enjoy and admire CS Lewis’ CHRONICLES OF NARNIA. One thing I’ve never actually heard anyone mention, however, is the howler he commits in the first book, (which is THE LION THE WITCH AND THE WARDROBE, the books are distinctly less pleasing when read in a strict chronological order), when he has the animals using domestic appliances.

Now, I suppose that a literalist might find a case to be made in arguing that such things went out with the White Witch, who as we know was exposed, however briefly, to modern technologies on her visit to England as chronicled in THE MAGICIAN’S NEPHEW. And one could posit that Lewis was making a very Tolkein-like point about the inherent evils of industrialization by lumping the two together and life in Narnia returning to simpler, more innocent times with the rule of High King Peter under Aslan’s aegis.

Of course, to do so would be to imitate the modern literary critics who see nothing in a book but reflections of their own thoughts.

Jews and Christmas

Charles Krauthammer wishes us a Merry Christmas:


I personally like Christmas because, as a day that for me is otherwise ordinary, I get to do nice things, such as covering for as many gentile colleagues as I could when I was a doctor at Massachusetts General Hospital. I will admit that my generosity had its rewards: I collected enough chits on Christmas Day to get reciprocal coverage not just for Yom Kippur, but for both days of Rosh Hashana and my other major holiday, Opening Day at Fenway.

Mind you, I’ve got nothing against Hanukkah, although I am constantly amused — and gratified — by how American culture has gone out of its way to inflate the importance of Hanukkah, easily the least important of Judaism’s seven holidays, into a giant event replete with cards, presents and public commemorations as a creative way to give Jews their Christmas equivalent….

Merry Christmas. To all.

Burt Prelusky is even harsher on his anti-Christian co-religionists in his column on WorldNetDaily. To me, the strangest thing is this: if a minority truly fears for its well-being in a land where it is massively outnumbered, why do they consistently go out of their way to infuriate the majority?

Good interfaith relations would seem to indicate more Krauthammers and Prelutskys and fewer Foxmans and public school officials.