Sunday, September 25, 2011

The EU: Mother/Fatherland of Democracy?

Besides the fact that I find the word "motherland" to be an unnecessary concession to radical feminist PR propaganda...(just kidding, love you feminists), that fact that the President of the unelected European Council should call the EU of all things the mother/fatherland of anything much less democracy is astounding. They couldn't even be called the motherland of Debt Crisis or the fatherland of Bailout!

Ok, but seriously, Democracy was made an art form in Greece, institutionalized by Britain and popularized by America.

Sorry to rag on the EU so much...well, not really. Whereas at least the US and Britain have (or had I should say) some semblance of a balance between the Three Forms of Government, the EU seems very slipshod.

Monday, September 19, 2011

Livin' in the EuroZone

Take it from this completely irrelevant Eurosceptic, this European Project has failed. In an attempt to "unionize" as the United States once did has resulted in an fast pace journey down the same road that America took. Only, they should have known, seeing how poorly they think of us (we're all racist fat people who shoot each other regularly...people have actually said this). I think that they have such a high view of their own "community" spirit that they couldn't possibly go through economic disaster like those stingy, greedy, selfish Americans. Well, they are, and because of said Community Spirit, they insist on bailing each other out. Britain, however, may opt out in the near future...for good.

P.S. The words "europhile" and "euroskeptic" are amazing.
P.P.S If only Belgium had stayed an independent Kingdom instead of the Centre of this Disaster...

Saturday, September 17, 2011

Truth is stranger than fiction.

Or at least as strange. The Telegraph has a story about a young man in Germany who wandered into Berlin with no idea who he was. He is supposed to have lived in the forest for the last five years and buried his dead father two weeks ago. It sounds like a great premise for a movie or a book. I can just see that's too much influenced by the Bourne movies. Never mind.

This is in the "Only in Germany" file. Although it has happened before in Kent, England.

Tuesday, September 13, 2011


I am currently sitting under the awning of the hotel courtyard. In the background is the periodic (every fifteen minutes) sound of a nearby churchbell and perhaps even more often the sound of an emergency vehicle with its two tone alarm. Having just finished a morning caffé and orange, I'm wondering what to do with myself. I have about two hours until I have to be back at the hotel and in that time I could walk around the Forum (which, by the way, I did yesterday). I could also walk to the Vatican and back. I wonder if I can just walk into St. Peter's. It's possible, I suppose. That's how the Pantheon worked.

In case you missed it, I am in Rome, Italy, sharing The Albergo "Sole" with 47 other architecture majors and an assortment of French, German, and other tourists. My studio is in an old Roman Palazzo and it looks the part. My desk is right by a window which opens up on a balcony overlooking the intersection of Via Monterone and Via dei Redentoristi.

Already I have seen San Eustachio, the Pantheon, Il Gesu, and numerous other churches. I have encountered the Colosseum, the Forum, the Round Temple by the Tiber...the Tiber....I crossed the Tiber. I was on the Sistine Bridge. In other words, I've already had so many adventures and haven't even been here for a day.

Anyway, I'll be updating periodically and probably be making comments on the System here in Italia. For more spiritual updates: The Third Order.

Don't worry, pictures next time.

Tuesday, September 6, 2011

Patriotic Lullabies

I was listening to "The Skye Boat Song" last night:
Speed, bonnie boat, like a bird on the wing,
Onward! the sailors cry;
Carry the lad that's born to be King
Over the sea to Skye.
Loud the winds howl, loud the waves roar,
Thunderclaps rend the air;
Baffled, our foes stand by the shore,
Follow they will not dare.
Though the waves leap, soft shall ye sleep,
Ocean's a royal bed.
Rocked in the deep, Flora will keep
Watch by your weary head.
Many's the lad fought on that day,
Well the Claymore could wield,
When the night came, silently lay
Dead in Culloden's field.
Burned are their homes, exile and death
Scatter the loyal men;
Yet ere the sword cool in the sheath
Charlie will come again.
I thought to myself, could we in 21st Century America come up with a political and yet hopeful lullaby? This song is about a Scottish hero who, according to legend, will return to restore the Stuarts to the throne of England and Scotland. Despite the obvious Messianic Allusions, what's the point? Well, as I was attempting to come up with a political lullaby for America, I looked back over what unites us. There was George Washington, erm....Martin Luther King Jr.? Any songs that I've heard about them haven't been too inspiring. If there are any.

Probably the most unifying patriotic song (besides, perhaps, the Star-spangled Banner) is "Proud to Be an American." And it is inspiring and moving. I think it is the most inspiring not because it talks about Freedom but because it talks about the people that matter to us, our families and our heroes: "And I won't forget the men who died and gave that right to me."

I think it is important to have someone to look up to, and it seems like in our country, that's the military....but not for some. And the military is inspiring in war, but what about in peace? Our "leaders" should be able to be admired, our Public Face should be a shining example.