- I knew Sunday yesterday was Meredith Monk's birthday. 75 this year.
- I prepared the birthday post Sunday night - mostly canned like most the birthday cards because why paraphrase myself, some small new though - then, Monday morning, didn't want to post.
- She's a refuge I go to. I tried on the way to work. Helped. Still didn't post.
- I listened to her last night, didn't write why I didn't post her card yesterday.
- I tweeted Vocal Frier mid-afternoon yesterday re: Monk's birthday: Hey
@vocalfrier today in (sic) Meredith Monk's 75th birthday (in case you know anyone who has a radio show tonight at seven that specializes in vocal music).
- and he responded I may know someone in that situation, with a tendency to celebrate Ms. Monk's work.
- and he wasn't lying. Here's an hour of Meredith Monk, last night on Vocal Fry.
- On show message board (and Dan on mic-breaks): people just happy it wasn't an RIP show.
Tuesday, November 21, 2017
Refuse Refuge Refuse
Labels: About That Ceasing Seething, Brazen Blogwhoring and Attention Sluttery, Egoslavian Holy Day, Fuck Me, Fuck Work, IATY3T:WABR, Meredith Monk, MSADI5G, Music, My Complicity, My Inability to Shut the Fuck Up
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I watched all that happen in real time. Cool!ReplyDelete
speaking of "refuse" as in refuse to do something, here's a quite vivid account of something said to have happened centuries ago, that the USCCB emailed me this morning, about faithfulness to one's principles and an unwillingness to give a false impression:ReplyDelete
2 Mc 6:18-31
Eleazar, one of the foremost scribes,
a man of advanced age and noble appearance,
was being forced to open his mouth to eat pork.
But preferring a glorious death to a life of defilement,
he spat out the meat,
and went forward of his own accord to the instrument of torture,
as people ought to do who have the courage to reject the food
which it is unlawful to taste even for love of life.
Those in charge of that unlawful ritual meal took the man aside privately,
because of their long acquaintance with him,
and urged him to bring meat of his own providing,
such as he could legitimately eat,
and to pretend to be eating some of the meat of the sacrifice
prescribed by the king;
in this way he would escape the death penalty,
and be treated kindly because of their old friendship with him.
But Eleazar made up his mind in a noble manner,
worthy of his years, the dignity of his advanced age,
the merited distinction of his gray hair,
and of the admirable life he had lived from childhood;
and so he declared that above all
he would be loyal to the holy laws given by God.
He told them to send him at once
to the abode of the dead, explaining:
"At our age it would be unbecoming to make such a pretense;
many young people would think the ninety-year-old Eleazar
had gone over to an alien religion.
Should I thus pretend for the sake of a brief moment of life,
they would be led astray by me,
while I would bring shame and dishonor on my old age.
Even if, for the time being, I avoid the punishment of men,
I shall never, whether alive or dead,
escape the hands of the Almighty.
Therefore, by manfully giving up my life now,
I will prove myself worthy of my old age,
and I will leave to the young a noble example
of how to die willingly and generously
for the revered and holy laws."
Eleazar spoke thus,
and went immediately to the instrument of torture.
Those who shortly before had been kindly disposed,
now became hostile toward him because what he had said
seemed to them utter madness.
When he was about to die under the blows,
he groaned and said:
"The Lord in his holy knowledge knows full well that,
although I could have escaped death,
I am not only enduring terrible pain in my body from this scourging,
but also suffering it with joy in my soul
because of my devotion to him."
This is how he died,
leaving in his death a model of courage
and an unforgettable example of virtue
not only for the young but for the whole nation.