Thursday, July 25, 2024

If any man have an ear, let him hear

My recent post “Trump’s pierced ear” led me back to my 2020 post “Here come the twenties,” in which I proposed as a theme song for the present decade a song by Manfred Mann’s Earth Band, from an album with an ear on the cover:


I began that post with an epigraph from the Book of Daniel, implicitly identifying Trump with the head of gold in Nebuchadnezzar’s dream. After golden-haired Trump, silver-haired Biden. After the silver king, the person I have already called the “Copper Queen.”

The Manfred Mann song begins with a well known line from the Psalms, only the words “thee, Zion” have been changed to the similar-sounding but ungrammatical “these I am.” This fits right in with my last post, “Oh mark I am,” which was about two cases of meaningful phrases being transformed into similar-sounding word salad ending in the word am.

The Psalms connection gave me the idea of looking up Psalm 7:13 — corresponding to July 13, the date of the Ear Incident. I was not disappointed:

He hath also prepared for him the instruments of death; he ordaineth his arrows against the persecutors.

Arrows are the ancient equivalent of bullets, of course. The preceding verse states that these “instruments of death” will strike their intended target only “if he turn not.” The official story (which may even be true for all I know) is that Trump escaped the instruments of death by a perfectly timed turn of his head.

I then decided to look up the Psalm used in the Manfred Mann song, since I’d forgotten what number it is. It turns out it’s Psalm 137, another way of encoding 13 July.

Wednesday, July 24, 2024

Oh mark I am

Last night, I randomly thought of an old Rocky and Bullwinkle episode about the Ruby Yacht of Omar Khayyam and decided to watch it on YouTube.


I had auto-generated captions on, which, oddly, corrected the pun “Ruby Yacht” to Rubaiyat but couldn’t deal with the poet’s name. Here’s a screenshot of the scene where they discover the identity of Bullwinkle’s dhow:


Here’s what they’re actually saying;

R: It says Omar—

B: Goodness?

R: Khayyam. Omar Khayyam.

The captions, though, rendered the name as “Oh mark I am.”

This got my attention because of a recent comment by Wandering Gondola here. She quoted a line from House of Leaves: “Known some call is air am.” Like the caption, this is apparent word salad ending with the word am, and for the same reason: It’s an attempt to render phonetically as English what is actually another language, in this case Latin. Non sum qualis eram — “I am not what I was.” This is a line from Horace, famously used by Ernest Dowson as the title of his poem “Non Sum Qualis Eram Bonae Sub Regno Cynarae.” (“I am not what I was under the reign of good Cynara.”)

Since my Latin is pretty spotty, limited to what I’ve been able to absorb by osmosis, I decided to confirm my understanding of the title with Google Translate — kind of a stupid thing to do, since Google’s Latin is even worse than my own! As I was typing it in, I misremembered the word order (Latin word order will never make sense to me; who puts a preposition in the middle of the prepositional phrase?) and got this: “I am not what I am under the kingdom of goodness.”

That word “goodness” also appears in the “Oh mark I am” caption.

Trump’s pierced ear

A pen friend told me that as he was talking with a family member about the Ear Incident, the Golden Earring song “Twilight Zone” was playing on the radio. He later looked the song up and discovered that it’s from an album with this cover art:


That’s an actual photograph of a bullet ripping through a playing card, taken in 1964 by Doc Edgerton, known for his ultra high-speed photography. The bullet that allegedly pierced Trump’s ear was also allegedly caught on camera by a photographer who allegedly just happened to be using an ultra-fast shutter speed.

Gold is a big part of Trump’s branding. Back in 2016, there were jokes that he was going to paint the White House gold. Earring, singular, implies the piercing of a single ear.

The name Trump is obviously associated with card games, but why the Jack of Diamonds specifically? Well, for starters, it depicts a blond man wearing a red hat, so that checks out. You might think the Once and Future President should be depicted as a King, but at the time of the incident he was not in power and thus not a “king.” His status was, rather, that of a “convicted felon” — i.e., what used to be called a knave. Diamonds is clearly the best suit, since it traditionally represents money and the merchant class, and Trump rose to fame as a businessman.

Also, Trump’s middle name is John (for which Jack is a nickname), and John/Jack is associated with the idea of assassinating a president. He is D. J. Trump — D for Diamonds, J for Jack, and Trump for playing cards.

Twilight zone indeed!

Tuesday, July 23, 2024

How beautiful upon the mountains are their feet!

In his July 21 post "Twister, 'The Extreme', and Shine On," William Wright mentions a couple of Book of Mormon passages which he interprets as being about "Beings living on 'Mountains' with beautiful feet publishing Good Tidings." This language comes from Isaiah (52:7), and the priests of King Noah had used it against Abinadi, implicitly contrasting Abiniadi's message of wrath and destruction with the messengers of "peace" and "good tidings" praised by Isaiah. In his response to the priests, Abinadi repeats the language of beautiful feet upon the mountains again and again:

And who shall be his [God's] seed? . . . they who have published peace, who have brought good tidings of good, who have published salvation; and said unto Zion: Thy God reigneth!

And O how beautiful upon the mountains were their feet!

And again, how beautiful upon the mountains are the feet of those that are still publishing peace!

And again, how beautiful upon the mountains are the feet of those who shall hereafter publish peace, yea, from this time henceforth and forever!

And behold, I say unto you, this is not all. For O how beautiful upon the mountains are the feet of him that bringeth good tidings, that is the founder of peace, yea, even the Lord, who has redeemed his people; yea, him who has granted salvation unto his people (Mosiah 15:10, 14-18).

I'd never really paid much notice to this turn of phrase. I took it as a metaphor meaning something like "How welcome is their arrival!"  and never attributed any importance to feet as such. Feet have been very much in the sync stream of late, though, so perhaps they do have some deeper significance.

My poem "Concerning shoon" began as a riff on Tolkien's line "The Man in the Moon had silver shoon," but as I composed it, it unexpectedly began drawing in imagery from the Book of Daniel and ended with the adoration of the bare feet of the Ancient of Days:

And what of Earth?
Men there, they say,
Make do with shoon
Of miry clay
Until, the Ancient’s
Reign restored,
They may go barefoot
Like their Lord.

Sons of Michael,
He approaches.
Rise! The Ancient
Father greet.
Bow, ye thousands,
Low before him.
Minister
Before his feet.

Also relevant is my 2023 post about "An appearance of Jesus to some Ute Indians in 1920." I heard this story from Stan Bronson, who identifies Jesus with the Ute deity Sinawav, "he who leaves footprints of light," and the beautiful bare feet of Jesus were a point of particular interest to the Utes:

The men were fascinated by the feet of Jesus, because they were very smooth and clean, like pearly white, even though he was walking barefoot in the sandy roadway. They asked "Doesn't this hot sand burn your bare feet?" Jesus said, "It is not hot to me."

Jesus talked about other things, and then he held his hands out toward the men and showed them his crucifixion scars and said, "I want you to know -- you would not have done this to me here."

In that post, I note the odd discrepancy that Jesus had to hold out his hands to show his crucifixion scars even though the Indians had been staring at his bare feet, which would presumably have been scarred as well.

Or perhaps they weren't! Now that I think of it, Jesus' foot scars are also conspicuously absent from the story of Doubting Thomas:

But [Thomas] said unto them, Except I shall see in his hands the print of the nails, and put my finger into the print of the nails, and thrust my hand into his side, I will not believe. . . .

Then saith [Jesus] to Thomas, Reach hither thy finger, and behold my hands; and reach hither thy hand, and thrust it into my side: and be not faithless, but believing (John 20:25, 27).

I mean, why not? Presumably the Resurrection healed the majority of the damage done to the body of Jesus. If he wanted to keep a few scars as souvenirs, who's to say he had to keep the scars in his hands and his feet? If his feet were made perfect but his hands were not, this would perhaps tie in with what he said to Peter when he washed his feet:

Simon Peter saith unto him, Lord, [wash] not my feet only, but also my hands and my head.

Jesus saith to him, He that is washed needeth not save to wash his feet, but is clean every whit (John 13:9-10).

Zechariah 13:6 is typically read by Christians as a reference to the crucifixion scars of Jesus, and it, too, neglects to mention any scarring of the feet:

And one shall say unto him, What are these wounds in thine hands? Then he shall answer, Those with which I was wounded in the house of my friends.

On the other hand, the Book of Mormon does clearly state that when Jesus appeared to the Nephites, they "did feel the prints of the nails in his hands and in his feet" (3 Ne. 11:15). In this case, though, I'm almost inclined to think that the foot scars were supplied by the mind of Joseph Smith by the process postulated in "The snail on the roof, the Lincoln Memorial, and the translation of the Book of Mormon."

My Rosary meditations tend to be highly visual in nature, and over time highly specific mental images (not visions, just mental images) have come to be associated with certain of the Mysteries. Some of these are quite detailed and a bit unusual. For example, the Annunciation: The Virgin is outdoors in a desert environment, tending to some sort of stone structure with shapes suggesting lancet arches. She becomes aware of something behind her, turns around, and is shocked to see a lily suspended in the air in front of her, defying gravity. A few seconds later, she receives a second shock when she realizes she is not alone. Standing a few yards away, so that the lily is halfway between them, is a short being, scarcely higher than her waist, wearing a pale gray robe with a hood: Gabriel.

The image associated with the Ascension is less detailed but maybe even more unusual. I mean, the Annunciation image is at least about Gabriel appearing to the Virgin. For the Ascension, though, my image is actually of Jesus landing: a closeup of a single bare white foot touching down on soft grass or moss. I guess this is consistent with my position, laid out in "From the Resurrection to Kolob," that the "Heaven" to which Jesus ascended was an Earth-like planet, but it's still odd that my image should have no ascending in it, and that it should focus on one foot rather than on the whole person. My mental image lacks the clarity for me to be able to say definitively that the foot is unscarred, but I think that is probably the case. I have certainly never noticed scars on it, and I didn't notice until today that that was a bit odd.

Monday, July 22, 2024

For whatever it's worth, the Tarot deck predicts a Kamala "win" this November

I don't give a crap about the upcoming fake election, but I remain somewhat interested in how the "standing prophecies" in the Tarot deck will hold up. The deck was right about the 2000, 2004, 2008, 2012, and 2016 presidential elections but wrong about 2020 (and the 2022 midterm, if you want to count that). If the prophecies continue even though there is no trump numbered 24, the deck predicts a Kamala Harris "win" this year. And if I had to predict her running mate based on the card alone, I'd go with J. B. Pritzker.

For all the details behind this prediction, see my 2022 post "Oh, no, does this mean the 'standing prophecies' continue beyond 2021?"


Note added: Notice the palm leaves on the veil behind the High Priestess. The palm tree has very recently become a symbol of Harris's candidacy. From an NPR piece posted yesterday, "The Kamala Harris coconut tree meme, explained as best we can":

In the weeks before President Biden announced he would not be seeking reelection, some Democrats online rallied behind Vice President Kamala Harris to become the party’s new nominee. And their symbol became the coconut tree.

Not long after Biden announced on Sunday he was dropping out of the race, Colorado Gov. Jared Polis tweeted out just three emojis: a coconut, a palm tree and an American flag. EMILYs LIST, the PAC focused on electing Democratic women, explicitly endorsed Harris in a tweet and, in a more subtle show of support, also added the tree and the coconut to its username.

If Sesame Street is anything to go by (and why wouldn't it be?), Kek, the frog-god of chaos, might abandon Trump in favor of this even more "chaotic" personality.

Google News: Last week’s headlines, today

When a reader left a comment here shortly after the Ear Affair saying, “Have you heard what just happened to Trump?” I searched for trump on Google News and couldn’t find anything special. Not one of the results on the first page was about the alleged shooting. I ended up finding about it several hours later via the most censored publication in history.

This morning, I already knew through /pol/ that Slow Joe had dropped out of the race, but I ran a Google News search for biden anyway. Of the ten articles that made the first page of search results, the most recent was three days old, and therefore not a single one mentioned the big news.

How is this level of incompetence even possible?

Tinbad is Sartre

Tinbad the Tailor killed some flies
Which in the telling grew in size.

When I wrote that couplet in “With?” I had nothing deeper in mind than the story of the Brave Little Tailor, who bragged about killing seven flies at one blow but was misunderstood by his hearers, who assumed he was claiming to have killed seven men or (in some versions) seven giants.

I’d assumed the couplet had some hidden meaning like the others but had failed to discover it. Attempts to connect Tinbad to the Tinleys or to James Taylor led nowhere.

Today I read a passing reference to Sartre in The God Who Weeps, and I had a sudden hunch that this person, whose name presumably means “tailor,” might be Tinbad. I thought I’d search for Sartre quotes having to do with flies or insects, but autocomplete soon informed me that Sartre was actually the author of a play called The Flies. Such was my ignorance of Sartre (whom I have never read, outside of some philosophy-class excerpts) that I didn’t even know that!

Apparently (based on online summaries), the play is about swarms of flies that plague a Greek city after a murder, and the citizens interpret them as a curse from the gods. As a result of their “telling” themselves this, the insects “grow in size,” morphing into the Furies, goddesses of vengeance. Sartre’s point, though, is to “kill” these overgrown flies, insisting (in keeping with his Existentialist stance) that they have no inherent meaning but only that which the Greeks freely choose to give them.

If any man have an ear, let him hear

My recent post “ Trump’s pierced ear ” led me back to my 2020 post “ Here come the twenties ,” in which I proposed as a theme song for the p...