I’ve got an essay brewing, but it’s not done yet. What with all the running around and unpacking and used furniture transporting I’ve been doing for the past few weeks since we moved into the new place, my writing time is still very limited. And now, with Thanksgiving tomorrow, we’ve shifted over to “clearing the counters of boxes of old random crap we haven’t found a place for so we can cover them again in new random crap we also don’t have a place for so we can cook” mode.
I am writing this on January 10, 2022. I am apparently too stupid to figure out how to send you a direct, private comment. I'm frustrated enough that I'm doing it this way. I am disappointed and feel a bit scammed that I subscribed to your substack. I did it when you were in the midst of an existential crisis and just before you left One Peter Five. (Full disclosure: I am not a Trad) What did I subscribe to? You don't even write anything. I follow you on social media but all I see there are angry comments about how much you hate traditional Catholics and lame attempts to appeal to others who have had similarly bad experiences with the Catholic Faith. I hope you can pull yourself together. I don't want my money back, but you might as well have run a GoFundMe; it would have been more honest.
It was decent of you to reply--thanks. I wish you a lot of luck, and hope you will persevere--you know you have talent; sometimes you just have to write *something*. It will come back.
Don’t know where you are in NH but immaculate conception church —assuming Fr. Gary is still there—made us contemplate a move to Portsmouth. I guess the bigger assumption is that you’re looking for a parish to belong to.
As what's left of the middle class gets eviscerated and the carcass picked clean, as the endless pointless wars never end (Afghanistan being a welcome exception, but Biden is doubling down everywhere else), as it becomes more and more obvious to everyone that the only thing that working moderately hard and playing by the rules that matter will get the 99% these days is old, let us recall the words of the Book of Habbakuk, Chapter 1, verse 5:
"“Behold ye among the heathen, and regard, and wonder marvellously: for I will work a work in your days, which ye will not believe, though it be told you."
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I am writing this on January 10, 2022. I am apparently too stupid to figure out how to send you a direct, private comment. I'm frustrated enough that I'm doing it this way. I am disappointed and feel a bit scammed that I subscribed to your substack. I did it when you were in the midst of an existential crisis and just before you left One Peter Five. (Full disclosure: I am not a Trad) What did I subscribe to? You don't even write anything. I follow you on social media but all I see there are angry comments about how much you hate traditional Catholics and lame attempts to appeal to others who have had similarly bad experiences with the Catholic Faith. I hope you can pull yourself together. I don't want my money back, but you might as well have run a GoFundMe; it would have been more honest.
It was decent of you to reply--thanks. I wish you a lot of luck, and hope you will persevere--you know you have talent; sometimes you just have to write *something*. It will come back.
Looking forward to your essay! Great to see you and your family enjoying your travels and new place! (in recent posts) God bless!
Don’t know where you are in NH but immaculate conception church —assuming Fr. Gary is still there—made us contemplate a move to Portsmouth. I guess the bigger assumption is that you’re looking for a parish to belong to.
I'm looking forward to the essay Steve.
Start liking it.
As what's left of the middle class gets eviscerated and the carcass picked clean, as the endless pointless wars never end (Afghanistan being a welcome exception, but Biden is doubling down everywhere else), as it becomes more and more obvious to everyone that the only thing that working moderately hard and playing by the rules that matter will get the 99% these days is old, let us recall the words of the Book of Habbakuk, Chapter 1, verse 5:
"“Behold ye among the heathen, and regard, and wonder marvellously: for I will work a work in your days, which ye will not believe, though it be told you."