Monday: Hili dialogue (and Leon monologue)

It’s Monday, April 9, 2018, and National Chinese Almond Cookie Day. The word “national”, denoting the U.S., shows that once again we have an arrant case of cultural appropriation. It’s also Vimy Ridge Day in Canada.

It’s snowing lightly in Chicago this morning, and it’s opening day for the Chicago Cubs, who will be playing the Pittsburgh Pirates at 1:30 pm. (The game was moved ahead because of weather.)  It’s not unheard of to have snow this late, but I do worry about my ducks. Here’s their pond this morning:

On April 9, 1585, Sir Walter Raleigh’s expedition to Roanoke Island to found the “Roanoke Colony” left England. The colony mysteriously disappeared in 1587, and nobody knows what happened.  On this day in 1860, Édouard-Léon Scott de Martinville, using his “phonoautograph machine”, made the first known recording of an audible human voice.  Exactly five years later, General Robert E. Lee surrendered his Army of Northern Virginia to Ulysses S. Grant at Appomattox Courthouse, Virginia, ending the Civil War.  On this day in 1939, Marian Anderson, a black contralto, gave a concert at the Lincoln Memorial after the Daughters of the American Revolution refused to let her sing in Constitution Hall in Washington, D.C. That was a nasty and racist snub!  Here’s a newsreel showing some of her performance:

On April 9, 1945, the Nazis hanged Dietrich Bonhoeffer for anti-Nazi activity; he is one of the few theologians I really admire (not for his theology, but for his bravery). On this day in 1959, the “Mercury Seven”—America’s first seven astronauts—were chosen to go into space. I once could name them all, and can still name John Glenn, Deke Slayton, Alan Shepherd, Gus Grissom, and Wally Shirra. My father, who was in the Army then, got me a photo of the Seven with  their autographs, but I seem to have lost it over the years. All of them are gone now, with Glenn the last to go in 2016. On this day in 1965, the Houston Astrodome opened, allowing the first indoor baseball game.  On April 9, 1969, the British-built Concorde 002 made its maiden flight from Filton to RAF Fairford. Finally, on this day in 1992, Manuel Noriega was found guilty of drug and racketeering charges,and was sentenced to 30 years in prison. He died in jail after 25 years.

Notables born on this day include Charles Baudelaire (1821), Eadweard Muybridge (1830), Léon Blum (1872), Paul Robeson (1898), Photographer Art Kane (1925), Hugh Hefner (1926), Tom Lehrer (1928), Carl Perkins (1932), Sam Harris (1967), Leighton Meester (1986) and Krisetn Stewart (1990). Those who fell asleep on this day include François Rabelais (1553), Simon Fraser (1747), Dante Gabriel Rosettti (1882), Dietrich Bonhoeffer (1945; see above), Frank Lloyd Wright (1959) and Phil Ochs (1976).

Here’s a photo by Kane: “A great day in Harlem”, photographed in 1958 and depicting 57 great jazz musicians. If you want to know their names, go here.  A note from Wikipedia:

Art Kane, a freelance photographer working for Esquire magazine, took the picture around 10 a.m. on August 12 in the summer of 1958. The musicians had gathered at 17 East 126th Street, between Fifth and Madison Avenues in Harlem. Esquire published the photo in its January 1959 issue. Kane calls it “the greatest picture of that era of musicians ever taken.”

As of August 2017, only two of the 57 musicians who participated are still living (Benny Golson and Sonny Rollins).

Meanwhile in Dobrzyn, Hili is in denial:

A: We have to face the truth.
Hili: Better not. It can be painful.
In Polish:
Ja: Trzeba spojrzeć prawdzie w oczy.
Hili: Lepiej nie, to może być bolesne.

And in nearby Wloclawek, Leon, who has no intention of working, is chewing the tuchas of his staff:

Leon: I declare the season of heavy spring work open!

In Polish: Leon: Sezon ciężkich prac wiosennych uważam za otwarty!

A photo sent by reader Randy Schenck:

It is the back cover of the magazine, Friends of Animals that comes out quarterly I think.  Donators are sent copies, so we just got it yesterday. A kind of humorous way to send a message, but then there is nothing very funny about the problem they address.  I did my best to photograph the picture from the magazine.

From Matthew: “Spot the lappet moth caterpillar”. This isn’t hard, but the thing is damn cryptic!

Check out the proboscis on this fly. As the link notes,

“May I introduce Lasia corvina, a small-headed fly (Acroceridae) which is endemic to Chile, where they are known to pollinate native lilies including Alstroemeria ligtu .”

Now here’s an interesting bit of history. As usual, Jackie was the best attired.

Maybe Edward Feser can answer this one. After all, he know that dogs don’t go to heaven!


  1. glen1davidson
    Posted April 9, 2018 at 7:26 am | Permalink

    In substance, Jesus presumably is infinite, so you can never eat a whole Jesus in substance. Also why there’s always enough Jesus to eat.

    It’s theology, it’s deep.

    Glen Davidson

    • Neil Wolfe
      Posted April 9, 2018 at 7:56 am | Permalink

      I’ve always wondered about what happens after you eat Jesus. Is it still Jesus after it’s been digested? Do you get to give birth to a holy shit?

      • George
        Posted April 9, 2018 at 8:11 am | Permalink

        Did you go to catholic grade school? We always used to ask that question – but we were more respectful and said “holy crap.” But not too loud or the nuns would smack you. Also got smacked for comments about cannibalism.

        • David Coxill
          Posted April 9, 2018 at 12:50 pm | Permalink

          They would smack you just to keep their hand in.

      • busterggi
        Posted April 9, 2018 at 10:11 am | Permalink

        You’d have to hope so otherwise the Jesus piece would start regenerating and you’d end up with a holy chestburster.

  2. Ken Kukec
    Posted April 9, 2018 at 7:31 am | Permalink

    … Marian Anderson, a black contralto, gave a concert at the Lincoln Memorial …

    Thank Eleanor Roosevelt (who resigned her membership in the DAR over the incident and leaned on the Secretary of the Interior to approve the Lincoln Memorial concert).

  3. Ken Kukec
    Posted April 9, 2018 at 7:43 am | Permalink

    “A Great Day in Harlem” is for jazz aficionados what the famous photo of the 1927 Solvay Conference is to physics fans.

    • Posted April 9, 2018 at 11:31 am | Permalink

      It’s amazing it ever happened. One of the participants chuckled: “I didn’t even know there was another 10 o’clock…”

  4. Randall Schenck
    Posted April 9, 2018 at 8:08 am | Permalink

    The surrender at Appomattox is the perfect example of Carl Von Clausewitz’s explanation of the strategy of war. Destroy the enemy’s will to fight. Just one of the elements without which do you go to war.

  5. George
    Posted April 9, 2018 at 8:09 am | Permalink

    This anniversary of the “Mercury Seven” does require some commentary about “The Right Stuff” – both the book and the film.

    I can still name all seven – Glenn, Carpenter, Grissom, Shepard, Cooper, Schirra and Slayton. The remarkable thing about the book and film is that they are both so great – and so very different even though the film was based on the book.

    The book (1979) was Tom Wolfe’s greatest writing by far. If you were a kid during that era (I was born in 1956), he caught the zeitgeist of that time perfectly. The astronauts were such heroes in this battle with the godless commies. Who seemed to be winning the space race. In October of 1962, a few weeks after I started first grade, the nuns were teaching us how to duck and cover under our desks during the Cuban missile crisis. Not sure what good it would have done – maybe our toasted little bodies would have been found in a compact position. But at least we had these seven brave men fighting on our behalf. And Wolfe did a great job writing about them.

    Philip Kaufman’s film (1983) was just as great but very different. To try to adapt Wolfe’s literary style to the screen would have been a disaster so Kaufman just took the material and created a very different work of art. And he had the late Sam Shepard as Chuck Yeager. The movie was a box office flop. Still nominated for eight Oscars. It lost best picture to Terms of Endearment – another laughable best picture win. Kaufman was not nominated for best director. Shepard lost to Jack Nicholson playing Jack Nicholson in Terms of Endearment for Best Supporting Actor.

    If asked what is better, the book or the movie, my answer is “Yes.” Read the book, see the movie.

    • Randall Schenck
      Posted April 9, 2018 at 8:42 am | Permalink

      Good review – read the book, see the movie. The “right stuff” as known in the real life of Chuck Yeager was still there in the astronauts, just a different version. Less hands on and less of your control.

    • nicky
      Posted April 9, 2018 at 11:05 am | Permalink

      Was Gus Grissom one of the three that burned to death on the Apollo Launchpad?

      • George
        Posted April 9, 2018 at 11:12 am | Permalink

        Gus Grissom, Ed White and Roger Chaffee were the three astronauts killed in the Apollo I fire.

    • Posted April 9, 2018 at 7:05 pm | Permalink

      I seem to remember the film more or less defaming Gus Grissom. I did not know the facts when I first saw it, but, now I do, I don’t think I could watch it.

  6. Doug
    Posted April 9, 2018 at 8:14 am | Permalink

    Scott Carpenter and Gordon Cooper are the other two Mercury astronauts.

    I remember that when I was a kid in the 1960s, astronauts were celebrities; there was a brand of soda that had pictures of astronauts on the underside of the bottle caps and we collected them like baseball cards. Once the goal of beating the Russians to Moon was reached, the public lost its fascination–space travel had become routine, something unimaginable a few years earlier. My father once said with surprise, “I don’t know the names of any of the astronauts on the new mission,” and my mother said, “Well it’s like a plane taking off. It’s not a big deal any more.”

  7. BJ
    Posted April 9, 2018 at 8:49 am | Permalink

    “Check out the proboscis on this fly.”

    It sounds so dirty to me very time somebody says something like that. “Proboscis” just sounds like a word for some part of a person’s genitals.

    I’m calling it now: there’s going to be a small group of people who complain to that animal magazine of being offended by that advertisement. There may or may not be a twitter/Facebook apology made.

    • Ken Kukec
      Posted April 9, 2018 at 10:09 am | Permalink

      The fly pollinating the lily reminds me of the scene below the opening credits in Strangelove, of the midair B-52 refueling. The sexual connotations weren’t lost on Stanley; hell, the scene was accompanied by an instrumental version of “I’m in the Mood for Love.”

      • BJ
        Posted April 9, 2018 at 8:45 pm | Permalink

        Very nice catch.

        By the way, I just watched John Michael McDonagh’s latest film, War on Everyone. I was dumbfounded by the very idea that it was made by the same man who wrote and directed his other two films. I could see what he was going for, but it was so poorly executed. Alexander Skarsgard definitely didn’t help.

        Watch it and be bemused as I was.

  8. nicky
    Posted April 9, 2018 at 11:01 am | Permalink

    I’m not sure I find the ‘Spey or Neuter’ poster in very good taste, but it is kinda original.

  9. JonLynnHarvey
    Posted April 9, 2018 at 11:08 am | Permalink

    Richard Dawkins is also an admirer of Dietrich Bonhoeffer. DHs theology altered a lot over the years becoming increasingly less traditional.

  10. Posted April 9, 2018 at 12:00 pm | Permalink

    I suspect if you actually got an answer about the communion thing you’d get something appealing to bastardized Aristotle, as usual when it comes to “natural philosophy” and the Church.

    Aristotle held that matter was infinitely divisible. Hence if the official theory of matter of the church still holds this (they still publish Thomistic texts with his embryology!) then one can imagine that one can make any finite number of communion wafers from a finite Jesus by making sure the series of sizes they form does not diverge.

    • darrelle
      Posted April 9, 2018 at 12:10 pm | Permalink

      The old Homeopathic Jesus argument.

    • BJ
      Posted April 9, 2018 at 9:55 pm | Permalink

      Fucking Christ, this comment is brilliant.

  11. Mohammed Amry
    Posted April 9, 2018 at 1:21 pm | Permalink

    Someone on Reddit just answered the Jesus question (see the link for further details):

    -A sleeve of 1000 communion wafers weighs 8.8 oz, so one wafer is .0088 oz

    -A communion wine shot is .5 oz

    71lb=32,205.05g of christ body

    4.5l=152.163 oz of christ blood

    At the rate of one cracker and shot a week it would take 129,090 weeks or 2,482.5 years to eat a Jesus. To drink a Jesus would only take 305 weeks.

    I take this one step further and ask if every Christian took communion simultaneously how many jesuses would be consumed.

    If all 2.2 billion Christians ate a wafer and drank a wine shot: – 1,936,000oz of Body or 60.11 jesuses would be eaten -1,100,000,000oz of Blood or 7,229,089.857 jesuses would be drank at once.

    • busterggi
      Posted April 9, 2018 at 1:34 pm | Permalink

      HAH! Jesus is not metric, I knew that system was Satanic!

      • Ken Kukec
        Posted April 9, 2018 at 1:40 pm | Permalink

        To paraphrase Ma Ferguson, if avoirdupois was good enough for Jesus Christ, it oughta be good enough for American schoolkids.

    • Posted April 9, 2018 at 7:08 pm | Permalink

      Does the weight of Christ’s body take into account that you’ve drained all his blood to make the wine?

  12. Andrea Kenner
    Posted April 9, 2018 at 6:29 pm | Permalink

    Here’s one of my all-time favorite YouTube videos. It’s long the same vein as the photo sent by Randy Schenck.

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