So there was a beautiful Mass today at St Mary's Star of the Sea. Father Chris announced that the bishop was extending his pastorate for the full twelve year term. Which is really great. He is a tremendous priest and a wonderful pastor.
It is interesting about pastors. Back in the day they would stay for twenty or thirty years and never moved. Now they have set terms and move them around. This really sucks because just when you get used to someone he has to move on. Plus a priest has to uproot himself and start over at an advanced age which is not fair. But that is what bishops do. Bishops are politicians and have no experience dealing with real people in the parishes. So it is no big thing for them but it sucks for those of us in the neighborhoods.
Our church is always full of kids and young families. They come from all around the neighborhood because Father Chris made the church kid friendly. Even though they might run up the aisle during Mass nobody sweats it.
The guy in the background is the former organist Mr. Sal. He had been the organist but just retired after twenty years. They got a new guy who is pretty terrible. I mean he has been late a couple of times which is really bad. Father Chris tells a snappy 45 minute Mass so he is messing with everybody when he is late. Plus his musical ability is not all that great. But I guess that is all you can get with the money they were paying.
By the way Mr. Sal is a finoick of the first water but he managed to go to church and leave his politics out of it. He is kinda sad since PJ Hanley's closed since he used to hang out there every night.
There was a nice baptism right after Mass. I actually stayed afterwards to watch it. It is always inspirational and several other people did as well to welcome the couple into the parish. It was very nice.
Something certain bilious bitches will never experience in their stunted sad lives. Just sayn'
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Trooper, I think baptisms don't get their due. My bride is a Presbyterian elder. They make the baptism the beginning of the service, which I like. The entire church welcomes the newly baptized w/ a prayer and song.
My regular church has Mass in Latin every day, two services on Sunday. The priests are members of an orders whose world HQ is in Italy, and NA HQ is in Chicago. They rotate the priests all over the world, so the current and most recent pastors we have were both from France. Nice men, exceptionally well educated, but sometimes the homily is a challenge to understand.
The nearby parish where I go when I can't make it downtown is pretty good as far as novus ordo parishes. Big congregation, wonderful pastor. It's kind of a test bed for newly ordained priests. In the past three years it has had a married priest (Anglican convert), and guy who entered the seminary at age forty, and now a new guy who is an immigrant from India.
The music minister is a trained pro, and very good. If you arrive about 30 minutes early, you can hear him riffing some jazz on the piano, before most parishioners file in. It's worth it, and who doesn't need some additional knee time, knowhatimean?
Baptisms are also done during Mass, with part of the ceremony at the beginning of Mass and part during the prayers. This is new (to me, at least) and I like it.
Welcoming newborns into the community just feels good. It's much better than having members of a community leave because they can no longer stand your nonsense and hypocrisy.
It is wonderful to see new babies and the proud parents and grandparents.
Sometimes I sidle up to the them and discreetly say "coming to church is a very good thing and we hope to see you guys a lot. Don't worry about the baby crying we have a lot of that here."
Father Chris uses me to say what he wants to say but can't.
Like when he had me go up in the pulpit and tell the parishioners that they were too cheap and needed to put more in the collection plate.
That was fun.
"Don't worry about the baby crying we have a lot of that here."
Wait, are we talking about church or TOP here? I don't always follow these veiled references.
The church I went to published a yearly book listing how much money each parishioner gave. Our priest, Father Crudele, was never shy about telling people to give more.
What's a "finoick"?
Take some fennel, translate it into Italian, then translate that into Trooper Yorkish. Bada bing - what he wrote.
I see baptisms done during Mass, but it throws that 45 minute schedule right out the window.
finoik means fabulous!
Are you suggesting Althouse does not have something similar in her life? Doesn't she expect Meade to worship her?
Perhaps, but a golden shower is not, technically, a baptism.
Nope, still don't get how someone can be a "finoick of the first water".
First rule of Trooper York is don't try to understand Trooper York.
A fanook of the second water would be missing an eye. There's that.
Eye see what you did there, MamaM.
It appears as if Trooper's first water guy had a pair of eyes and a fairly good ear.
A painter, eh?
Urban Dictionary gives a definition of "finoik." It's spelled without the "c." Trooper seems to be channeling Sir Archy's orthography, with things like "Publick."
Anyway, the U.D. says:
finoik
A person, usually of Italian decent, who is homosexual or bisexual. This term became popular from the hit HBO television series "The Sopranos".
Stop allowing your young son to play with your daughter's old Barbie dolls, unless you want him to end up being a f*ckin finoik!
There is a similar usage in Philly.
The U.D. has:
finoink
south philadelphia italian slang for faggot
yo cuz! i dont know why your tryin to hit on my girl..we all know you're a fuckin finoink
I once knew a guy from South Philadelphia by the name of Corelli. His first name was not Arcangelo, and he didn't play the violin. Neither did his friend, Tony Vivaldi.
From "finocchio", Italian for fennel, which takes it back to eyes of the beholder and private interpretations.
What is the link between the fennel plant and those of the Titus persuasion? How did the two get associated? What were the Florentines thinking?
We used to listen to Corelli's Christmas concerto back when I was a kid - we were fortunate that way.
Corelli was Bolognese, not a Florentine. What struck me when reading his Wiki-"We are never wrong"-pedia entry was that his playing and teaching methods are still echoing down through the centuries. Those kind of traditions fascinate me. Well done, Archie.
What were the Florentines thinking?
Absinthe-mindedness?
Filiform at its finest! From the same fold who were fond referring to a knife full of holes as a "spoon""
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