Peter cutting off someone’s ear is in all four of the gospels. They call him “Malchus.” It was part of the tradition that all four groups (represented by the four texts) found significant. Peter’s so pissed off that he lashes out at the lowest man on the totem pole, a slave. Peter’s so pissed off […]
Read More Ears to You, MalchusIt’s clear to us that Lincoln will die He wears the sheen of a much-rubbed lamp It’s clear he never wore his hair grey (“After life’s fitful fever he sleeps well: /Treason has done his worst; nor steel, nor poison,/Malice domestic, foreign levy, nothing, /Can touch him further.”) “he looked ashen” the biography is always […]
Read More He Sleeps WellUP Blow it up, Professor Lowe. Blow it full, let it puff up, over the rim, higher than all walls, all churches, all hills Sulfuric acid and iron could make buoyancy as joyful as Mary Poppins’ ceiling tea party as goofy as Charlie, pre-burp, bobbing up, up, full of carbonation, pre-fan that will chop you […]
Read More Professor Thaddeus Lowe’s Hydrogen BalloonI watch many videos about British history. I like one about Charles VI of France. Riding into battle, someone dropped a spear, which hit a shield, and he PTSD’ed into killing four of his own guys before he could be restrained. Takes guts to restrain a king. Like Martin Luther going to to toe with […]
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