Attending Mass at St. Patrick's Cathedral
This was from a friend of mine
So on Sunday as a gesture to Mary Ellen who is nominally Catholic, and to Cory we attended mass at the magnificent (usually) St. Patrick's cathedral.
Mass was poorly attended and the entire of the interior of the cathedral was a huge mass of scaffolding. Here is symbolic point number 1: the work is presumably being done to repair the crumbling structure of the church building having not been maintained for many decades. I.e., I don't think they are doing this to create some incredible new vision of the cathedral. The sermon was very hard to follow due to the poor sound system and the priest was at the altar that seemed to be a mile away. The cathedral was slightly cool and dark and it was bright and hot outside. Probably close to the experience by a typical medieval mass goer. Believe it or not the sermon as best as I could make out was that we shouldn't concentrate on the seen, but that would should concentrate on the unseen and the life hereafter. That's what really counts. There were two collections and so I dropped a 20 for each collection. Here is the kicker - get ready for it. I didn't feel anything particularly one way or the other and as we sauntered out the bright sunlight hit me full force and what did I see right in front of me in all of its glory? The statue of Atlas boom right in front of me! I thought that that was so shocking and such a contrast to the whole mass experience that I just had to share it with you. I will leave it to you to connect the dots and write an essay about it and let me know what it all means if you ever feel like it.
So on Sunday as a gesture to Mary Ellen who is nominally Catholic, and to Cory we attended mass at the magnificent (usually) St. Patrick's cathedral.
Mass was poorly attended and the entire of the interior of the cathedral was a huge mass of scaffolding. Here is symbolic point number 1: the work is presumably being done to repair the crumbling structure of the church building having not been maintained for many decades. I.e., I don't think they are doing this to create some incredible new vision of the cathedral. The sermon was very hard to follow due to the poor sound system and the priest was at the altar that seemed to be a mile away. The cathedral was slightly cool and dark and it was bright and hot outside. Probably close to the experience by a typical medieval mass goer. Believe it or not the sermon as best as I could make out was that we shouldn't concentrate on the seen, but that would should concentrate on the unseen and the life hereafter. That's what really counts. There were two collections and so I dropped a 20 for each collection. Here is the kicker - get ready for it. I didn't feel anything particularly one way or the other and as we sauntered out the bright sunlight hit me full force and what did I see right in front of me in all of its glory? The statue of Atlas boom right in front of me! I thought that that was so shocking and such a contrast to the whole mass experience that I just had to share it with you. I will leave it to you to connect the dots and write an essay about it and let me know what it all means if you ever feel like it.
I would not give them a dime. It was the story of Galileo that caused me at a young age to say no-way to the christianity and religion.
Most here at the Gulch are not going to share your faith, so that's something to be aware of.
More directly in response to your post, the point of the AS book is that Atlas should SHRUG OFF the world. As Galt, Rearden and Mulligan found in the book (and I'm sure many here in the virtual Gulch have also experienced) the moochers of the world will pile on and keep piling on, and nothing short of your total sacrifice is sufficient.
Those in the Gulch (both Virtual and literary) have recognized that a need on the moochers part does not necessarily create an obligation on the producers part.
Welcome to the Gulch.
VG
From a true Catholic
tributing $20? So what did you expect to experi-
ence? Exaltation?--I am aware that all Galt's Gul-
chers are not required to be Objectivists, but I do
think it is still rather odd.
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I've only been in a Catholic church twice in my adult life, once for a funeral, and once at the old Indian one south of Tucson and I can well remember the oppressive feeling of weight and doom and gloom that was present throughout those brief visits. In one way I was reminded of a carnival ride with all the decoration, the back ground of mystery for the laity behind the altar, and the acolytes in their robes with magic water and smoke. But it was also apparent that the parishioners gathered from the poor were expected to give, both financially (even if just pennys) and personally--to accept their life as it was with the word pictures drawn by the priests as hope and eventual payment for sacrifice of today's life.
The reasons one might find that entices entrance to the mysteries and magic contained within are really unimportant, compared to the revelation seen when returning to the light of the day and reality of individual achievement.
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