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{Wednesday, November 30, 2005  }

.:{Hannibal Lecter Becomes Reality?}:.


Via Reuters

French woman has first partial face transplant
Wed Nov 30, 2005 3:30 PM ET

By Catherine Lagrange

LYON, France (Reuters) - French surgeons have performed what they said on Wednesday was the world's first partial face transplant -- giving a new nose, chin and lips to a woman savaged by a dog.

Specialists from two French hospitals carried out the operation on a 38-year-old woman on Sunday in the northern city of Amiens by grafting on tissues, muscles, arteries and veins from a brain-dead woman.

"The patient is in an excellent state and the transplant looks normal," the hospitals said in a brief statement after waiting three days to announce the pioneering surgery.

The woman, who was not identified, had been left without a nose and lips after the dog attacked her last May, and was unable to talk or chew properly.

The statement did not say what the woman would look like when she had fully recovered, but medical experts said she was unlikely to resemble the donor.

The operation was led by Jean-Michel Dubernard, a specialist from a hospital in Lyon who has also carried out hand transplants, and Bernard Devauchelle from the Amiens hospital.

Stephen Wigmore, chair of the British Transplantation Society's ethics committee, said teams in France, the United States and Britain had been developing techniques to make face transplants a reality.

Skin transplants have long been used to treat burns and other injuries, but operations around the mouth and nose have been considered very difficult because of the area's high sensitivity to foreign tissue.

ETHICAL QUESTIONS

Iain Hutchins, a facial surgeon and head of the research charity Saving Faces -- The Facial Surgery Research Foundation, said that, although such medical advances should be celebrated, the transplant had thrown up moral and ethical issues.

"This was a ‘quality of life' operation rather than a life-saving operation and has many implications for the recipient's and donor's families," he said.

There was a short-term risk for the patient if blood vessels became blocked, a medium-term danger of her body rejecting the donor tissue and a long-term possibility that the drugs used in the operation could cause cancers.

"She could be back to square one, without a face, needing further reconstruction operations," he said.

Experts say the microsurgery techniques needed for the face transplant are well established, but that little is known about the psychological impact and the long-term risk of the drugs the woman will have to take to avoid rejecting her new face.

Peter Butler, a plastic surgeon at the Royal Free Hospital in London who has researched face transplants, said he believed the nose, lips and chin had been transplanted as a complete unit, and the prognosis was probably good.

"The likelihood is that it is not going to change the facial identity very much as long as they have matched for skin tone and texture," he said.

"Aesthetically it would look pretty good if it heals. The question is how will it work. That is an unknown because we don't know if they transplanted nerves with it."

(Additional reporting by Patricia Reaney in London)


So let's think about this.

They took a "brain-dead" woman -- wherein "brain-dead" is ill-defined and doesn't mean "all-dead" -- and CUT OFF HER FACE and PUT IT ON ANOTHER PERSON?

What about this doesn't sound like Silence of the Lambs???



Update: The ethical implications get murkier and murkier: Face-transplant surgeons violated ethics advice -- evidently the surgeons did not attempt normal reconstructive surgery. And here's something entirely irresponsible:

Lantieri said a surgeon in Lille who had seen the woman's medical record was concerned about her psychological suitability to endure the operation and adhere to the complex drugs needed life-long to ensure the operation's success.

That's kind of important, y'know?
posted by Lauren, 9:01 PM | link | 5 comments

{Tuesday, November 29, 2005  }

.:{All that squinting for naught}:.




I have recently discovered what has been puzzling me since June -- just who are all the Dominicans in the painting above the altar at the DHS?

I was never able to clearly discern faces or the names written in the halos, save once when I was fairly certain I saw Bld. Gonzolo of Amarente depicted.

According to this I was mistaken. Detailed information about the mural provided at that link. And evidently more has been written, given the citations at the bottom of the page.

Eeeexcellent.
posted by Lauren, 10:06 AM | link | 1 comments

{Sunday, November 27, 2005  }

.:{More Unrelated Stuff}:.


Facebook is a great thing. Not only can one share photos with college friends all around the world without the hassle of actually tapping three keys to send an email, but one may apprear interesting, cool or important by inflating the number of "friends" on one's facebook list (among my friends number Dante, Thomas Aquinas, CS Lewis, The Catholic Church, Pope Benedict XVI, Pope John Paul II and Edgar Allen Poe). A popular friend at the University of Virginia (with appx. 3500 friends at UVA alone, not counting other schools across the nation) is my hometown's own Thomas Jefferson.

Another cool thing about Facebook is that, should anyone doubt who you are and/or have troubles putting faces to names, other people can link to their pictures of you.

Such was done (as in the following picture) with our own Mr. Jefferson.

I love Mr. Jefferson as much as the next Charlottesvillain. At last someone has had the audacity to do what every C-v girl has only dreamed of:



You go, UVA gal. You go. *sad*
posted by Lauren, 9:28 PM | link | 10 comments

.:{I have returned}:.




I am back. Computer's all fixed. I want to see Harry Potter again. (Darnit, if Cacciaguida can randomly post about HP, so can I)

Thanks again Zadok for helping maintain the blog. Don't let the door hit you on the way out.

Normal posting shall resume ... soonish. Still have outstanding papers to do. And I learned the Viennese Waltz today, so I'm oh-so-slightly distracted with that. Speaking of which ...



Swirling. Dramatic. Gotta love that fur-trimmed cape. But their dance frame is very bad. Tut tut. (My partner and I have a pretty good frame in this picture, my wrist isn't all horrible like in the other one.)

(And although McGonagall was teaching the Hogwartians the English/Slow Waltz, what Prof. Flitwick played at the Yule ball was a Viennese ... twice as fast and muuuch more difficult.)

(These pictures from the website of our favorite Bulgarian, Stanislav-Ianevski.com. I mean, could one ask for a better name?)
posted by Lauren, 2:30 AM | link | 1 comments

{Thursday, November 24, 2005  }

.:{Do Re Meme Fa Sol La Ti Do}:.


Yes, *cough*, thank you, Zadok, for that ... enlightening post on the present holiday. Now, why don't you run off and celebrate the Battle of the Boyne or something.

Well wait, don't go too far, because I'm resurfacing for a moment to bring you ...

The Confiteor Meme

Confiteor Deo omnipotenti, et beatae Mariae semper virgini, et beato Dominico patri nostro, et omnibus sanctis, et tibi pater, quia peccavi nimis, cogitatione, locutione, opere et omissione, mea culpa; precor te orare pro me.

Misereatur tui omnipotens Deus et dimittat tibi omnia peccata tua: liberet te ab omni malo, salvet et confirmet te in omni opere bono, et perducat te ad vitam aeternam.


(The Dominican Confiteor, of course)

* I confess that I almost never re-read posts here, and less often do I correct them for spelling and grammar, though usually I am quite meticulous about both. Furthermore, nobody asks me to look over their papers anymore, because I am a grammar nazi.
* I confess that when I was a kid, I thought that priests were REALLY scary.
* I confess that I often put a lot of weight in externals. But come on, who is going to be taken the more seriously: the sloppy-looking though possibly brilliant kid, or the sharp, snappy, well-ironed and together individual who holds himself upright?
* I confess that I prefer Gentleman Jack to everything except Shiraz. My family refuses to believe this, probably because...
* I confess to being occasionally contrary for the sake of being contrary. For this reason, I will not watch "It's A Wonderful Life", simply because everybody and his brother has seen it.
* I confess that I have an intense aversion to nearly anything Russian. This is most ironic, as I find myself with a fancy for persons of said nationality (Viktor Krumm? Hott!), and have taken up "The Brothers Karamazov" in hope of liking Dostoevsky, as I have not read one thing by a Russian author that I have found remotely appealing. (I think "War and Peace", together with "Uncle Vanya", may have ruined me)
* I confess that I was a Trekkie when I was 11. My dad and I used to watch Star Trek: The Next Generation together (one of the few things we've ever had in common). I really wanted one of those communicator badges. And then I grew up into a Star Wars nerd. When Episode I came out, I was 14 and my hair was long enough to put in Princess Leia buns. So I did. And I got on the news.
* I confess that, although I'm really organized at work and at school (i.e. I organize and straighten all the chairs in the room before philosophy class), my room is almost a perpetual mess and I hate it when I'm thinking about it.
* I confess that I originally learned Greek to impress a guy. Probably the smartest dumb thing I've ever done.
* I confess that I learned to read as I walk because I saw Belle do it in "Beauty and the Beast". I'm quite good at it now.
* I confess that I've always wanted to walk downtown in a ballgown with a gentleman in a tuxedo for no particular reason.
* I confess that when, as a kid, I used to play "house" with my friends, I got tired of competing for the role of "mom", "baby" or "dog" (or "princess" in other games), so I used to volunteer to be "dad" or "prince" or "dragon". Hey, no competition, and I got to tell "mom" and "baby" what to do.
* I confess that I ate a bug (an ant, alive, in first grade) to show the guys I was tough/cool. But then they all went "ewwwww!" and ran away. (I'm a bit of a converted tomboy...)
* I confess that I vehemently wanted to be a Franciscan once -- Mother Angelica's example. This was before I read those books by Mary Fabyan Windeatt, who must be, I think, a closet Dominican. I read "St. Rose of Lima", "St. Catherine of Siena", "St. Dominic" and "St. Thomas Aquinas" (among others), but she also has "Patron Saint of First Communicants" (Bld. Imelda), "St. Hyacinth of Poland" and "St. Martin de Porres". I'm waiting for her book on Pier Giorgio Frassati and Bartolome de las Casas.
* I confess that I baptized a friend of mine with Lourdes water when we were both in second grade. A friend of mine checked my story with his canon law professor and apparently it was entirely valid, thereby beating out all my priest and seminarian friends to their first baptism.

Updated to add: Oh yeah, I forgot about tagging people. Matt at the Holy Whapping, Fr. Seraphim, and... I wonder if Jamie and the Rector would oblige me.
posted by Lauren, 9:58 PM | link | 11 comments

.:{November 24th - American Thanksgiving}:.


The Cnytr has asked me to do a post concerning what I know about today’s feast of ‘American Thanksgiving’
‘American Thanksgiving’ is so named from the Greek verb ‘eucharistein’ (to give thanks) because it commemorates the 1st Mass celebrated in America by St Christopher Columbus (patron saint of travellers) on this day in 1492. He landed in Virginia and offered a votive Mass of the BVM (thus Virginia). This early Spanish presence in America explains such place names as San Francisco, Santa Fe and Los Vegas.
After Mass, the Spaniards shared their turkeys (brought from Portugal) with a local tribe, the Pilgrims. Needless to say, subsequent cultural influence have changed the tone of the feast – just as Virginia is now known as New England, many of the Spanish aspects of the celebration have fallen into disuse outside Hispanic communities. The Thanksgiving piñata is no longer very common and the connection between the thanksgiving flamenco and the plastic flamingos used to decorate houses at Thanksgiving is largely forgotten. A Celtic influence can be detached in the Thanksgiving custom of decorating pumpkin pies, and the gift-giving excesses of ‘American Thanksgiving’ have their roots in the Northern European St Nicholas tradition.
Today Americans of all religions go to church. Controversially, public schools remain open because of the religious nature of the feast and the propriety of city governments erecting ‘Thanksgiving Tableaux’ is a hot topic. In some parts of the States, the feast is officially known as ‘Arbour Day’ and the ‘Thanksgiving Tree’ is growing in popularity.
Happy ‘American Thankgiving’ to you all!
posted by Zadok the Roman, 3:07 AM | link | 4 comments

{Wednesday, November 23, 2005  }

.:{St Cecilia...}:.


The Cnytr has asked me to post in honour of yesterday's saint-of-the-day, one of her innumerable patrons, St Cecilia. Not having much free time, I'm going to cheat and just post this poem by Auden:
Hymn to St. Cecilia
I.
In a garden shady this holy lady
With reverent cadence and subtile psalm,
Like a black swan as death came on
Poured forth her song in perfect calm:
And by ocean’s margin this innocent virgin
Constructed an organ to enlarge her prayer,
And notes tremendous from her great engine
Thundered out the Roman air.


Blonde Aphrodite rose up excited,
Moved to delight by the melody,
White as an orchid she rode quite naked
In an oyster shell on top of the sea;
At sounds so entrancing the angels dancing
Came out of their trance into time again,
And around the wicked in Hell’s abysses
The huge flame flickered and eased their pain.


Blessed Cecilia, appear in visions
To all musicians, appear and inspire:
Translated Daughter, come down and startle
Composing mortals with immortal fire.

II.

I cannot grow;
I have no shadow
To run away from,
I only play.

I cannot err;
There is no creature
Whom I belong to,
Whom I could wrong.

I am defeat
When it knows it
Can now do nothing
By suffering.

All you lived through,
Dancing because you
No longer need it
For any deed.

I shall never be
Different. Love me.

Blessed Cecilia, appear in vision
To all musicians, appear and inspire:
Translated Daughter, come down and startle
Composing mortals with immortal fire.


(This poem was wonderfully set to music by Benjamin Britten)
posted by Zadok the Roman, 8:04 AM | link | 2 comments

{Tuesday, November 22, 2005  }

.:{The Cnytr requests...}:.


... that I post the reading from a sermon of St Augustine's from yesteday's Feast of the Presentation:
Stretching out his hand over his disciples, the Lord Christ declared: Here are my mother and my brothers; anyone who does the will of my Father who sent me is my brother and sister and my mother. I would urge you to ponder these words. Did the Virgin Mary, who believed by faith and conceived by faith, who was the chosen one from whom our Saviour was born among men, who was created by Christ before Christ was created in her – did she not do the will of the Father? Indeed the blessed Mary certainly did the Father’s will, and so it was for her a greater thing to have been Christ’s disciple than to have been his mother, and she was more blessed in her discipleship than in her motherhood. Hers was the happiness of first bearing in her womb him whom she would obey as her master.
Now listen and see if the words of Scripture do not agree with what I have said. The Lord was passing by and crowds were following him. His miracles gave proof of divine power. and a woman cried out: Happy is the womb that bore you, blessed is that womb! But the Lord, not wishing people to seek happiness in a purely physical relationship, replied: More blessed are those who hear the word of God and keep it. Mary heard God’s word and kept it, and so she is blessed. She kept God’s truth in her mind, a nobler thing than carrying his body in her womb. The truth and the body were both Christ: he was kept in Mary’s mind insofar as he is truth, he was carried in her womb insofar as he is man; but what is kept in the mind is of a higher order than what is carried in the womb.
The Virgin Mary is both holy and blessed, and yet the Church is greater than she. Mary is a part of the Church, a member of the Church, a holy, an eminent – the most eminent – member, but still only a member of the entire body. The body undoubtedly is greater than she, one of its members. This body has the Lord for its head, and head and body together make up the whole Christ. In other words, our head is divine – our head is God.
Now, beloved, give me your whole attention, for you also are members of Christ; you also are the body of Christ. Consider how you yourselves can be among those of whom the Lord said: Here are my mother and my brothers. Do you wonder how you can be the mother of Christ? He himself said: Whoever hears and fulfils the will of my Father in heaven is my brother and my sister and my mother. As for our being the brothers and sisters of Christ, we can understand this because although there is only one inheritance and Christ is the only Son, his mercy would not allow him to remain alone. It was his wish that we too should be heirs of the Father, and co-heirs with himself.
Now having said that all of you are brothers of Christ, shall I not dare to call you his mother? Much less would I dare to deny his own words. Tell me how Mary became the mother of Christ, if it was not by giving birth to the members of Christ? You, to whom I am speaking, are the members of Christ. Of whom were you born? “Of Mother Church”, I hear the reply of your hearts. You became sons of this mother at your baptism, you came to birth then as members of Christ. Now you in your turn must draw to the font of baptism as many as you possibly can. You became sons when you were born there yourselves, and now by bringing others to birth in the same way, you have it in your power to become the mothers of Christ.

Belated greetings to all Dominicans on the feast of the Presentation of the BVM. May the example of their Heavenly Mother inspire them to bring Christ to birth in their hearts.
posted by Zadok the Roman, 5:04 AM | link | 0 comments

{Monday, November 21, 2005  }

.:{Emergency Announcement - Code Alpha Tango Bravo}:.


Following the unfortunate demise of the Cnytr's computer, I've been invited onboard to temporarily moderate comments and so forth.
I'm going to resist the temptation to use my new powers to promote my blog.

That is all,
Zadok the Roman.
posted by Zadok the Roman, 9:28 AM | link | 1 comments

.:{Hiatus increased}:.


Bloggians,

Something has eaten my computer. My operating system, to be exact. Seeing as my norton was a bit out of date (yes, I am an idiot), I am forced to conclude that the culprit was a particularly nasty virus.

No idea how long this will take to fix, but undoubtedly it will affect my ability to post as often until it *is* fixed.

Apologies.

Please pray for my sanity (esp. what this means for my schoolwork).

Frustratedly yours,


Miss Lauren
posted by Lauren, 1:40 AM | link | 5 comments

{Wednesday, November 16, 2005  }

.:{Short Hiatus}:.




Bloggians --

A short hiatus from now until either next week or Thanksgiving. A billion things to get done before the Ohio Star Ball this weekend, and a paper due upon return.

Say a prayer for myself and my partner, pictured above. Note: my left wrist OUGHT to be straight instead of at a weird angle like that (a bad habit of mine -- it happens every time we do the outside partner turn... no wonder we didn't get called back for our tango). However, the Waltz is ours!
posted by Lauren, 2:26 AM | link | 6 comments

.:{Facebook Rome Pictures}:.


In a massive attempt to waste a ton of time I DON'T have, I have put a hugely comprehensive amount of my photos from my semester abroad in Rome in a series of three photo albums on facebook. They're available to everyone with facebook (i.e. most college students), so you don't need to add me to a friends list to see them. I think.

They consist less of Random People You Don't Know (although there are a few like that) and more of Cool Places I Went and Cool Things I Saw, though not entirely devoid of people, because my dad taught to get pictures of people (and since I explored a lot by myself, they're mostly of ME).

Enjoy.
posted by Lauren, 1:57 AM | link | 3 comments

{Monday, November 14, 2005  }

.:{New Strongbad!!!}:.


Don't, like, the Italians have a space program?
posted by Lauren, 7:48 PM | link | 0 comments

.:{Forget ponies...}:.




...I want a llama for Christmas.
posted by Lauren, 7:31 PM | link | 6 comments

{Sunday, November 13, 2005  }

.:{Uniform Dos and Don'ts}:.


A buddy of mine in VWIL (Virginia Women's Institute for Leadership, the female VMI, only with less tradition, though the only all-female corps of cadets in the world) recently marched in the Veteran's Day Parade. Do take note:



Those cadets look pressed and pretty sharp. Note especially the "cover" (i.e. that's a hat, for all the non-military types) -- the brim of which is parallel to the ground. Yes, it makes the brim come down way over one's eyes. It's supposed to.

One does not, I repeat, does not wear a uniform cover like a baseball cap (unless one is setting an ambush, but that's another matter -- yes, that was our CPT's brilliant idea).

Otherwise one looks DUMB.



These are "Members of the Civil Air Patrol Cadet Squad".

I just want to ask ... why? Why BDUs (for cadets) in a parade? Why is she wearing her cover like that? It looks civilian-punk.

Also --


"I love it when a plan comes together."

Holy cow, it's Patton reincarnate.

And the church reflected in this tuba was my parish church as a kid.

Apologies for the relapse into cadetness. I've been having withdrawls lately, esp. since hearing a few of my ROTC buddies are now in Iraq and Kuwait, something I didn't know about until I got emails from them saying as much. (Texas ... Kuwait ... kinda different)
posted by Lauren, 11:30 PM | link | 4 comments

.:{The World According to America}:.


(With some apologies ... though most of the people I know still get Austria and Australia confused)



And in case we want some more detail of the important parts of the world...

posted by Lauren, 3:01 PM | link | 11 comments

.:{Remember: "idiom" is but one letter from "idiot"}:.


From Agenzia Giornalistica Italia:

(AGI) - Vatican City, Nov 11 - The legacy of Pope John Pail II "includes, among various examples, a shining attitude towards prayer. We now pick up his spiritual heritage under the guidance of his heavenly intercession," said today Pope Benedict XVI during a sermon to celebrate late cardinals and bishops. "Over the last 12 months," said the current Pope, "we have had five revered cardinals who kicked the bucket: Juan Carlos Aramburu, Jan Pieter Schotte, Corrado Bafile, Jaime Sin and, less than a month ago, Giuseppe Caprio. We entrust their souls and those of the Archbishops and Bishops who passed away recently to God." [...]

That. Is. Awesome.

Hat tip: everybody.
posted by Lauren, 2:02 PM | link | 1 comments

{Friday, November 11, 2005  }

.:{A matter of no great consequence}:.


Self: Rocco is becoming just plain boring.
Friend: Not even infuriating anymore, just boring.
Self: Yeah.
Friend: I'm beginning to think Rocco has a slight ego problem.
Self: Thank you, Captain Obvious.
Friend: It's like he's having difficulty keeping it all inside his mouth. Which is the only place big enough he could find to keep it.

*zing*
posted by Lauren, 3:14 PM | link | 1 comments

{Thursday, November 10, 2005  }

.:{And another one rides the bus}:.


Fr. Powell OP is an excellent Dominican (the kind with an admirably weighty intellect) I had the good fortune to meet my last semester at UDallas. Lamentably he came to UD just as I was leaving it, so I have been able to revel in the New Face Of Campus Ministry (it is finally safe to go to confession on campus!).

But now all can have the benefit of his preaching, has he has just gotten himself a blog called Domine, da mihi hanc aquam!
posted by Lauren, 7:11 PM | link | 1 comments

.:{Yeah right}:.


(More Beatle-news)

Yoko Says Animosity Between Her, Paul Is Overblown

Cue every Beatle-girl everywhere: "Oh yeah-freakin'-right!"

LONDON -- Yoko Ono said she and Paul McCartney are not at each other's throats as much as people might think.

Ono told Britain's "Orange Playlist" show when she and McCartney need to speak, they do.

The widow of John Lennon said there are always "Beatle family gatherings" where everyone gets together, so they often see each other at things like that -- most recently, after George Harrison died.

Ono said people like to picture her and McCartney "in a boxing ring, squaring up to each other, feuding all the time."

"People need light-hearted topics like me and Paul fighting to escape all the horror of the world, but it's not true any more," Ono said.

Ono admitted that she and McCartney have clashed many times, but she respects McCartney for having been Lennon's partner and he respects her for being Lennon's wife.


Yeah, when they need to speak they do ... but I suppose she also *needs* to criticize Paul in public? Stupid woman.
posted by Lauren, 5:53 PM | link | 0 comments

.:{One small step for mankind, one giant leap for eugenics}:.


-or- "Kill Your Imperfect Baby Sooner, Before You Get Too Attached To It"

The Washington Post reports:

A first-trimester screening test can reliably identify fetuses likely to be born with Down syndrome, providing expectant women with that information much earlier in a pregnancy than current testing allows, according to a major study being released today.

The eagerly awaited study of more than 38,000 U.S. women -- the largest ever conducted -- found that the screening method, which combines a blood test with an ultrasound exam, can pinpoint many fetuses with the common genetic disorder 11 weeks after conception. That allows women to decide sooner whether to undergo the riskier follow-up testing needed to confirm the diagnosis.



At first this sounded like good news to me. Then I thought "wait a minute, what's the point? And sure enough ...


Screening women before the second trimester allows those who might opt to terminate a pregnancy to make that decision when doctors say an abortion is safer and less traumatic. It also gives those who want to continue the pregnancy more time to prepare emotionally for their child's condition, and provides earlier reassurance to those whose babies are healthy, avoiding weeks of anxiety, Malone and others said.

The real point seems to be the one in bold. The second point I argue with qualifications -- whose first thought upon discovering one is pregnant is worry about down syndrome, unless it runs in the family? And even then, is a down syndrome baby less of a person? It seems to me the only reason for this test is to find out whether a mother wants to go through the trouble of carrying an imperfect child or not, and if not, to "dispose" of "it" before it gets to be an inconvenience, and before she gets too emotionally attached.

Word of the study triggered criticism from opponents of abortion, however, as well as from those who object to its use to prevent the birth of children with Down syndrome.

Down syndrome is the most common major chromosomal abnormality, occurring in about 5,000 babies born each year in the United States. The syndrome results when a baby has three, rather than two, copies of the 21st chromosome, causing distinctive physical features, developmental problems and an increased risk of a variety of health problems that usually shorten the child's life span.


But the scary thing ...

The first-trimester approach identified 87 percent of Down babies when used at 11 weeks, whereas the later quadruple test identified 81 percent. The two tests together picked up 95 percent of cases. Both produced false positives in about 5 percent of cases.

False positives. 5% chance one could kill one's baby only to find out there was nothing actually wrong with him.


"By the time you're 20 weeks pregnant, most women will be feeling fetal movement. We wouldn't want to underestimate the psychological or emotional difficulty of undergoing pregnancy termination that late," Malone said. "Also, at that point it's easy to tell by looking at the woman if she is pregnant. This way she can make her decision in utmost privacy."

As I said.

But Gene Rudd of the Christian Medical & Dental Associations said he was concerned that women are not always fully advised about the risks of prenatal testing, and that screening could be used to try to eliminate babies with Down syndrome.

"What's the goal here? Is it to rid our society of Down babies? If that is the goal, I really have to question the civility of that," Rudd said. "The overwhelming number of people with Down will tell you their life is good."

Randall K. O'Bannon of the National Right to Life Committee said in an e-mail, "These tests appear to be used only to select babies for abortion, including as many as 5 percent who may not even have Down's Syndrome. . . . Killing a child with Down's Syndrome is not the solution to Down's Syndrome."



Hear hear.


Malone and others, however, said they doubted the approach would result in more abortions.

"Most women are probably going to make the same decision now as before. If she decides to terminate the pregnancy, this just makes it safer and maximizes her privacy and confidentiality," Malone said.


Contradictory, as they mentioned above: Women who would opt to terminate a pregnancy based on the results would be able to do so much earlier, when abortion is less risky and less traumatic, Malone said.

Making abortions easier. That won't result in more abortions? Get a clue.
posted by Lauren, 5:36 PM | link | 2 comments

.:{Age-Appropriate}:.


The following was posted in the combox of this post:

As Rocco at Whispers in the Loggia put it, "I know this'll be a controversial statement, but sometimes the role of teachers requires presenting a constructive counterpoint to and an opposite view than that of parents. Just because parents are the first teachers doesn't mean they're the only ones. And if you're really that gung-ho about control, then take your kids out of the socialist-liberal-heresiarch public school and home-school them."

This depends on a few things (not all of which will be addressed in this post):

1) That what the teachers are doing actually is objectively constructive.
This in turn depends on
      i. the manner of the presentation
      ii. the age and maturity of the child
      iii. the after-effects
      iv. the topic
2) The subject matter
3) The background of the child up to this point.

Rocco's comment is quite correct -- to a certain point. There is a time when kids should be taught not what to think, but how to think. Ironically, this came for me when I was in high school -- being homeschooled (not by my parents, by PhDs for the most part -- I will be forever grateful to my Greek and English professor).

The individual intellect may awaken earlier or later than that point, but there is a certain point at which is it not awake and therefore not appropriate to present what will only confuse the child. I.e. Age 7 is generally given as the age of reason, but it is clear that reason is not fully developed at this point (unless you are my magister who used to read Augustine's Confessions under his desk in 1st grade at school).

If a parent is to teach a child what is right and wrong, the parent must be absolutely trustworthy in the eyes of the child because one can't always explain why something is wrong for lack of time ("No it is wrong to run into the middle of the street") or lack of reasoning capability ("It is wrong to boss mommy around; she can do it to you but you can't do it to her" -- I think this was my singlemost difficulty as a child. If mom could do something, why couldn't I do it back?)

However this trust is entirely shattered if one takes a young and impressionable child (as kids in elementary school are) and tells them something different from what their parents tell them. At that age, it is simply not appropriate and it is not the place of the school as the school is acting in loco parentis. It is perfectly acceptable and appropriate for later ages (esp. high school, maybe the last year or two of jr. high school), but before then, one needs to give the child time to develop.

Everyone needs to know what his or her own stance is before he can be expected to defend it. Don't ask me to defend next year's thesis, because I don't know what it will be about yet. Don't ask an eight-year-old to tell you about the principle of double-effect and its role in the controversial situation of falopian tube pregnancies. Formative years are formative for a reason. One day everyone must be challenged on the way they think, but to force this upon a child too young would be counter-formative.

Secondly, the children in the news story were elementary children (of 7, 8 and 10 years old) and they were being asked about their own sexual desires. Granted our society is becoming more and more corrupt, but generally most kids don't bother too much about the Facts of Life at ages 7 and 8.

This also goes against the general idea of Why Sex Ed Is Bad: it is the place of the parents to educate their children in respect to sexual mores especially if, in loving one's child, one wants it to be done properly. Sex ed teaches mechanics, it does not teach morals. Yet in something as powerful as sex and sexuality, it must be taught in a moral context.

What if some parents don't teach their children? Shame on them. The school does not have the right to interfere, especially when they are teaching wrongly anyway: i.e. the attitude of "you're all going to grow up to be promiscuous animals anyway, we may as well teach you how to be 'safe'." This is obviously a wrong attitude towards sex and towards the kid.

Furthermore, elementary sex ed and such things as the quiz asking about the sexual desires of 8-year-olds are not age-appropriate.

Therefore, in this particular case Rocco Palmo is wrong. It is not age-appropriate and would be counter-productive to expose children to things for which they are not yet ready.
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{Tuesday, November 08, 2005  }

.:{And I thought my All Saints was a cool party ...}:.


Then I saw pictures of the St. Andrews' party:

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.:{Vocations!}:.


Many congratulations to the now Father Seraphim Beshoner (TOR? OR?), having been ordained this past weekend!

Meanwhile Vareitas promotes Dominican vocations, the sisters of Moniales welcome their new postulant Sr. Greta after the celebration of their feast of all Dominican saints.

Furthermore, see Br. Lawrence's posts on Blessed Jordan of Saxony.

Update: Congratulations to Daniel who has just applied to the English Dominican province! Let's all storm heaven for him!
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{Monday, November 07, 2005  }

.:{Hymn from Today's Mass}:.


...and bits of the office.



O Saints of our Blest Order
Andrew Hofer, OP 1997



1. O Saints of our blest order, allow us now to tell
how you have crossed that border, forever there to dwell.
Your prayers, your works, and preaching did come from heaven's grace
and so the homeland reaching, you now behold the Face
of God who gave vocations to you in holiness;
thus, proudly with elations, we sing your happiness.



2. O mystics of the Passion, O virgins pure in heart,
O brothers of compassion, O blest with beauty's art!
You martyrs for believing, you husbands and you wives,
we hail you for receiving the grace to give your lives!
Like Dominic, enflaming you set the world ablaze
and bore the torch of naming Christ Jesus in your praise.



3. O now be interceding for us in black and white;
may we, in grace proceeding, be clothed in heaven's light.
Together, reuiniting, this family of love
will praise the Lord, delighting within His home above.
In Mary's cloak of graces we life our voice to praise
the Trinity who places the Order in his gaze.



[Ad Laudes matutinas; hymnus]

Salvete, cedri Libani,
plantae virentes Ordinis,
quae prata nunc caelestia
impletis almo germine.

Vos Trinitis gloria
aeterna circumplecitur,
vos aura Matris Virginis
mulcet piis favoniis.

Vos Angelorum curiae
cingunt chorea perpetum,
et irrigant purissimi
aeternitatis rivuli.

O inclitae propagines,
vestros iuvate filios,
in valle maesta debiles
nos roborate surculos.

Sit laus Patri cum Filio,
simulque dulci Flamini,
laeti quibuscum vivitis
in sempiterno lumine.



Christi pia grati sanctos sublimavit quos Patris Dominici Ordo propagavit: nos eorum meritis petimus iuvari, atque suis precibus Deo commendari.

[Preces ad vesperas]

Oculis in caelum sublevatis et concordi cum beatis fratribus voce Dominum flagitemus.

Sancti simus, quia tu sanctus es.

Cum beata Maria Virgine, Filii tui matre, cuius tutelae Ordinem Praedicatorum commisisti, verba tua auscultare volumus:
- itaque da nobis, Domine, cor humile et attentum.

Cum beato Dominico, Patre nostro, cui verbi ministerium contulisti, evangelium regni mundo nuntiare intendimus:
- vitam igitur nostram fac verbo tuo conformem.

Cum fratribus nostris martyribus, qui corpora tibi hostiam viventem exhibuerunt, testimonium tibi reddere columus:
- praesta nobis ut crucem paratam quotidie fortiter portemus.

Cum fratribus et sororibus nostris post fructosam vitam aedes tuas ingressis speramus ad caenam aeternam admitti:
- fac ut spes nostra non confundatur.

Cunctis familiae nostrae sodalibus et benefactoribus defunctis
- benignus tribue ut in aeternum apud te maneant.

Pater noster, etc.

Deus, omnis fons sanctitatis, qui Ecclesiam tuam variis sanctorum Ordinis Praedicatorum donis ditare dignatus es, da nobis ita eorum sequi vestigia, ut quos hodie sub una celebritate veneramur in terris, iis perpetua tandem festivitate associemur in caelis. Per Dominum.

[Benedictio finalis]

Deus, gloria et exsultatio Sanctorum, benedicat vos benedictione perpetua, qui vobis hodierna tribuit celebrare solemnia.
R. Amen

[vel]

Consepulti cum Christo per baptismum, in mortem et conresuscitati cum ipso, concedat nobis Deus ut in novitate vitae ambulens.
R. Amen.

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.:{Reason #38947329857639 Why I Love My Job}:.


So today the editor of The Thomist walked in.

I figure if the Master General Fr. Costa is like the Pope of the Dominicans, the editor of The Thomist has to be, like, the once-Cardinal Ratzinger.
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.:{On the Feast of All Dominican Saints}:.




Exactly a week ago was the vespers and procession at the Dominican House of Studies on the eve of all saints. At that liturgical event, a laudible homily was given by Br. HV Dyer, which is now online a the student brothers' page (where one can also view pictures, the rest of the homily, even a video of the event). On this, the feast of all Dominican Saints, I would call your attention to a few particular parts of it:

Becoming holy is no private affair; rather, we love God and neighbor in community. In his play The Mystery of the Charity of Joan of Arc Charles Peguy wrote: "You do not save your soul as you save a treasure, you save it as you lose a treasure, by squandering it. We must save ourselves together. We must arrive together before the good Lord. What would he say if we arrived before him alone, if we came home to him without the others?" The fame of this world means that a person is left alone to defend his turf, the adventure of love offered by Christ means a party in which "the more" is truly the merrier.

Each of us receives a personal call to holiness, but not a private one. We are called to work for the holiness of one another. God sanctified the Virgin Mary at her conception to be the Mother of Christ and His Church. St. Joseph taught Jesus carpentry. Jesus called the Apostles who became saints. St. Stephen prayed for St. Paul’s conversion as Paul was stoning him. St. Athanasius knew St. Anthony of the Desert and became his biographer. St. Augustine’s conversion was a result of the prayers of his mother, St. Monica and the preaching of St. Ambrose. When he grew older he corresponded with St. Jerome. In the east we see that luminous constellation known as the Cappadocians. St. Gregory of Nyssa was the brother of St. Basil the Great, St. Macrina was their sister and St. Gregory Nanzianzus was their friend.
St. Sixtus ordained St, Lawrence. St. Benedict and St. Scholastica were twins. Sts Cosmas and Damian were brothers. That strange and seemingly lonely figure of Syria St. Simeon the Stylite who lived on top of a column in the desert, preaching, praying, and healing once sent a letter to St. Genevieve who became the patron saint of Paris. Sts Francis and Clare were friends. St. Dominic’s mother is Bl. Jane and his brother is Bl. Mannes. Bl. Jordan of Saxony knew St. Dominic and later brought St. Albert the Great into the order, St. Albert in turn was the teacher of St. Thomas Aquinas. St Catherine of Siena worked with Bl Raymond of Capua. St. Antoninus knew Blessed Fra Angelico. St. Philip Neri knew St. Ignatius of Loyola, the Capuchin St. Felix Cantalice, the Cardinal St. Charles Borromeo, the Pope St. Pius V, St. Camillus de Lellis, and corresponded with St. Catherine De Ricci and he knew even more saints than these. St. Teresa of Avila was friends with St. John of the Cross. St. Martin de Porres knew St. Rose and St. Juan Macias. Rose and Martin were confirmed by the bishop St. Turibius. St. Francis de Sales and St. Jeanne de Chantal collaborated together and they were friends with St. Vincent de Paul and St. Louise De Marilac. St. John Vianney called his friend St. Pierre Julian Eymard the "Holiest man in France". St. John Bosco worked with St. Maria Mazarello to assist orphans. Blessed Francisco and Blessed Jacinta the Fatima visionaries were brother and sister. Bl. Maria and Bl. Luigi Quatrocchi were married to each other. Bl. Mother Theresa and Bl. Jan Tyranowski were friends of Pope John Paul the Second and we all knew John Paul the Second
[here everybody gasped ~L]. This is only a small part of the genealogy of the family of God that is formed in the Eucharist celebrated and lived. The Word becomes Flesh in the Eucharist and from the altar the Word enters our hearts and we become flesh also for the life of the world. The Church formed by the Eucharist is the friendship of God with his saints. This friendship transcends space and time and so the saints care for us even now. Saints touch the lives of other saints not only through proximity, but in other ways."

This particular part of the homily reminded me very strongly of something a friend and I often say to one another. And it's quite true.

Oremus pro invicem.



(Note: Br. Dyer's homily was, get this, printed in the Washington Times.)
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{Saturday, November 05, 2005  }

.:{Brief update}:.


So today at the ballroom dance competition, Rhythm-partner and self got called back once for cha-cha, and Standard partner and self got called back once for quickstep and, get this, *five times* for our waltz. We made it to the semi-finals, the farthest of our entire team (even amongst the bronze and silver dancers; however our teachers placed third overall in championships). By the by, there were somewhere around 100+ couples, and we were in the top 12. (These, btw, are people from VA/MD/DC/PA/NY)

Tomorrow: Latin and Smooth.

If you're at DCDI tomorrow, cheer for 241, and say some more prayers to St. Vitus!

Update 11/6/05: Today didn't go as well as yesterday (callbacks only once in both foxtrot and waltz), but it was still a fantastic time, and I and my partner owe a lot to the CUA team and to our teacher(s). Good competition, everyone. See you in Ohio.
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{Friday, November 04, 2005  }

.:{What's in a name?}:.



Apollo e Dafne by Gian Lorenzo Bernini (1598-1680); this statue resides in the Galleria Borghese. GO SEE IT.

I see someone found the blog looking for the entymology of the name "Lauren", specifically in Greek.

This, my first name, I find rather boring phonetically, but interesting historically.

The name was originally feminine, and referred to an episode most famously captured by the Augustinian-era poet Ovid (43BC - 17AD) in a section from his Metamorphoses. God sees demi-goddess. Greek god meets demi-goddess. Demi-goddess flees in terrified fear of her life. Greek god pursues demi-goddess "as when the greyhound sees the frightened hare flit over the plain". Demi-goddess turns into tree. Greek god adopts tree as symbol forever.

I find it to be one of the more interesting of the usually-bawdy Greco-Roman mythologies: whereas most of the Greek pantheon merely desires the bodies of beautiful mortals, Apollo chose the Daphne tree to be his symbol forever. And so it was -- crowns of laurel wreaths were traditionally given to poets, conquerors, and athletes. To this day we recognize the poet laureate and Dante with his crown of laurel leaves; even Petrarch addressed his sonnets to his lady love, Laura. When conquering emperors returned from battle, they wore crowns of laurels whilst the extravagence of the empire and the glory of the conquered peoples were displayed before him, though he always had someone whispering in his ear a reminder than man is mortal, and glory is fleeting. Athletes wearing laurels for their victories is referenced by St. Paul (who was, of course, writing in Greek to a Greek community) in 1 Corinthians 9:24-27 -- Do you not know that in a race all the runners compete, but only one receives the prize? So run that you may obtain it. Every athlete exercises self-control in all things. They do it to receive a perishable wreath, but we an imperishable. Well, I do not run aimlessly, I do not box as one beating the air; but I pommel my body and subdue it, lest after preaching to others I myself should be disqualified.

The word "crown" in Greek is stephanos and the leaves of which they were made were called daphnh, however this translated into Latin as the laurus (m) for the "laurel tree" (which we would recognize as the "bay tree", in whose family is cinnamon and camphor) and the laurea (f) for the laurel crown.

(At the same time there existed the Greek Laureion/Laurion, defined in Liddel and Scott as "a promontory in the south of Attica, famous for its silver-mines", mentioned in both Herodotos and Thyucidides; clearly unrelated.)

The name "Laurentius" became the Latin common masculine version of the name (Greek, as seen on the left, "Laurentos"), and was the name of the famous 3rd century deacon, close to Pope St. Sixtus II. Under the persecutions under the emperor Valerian, St. Lawrence was martyred by being roasted alive on a grill because he refused to hand over the riches of the church (when asked for "the riches of the church", he showed the Roman officials the poor, the blind, the crippled, the lame). Famous for his sense of humor, he is reported to have said at his martyrdom, "turn me over! I'm done on this side!" He is mentioned in a homily by St. Augustine, and according to catholic-forum.com, he is the patron saint of Åhus, Sweden; archives; archivists; armories; armourers; brewers; butchers; Ceylon; comedians; comediennes; comics; confectioners; cooks; cutlers; deacons; fire; glaziers; Gross Gartach, Germany; laundry workers; librarians; libraries; lumbago; Lund, Sweden; Naurod, Germany; Oldenburg, Lower Saxony, Germany; paupers; poor people; restauranteurs; Rome; schoolchildren; seminarians; Sri Lanka; stained glass workers; students; tanners; vine growers; vintners and wine makers.

I'm not exactly sure when the feminized "Lauren" (as opposed to the more Latinized "Laura") came into popular usage, but one of my favorite famous Laurens was a starlet of the silver screen -- indeed, the very classy Lauren Bacall who starred with Humphrey Bogart in "To Have and Have Not", the famous adaption of the Hemingway novel. However, unfortunately, like most Hollywood couples, they were a flash in the pan. She was #2 and Bogart eventually moved on to #3. Yet one still can't beat her sultry eyes, pouty lips, high cheekbones, mysterious voice, cool demeanor and captivating-mysterious voice (for whom the urban legend went that Andy Williams dubbed her singing in "said movie -- this is false). Famous quote: "You know you don't have to act with me, Steve. You don't have to say anything and you don't have to do anything -- not a thing. Oh, maybe just whistle. You know how to whistle, don't you Steve? You just but your lips together and ... blow." (mp3)

Popular forms of the name are: Lawrence, Lauren, Laura, Loren, Larry, Lauralyn, Laureen, Laurence, Laurentia, Laurette, Laurie, Laurna, Lorna, Lorenza, Lorenzo, Lori, Lorie, Laurna, Loretta, Laren, Laurynn, Laurent, Laurentios, Lorenz, etc.

Personally I am fond of the Italianized name -- Lorenzo or Lorenza -- because it has a "z" in it, and any name gains 50 cool-points for having a "z" in it.
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.:{Guess who had a lunch date today}:.


Everybody's favorite German Shepherd and The Guy Who Will Be Next Pope, Our Favorite Dominican:

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{Thursday, November 03, 2005  }

.:{On the feast of St. Martin de Porres}:.


Loving God, you led Saint Martin de Porres to the glory of heaven by the path of humility. May we follow his splendid example and so be raised on high with him.

Happy feast day to the Southern Province of St. Martin de Porres.


Saint Martin, always obedient and inspired by his divine teacher, dealt with his brothers and with that profound love which comes from pure faith and humility of spirit. He loved men and because he honestly looked on them as God's children and as his own brothers and sisters. Such was his humility that he loved them even more than himself, and considered them to be better and more righteous than he was.

He did not blame others for their shortcomings. Certain that he deserved more severe punishment for his sins than others did, he would overlook their worst offenses. He was tireless in his efforts to reform the criminal, and he would sit up with the sick to bring them comfort. For the poor he would provide food, clothing and medicine. He did all he could to care for poor farmhands, blacks, and mulattoes who were looked down upon as slaves, the dregs of society in their time. Common people responded by calling him, "Martin the charitable."

He excused the faults of others. He forgave the bitterest injuries, convinced that he deserved much severer punishments on account of his own sins. He tried with all his might to redeem the guilty; lovingly he comforted the sick; he provided food, clothing and medicine for the poor; he helped, as best he could, farm laborers and Negroes, as well as mulattoes, who were looked upon at that time as akin to slaves: thus he deserved to be called by the name the people gave him: 'Martin of Charity.'

It is remarkable how even today his influence can still move us toward the things of heaven. Sad to say, not all of us understand these spiritual values as well as we should, not do we give them a proper place in our lives. Many of us, in fact, strongly attracted by sin, may look upon these values as of little moment, even something of a nuisance, or we ignore them altogether. It is deeply rewarding for men striving for salvation to follow in Christ's footsteps and to obey God's commandments. If only everyone could learn this lesson from the example that Martin gave us.
~From a Homily by Bld. Pope John XXIII at the saint's canonization
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.:{Give California Back To Spain}:.


After detatching it fron the continental United States, of course.

School sex survey lawsuit thrown out: Court says parents not sole providers of kids' sex education.

Well, if parents aren't going to educate their children but give the entirety of their parenting responsibilities over to the state, I suppose this is the result. Moral of the story: PARENTS AND NOT DAYCARE/ELEMENTARY SCHOOL should raise children.

California is becoming more and more the moral armpit of the United States.

Hat tip: Mark Shea.
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{Wednesday, November 02, 2005  }

.:{Selections from the Office of the Dead in remembrance of the Day of All Souls}:.




Psalmus 6

Domine, ne in furore to arguas me, neque in ira tua corripias me.
Miserere mei, Domine, quoniam infirmus sum:
sana me, Domine quoniam conturbata sunt ossa mea.
Et anima mea turbata est valde, sed tu Domine, usquequo?
Convertere, Domine, et eripe animam meam:
salvum me fac propter misericordiam tuam.
Quoniam non est in morte qui memor sit tui:
in inferno autem quis confitebitur tibi?
Laboravi in gemitu meo,
lavabo per singulas noctes lectum meum:
lacrimis meis stratum meum rigabo.
Turbatus est a furore oculus meus:
inveteravi inter omnes inimicos meos.
Discedite a me, omnes, qui operamini iniquitatem:
quoniam exaudivit Dominus vocem fletus mei.
Exaudivit Domins deprecationem meam,
Dominus orationem meam suscepit.
Erubescant, et conturbentur vehementur omnes inimici mei:
convertantur et erubescant valde velociter.

Requiem aeternam dona eis, Domine.
Et lux perpetual luceat eis.

V. A porta inferi
R. Erue, Domine, animas eorum.

R. Libera me, Domine, de morte aeterna in die illa tremenda,
Quando caeli movendi sunt et terra,
Dum veneris judicare saeculum per ignem.
V. Trememns factus sum ego et timeo,
dum discussio venerit atque ventura ira.
Quando caeli movendi sunt et terra,
Dum veneris judicare saeculum per ignem.

Dies irae, dies illa,
solver saeclum in favilla,
reste David cum Sybilla.
Quantus tremor est futurus,
quando Judex est venturus,
cuncta stricte discussurus!

Tuba mirum spargens sonum,
per sepulchra regionum,
coget omnes anre thronum.

Mors stupebit et natura,
cum resurget creatura,
judicanti responsura.

Liber scripcus profererur,
in quo totum continemr,
unde mundus judicetur.
Judex ergo cum sedebit,
quidquid latet apparebit,
nil inultum remanebit.

Quid sum miser tunc dicturus,
Quem patronum rogaturus,
cum vix justus sit securus?

Rex tremendae majestatis,
qui salvandos salvas gratis,
salva me, fons pietatis.

Recordare, Jesu pie,
quod sum causa tuae viae,
ne me perdas illa die.
Quaerens me, sedisti lassus,
redemisti crucem passus;
tantus labor non sit cassus.
Juste Judex ultionis,
donum fac remissionis
ante diem rationis.

Ingemisco tanquam reus,
culpa rubet vultus meus,
supplicanti parce, Deus.
Qui Mariam absolvisti,
et latronem exaudisti,
mihi quoque spem dedisti.
Preces meae non sunt digne,
sed tu bonus fac benigne,
ne perenni cremer igne.
Inter oves locum praesta
et ab hoedis me sequestra,
statuens in parte dextra.

Confutatis maledictis,
flammis acribus addictis,
voca me cum benedictis.
Oro supplex et acclinis,
cor contritum quasi cinis,
gere curam tnei finis.

Lacrymosa dies illa,
qua resurget ex favilla
judicandus homo reus.
Huic ergo parce, Deus,
pie Jesu Domine,
dona eis requiem. Amen.

Tearful that day shall be
when from the ashes shall arise
guilty man to be judged.
Spare him then, O God;
gentle Lord Jesus,
grant him eternal rest. Amen.


Please pray for the repose of the soul of Peter Douglass McClellan (February 7th, 1948 - October 14th, 2001). May his soul and all the souls of the faithful departed rest in peace.
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