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September 6, 2005

St. John Roberts?

Filed under: pre-06-2006 — David Giacalone @ 8:02 pm

Competently performing the job of Chief Justice of the United States Supreme

Court may very well require the patience and humility of a saint, and the faith

of a martyr.  (see NYT, “A Choice Well-Schooled in Chief Justice Job’s Pitfalls,”

Sept. 6, 2005).   If given the chance to hold that position, John Roberts might

just have some celestial assistance. 


StJohnRoberts  Thanks to my Keyword Activity page, I quite inadvertently learned today

that the Catholic Church already has a St. John Roberts, whose feast/memorial day

is December 9, which is this former altar boy’s birthday.)  Our nominee’s namesake

was born in 1577, in northern Wales. His ancestors were princes of Wales.   Raised

a Protestant — at a time when your monarch apparently had a lot to say about your

de jure religion — the 21-year-old John studied law at the Inns of Court, and later that

year converted to Catholicism, while traveling in France. 


The saint-in-the-making then spent a dozen tumultuous years.  He worked among 

London plague victims, founded a house in Douai for exiled English Benedictines,

and was arrested and exiled several times for performing his priestly duties and

associating with Catholic rebels.   In 1610, he was finally convicted for the crime  

of “priesthood” and was martyred (he was hanged, drawn, and quartered).  His

corpse disappeared from Douai, during the French Revolution; but (purportedly)

two fingers are preserved at Downside Abbey and Erdington Abbey.”


In 1970, John Roberts was canonized as a saint by C, as part of

a group known as the Forty Martyrs of England and Wales.  The Catholic Community

Forum has this description of the Forty Martyrs (emphasis added):

“Following the dispute between the Pope and King Henry VIII in the

16th century, faith questions in the British Isles became entangled

with political questions, with both often being settled by torture and

murder of loyal Catholics. In 1970, the Vatican selected 40 martyrs,

men and women, lay and religious, to represent the full group of perhaps

300 known to have died for their faith and allegiance to the Church

between 1535 and 1679. They each have their own day of memorial,

but are remembered as a group on 25 October.”


If Judge John Roberts had to choose, I bet he rather have the title Saint than   JohnRobertsPix

the title Chief Justice.   Of course, despite some of the commentary at this

and other websites, one status shouldn’t preclude the other.    Right now,

I’m sure he’s happy to have an ally in Heaven — and quite pleased that we

don’t settle politico-religious disputes on this side of the Atlantic with torture

and murder.  Right, Teddy?




p.s.  I’ve often stated that no orthodoxy or theory (or religion) has all

the answers, all the solutions, all the wisdom.  Thanks to Steve

Bainbridge for pointing to Harvard Law professor William Stuntz’s

TCS column, “The Anti-theorists: What Bush and Rehnquist Had

in Common,” Sept. 6, 2005.



dust on the pews

afternoon sun washes

an apostle’s feet





country church

the summer smell of cotton

freshly ironed




umbrella vert



offeratory chant:

in the darkened vestibule

umbrellas drip



Peggy Lyles, from To Hear the Rain (Brooks Books, 2002)



summer and Katrina still on my mind

Filed under: pre-06-2006 — David Giacalone @ 6:00 pm



a sunken barge

rusting in the shallows–

summer afternoon



                                          dragonflies gray

a spot of sunlight–             

on a blade of grass the dragonfly

changes its grip









silent prayer–

the quiet humming

of the ceiling fan









summer morning –

a withered bluebell

loggers left behind




fence painter


summer harbor–

each boat pointing

to the storm







prairie farmhouse–

two empty lawn chairs

facing the blacktop









his room empty now . . .

in the distance, points of light

on the interstate






midday heat

the staccato staccato

of a nail gun



“a spot of sunlight,” “silent prayer” & “his room empty now” – Fresh Scent

“prairie farmhouse” – Frogpond XXVII: 1; “summer morning” – Global Haiku

“a sunken barge” – snow on the water: rma 1998; Modern Haiku XXIX: 3

“summer harbor” – pegging the wind: rma 2002; Haiku International Anthology

“midday heat” – tug of the current: rma 2004; Modern Haiku XXXV:1




  • by dagosan                                         

waking up from Labor Day–

the birdsong and breezes

of Spring



                          [Sept. 6, 2005]




eKeySembarrassment:  If you saw my introduction of haiku poet Lee Gurga

on Aug. 30th, you know that I very much respect him and his work.  Naturally,

I hoped that he was pleased with the first f/k/a post featuring Lee as an Honored

Guest Poet.   He and I have never met and had our first contact by email less than

two weeks ago.  You can probably appreciate how embarrassing it was for me to

receive an email from him on Saturday, saying “Is this a joke? Every time I try to

pornographic website.”  Neither he nor I found this predicament to be amusing.  I

had no explanation other than his browser having be “hijacked” by some sort of

computer virus.   Of course, I immediately pled not guilty.   Later in the day, when

Lee tried repeatedly to get access to the post, he found that he could not access

this site at all — an annoying problem that seems to happen a lot with our webserver

(are you listening Harvard Webmasters?).  It’s all pretty frustrating.  

  • Having typed out this vent, I just thought how petty it is compared to the

    post-Katrina world of hundreds of thousands of Americans.   I’m going to

    leave this blurb here to remind me of my many blessings.  


tiny check If it weren’t for Prof. B., I would not have known that Jennifer Tilly  rummy

is now a star Poker Player.   I’ve been trying to remember the first

movie in which I saw Ms. Tilly.  Checking her filmography at IMDB,

my memory was refreshed —  it was The Fabulous Baker Boys in 1989,

as “Monica” Moran.   I definitely remember her role in Woody Allen’s

Bullets Over Broadway, for which she received an Oscar nomination

(Supporting Actress) in 1994.  Steve Bainbridge apparently is not a big 

fan of her role as Tiffany in recent Chucky movies.  I’ve never seen 

or heard her in them, so I can’t disagree with Prof. B.   Of course, I’ve

had a crush for a long time on her very talented little sister, Meg Tilly.



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