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Hail, Holy Queen, Mother of witches
Our muse, our fate, our life, our doom
To thee we do cry proud banished children of Eve
Rejoicing in this; thy verdant valley
Turn then, thy eyes of star-fire toward us
And after this, our beheading, may we be made worthy of the fruits of the Serpent
Oâ shinning, Oâ dreadful, Oâ Pale queen
Drown and incinerate us, that we may be made worthy to bear the fire
Hail, bright star of the sea!
Heavens own Queen blest
Ever Shinning
Gate of heavenly healing
Font of magic
Taking that sweet Ave
That the serpent spoke
Peace confirm within us
Hailing Eves name
Break the captives fetters
Starlight upon the waters pour
All our ills expelling
Every bliss implore
Show thyself a Queen!
Sorceress all exceeding
Most beauteous and shinning
Freed from impurity, preserve us
Broken and remade
To our oaths keep us
Make our way secure
As the sea, by thy sky-strung pearls
We navigate
Through the highest heaven
To the darkest depths
We honor thee
You who light the way
#traditional witchcraft#polytheism#heretical hymns#hail holy queen#star of the sea#Regina Caeli#Stella Regina#witch queen#parodies of catholic hymns#Marian hymns specifically
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Have you guys ever wondered what Papa Nihil is actually saying when Copia is anointed as Papa Emeritus IV?
Latin is quite similar to Portuguese, sometimes, but I don't know a thing about Linguistics. I did my own research to try to understand the prayer, because I knew they would pick an actual Catholic one and make a parody out of it.
Turns out it's actually "Dies Irae", a Latin text that describes the Day of Judgment (you can read the full original text and its translations and adaptations right here) and one of the most notable Roman Catholic church hymns.
Some words and names are not the same as the original one. Here is the excerpt from the poem that they used and a formal equivalence:
Dies irĂŠ, dies illa, / The day of wrath, that day,
Solvet sĂŠclum in favilla: / will break up the world into ash:
Teste David cum Sibylla. / as testified by David and the Sibyl.
Quantus tremor est futurus, / How much trembling there'll be
Quando Iudex est venturus, / when the judge is about to come
Cuncta stricte discussurus. / and strictly examine all things
(Adapted with the help of this and this.)
Now even though it's almost exactly as the original one, the way Nihil says some of the words made me doubt the transcription I found here. The ending is a little bit different, and the other words are possibly just victims of a mispronunciation. But here's how it is read in Chapter Two (along with an attempted adaptation):
Dies Irae, dies illa, / The day of wrath, that day,
Solvet sĂŠclum in favilla: / will break up the world into ash:
Teste Satan cum Sybilla. / as testified by Satan and the Sibyl.
Quantus tremor est futurus, / How much trembling there'll be
Quando Iudex est venturus Dominus, / when the judge is about to come (as) God
Dies Irae, dies illa. / (in the) day of wrath, that day.
I'm sure there's a lot of mistakes, so I'm sorry, Latin specialists!
#ghost bc#ghost band#the ghost band#the band ghost#ghost lore#band ghost#papa emeritus 4#papa nihil#papa iv#papa emeritus iv#papa popia#papa 4#popia#cardinal copia#papa copia#chapter two the cardinal
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went to a Catholic funeral service yesterday and I was shocked that the priest actually speaks like that??? Like, that specific kind of singing/chanting thing? Like when that was in parody of Catholicism idk why I thought it was part of the exaggeration? Like, they couldn't possibly actually do that, that's part of the joke, no? No. No that's definitely not exaggerated at all, actually. My jaw dropped, I had to fix my face so fast but then the congregation just started chanting back to him. And I'm desperately flipping through the worship aid they gave me and it's not in there?? So the whole room is chanting from memory. Cannot explain the immediate adrenaline that filled my body.
but then the music director said very sweetly "please turn to page 23 for our next hymn đ" and we all started singing a nice little song
#very interesting to witness#disappointed that the body and blood of christ is a catholic exclusive activity đźâđš#i knew they actually gave you wine at catholic church đ was pumped for that experience đ but alas#im a filthy protestant#also want to add that i DID very specifically ask my boyfriend 'so catholic service - anything i should know?'#and he responded âno not really - its just service đ'
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Chiaki: i think if you showed minecraft or fortnite to a little medieval peasant boy he would probably start writing parodies of church hymns. it's human nature
Nagito: When I was a little catholic school boy with no internet access I would imagine warrior cats amvs to church hymns. So I think you're right
Chiaki: This has rendered me speechless
#catholic school boy Nagito#this is facts#danganronpa#incorrect danganronpa#incorrect danganronpa quotes#incorrect quotes#shitty danganronpa memes#sdg2#sdgr2#sdr2 goodbye despair#danganronpa sdr2#sdr2#dr2 goodbye despair#dr2#nagito komaeda#chiaki nanami
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fic:Â âLong-Term,â Aziraphale/Crowley, outsider POV | 1.6K, G
(Nominally a sequel to this)
Officiating weddings has got to be one of Dr. Blackwellâs favorite parts of ministry, and although sheâs probably not supposed to have preferences, if she looks deep into her jaded lesbian heart with any degree of honesty, queer weddings are by far the best.Â
Take, for instance, the couple sheâs consulting with this afternoon, for their upcoming October ceremony. Seemingly mismatched in every respect. The plump, fair-haired one looks like a parody of an absent-minded professor, as sketched by someone who didnât bother to do much actual research; his clothes are so outdated it teeters on costume. Heâs wearing a bowtie, and not in that reinvented hipster way. This is a bowtie unacquainted with the cycles of fashion, a bowtie that has never heard the word irony.Â
His partner is a rangy, black-clad ginger in snakeskin boots. He has the look of a hungover rocker about him, and would somehow, even without the sunglasses he has fully committed to wearing indoors on a cloudy afternoon. Heâs sprawled almost defiantly in his chair and keeps throwing dubious glances around Dr. Blackwellâs office, as though expecting a lightning bolt to strike him down for merely daring to be within spitting distance of a church.Â
Everything about his posture screams âExtremely complicated feelings about religion ahoy!â
Ex-Catholic, Dr. Blackwell thinks sagely.Â
Something funny about their names, too. Their names are--
Theyâre--
(She knows they both gave her their names, but as she looks at their faces, there is a curiously name-shaped hole where the sounds should go. Every time she approaches the edges of this thought, it ripples and changes shapes, and whispers, âDonât worry now, itâs really of no consequence, is it?âÂ
Dr. Blackwell didnât get a degree in Unitarian Universalist theology by looking away from paradoxes. âCuriosity is earthly and holy and wonderful,â she tries to tell the thought, pushing forward, âeven to question truly is an answer--âÂ
âAh yes,â the thought says after her third attempt, âvery nice, but in this particular case--â and the absence where their names should be yawns, stretches, and swallows down all of her related concerns with a shrug.)
She blinks. She watches as Bowtie casually takes Sunglassesâ hand, as Sunglasses responds with a look so gooey and sweet and private that she feels a bit weird for intruding. How, she thinks, the fuck did you two meet?
The only thing they seem to have in common, beyond their feelings for each other, is a certain aura of personal disaster. Still, let she whose outfit doesnât heavily feature Birkenstocks and cat hair throw the first stone. So to speak.Â
âSo,â says Dr. Blackwell, âanything in particular I should know first? Any thoughts, or concerns?â
âThe hymns,â says Bowtie, âor. Uh. The songs, I suppose?â He coughs. âAny chance we could stick with ones that donât, you know, prominently feature--?â He pointedly casts his eyes towards the ceiling and almost seems to mutter, âNo point in asking for trouble.â
âOh, of course,â she says, shaking off the flash of weirdness like an errant cobweb. âWe have plenty of non-denominational hymns.â
âAbout what,â Sunglasses says with a slight sneer. âTax forms? Penguins? Automotive repair?â
Oof. Definitely an ex-Catholic, she thinks. You can smell the baggage from here.
âMostly about the inherent holiness in doing good, or the beauty of nature?â says Dr. Blackwell. âSometimes, someone will sort of retrofit a classical melody to Transcendentalist poetry, but those tend not to scan so well, in my opinion.â
Somehow, without any eye contact, Sunglasses manages to give her a wary look.
âYou can borrow a hymnal if youâd like,â she continues. âWe tend to edit out the G-word anyway. Makes the atheists and the agnostics a bit jumpy, me included.â Bowtie starts.
âYou donât,â says Sunglasses, âbelieve in--?â
âNot really,â says Dr. Blackwell. âSuppose Iâll allow for the possibility, but in my mind, the existence of some divine Heavenly will is just not as important as other questions. Like âHow do I do whatâs right for the planet and everything on it?ââ
âHow do I avert the apocalypse,â Sunglasses murmurs.
âExactly,â she says with a laugh, âalthough Iâd settle for doing something about Brexit.âÂ
Neither of them laugh, and after an awkward pause, she adds,
âAs far as music goes, for the ceremony. If youâve got a song that really resonates with you, no matter what it is, let me know and we can work that in.â
âNo Queen,â says Sunglasses immediately.Â
It feels like there should be a story here, but Bowtie only turns to him and says, âWhat was that band you liked? Velveteen--â
âWeâre not playing Velvet Underground at our wedding,â Sunglasses says.
âSame thing goes for readings, too,â says Dr. Blackwell. âIf thereâs a text that holds special meaning--â
âHm,â says Bowtie, âyes, about that--â He reaches to his side and heaves an antique leather briefcase onto her desk. âMay I?âÂ
âOf course.â
Bowtie fiddles with the latch, which clicks open to reveal a mountain of papers: wine-stained cocktail napkins and looseleaf notebook pages, parchment-looking stuff, and everything in between. Itâs a veritable avalanche of love poems, as well as quotations from various plays and books, all laboriously hand-copied in the same tidy penmanship.
âAngel,â says Sunglasses slowly. âWhat is this.â
Pink-cheeked, Bowtie flutters his hands. âJust--some things Iâd been setting aside!â
âFor how long,â Sunglasses says, leaning forward. He sounds delighted but also deeply confused.
âSo sorry,â Bowtie tells Dr. Blackwell, âI really shouldâve organized these better! Even a rudimentary system--â
âItâs fine,â she says, blankly. She really hopes it isnât going to be her job to narrow down the options. There are literally hundreds.
âHow long,â Sunglasses repeats.
âYou know how long!â hisses Bowtie.
Sunglasses plucks a sheet off the pile, rubs it between his thumb and finger. âThey stopped making paper like this in the nineteenth century,â he says, sounding strangely triumphant about it.
Dr. Blackwell furrows her forehead, where a number of facts are colliding uncomfortably inside, like how some of these specimens are clearly very new, some are so old sheâd be uncomfortable touching them with her bare hands, and the handwriting on every one of them is identical.
âOh!â she says with sudden bright clarity. âAre you two vintage paper enthusiasts?â
âYes,â says Bowtie. âLove it, love the stuff, simply cannot get enough.â And then, to Sunglasses, with a pointed look in Dr. Blackwellâs direction, âWeâll talk about it later.â
Maybe they met at a convention, she thinks. Thatâs nice.
âHow about you pick out your top five first?â she suggests. âOr ten.â She glances down at the mound of text. âAlso, we might need to get some volunteer readers for some of these, because my French isnât exactly up to par. Or my--is that Middle English?â
âHaha, how did that get in there, couldnât even begin to guess,â Bowtie babbles. He has to brace most of his weight on the briefcase lid to wrench it closed again. Sunglasses watches with interest, chin resting in his hands. âYes, I will, I will absolutely weed some of these out, not to worry--â
The rest of the conversation is standard, for the most part. Itâs going to be a relatively small ceremony, no child ring bearers and thankfully no animal ones either. (They have a whiff of eccentricity that had made Dr. Blackwell nervous one of them might suddenly produce a cat on a leash, insisting it was trained. In her experience, granting your beloved calico or tabby custodianship of the rings was a quick recipe for a ringless, catless wedding.) Only a shared stricken look at the possibility of involving any parents in the proceedings.Â
This, sadly, is also quite standard with older queer couples.
âBetween you and me,â says Dr. Blackwell, âand I know this isnât very ministerial of me. But if the people who raised you donât support what you have together, which is clearly a wonderful and beautiful and life-affirming thing, I say to Hell with âem, you know?â
Bowtie chuckles unsteadily. âIâll take that under advisement.â
âHow long have you two been together?â she asks.
Bowtie and Sunglasses stare at each other. There is a long beat of silence. This is normally, she thinks, not a very hard question.
âHow long have we been together?â says Sunglasses at last. The shades may hide his eyes but every molecule of his being is oriented at his fiance. âHm?â
âSix thousand--â Bowtie starts, resolute.
âWhat,â says Dr. Blackwell.
âDays!â Bowtie finishes. âSix thousand days!â
âSo,â she does some fast mental math, âabout sixteen years, then?â
âYes,â says Bowtie decisively.
âThatâs great,â says Dr. Blackwell. âIâve been with my wife for almost six years, I hope weâre still this much in love a decade from now.â Thereâs just something so reassuring about meeting older queer couples, she thinks. Bowtie and Sunglasses must be at least forty. Maybe fifty?Â
(Itâs odd; theyâre clearly solid, clearly sitting in front of her, but every time she tries to clue into any specific detail about either of them, her mind sort of skitters away from it--
Her head hurts.)
âGuessing you want a short service,â she says, rubbing at her forehead. âIâll just write out a few remarks for you two to look over first, if thatâs alright? I can email something to you by the end of the week.â
âSounds perfect!â says Bowtie.
They shake hands. She watches them leave, watches Sunglasses mutter something in Bowtieâs ear that makes him smile on the way out the door.
Pair of oddballs, but in a nice way, she thinks. You canât always tell, as a minster, which couples are going to make it in the long run, but she hopes this all works out for them. Maybe it will. Theyâve already stood the test of time, it seems.
Sixteen years--theyâve been together since early 2000.Â
Imagine, she thinks. Just imagine.
#good omens#ineffable husbands#codename pending#sort of a pre-marriage fic#99% fluff and 1% soft eldritch horror#not sure about ao3ing this one bc it's just so self-indulgent
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im not that familiar with treatsforbeats i watched like. a few videos but other than that i know nothing! but i would be glad to hear you info dump!
there is SO MUCH..... im gonna put a read more below because this turned out to be way longer than i expected. but you asked for me to infodump so here goes
okay so. treatsforbeasts, i dont know what the whole meaning behind the channel is. i cant specifically say what the goal of the channelâs content is because its all in my interpretation. but i do know that there are meanings behind each video as silly as it may seem and im just gonna list them off here (note that not all videos will be included since i may not be able to interpret every one, also this is going from earliest to most recent)
1. men with small hands carry very little treats to give to little girls with the sharpest little teethinterpretation of this video is csa/child sex trafficking. âlittle treatsâ refers to pills or some form of drug (small, makes u trip). however the âsharpest little teethâ could represent the little girl fighting back.
2. mom ordered ants for my birthdaychild abuse. mother forces son to watch and/or possibly engage in inappropriate activity with her husband.
3. i love jesusobviously a dark parody of christianity/catholicism. shows how blindly some fanatical christians/catholics will follow their beliefs, to the point where they no longer truly âfollowâ it as theyve warped the message to fit their own morbid desires (using christianity/the bible to excuse hatred and judgment upon others).
4. i me you love godanother dark parody of christianity/catholicism. i believe it mocks how fanatical christians/catholics focus only on the negative aspects of the bible instead of learning the true messages, as many of the words used are from the bible and are negative words.
5. behdsPROBABLY just a silly video but, i think it represents how people let negativity embed itself into their lives and complain about it even though itâs so easy to just let go of it.
6. jaffreymocking some sitcoms for how dumb and repetitive they can be.
7. kiss papaâs mustachepossibly child abuse, again.
8. storytimereferences/implies child abuse. storytime is also the name of one of treatsforbeastsâ songs on his Sanguinarius - Sin Nomine album.
9. hymns for him (1 + 2)just total parody albums of christian rock. vocals make you feel like youre dying but its actually kinda good to listen to in some parts
10. i screaming inside my headRoii (the character)âs first appearance. also probably symbolizes how depressing some kinds of music are
11. felines have nine livesnot sure but i feel like this is a warrior cats reference, in complete and total honesty (dont watch it if you dont like c/at d/eath though, its fictional but. yeah)
12. beastsreflection of society as a whole
then thereâs. the two short films and sin nomine. so iâm gonna delve into that now and be warned, itâs fuckin long
treatsforbeasts is the self-titled short film and the first longest video on the treatsforbeasts channel. basically what i get from this is that treatsforbeasts, the channel itself, symbolizes an actual channel that chauncy (the child character in the short film, who is portrayed as a literal oral fleshlight with a body) watches. he consumes these concepts, such as internalizing misogyny (claw-paw skit), toxic masculinity (can i like balloons skit) and being exposed to a normalization of christianity (heaven and hell skit). thereâs also a skit in which a spider binge eats and then proceeds to throw it up, which chauncy actually mimicks when his father brings him food.his father very much disapproves of these messages being shown on tv. he tells chauncy in regards to the claw-paw skit, when chauncy belittles the female character, âthatâs not very nice, now is itâ, and says âyou can like ballons, you can love balloons if you want toâ. his father goes on long tangents about how many institutions have normalized and inherited the concepts of christianity, and that it is one of the contributing factors of violence in the world. he references colonization, the holocaust, and in general mentions minorities.we learn that the father actually ended up being a father to chauncy in the first place due to (nsfw tw) masturbating in a sock to a picture of robert smith, and 9 months later chauncy was born. so technically there is no mother. the father talks about the meaning of life, and how everyone on the inside is a little bit of a freak, but thereâs only two real ways you can accept that: 1) realize that your freakishness gives you a special lense through with you see the world and aid it in the ways the sane and happy ones probably cant, and 2) realize that real way number 1 is just lying to itself and that youre still a somewhat integral part of the lives of those you care for so deeply. he says that choosing which way to live really reverts back to the meaning of life, that you cannot live day by day believing thereâs no reason to. âbut whatever reason you give yourself to live, [...] you do it, because it is correct to live.â
sin nomine comes after the first short film, but iâll delve into that after because really it touches on many many of the points and interpretations here.
the second short film, the beast is dead, was released just this year on valentines day! i think the main focus of the short film ranges from relationships to just once again a mockery of christianity/catholicism. once again it starts off with a father and his son. there is no mother figure present though sheâs said to have left, due to the father watching too much âbirdiesâ, a show, which i think is a metaphor for porn addiction. the father is implied to being prone to neglecting the sonâs wants and not really caring for him, being disappointed in him, etc. etc..something important about the beast is dead is that it uses masks to portray those who are âfollowersâ and those who are not. the father, interestingly enough, does not wear a mask. he seems to acknowledge what his son is saying when he goes on philosophical rants as well, but disregards them as nonsense and ends up leaving after bonking him with the stupid spike (metaphor for how parents will shut their children up by giving them a phone or toy to play with).the three other characters who donât use masks in the beast is dead are Roii, Tom, and Doctor Zoughth (pronounced Zoth). Roii makes a comeback, finally! but this time heâs singing a song called âi love the sound of screaming babiesâ. it symbolizes how men will impregnate women and then run off, whether or not because they fantasize about pregnant women. it could also be a want of seeing a hurt child (hence the line âi know that all of you watching must think iâm insane, for loving when something so innocent is in so much painâ).however another interesting factor is that, the characters who donât have masks, aside from Tom and the father, have red eyes at some point. this is a metaphor for how theyâve lost their humanity. Roii, at some point in the music video scene, only has one red eye whereas his other is normal. this hints at how part of him has lost his humanity while the other is still in tact.the other character that has red eyes is Dr Zoughth, but instead of him having only one red eye, both his eyes are red. this doesnt show until later though when heâs taken Tom away from the masked characters (followers). Dr Zoughth is very much self-aware. he is not blind, but simply has lost his humanity. Tom tries to reach out to him, to get him to think differently, that maybe resorting to coping with emotional struggles by worshipping something simple like flesh or something more higher than himself and forgetting his own mortality isnât the healthiest way to live. but Dr Zoughth, having been long gone already, does not accept this and executes Tom.his own personal disciples grow tired of his tyranny and kill him and perform a ritual of some kind, disposing of his body (in the river i think, not sure). this entire ending of the film is basically the title, the beast is dead. but, i believe the beast is not dead, personally, because someone like Zoughth will always live on in other people, other beasts.thereâs also a scene called grandma hespar and i think it implies how little people focus on sexual abuse towards men (when itâs from women).
anyways, with that being said, itâs time for sin nomine.
so now that iâve explained pretty much all of treatsforbeasts to you, and whoever else is reading, itâs clear that the person behind this has issues with christianity (or catholicism), and child abuse. the person behind treatsforbeasts is Jordan Diniz, as he is also the person behind sanguinarius.
sin nomine is a very personal reflection of jordanâs life from what i gather. it depicts his struggles with how he views the world around him, whether that be due to personal experiences or not. at first i interpreted most of sin nomine to be the story of someone who is lgbt, but with jordan himself coming to me and telling me he is straight (POLITELY), itâs clear that is not the case.
so it most likely has to do with trauma. either religious or not, or both. it even says in the song storytime (remember i mentioned it earlier?), âfast hand, white hot trauma, reverberates inside the skull. innocence and intellect raped, reveals a view of a darker world. flesh on flesh, the bonds of affection - confused for the bonds of submission and fear. self-hatred and mistrust repel all beauty that comes near.â i donât like to say that this solidifies a personal experience, but itâs highly possible.
a lot of sin nomine kind of goes over the same points in different ways, but it makes you think. i definitely feel like something happened to jordan at some point in his life but that is his story and itâs not my place to truly tell, since i donât know him personally.
thereâs also the other channel, adrianturcher. it has videos with seemingly no real purpose except for there being two videos with the same names of two songs on sin nomine, ânex memoriaâ and âa fetish for psychosâ. nex memoria is just a compilation of clips that seem to symbolize the process of death (nex memoria is a latin phrase which very roughly translates to âmemoryâs deathâ). a fetish for psychos is a bunch of old clips from parties and shows that possibly jordan himself attended. theyâre from 2002 judging by the date in the video. the lyrics in the song âa fetish for psychosâ also seem to hint at these events, so itâs possibly that itâs like looking back on happy memories that make you feel sad instead or something. the song also might possibly reference a mother at the beginning.
sanguinarius also has its own channel simply called sanguinarius. thereâs the music video for divine comedy (one of the songs on sin nomine) and a cover of because youâre young by david bowie, posted on his birthday a year after his death.
anyway, thatâs. pretty much all i have to say. jordan diniz is a fuckinâ mastermind, heâs really good and cool and heâs very kind from my experience talking with him a couple times. he supports the gays as well!
sooooo, treatsforbeasts does have some very creepy/unsettling moments in its content but its EXTREMELY good and i recommend getting into it if you can. 100/10
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The half-believer: Pico Iyer on Graham Greene
by Chris Herlinger
March 14, 2013
To what can we ascribe the durability of Graham Greene as not only a literary figure but a figure âwithin peopleâs headsâ?
That may arise out of his gift for intimacy on the page, the sense of vulnerability his characters incarnate and the fact that he seems to be as open in his fiction as he was guarded in real life. His novels read like confessionals, and to that extent they may speak to many readersâof any faith or none.
I was stunned at how many writers have been possessed by Greene, for better or worse. Paul Theroux, John Banville, Gloria Emerson and Alan Judd all wrote novels haunted by figures clearly based on Greene, who stands sometimes for prophetic wisdom (in Therouxâs Picture Palace) or moral clarity (in Emersonâs Loving Graham Greene), sometimes (in Banville and Judd) for almost demonic mischief making. David Lodge dedicated an early novel to Greene and yet included a parody of Greene in that same novel. Greeneâs official biographer, Norman Sherry, who spent 27 years trying to catch Greene, seemed to end up as Greene the figure of self-doubt and failure, not Greene the fearless adventurer (whom perhaps heâd hoped to become).
Is there a core to Greeneâs work?
I think itâs precisely the fact that Greene doesnât sit easily or simply within any religious tradition that allows him to speak to so many. He read theology constantly and always refers to God, but itâs a God he doesnât always claim to know and often doesnât even claim to believe in. He called himself a âCatholic agnosticâ and often said that he had faith (the emotional pull that for many lies at the heart of religion) but not belief (the rational conviction).
To me, he always placed kindness before anything, and many of his novels are illustrations of how anyone can act compassionately and with understanding, even if faith is flagging. The whisky priest in The Power and the Glory famously does everything possible to violate the letter of his creedâdrinking, taking on a mistress, being negligent in his dutiesâand yet in a moment of crisis acts with self-sacrifice and devotion, embodying the spirit of his faith in a way that even a cardinal or saint might envy.
Did Greene redefine what it might mean to be a religious person in a world without a set of defined markers?
As I see it, Greene was extending a forgiving hand toward even the most fallen person and noting how even if weâas heâcan never quite make it to the belief we want, we can still try to act from the sense of compassion and sympathy that faith speaks for. If nothing else, he seemed to believe that religion gave stakes to events and turned right and wrong into a matter of good and evil.
If Greene could never be a perfect Catholic, he was certainly always much further from a nonbelieverâs position, and even tougher on cynicism or disengagement. More than almost any writer I can think of, Greene was fascinated by goodnessâand peace and kindnessâeven though, and sometimes because, he felt those qualities werenât his. His books could be said to be hymns to selflessness and purity written by one who longed for those graces but felt he had never deserved them.
He disarms us because he comes at faith through the back door, through the sinner rather than the saint and by stressing humanity rather than holiness. But if you pursue those deeply enough and steadfastly enough you can arrive at a man giving up his life for others.
Youâve said that Greene the Catholic doesnât interest you because that role was not of interest to him at the deepest level. Yet itâs impossible to talk about him without talking about religion.
I would say he is the poet laureate of the half-believer, or of the person who longs for belief, and most of his work takes place in that shadowland where the man of faith suddenly encounters doubt and the nonbeliever is suddenly shaken by something that looks very close to a miracle or an act of faith.
Greene did famously convert to Catholicism in his early twenties in order to marry his devout wife Vivien (who had first written to him because he had misrepresented an aspect of the Virgin Mary); but I would say he took the church into his life as he took his wife: both became frequent sources of solace and guidance and inspiration but also frequent antagonists, whom he deserted and treated badly.
The day after the mass shootings in Colorado last year, I heard some people say that they could never do what that shooter did. I donât agreeâI think good people have the capacity to murder. And I think thatâs a perspective Greene would share.
A Greene character isnât a churchgoer who says, âI could never act like the devil.â Rather, heâs a self-proclaimed (self-chastised) nonbeliever who says, âI could never act like a saintââand then does so, almost in spite of himself. Greene is always reminding us of how little we know of one another. And intentions in his work are slippery, which is why he keeps on flaunting his paradoxical belief that good motives can be the quickest way to hell. Greene shows imperfect men transcending themselves.
Were he writing of the terrible tragedy in Colorado, Greene wouldnât concentrate on the deranged killer; he would describe a man taking his girl-friend to the movies, even though heâs not faithful to herâand is on the brink of breaking up with her and is secretly texting some new love. And then, when the violence breaks out, Greene would show that man giving up his life to save the girlfriend he no longer loves.
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The Infernalistic March
**DISCLAIMER: this is a parody of a song written by Anton Lavey, there are many, MANY aspects of Mr Laveys teachings that are very WRONG. I simply find his song "Hymn to the Satanic Empire" very inspiring and I'd like to add a bit of modern satanic flair. Enjoy!!!**
Drums out of the darkness, listen well!
Drums rolling like thunder, straight from hell!
Ave Satani, the times come round,
The children of satan claim their ground!
Theres a land, that's green.
Theres a land, that's free.
With plenty for you, and plenty for me!
But the pretenders sheep, wouldnt let it be!
We dont need them, anymore!!
Once there was an age, for simple minds.
Once there was an age, to save mens souls.
Fools were forced to stay in line.
Filthy charlatans saw those goals!
With their holy writ, and secret sins.
They could lock their inner demons into the paper prisions, e'vn a paper cell.
We won't let them do that, anymore!
Furies from hell, are diving down, LEX TALIOUDIS, is their cry!!
Even though villains, make the law:
JUSTICE SHALL BE SERVED THOUGH FANG AND CLAW.
With our fists of steel, well slash askew:
RIGHTEOUS: Catholics, Jehohvas witness, mormons, too!
For they've become a plague, so let's start anew, we dont need them, anymore!!
Drums out of the darkness, LISTEN WELL!
Drums rolling like thunder, straight from hell!
Trumpets are blaring, your times come round.
Satan is here, to put you down!!
With our Morningstar, in your deepest night:
We smash your crumbling temple, FOR RIGHT IS RIGHT.
Let the ignorant zombies, hide from light, and well thrive forever, mooooooore!!
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This article wonderfully explains the appeal of Graham Greene to believers and nonbelievers alike.â€ïž
The half-believer: Pico Iyer on Graham Greene
by Chris Herlinger
March 14, 2013
To what can we ascribe the durability of Graham Greene as not only a literary figure but a figure âwithin peopleâs headsâ?
That may arise out of his gift for intimacy on the page, the sense of vulnerability his characters incarnate and the fact that he seems to be as open in his fiction as he was guarded in real life. His novels read like confessionals, and to that extent they may speak to many readersâof any faith or none.
I was stunned at how many writers have been possessed by Greene, for better or worse. Paul Theroux, John Banville, Gloria Emerson and Alan Judd all wrote novels haunted by figures clearly based on Greene, who stands sometimes for prophetic wisdom (in Therouxâs Picture Palace) or moral clarity (in Emersonâs Loving Graham Greene), sometimes (in Banville and Judd) for almost demonic mischief making. David Lodge dedicated an early novel to Greene and yet included a parody of Greene in that same novel. Greeneâs official biographer, Norman Sherry, who spent 27 years trying to catch Greene, seemed to end up as Greene the figure of self-doubt and failure, not Greene the fearless adventurer (whom perhaps heâd hoped to become).
Is there a core to Greeneâs work?
I think itâs precisely the fact that Greene doesnât sit easily or simply within any religious tradition that allows him to speak to so many. He read theology constantly and always refers to God, but itâs a God he doesnât always claim to know and often doesnât even claim to believe in. He called himself a âCatholic agnosticâ and often said that he had faith (the emotional pull that for many lies at the heart of religion) but not belief (the rational conviction).
To me, he always placed kindness before anything, and many of his novels are illustrations of how anyone can act compassionately and with understanding, even if faith is flagging. The whisky priest in The Power and the Glory famously does everything possible to violate the letter of his creedâdrinking, taking on a mistress, being negligent in his dutiesâand yet in a moment of crisis acts with self-sacrifice and devotion, embodying the spirit of his faith in a way that even a cardinal or saint might envy.
Did Greene redefine what it might mean to be a religious person in a world without a set of defined markers?
As I see it, Greene was extending a forgiving hand toward even the most fallen person and noting how even if weâas heâcan never quite make it to the belief we want, we can still try to act from the sense of compassion and sympathy that faith speaks for. If nothing else, he seemed to believe that religion gave stakes to events and turned right and wrong into a matter of good and evil.
If Greene could never be a perfect Catholic, he was certainly always much further from a nonbelieverâs position, and even tougher on cynicism or disengagement. More than almost any writer I can think of, Greene was fascinated by goodnessâand peace and kindnessâeven though, and sometimes because, he felt those qualities werenât his. His books could be said to be hymns to selflessness and purity written by one who longed for those graces but felt he had never deserved them.
He disarms us because he comes at faith through the back door, through the sinner rather than the saint and by stressing humanity rather than holiness. But if you pursue those deeply enough and steadfastly enough you can arrive at a man giving up his life for others.
Youâve said that Greene the Catholic doesnât interest you because that role was not of interest to him at the deepest level. Yet itâs impossible to talk about him without talking about religion.
I would say he is the poet laureate of the half-believer, or of the person who longs for belief, and most of his work takes place in that shadowland where the man of faith suddenly encounters doubt and the nonbeliever is suddenly shaken by something that looks very close to a miracle or an act of faith.
Greene did famously convert to Catholicism in his early twenties in order to marry his devout wife Vivien (who had first written to him because he had misrepresented an aspect of the Virgin Mary); but I would say he took the church into his life as he took his wife: both became frequent sources of solace and guidance and inspiration but also frequent antagonists, whom he deserted and treated badly.
The day after the mass shootings in Colorado last year, I heard some people say that they could never do what that shooter did. I donât agreeâI think good people have the capacity to murder. And I think thatâs a perspective Greene would share.
A Greene character isnât a churchgoer who says, âI could never act like the devil.â Rather, heâs a self-proclaimed (self-chastised) nonbeliever who says, âI could never act like a saintââand then does so, almost in spite of himself. Greene is always reminding us of how little we know of one another. And intentions in his work are slippery, which is why he keeps on flaunting his paradoxical belief that good motives can be the quickest way to hell. Greene shows imperfect men transcending themselves.
Were he writing of the terrible tragedy in Colorado, Greene wouldnât concentrate on the deranged killer; he would describe a man taking his girl-friend to the movies, even though heâs not faithful to herâand is on the brink of breaking up with her and is secretly texting some new love. And then, when the violence breaks out, Greene would show that man giving up his life to save the girlfriend he no longer loves.
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Things that Catholic schooling is supposed to do:
-Introduce us to God
-Keep us from sinning
-Teach us right from wrong
-make sure we get a good education
Things Catholic schooling actually does:
-Ruin at least one hymn for us a year
-Create a lot of parodies for the hymns
-Teach us how to avoid the guilt of doing things we shouldnât
-Teach us how to rebel the right way
-Teach us how to cuss like a sailor without getting caught
-Teach us how to properly scream at opposing teams and rival schools
-Teach us how to rely heavily on getting good grades
-Teach us how to not deal with our issues in healthy ways because letâs face it none of the adults care if we have crippling anxiety.
-Teach us how to rely on our friends more than adults because the adults arenât going to do anything
-Teach us how to slam a girlâs head into the wall properly
-Teach us how to value a good fight
-Teach us how and where to get various drugs in the heart of a Catholic neighborhood
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Ave, fonticuli Stella.
AsteriĂĄ mater Alma
Fons magicea
Felix Caeli porta
Felix Barathrum porta
Summens illude Ave
Qoud Serpens locutus est
Salutans nomen EvĂŠ
Ruptor catenis
Profer lumens caecis
Mala nostra pelle
Bona cuncta posse
Ostende te osse Regina
Sicut aquas divina
Reflectunt stellarum
Preces nostras portare
Regina omnia recedens
In lunares salutem
Patients tempus, calendariis
Supra
Infra
Tenebris aquis
Nox caelum speculum
Gloria tribus in uno
Parody of the hymn âAve Maris Stellaâ
Despite years of catholic schooling my Latin is shit so doubtless the grammar is off haha.
#traditional witchcraft#witch queen#Ave maris Stella#fonticuli Stella#heresy#heretical catholic#folk Catholicism#magic#tradcraft#occult#witchcraft#witch#magick#folk magic#traditional craft#folklore#hymns#prayers#poetry#fonticuli stella#Latin#Maris Stella#Regina Stella
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OPERA / 2017-2018
CANDIDE
MAY 3 OPEN REHEARSAL
Washington National Opera
Music by Leonard Bernstein Book Adapted from Voltaire by Hugh Wheeler in a New Version by John Caird Lyrics by Richard Wilbur with Additional Lyrics by Stephen Sondheim, John Latouche, Lillian Hellman, Dorothy Parker, and Leonard Bernstein
Whoâs Who
Candide: an innocent young man, nephew of Baron Thunder-ten-Tronckh (tenorâthe highest male voice) Cunegonde: Candideâs love and the baronâs daughter (sopranoâthe highest female voice) Dr. Pangloss: a teacher and philosopher (baritoneâa middle-range male voice) The Old Lady: an old lady (mezzo sopranoâa middle-range female voice) Maximilian: Cunegondeâs brother and the baronâs son (baritone) Paquette: Cunegondeâs maid and Panglossâs girlfriend (soprano)
PHOTO (Top) Caption: Candide (pronounced kahn-DEED) and Cunegonde (coo-neh-GOHN-duh) defy custom and get engaged.
Take a listenâŠ
Before we even get started, letâs take a minute to listen to the overture. Though the story of Candide can be dark at times, the electric energy and pulsating rhythms of this opening music remind us that Candide has all the makings of a fun and frisky satire. (Even composerâand conductor!âLeonard Bernstein canât help dancing.) Pay attention to some of these melodies; youâll hear many of them again and again as Candide crosses the globe.
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So, Whatâs Going On?
Westphalia, a German kingdom, the eighteenth century.
You are hereâŠfor now at least. But keep your passport handy.
Meet Candide. Heâs a pretty optimistic guy. And why shouldnât he be? As the illegitimate nephew of Baron Thunder-ten-Tronckh, he gets to live in a beautiful castle. He also gets to sit in on daily lessons with a philosopher named Dr. Pangloss whose personal motto is that all things happen for the best, and this world is, in fact, the best of all possible worlds.
But most importantly, Candide gets to spend his days with the baronâs daughter, Cunegonde, on whom he has a walloping crush.
Take a listenâŠ
Candideâs tastes are a lot simpler than Cunegondeâs, but these two crazy kids are still in love (awwwâŠ). Even though Candide and Cunegonde have very different ideas about their future together, they actually sing the same tunes and keep insisting they âagreeâ on everything. Listen for some irony in the lyrics and in the music here.
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Candideâs sunny outlook is put to the test, however, when he and Cunegonde announce their plans to marry, and Cunegondeâs brother, Maximilian, kicks Candide out of the palace. (Tough break, Candide.)
Wandering aimlessly through the Westphalian countryside, Candide stumbles upon a foreign army. No sooner is he forced to enlist than the army attacks Westphalia and Candide finds himself at war with his former homeland. Candide witnesses a terrible battle fought in the name of nationalism and glory (on both sides). Horrified, confused, and not knowing whatâs become of Cunegonde and the rest of the Baronâs family, Candide flees amidst the chaos.
Heartbroken, Candide searches for Cunegonde across the war-torn landscape and eventually meets a beggar with a tin nose. Surprise! Itâs Dr. Pangloss, who likewise escaped from the Baronâs castle, only to find his body ravaged by a âspecialâ disease transmitted to him by Cunegondeâs maid, Paquette.
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Dr. Pangloss explains his debilitating disease is worth all the trouble itâs caused in this, the first of two (count them: two) songs about syphilis in the show. Listen for the occasional march-like rhythms in the song, which suggest Pangloss is entirely serious about his conviction that everything is for the best. (Note: The âCroix de Guerreâ Pangloss refers to is a French military award for bravery. It translates as âCross of War.â)
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Reunited, Candide and Pangloss team up with a generous Anabaptist (basically, a guy who doesnât believe in baptizing infantsâŠa heretic in the eyes of European Protestants and Catholics but, to Candideâs surprise, a decent sort of fellow) and decide to set sail forâŠ
Lisbon, Portugal
But along the way, a storm hits, and the Anabaptist is drowned (againâŠgenuinely sad). Even more terrible? Almost exactly as Candide and Pangloss arrive on the Portuguese shore, a volcano erupts, and the resulting earthquake all but destroys the city of Lisbon, killing tens of thousands of people (once again, extremely sad and also immensely disturbing, especially seeing as it actually happened on November 1, 1755).
Candide and Pangloss are promptly arrested by the Lisbon branch of the Spanish Inquisition, which is looking for scapegoats to blame for the catastrophe. The two men are brought to an auto-da-fĂ© (aw-toh-duh-FEY), a public execution ceremony in which heretics are tried and executed. Pangloss is hanged, but Candide manages to get by with only a beating. (Ainât he the lucky one?)
Take a listenâŠ
The citizens of Lisbon are perhaps a little too excited to take part in the torture and mayhem of the auto-da-fĂ© . Check out the break-neck speed of the wind instruments and the breathless chants from the chorus, perhaps meant to represent the crowdâs unhealthy thirst for blood. Be on the lookout for some clever puns as well (âShall we hang them or forget them?â/ âGet them!â), as well as for some references to the Latin masses that would have been observed in Lisbon churches (examples include: âMiserere,â a type of lament; âPax Vobiscum,â meaning âpeace be with you;â and âDies Irae,â a requiem hymn).
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Shockingly, though, itâs not all bad news for Candide.
Thanks to a happy twist of fate, Cunegonde has survived the Westphalian war! And now her beauty and charm have landed her inâŠ
Paris, France
Here she splits her time (and affection) between a wealthy Jewish gentleman and the Cardinal Archbishop of Paris. Sheâs a bit upset sheâs had to sacrifice her âvirtueâ for a few trinkets and a nice place to live, but not upset enough to say goodbye to her current living situation.
Take a listenâŠ
Of all the many solos (or âariasâ) in Candide, Cunegondeâs âGlitter and Be Gayâ is probably the most recognizable (you may even have heard one or two sopranos try it out in your music class). Though the song is a mini-parody of a showy type of nineteenth-century singing known as coloratura, and though much of the tune sounds bright and bouncy, the aria is also a scathing satire of humanityâs obsession with material things. Try listening to the song here and then revisiting it when it turns up in the show. Does it have a different feel when you hear it in context?
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SoâŠCunegonde seems set for life in Paris. That is until, by an insane coincidence, Candide arrives.
Overjoyed to discover neither one of them has actually died, the two decide to pick up where they left off, but are interrupted by Cunegondeâs two suitors (yikes). A violent confrontation ensues, and Candide stabs both men to death (double yikes).
With the police now on their tail, Candide and Cunegonde escape with the help of a friendly old lady, known simply as âthe Old Lady.â The three make their way toâŠ
CĂĄdiz, Spain
But their stay doesnât last long.
All of their possessions are stolen, the French police begin to close in, and Candide needs to make yet another escape.
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If you can believe it, the Old Ladyâs had an even rougher life than Candide and Cunegonde put together (highlights include having one of her buttocks chopped off âŠweâre not kidding.) Still, like Pangloss, sheâs determined to make the best of things. Hoping to sing her way out of a bad situation, the Old Lady tries to âassimilateâ into the Spanish culture by offering her own rendition of a habanera (hah-buh-NAIR-uh, a dance with rhythms similar to a tangoâŠyou may have heard something like it in Bizetâs Carmen).
(Note: The âRovno Guberniaâ the Old Lady refers to is actually a reference to a region in the Ukraine where Leonard Bernsteinâs father was born. The Spanish words used to rhyme with âGuberniaâ also have personal significance for the composer: They were given to him by his wife, whose family was from Chile, and they translate as âIâm dying; Iâm growing a hernia.â) You canât make this stuff up!
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Caption: The Old Lady takes a crash course in Spanish.
Miraculously, Candide is suddenly offered a position fighting for Jesuits (missionary Catholics) in South America. He jumps at the chance and, along with Cunegonde and the Old Lady, embarks for the New World.
Phew.
Letâs take a breather for intermission. Go get a snack. Weâll be here when you get back.
Okay. The theater lights are flashing.
Ready to return to the death-defying (and sometimes absurdly ridiculous) adventures of Candide? Sounds good. When we last left our hero, he was headed forâŠ
Montevideo, Uruguay
Candide, Cunegonde, and the Old Lady reach Montevideo. But hold onto your hats, kids, because guess whoâs there, too? Maximilian and Paquette (yup, they survived the Westphalian war as well).
Maximilian and Paquette end up at a Jesuit camp deep in the jungle, while Cunegonde gets a marriage proposal from the Governor of Montevideo, and poor Candide is forced to flee once again, as heâs managed to annoy the Spanish/Uruguayan police, too.
Candide employs a local named Cacambo as his companion, and the two venture through the wilderness until they uncover a Jesuit camp. (You guessed it; itâs the same camp where Maximilian and Paquette have been hiding out.) Instantly recognizing one another, Candide and Maximilian quickly fall back on old habits. Candide explains he still wishes to marry Cunegonde, and Maximilian still refuses to give his blessing. The two begin to fight, and, somewhat predictably, Candide ends up stabbing Maximilian and needing to flee. (If youâre thinking the body count is getting a little out of control, youâre right.)
Tired? Confused? Need yet another break? Here: Have an INEXPLICABLE time-jump!
Years pass and Candide and Cacambo are still lost in the South American jungle while Cunegonde and the Old Lady remain at the governorâs house. Soon Candide and Cacamboâs travels bring them toâŠ
Caption: Candide and Cacambo take in Eldorado.
Eldorado
(If youâve never heard of it, donât worry. Itâs completely made up.)
Yet despite the fact that Eldorado is a near-perfect paradise with gold and jewels to spare, Candide canât get his mind off Cunegonde. Taking a gift of several golden sheep (yes, they have those in Eldorado), Candide heads for the coast, suggesting Cacambo bring one of the sheep to Montevideo and trade it for Cunegondeâs freedom. The men split up and Candide arrives inâŠ
Surinam, a Dutch colony
Candide comes up with a plan to meet Cunegonde in Venice (becauseâŠwhy not?) and purchases a ship to cross the Atlantic. Only problem? The ship merchant is a total villainâshe sells Candide a vessel that can barely float.
Will Candide ever make it to Venice? Will he and Cunegonde ever be reunited for good? And will our hero be able to maintain his positive attitude after all thatâs happened to him?
Could be. Anything is possible in this âbest of all possible worlds.â
Good to Know
Does the title Candide sound familiar at all?
Thatâs because youâve probably encountered it in the classroom or on a summer reading list. It was originally a novel by French poet, playwright, and philosopher François-Marie Arouet, better known as âVoltaireâ (1694-1778). An unapologetic spoof, the book version of Candide was a product of the French Enlightenment, a time of great scientific progress and new emphasis on logic and reasoning. Yet despite this shift in social thought, Voltaire saw much to criticize in his contemporary environment.
Not-so-subtly buried within the novel was a witty argument against certain optimistic thinkers of the dayâparticularly Alexander Pope and Gottfried Wilhelm Leibnizâwho essentially believed that everything happened for a divine reason. Struggling to reconcile immense tragedies such as the Lisbon earthquake and the impending Seven Yearâs War with the idea that every single event is both right and good, Voltaire penned a story about a young man whose naĂŻve positivity gets him into a ton of trouble.
Caption: In a nod to Pope and Leibniz, Dr. Pangloss educates his pupils in the beauty of optimistic reasoning.
Centuries later in 1950s America, playwright and author Lillian Hellman approached a young-yet-already-famous conductor/composer named Leonard Bernstein about collaborating on an operetta (a light, comic opera) of Candide that would be in the satirical spirit of Voltaire.
And this wasnât just because Hellman was a fan of French literature. No: Hellman felt the overblown optimism, cruel abuses of power, and tremendous hypocrisy displayed in Candide would serve as an ideal metaphor for the American Red Scare (the fear of communist beliefs and practices) and its unjust sanctions and interrogations spearheaded by Senator Joseph McCarthy. Both Hellman and Bernstein had suffered personal and professional consequences at the hands of âMcCarthyism,â so the two were naturally drawn to the project. In notes for a 1989 concert version of Candide, Bernstein even described the connection between his own experiences and those of Voltaire:
âThat was the time of the Hollywood BlacklistâŠtelevision censorship, lost jobs, suicides, expatriation and the denial of passports to anyone even suspected of having once known a suspected communist. I can vouch for this; I was denied a passport by my own government. By the way, so was Voltaire⊠His answer was satire, ridicule and, through laughter, to provoke in his reader self-recognition and, of course, self-justification: âWho, me? Not me.â Which produces discussion, makes debateâand debate is, after all, the cornerstone of democracy. So Lillian and I were naturally magnetized by VoltaireâsâŠwit and wisdom, and quickly set about our workâŠâ
Check This OutâŠ
How the musical styles and choice of instruments change with each new location. Would you be able to tell when Candide has traveled to a new country without being told? How so? (Hint: Think slow and steady hymn-like songs for Westphalia or castanets and syncopated rhythms for Portugal.)
How the lighting, sets, and costumes give you clues about the charactersâ fates. For example: Do Candideâs clothes give you any hints about when heâs run into some good fortune versus when heâs had a bad day? Do the scenery and lighting changes provide a sense of Cunegondeâs social status in Paris and in Montevideo?
In this production, the singer playing the role of Dr. Pangloss will also play the role of Voltaire, the ever-present narrator. Do you think this example of âdouble castingâ is effective? What do you think Pangloss and Voltaire have in common? Throughout the show, does one of these characters come across as more sincere or more believable than the other? In what ways?
Think About ThisâŠ
Both Candide the novel and Candide the operetta were artistic reactions to turbulent times. Do you think Candide still holds up as social commentary in todayâs world? Does the satire make sense in our post-Red Scare era of social media, âfake news,â and international revolution?
The land of Eldorado has no courts or prisons and no concept of fear or revenge. Given Voltaire was somewhat frustrated with the society that surrounded him and that he was a known pacifist, what do you think Eldorado represented in the original story? Do you think it symbolizes something similar in the operetta? Can you think of a modern-day equivalent of Eldorado in literature, TV, or film?
Though the Candide novel ends rather abruptly, the musical adaptation has a long finale with a definite message. What do you feel the operettaâs creators wanted to say in this final scene? Does the show ultimately leave you in an optimistic or a pessimistic moodâŠor somewhere in between?
Take Action: Make Your Garden Grow
One of the key takeaways from Candide (in both its novel and musical forms) is to âmake your garden grow,â or to take the time to cultivate something meaningful for yourself and for those around you. We think itâs a pretty good life lesson.
Why not be more like Candide? Okay, silly question (he makes a lot of destructive choices). But why not adopt his characterâs thoughts on making your own personal garden? Donât worry: Weâre not talking literal gardens (unless you like that sort of thing!). Instead, we encourage you to take on an extended project you think will be worthwhile for you and your community.
It could be anything. If you and a few of your friends always wanted to start a band, you can book a local venue a few months in advance and get practicing. If youâve been thinking about running a marathon, you can look up runs for charities in your area over the next year and start training. Orâif you want to be more exact about itâyou can plant an actual vegetable garden and donate your produce to a soup kitchen or family shelter. The only rule here is that it has to be something that takes a lot of care and a lot of commitment.
Social media savvy? Track your progress and show the world the results of all your hard work using the hashtag #makeyourgardengrow.
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Go even deeper with the Candide Extras.
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All photos by Karli Cadel
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Major support for WNO is provided by Jacqueline Badger Mars.
David M. Rubenstein is the Presenting Underwriter of WNO.
WNO acknowledges the longstanding generosity of Life Chairman Mrs. Eugene B. Casey.
WNO's Presenting Sponsor
Additional support for Candide is provided by the National Endowment for the Arts.
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