Readers familiar with the ethnography of the original Star Trek will remember that Klingons live for war. I am NO expert in Klingon linguistucs, but those who have made up a Klingon language have not even included words for a number of key concepts.
Also someone has a WEIRD sense of humor rendering what is originally a UKRAINIAN carol in Klingon.
But there's a link for anyone who wants to know more about the Klingon language project
Back on Planet Earth and in this Century
This year the RantFamily Christmas Eve worship included a couple old standards with a stanza or so of modernized lyrics. RantWoman LIKED seeing mention of the rights to the piece because it partly salves her conscience for all those years of furtively photocopying out of print music. RantWoman appreciates creators being able to get paid for their work and also for repeat availability of work product.
THE BULLETIN.
SOME faith communities print one or two copies of the bulletin in large print. The place the RantFamily went on Christmas eve has sometimes in the past mentioned Braille bulletins, though the one time, RantWoman asked, the braille bulletins were locked away in the office.
This time Little Sister asked; RantWoman actually did not think to ask because... smart phone! The print in the bulletin was tiny beyond RantWoman's willingness to try and squint, but...RantWoman thought of the camera on her cellphone! Magic! Print enlargement. The phone would have read RantWoman the text, but RantWoman was thrilled to be able to read herself, especially when modernized lyrics arose!
CANDLES
Christmas Eve services generally come with a rendition of Silent Night and passing of flame from one person to another. RantWoman has decidedly mixed feelings about this practice. Candle flicker makes RantWoman's eyes water in a way that reminds her of the family DNA lotto. The Righteous Rev RantGranddad also had the same complaint. Next, Little Sister uses oxygen and generally likes to be near a door so she can flee as soon as candle flame starts getting passed around.
The service the RantFamily attended did a LOT to redirect RantWoman's sense of wanting to set things on fire, at least figuratively due to world events. RantWoman also accidentally solved the set things on fire urge. As soon as the RantFamily was seated, RantWoman promptly dropped the candle she got at the door and retrieving it just was not going to happen. Oh well, pass along Light other ways.
This year, add RantMOM, to the ambivalence parade. The same hand jiggles that cause lots of gravity revalidation experiments in her kitchen also mean enough wobbles with lit candle to drip wax all over her sweater. So next year...?
RantWoman is still feeling very appreciative!
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