Friday 15 July 2022

Didymus




Yesterday, a Friend of Mine
a very brave, good woman
collapsed in terrible pain.

One minute, she was fit and well,
the next minute, 
she was in agony.

She is now in hospital, 
and this morning 
I was told she's
suffering from cancer.

Why?

See, if you love someone,
you don't want them to suffer — 
You can't bear it.

You want to take 
their suffering 
onto yourself.

If even I feel like that —
Why Doesn't God?”

— C.S. Lewis

This Time, there’s 
Two of Us.

The Batman :
Your insane.

Owlman :
It doesn’t matter — there are other versions of Me that You would find quite charming.


24 But Thomas, one of the twelve, called Didymus, was not with them when Jesus came.


25 The other disciples therefore said unto him, We have seen the Lord. But he said unto them, Except I shall see in his hands the print of the nails, and put my finger into the print of the nails, and thrust my hand into his side, I will not believe.


26 And after eight days again his disciples were within, and Thomas with them: then came Jesus, the doors being shut, and stood in the midst, and said, Peace be unto you.


27 Then saith he to Thomas, Reach hither thy finger, and behold my hands; and reach hither thy hand, and thrust it into my side: and be not faithless, but believing.


28 And Thomas answered and said unto him, My Lord and my God.


29 Jesus saith unto him, Thomas, because thou hast seen me, thou hast believed: blessed are they that have not seen, and yet have believed.


Commentators have noted that John avoids saying whether Thomas actually didthrust” his hand in. Before the Protestant Reformation the usual belief, reflected in artistic depictions, was that he had done so, which most Catholic writers continued to believe, while Protestant writers often thought that he had not.

Regardless of the question of whether Thomas had felt as well as “seen” the physical evidence of the Resurrection of Jesus, the Catholic interpretation was that, although Jesus asserts the superiority of those who have faith without physical evidence, he was nonetheless willing to show Thomas his wound, and let him feel it. This was used by theologians as biblical encouragement for the use of physical experiences such as pilgrimages, veneration of relics and ritual in reinforcing Christian beliefs.

Protestant theologians emphasized Jesus’ statement of the superiority of “faith alone” (see sola fide), although the evangelical-leaning Anglican Thomas Hartwell Horne, in his widely read Introduction to the Critical Study and Knowledge of the Holy Scriptures (first published in 1818) treated Thomas’s incredulity, which he extended somewhat to the other apostles, approvingly, as evidence both of the veracity of the gospels, as a “forger” would be unlikely to have invented it, and of their proper suspicion of the seemingly impossible, demonstrating their reliability as witnesses.6 In the early church, Gnostic authors were very insistent that Thomas did not actually examine Jesus, and elaborated on this in apocryphal accounts, perhaps tending to push their non-Gnostic opponents in the other direction.
The theological interpretation of the episode has concentrated on it as a demonstration of the reality of the resurrection, but as early as the writings of the 4th- and 5th-century saints John Chrysostom and Cyril of Alexandria it had been given a eucharistic interpretation, seen as an allegory of the sacrament of the Eucharist, what remained a recurring theme in commentary.

Martin Sheen on Elvis: "Nobody Knew How to Deal with Him."

Martin Sheen on Elvis : 
"Nobody knew how to deal with him."


Tuesday 12 July 2022

Project XANNADU



"The Project that I've been working on, which really began with my term paper in the fall of 1960, and has gradually become something far larger, is now intended as that Unifying World -- so it would be a storage mechanism and indexing structure by which anyone can add documents to the ever-growing pool, 
IN their OWN style of indexing....

This depository needs to be a place that we can all reach electronically through telephone, perhaps through laser-beam and satellite, but through various electronic means, so that through our computer screens, we can bring the material that we want, as fast as we need it.

And this has to be available to everyone, everywhere --

And of course, because it's literary tradition, and because it's the magic place of literary memory, it HAS to be called XANADU."

-- Ted Nelson




"The Memory's a *funny* thing - isn't it?
An incredible feat of engineering, it sits in the medial
temporal lobe,
and it's most impressive FUNCTION : Is It's FILING
System.
It's better than ANYTHING a Supercomputer could do.
Another of My Favourite Facts - given that,
THAT'S What This Trial is All about:
Right Answers,
Wrong Answers,
Knowledge --Truth
...is that, when we are remembering something,
we're not *actually* recalling The Original Event..
What we are *DOING*
is remembering the LAST time, we remembered it -
So we are CONSTANTLY wiping Our Pasts,
and editing together A NEW One -
One that makes SENSE to Us, 
NOW - in The Present.

ALL Memories, therefore,
are by Definition :
A Lie.
They change.
WE change them.

Which, isn't A Crime, 
A Conspiracy, just —

Human Nature.

We can project Guilt, say,
Back onto An Event
That was, in fact, 
perfectly innocent.

I'm asking you all
To Try and Resist
A More Entertaining Falsehood
in favour of less-extraordinary Truth :

That Major Ingram simply 
knew The Answers to those
Questions

And THAT'S Why 
He Got Them RIGHT.

The Duellists












The Duellists (Dir. Ridley Scott, 1977) | Interview with actor Keith Car...



Surely you will not turn down
the opportunity of a brigade.
The Emperor is Our Hope and Strength.
We belong to him.

D'Hubert :
I have entertained the notion that...
I may belong to myself.

It has been said that you 
Do Not Love The Emperor.

D'Hubert :
By whom?


By General Feraud.
He knows you well, I believe.

D'Hubert :
General Feraud has made
occasional attempts to kill me.
That does not give him the right
to claim my acquaintance.

And it is also said that he fought you...
in defence of The Emperor's Honour.

D'Hubert :
That is impertinent trash!
You have My Answer to Marshall Grouchy.
I shall write to confirm it at once. Good Day.

Colonel, do you sometimes
meet with General Feraud?

Now and again.

D'Hubert :
Ask him what The Honor of The Emperor
has to do with Madame de Lionne?

Madame de Lionne?

D'Hubert :
I think that was The Lady's name.
He should remember better than I.


*****

Feraud :
Damn his impudence.


That was The Lady's name, sir.

Feraud :
Madame de Lionne. Yes.
Get your backside off that table.
Fine woman. A cultivated woman.
She had nothing to do with The Emperor.


I do not believe that The General 
was suggesting an ilIicit acquaintance 
between The Emperor and this woman.

Feraud :
Then what was he suggesting?
What? Out with it.

Sir, I took him rather to imply that this lady...
not The Emperor, was the prime cause 
of your quarrel.

Feraud :
I have called him out near
to half a dozen times.
The Cavalry knows. Would I have
done that for some petty nonsense?

She was a lady I held in high esteem.
Her salon was very well known in...

Strasbourg.

Yes, now I recall something else.
He said to me in a public street--

I have it burnt in my mind.
He said to me...

"For all that I care, They can
spit upon Napoleon Bonaparte."

Who were 'They'?

Feraud :
They, They!

When did The Emperor
not have enemies?

D'Hubert is a turncoat!
That is a fact!

I say more. I say he never loved
The Emperor! Never!

He saw a fair deal of campaigning....

Feraud :
When you meet him again, tell him
I will prove The Truth of it
at the first opportunity.

To The Emperor -- Good Luck to him
and to those that love him.

But in less than 100 days,
Napoleon was defeated,

And I offer you another toast.
Let us give thanks for the safe return...
of His Sacred Majesty, Louis XVIII.
God Save The King.

And Devil take The Ogre...
to St. Helena.
This side of The Grave, it seems
a fit and proper place for him.

Come, sir --
You're A Royalist now...
Like the rest of us.
Where else would 
you wish him to be?

One celebration at a time, sir.
Don't you think?

No, I Do Not.
The Boy's A Royalist.
And I can give you more good news.

He has been summoned to attend
upon Marshall St. Cyr in Paris.

He will have a command
in The King's Army.

So Tell Us
What Fate would 
you choose 
for The Ogre?

D'Hubert :
I believe The Emperor
chose His Own Fate :
It was his habit to do so.

I learned My Trade in His Service,
as did MarshaIl St. Cyr.

The King's Army will have
more Realists than Royalists.

I have just agreed to terms
with this lady...
and I'm much too tired
for further questioning.

Well done.



Good Day, Colonel.
D'Hubert, isn't it?

D'Hubert :
That's right.

You took care to play safe, eh?
Very spruce you look too.
Very tame and spruce.

Found a nice place with His Majesty, have you?
Now, Gabriel Feraud was right.
Poor devil. He always said 
you were a slippery fellow.

D'Hubert :
How is General Feraud?


You don't know?

D'Hubert :
It interests me very little.
In fact, I do not know.


Feraud was arrested.
They have him on 
The Butcher's list.

D'Hubert :
He's to go before 
The Commission?


Yes. Now, there was a man
who would ride straight at anything.
He ends up at the mercy
of that sewer rat. Fouche.
He's as good as dead.

Joseph Fouche :
Come a little closer, please.
I'm all attention.

D'Hubert :
I believe Your Excellency
has chosen a list of officers...
to be tried for Treason
by the special court.

Joseph Fouche :
I... am The President 
of The Commission
that chose them, yes.

D'Hubert :
I've come to petition that the name
of General Gabriel Feraud
be removed from that list.
I have letters of introduction --
Marshalls St. Cyr and MacDonald.

Joseph Fouche :
Have you indeed?
By all accounts, he is 
rabid Bonapartist.

D'Hubert :
So is every Trooper and 
Grenadier in The Army...
as Your Excellency knows.

General Feraud hasn't the brains
to make himself dangerous to anyone.
Rather, he could not conceivably 
Hurt The State.

Joseph Fouche :
He has a busy tongue.
He talked himself on to our list.
we could not keep him off it.

I am something of 
A Virtuoso in Survival.

You will be aware 
of that, I think.
Besides, I despise these nobodies...
who offer their neck to The Block.

At least this is in My Control,
because if it were not...
My Own Name would 
most certainly be on it.

Our New Masters 
and Their Ladies
bless them, are out for 
a Deal of Blood.

Please be seated.

You have an honest 
Soldier's Face, General...
but you have come here
to intrigue with me.

Is that not so?
Have you not come here
to intrigue with me?
Is this fellow a relation of yours?

D'Hubert :
No.

Joseph Fouche :
Intimate friend?

D'Hubert :
No, not exactIy.
We've had a... 
long association.

Joseph Fouche :
MysteriousStill, you have 
two marshals at your back.

Yes, there's your man.
Feraud, Gabriel Florian.

He will live in the provinces
under police supervision.
You realise that, of course --

But he will live.

Take a pen, my dear fellow,
and cross out The Name.
I can't do everything for you.

D'Hubert :
Your Excellency, I must beg you
to keep my interference a secret.
Most particularly from 
General Feraud.

Joseph Fouche :
General Feraud, Alive or Dead,
is not worth a moment's gossip.

Android Dennis







THE INQUISITOR
Well, Kryten —  
Justify Yourself.

KRYTEN
I'm not sure I can.

INQUISITOR
But surely Your Life 
is replete with Good Works.  
There can be few individuals 
who have lived 
a more selfless life.

KRYTEN
But I am programmed 
to Live unselfishly.  

And therefore, any good works I do 
come not out of fine motives, 
but as a result of a series 
of binary commands 
I am compelled to obey.

INQUISITOR
Well then, how can any 
mechanical Justify Himself?


KRYTEN
Perhaps only if he attempted to 
break his programming 
and conduct His Life 
according to a set of values 
he arrived at independently.

INQUISITOR
Your Argument invites deletion.

KRYTEN
(with only mild smugness)
The Rules are yours, not mine.

INQUISITOR
Do you wish to be erased?

KRYTEN
Well, I am programmed not 
to wish for anything :
I Serve.

INQUISITOR
In a Human, this behaviour 
might be considered stubborn.

KRYTEN
But I am not Human.
And neither are you.  

And it is not Our Place 
to Judge Them.  

….I wonder why you do.

The INQUISITOR 
closes His Mask.

INQUISITOR
(In The INQUISITOR Voice)
 Enough!



Death :
Let's Rock!

Android Dennis :
It was cool when you said, 
"Let's Rock,"
because it made me 
want to Rock.

Death :
Uh-huhYou don't just get to Rock.
You got to earn 
The Right to Rock.


Android Dennis :
Freeze, Preston/Logan. 

Bill :
Oh, this is exactly what 
we don't need right now. 

Ted :
We can't. We gotta get back 
to The Present, like, now. 

Bill :
Yeah. Look, we know you were 
sent here to Kill Us 
if we didn't have The Song. 
But we actually do have 
The Song now, so... 

Android Dennis :
Wait. You have The Song? Oh... 
Uh... Mistakes were made
Apologies are given. 

Ted :
You're forgiven. 
No problem. 

Bill :
But we gotta go, robot dude. 

Android Dennis :
Wait! No, must expiate guilt. 

Bill :
For what? We're fine, dude. 

Ted :
Let us go! 

Android Dennis :
For... murdering Family. 

Ted :
Wait. What

Bill :
What are you talking about? 

Android Dennis :
I lasered your daughters. 

Ted :
You lasered them? 

Bill :
You lasered our daughters
Where are they? 

Android Dennis :
Daughters are... in Hell. 

Ted :
You sent our daughters to Hell? 

Bill :
We have to go get them. Shoot us. 

Android Dennis :
I can't shoot you. 
You have the song. 

Bill :
Well, guess what? 
**snap!**
Now there's no song. 

Ted :
Now you got no choice, Robot.
You gotta kill us! 

Android Dennis :
Can no longer take life. 

Bill :
What? 

Android Dennis :
Failure. Failure. 
Failure. Failure. 

Ted :
Dude, we need This Guy to laser us 
but he appears to be having some kind 
of nervous breakdown

Bill :
Shoot us, Robot! 

Android Dennis :
I can't. I'm A Failure. 
I don't even deserve 
to live, you know? 

Ted :
Shoot us! 

Android Dennis :
Can't do it. 
Shoot myself. 

Ted :
Wait, don't!

Bill
You can't! We gotta go 
save Billie and Thea. 

Ted :
Let's do it!

Bill :
 Yeah. 

Android Dennis :
I'm so sorry! 
Goodbye, cruel world! 

Bill and Ted Return to Hell

Ted :
It worked! 

Bill :
Yeah! 

Behind them
Android Dennis falls 
into Hell with them

Android Dennis :
...world! 

Bill :
That is unexpected

Ted :
Yeah. How can A Robot 
even die

Bill :
Let's find the girls. 

Android Dennis :
Can I come with you? 

Ted :
He did kill us. 

Bill :
Come on, Robot! 

Android Dennis :
Wait. I have A Name. 
It's Dennis. Dennis McCoy. 

Ted :
Okay. Let's go, Dennis McCoy. 

Thea! 

Billie! 

Android Dennis :
Dennis Caleb McCoy. 
That's the full name. 

Let's go, dude! 

Android Dennis :
I feel gratitude. 
Gratitude. 

Okay, we get it :
You're a grateful, 
totally insecure
somehow-dead robot named 
Dennis Caleb McCoy. 

Thea! - Billie! How're we gonna find them, dude? I don't know, dude. Yeah, I don't even know, dude. Thea! Billie!


Hellion #1 :
 Oh... They were very nice. 

Hellion #2 :
Very nice. Good group. 


Group? 

Yeah. They went that way. 

Thanks, Demons. 

You betcha.

Enjoy Hell, y'all. 

Thanks, demons. 

Have a good time, boys. 
I know that's strange. 


....what is that, A Robot? 

Yeah, that's A Robot in Hell. 

Thea? 

Billie? - Thea? - Billie! 

Kelly, Daughter of Rufus :
No! Apology not accepted, Mother.

Bill
Kelly? 

Kelly, Daughter of Rufus :
Ah! Bill and Ted are here. 
Did it work, Mom? 
Yeah. That's what I thought

Where are they? 

Kelly, Daughter of Rufus :
They're that way. 

Android Dennis :
I'm Dennis Caleb McCoy. 

Kelly, Daughter of Rufus :
I am so... No! No. 
Oh, yeah. This is way worse than 
The Christmas incident. 
And you named him ‘Dennis’? 
After my ex
Get outta here! 


Thea! Billie!

Billie! Thea! 


Dads! 

Dads! 

How're you doin'? 

Well, you know, 
We're Dead. 

And We're in Hell. 
But how're you doin'? 

We're good! 
Yeah. Look who we found. 

Dad? 

Ted’s Father :
Hi, Ted. I was Wrong
I mean, You're here. 

Which implies that you also 
travelled through time
 and that your wives 
actually are Princesses. 

All of which proves that 
it is imperative that 
You write The Song that will 
unite The Entire World. 

Ted :
And Save Reality. 

Thea :
Wait, is that new

Ted :
Yeah. 

Ted’s Father :
Well, then, I should Help You instead of criticising you. 
And I am very, very
very sorry. 

Ted :
Thanks, Dad! 

Bill :
Yeah, Thanks, 
Chief Logan! 

Ted’s Father :
I wasn't talking to you, Bill. 

Bill :
Oh. Cool. 


Well, Dads, this is The Band 
we put together for you. 

This is Jimi Hendrix, Louis Armstrong... 
And Mozart, and Ling Lun
and Grom

Louis Armstrong,
(Aged 25) :
A pleasure, gentlemen. 
You raised two fine 
young girls. 

Ted :
Thank you. 

And this is Kid Cudi 
who's not technically 
a historical figure.

Kid Cudi :
Kinda am now, I think. 

Yeah. It's a great honour 
to meet you all. 

Yeah. Welcome toand 
we’re sorry about, Hell

Android Dennis :
My bad. 

Oh. That's Dennis Caleb McCoy. 

We've met. He killed us. 

Android Dennis :
I'm really sorry that I lasered you all. 
And... I just need to tell you... 
My name is 
Dennis Caleb McCoy, and... 

Thank you, Dennis. 

Well, thanks for coming to get us. 

How're we gonna get outta here? 
We're gonna go talk to Death. 

Oh. Well, isn't he still 
mad at you guys? 

Oh, yeah.

And we're still 
mad at him.

Yeah. 

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