I'm going to cite you from Rhythm of War for the paper I'm writing in theology, as an example of the problem between Neo-scholasticism and American Modernism.
You need an emulsifier. You need an adaptor.
The more you know about these things, the more separate they become and irreconcilable for their differences. The way of the story is that emulsifier/adapter. The Divine Order of Story is the doctrine which crystalizes what we know about this stuff as universal knowledge (catholic with a little c).
Just so you know. That way you can be extra sure to feel the goosebumps when I bring the ink of Death over your individual name.
I can work something like that in and still keep it academic. Among the things that being masterful with writing does for a person.
Where's that center for kids who can't read good anyway?
Is it still open? Do you need more funding to keep the lights on?
No seriously. Do you know what I am famous for among the eternal saints: the absolute best teacher about the subject circumcision. I know just how to make that sensible for all walks of life.
No really. You think I won't do that to your kids if they ask too many questions?
You have not received that teaching yet. I am still buttering you up and marinading you in the good brine.
You will know when you get that teaching.
It will be like Jerry Springer with the president and me all over world TV and nobody will have any further questions about who is truly trailer trash after.
"One of our faithful viewers has phoned in a valid question. What does Ben Stiller think about all this circumcision business? What do you say we bring him out here and get his two cents!?"
Oh it is battle royale alright!
("Why the hell did you ask me? What the hell do you think I am!?" -- it's America dude, they want to know, and they think you have the answer! You are a TV star, aren't you?)
(I'll let you in on a corner of my blanket, Ben. I know it must be cold over there about now. If you are throwing the worst things you could possibly think of to say or tell someone like me, you never have to worry about what it's gonna do to me.)
"Yes. If you want to know about America, you need to know about Jerry Springer."
"If you need to blame anyone, you blame Jerry, alright?"
One could write a doctorate of theology about what is really happening on Jerry Springer and why it matters.
A doctor could say: let's make a game show. Most Extreme Doom Slaying. Can they survive the gauntlet of true power with all the help we have to give them?
Let us watch together and remember their glory. There is always a reason for glory.
You will see how I do it in real life ripping through your soul and tearing into your consciousness with the True Power my own Lord and God to kill my Christ.
That will be the model people will slay toward, and we will see if anyone else really does have what it takes to meet me as an equal.
That great Dark One previously mentioned is making an exit through my entrance.
("but he was no maiden Athena!! Who then...?)
Not Cronus, nor Athena, nor Greek.
You are even stranger to me.
Shall I have a look inside?
No. Prudence is not weakness, despite whatever it may have looked as unto evil eyes.
You have a right to stimulate the wisdom learning of children as parents. In other words, you may thrust them cruelly into the jaws of evil and watch them work through it on their own. Especially if you don't have the words to tell them.
Gravitissimum Educationis
That is the secret of Catholic famliness. The little twerp says: "I don't want to play with her. She's black."
We say. "The hell!? Get your ass over there and get along, or you are gonna find out."
If they insist then you are permitted to deliver unto them the agonies of the Christ's passion with modest restraint.
Depending on the child, that may require all of your strength possible after a montage power enhance scene to the final end of everything.