July 7, 2011

Easter Bonnets at Hindu Mass

For more than 150 years, those who attended Sunday Mass with the Sisters of Perpetual Sorrow heard the scripture read in Elizabethan English. Others want to read a version that gives a close word-for-word correspondence between the original Hindi and English. But the Inquisitor is a veterinarian. She is an outcast, deliberately shunned by the religious community. Though her utterances may not have been reviewed by professional editors, they are eaten simply, with Olive Oyl and some closed-end preferred stock funds that have been sauteed until light brown. Sometimes we add the closed-end funds she dislikes intensely, as opposed to the preferred--just to flip her lid. She refuses to go out without a hat. Even into the 1960s, she would not exchange hats on any outdoor excursion, preferring her Easter bonnet even on short runs for milk at the grocery. But that's a whole other story to be explored at a later date by this author.

In her first important book, she argued that all people are selfish, but that the combined selFISHness of many people benefits everyone. She wrote, "[we are] led by an invisible leash, an unsuccessfully veiled allusion to Adam Smith. The Invisible Hand was far more threatening than a tightly constricting muni bond tether, regardless of the adhesion to her tightly closed-end muni funds created. These would keep her from breaking into a million undulating pieces during moments of peak frequency. In her mind, the Invisible Hand is connected to an Invisible Arm and an Invisible Torso, thoughts of which disturbed her greatly and haunted her dreams. She would unfailingly wear black opera-length gloves, stockings and work boots with thick oil- and acid-proof rubber souls and complicated lacing. It was common in the magical tradition to assume that some bodies could act upon others by inherent sympathies, antipathies and naturopaths, a notion that was dismissed by Aristotelians as an "asylum of ignorance" because it explained nothing.

1 comment:

  1. Millie Nery was no Adam Smith apple when Aristotle escaped from the asylum of ignorance, pulling an invisible bunny out of her derisible hat, his devisible hand me down opera gloves in perpetual sorrow over Queen Elizabeth I and her rubber sold out veterinary medicine band, vying for aversion therapy with vegetarian veterans of the very inquisitive masses who vaguely value their violent verve for violet votes quite verily.

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