tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-197363112024-03-14T00:47:09.702-07:00Gaffney JournalRandom thoughts from Catherine & Sean GaffneyGaffneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18293658542211510275noreply@blogger.comBlogger1131125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19736311.post-14754754118785321762011-12-09T13:40:00.001-08:002011-12-09T13:41:29.160-08:00New Blog SitePlease migrate with me to my new wordpress blog site. <br />
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<br />Gaffneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18293658542211510275noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19736311.post-91751489096225816522011-12-09T10:00:00.000-08:002011-12-09T10:00:05.833-08:00Chocolate Time Paradox<!--[if gte mso 9]><xml>
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Took two pieces of chocolate.</div>
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Dove’s first piece of advice: “Try something new tomorrow.”</div>
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Dove’s second piece of advice: “Love like there is no
tomorrow.”</div>
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According to my love advice, there is no tomorrow, so I can’t
do anything new, but I’m supposed to do something new tomorrow, which means I’m
not loving properly today, but if I love like there’s no tomorrow…</div>
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Now my head hurts so much, I don’t feel much like loving or
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I guess too much chocolate can be bad for you…</div>
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Sean</div>Gaffneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18293658542211510275noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19736311.post-36061401377533820262011-12-08T10:00:00.000-08:002011-12-08T10:00:00.692-08:00Glimmer of Hope: Seconds of BeautyA collection of one second long films with the theme of "beauty."<br />
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Enjoy.<br />
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<a href="http://vimeo.com/32071937">Seconds Of Beauty - 1st round compilation</a> from <a href="http://vimeo.com/user9150018">The Beauty Of A Second</a> on <a href="http://vimeo.com/">Vimeo</a>.Gaffneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18293658542211510275noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19736311.post-3676774118373264762011-12-07T10:00:00.000-08:002011-12-07T10:00:01.974-08:00DuckThe video below is nothing special; just a duck following a dude. Amusing.<br />
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I'm posting it because it stirs up deeper meaning for me.<br />
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The only pet I've had in my life that was just mine was a duck. Used to follow me around too.<br />
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Second grade, I won a contest that allowed me to take home one of the little fellows that we hatched as a classroom project.<br />
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Found out after the fact that parents would define that as "losing" a contest, but oh well.<br />
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I liked my duck for the short time I had him (he was a victim of our house burning down. There are some good stories that go with that - remind me to tell you them sometime.)<br />
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So, for the memories, here is a clip of a man and his duck.<br />
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Just my thoughts,<br />
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Sean<br />
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<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">A look at a few of the spiritual
themes in Doctor Who, episode “Dalek” by Robert Shearman.</i><br />
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<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">SPOILER ALERT: I will be giving
away the end of the episode.</i><br />
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<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Episode bits pulled from <a href="http://who-transcripts.atspace.com/" target="_blank">Who Transcripts. </a></i><br />
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One of the ongoing themes of Doctor Who is the question of “what
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(Before I go on, I realize that this line of thought might
seem like a cheat – the blog series I am writing is supposed to be about
Christology after all. But it does/will tie in, as the claim my faith makes is
that Christ was fully human and fully G-d. So a study of “what does it mean to
be human” plays to both The Humanism of Who and The Christology of Who.)</div>
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The Doctor has always been fascinated by humanity, bordering
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How special are they? </div>
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The 21<sup>st</sup> Century reboot takes a long look at that
question by starting with a race that is very, very much not human: the Daleks.</div>
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The Daleks are, well, here’s the Doctor to explain:</div>
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<b>THE DOCTOR<br />
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The Daleks have one function: to exterminate anything that is
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The Time Lords (the Doctor’s race) and the Daleks wiped each
other out in the time war, with only the Doctor surviving. (That’s not quite
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In the episode “Dalek,” it is discovered that one Dalek
somehow survived, was thrown to earth, and is being held captive by a collector
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Rose touches the weakened Dalek (out of sympathy), and the creature absorbs
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A problem arises though – the Dalek is no longer pure Dalek,
but now has a slight case of the Roses: the absorbed human DNA
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At the climatic moment of the episode, The Dalek, long held
underground, blasts a hole in the ceiling, revealing the sun. Noticing that Rose
longed for the sun, the Dalek exposes itself to the beams – to feel the warmth
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That is a joy that the Dalek can not live with; such
feelings are to be disdained – they are messy, uncontrollable, not pristine
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The television series will continue to explore what it means to be
human – but the first step was made here in this episode:</div>
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Humanity feels.</div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 12pt;">Next up: The Parting of Ways</span>Gaffneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18293658542211510275noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19736311.post-40516365098577052182011-12-05T10:00:00.001-08:002011-12-05T10:00:05.587-08:00Sling BabyI worked on the team for two commercials for the "Doritos Crash the Superbowl" contest. Pretty proud of them, especially the first (I was more involved with Sling Baby).<br />
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Enjoy.<br />
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<a href="http://www.crashthesuperbowl.com/#/gallery/?video=13253" target="_blank">Sling Baby</a><a href="http://www.crashthesuperbowl.com/#/gallery/?video=13253" target="_blank"></a><br />
<br /><a href="http://www.crashthesuperbowl.com/#/gallery/?video=16136" target="_blank">Kitty Heist</a><br /><a href="http://www.crashthesuperbowl.com/#/gallery/?video=16136" target="_blank"><br /></a>Gaffneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18293658542211510275noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19736311.post-36017191358330249992011-12-02T10:00:00.000-08:002011-12-02T10:00:06.406-08:00Revealing-ationsSelf explanatory. Enjoy.<br />
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<iframe width="640" height="480" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/dErA4RBFoik?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe>Gaffneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18293658542211510275noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19736311.post-7336485350806872562011-12-01T09:23:00.001-08:002011-12-01T09:31:30.741-08:00Blowin' in the WindIf the answer, my friend, is blowing in the wind, then So Cal just got a whole lot of answers.<br />
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I hope somebody was taking notes.<br />
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jmt,<br />
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SeanGaffneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18293658542211510275noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19736311.post-90347540769241865572011-11-30T10:00:00.000-08:002011-11-30T10:00:00.710-08:00Pangs of Moralizing<br />
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As one who has his feet in both the world of writing and the
world of the church, I am often asked to create a piece of writing (play,
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I like doing so, as it gives me a chance to blatantly blend
two important areas of my life – faith and art. (These two areas are blended in
everything I do, just not always so blatantly.)</div>
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But there are times when my producers try to push me to lean
away from story and focus solely on getting a message across – less art, more
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It is tricky to try and explain why that is
counterproductive. Coming from a world where sermons can lead audiences in
droves to the altar, the people from the church business can’t help but to
think of story as just another way to preach.</div>
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But story is a lousy preaching platform; and if you get
those same folk to honestly talk about the stories that impacted their lives,
you’ll likely find them sermon-free.
Preaching just isn’t a strength of the medium.</div>
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A story works emotionally first; if there is a message, it
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My pastor last week talked about the difference between exposing
people to truth, and experiencing truth. Unless someone experiences truth, it
doesn’t quite stick.</div>
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Storytelling is a way to get people to experience; at least
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Take a look at Jesus’ parables – while there may be
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Even stories that contain great speeches – think <u>On the Waterfront</u>,
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Just Can’t Think of Right Now</u>, the monologues are earned by the speaker through
experience, and are almost commentaries on the story rather than sermons.</div>
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So what does one do when they want to tackle a big issue
within a story? <a href="http://thebitterscriptreader.blogspot.com/2011/11/thursday-thanksgiving-throwback-buffy.html?utm_source=feedburner&utm_medium=feed&utm_campaign=Feed:+TheBitterScriptReader+%28The+Bitter+Script+Reader%29&utm_content=Google+Feedfetcher">The
Bitter Script Reader has a nice write up on the topic</a>, examining a <u>Buffy
the Vampire Slayer</u> episode written by Jane Espenson.</div>
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Well worth the look, as an experienced script reader digs
into a work by one of the better writers in television.</div>
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The summary: serve the story first, and give all sides
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Favorite line from <a href="http://thebitterscriptreader.blogspot.com/2011/11/thursday-thanksgiving-throwback-buffy.html?utm_source=feedburner&utm_medium=feed&utm_campaign=Feed:+TheBitterScriptReader+%28The+Bitter+Script+Reader%29&utm_content=Google+Feedfetcher">the
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“Even if Jane Espenson had a point she wanted to make, she
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unchallenged isn't the way to win converts to your side.”</div>
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So, if you want to hire me to write a piece that includes a
message, expect me to fight for the story first – only because I really care
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Just my thoughts, </div>
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<br />Gaffneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18293658542211510275noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19736311.post-31907551014546020222011-11-29T10:00:00.000-08:002011-11-29T10:00:07.316-08:00ClarifyingMy fancy hotel didn't have the typical teeny bottles of shampoo.<br />
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Instead they provided their guests with "Clarifying Hair Cleanser."<br />
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Yep, they used the word "clarifying" to obscure their meaning.<br />
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Nicely done, irony hotel.<br />
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Just my thoughts,<br />
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Sean<br />
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<br />Gaffneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18293658542211510275noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19736311.post-47931636051864124662011-11-28T10:00:00.000-08:002011-11-28T10:00:05.868-08:00Thankful for: Childhood MagicJeffrey Overstreet's <a href="http://theotherjournal.com/filmwell/2011/11/23/the-muppets-bobin-2011/" target="_blank">nostalgic review</a> of the newest from the world of the Muppets.<br />
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<br />Gaffneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18293658542211510275noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19736311.post-29639118005361756912011-11-26T10:00:00.000-08:002011-11-26T10:00:03.342-08:00Thankful for: Her<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />Gaffneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18293658542211510275noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19736311.post-51471204525250513742011-11-25T10:00:00.000-08:002011-11-25T10:00:03.928-08:00Thankful for: Dear Friends<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />Gaffneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18293658542211510275noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19736311.post-15141225673660378992011-11-24T10:00:00.000-08:002011-11-24T10:00:04.210-08:00Thankful For: Random Reminders of Family<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />Gaffneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18293658542211510275noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19736311.post-60547051677645064972011-11-23T10:00:00.000-08:002011-11-23T10:00:07.108-08:00Thankful for: Books<br />
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For as long as I remember, I have been immersed in books.</div>
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When I was in elementary school, our teacher had a
competition for who could read the most books in a month. I decided to start by
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There were 33 of them.</div>
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I got through them before the month was out.</div>
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The other kids never had a chance.</div>
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My house was the perfect setting for a serial reader. My dad
got a hold of a bunch of gun ammo cases, took off the lids, flipped them on
their side and made book shelves for the front hall. </div>
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Floor to ceiling of books, many with covers blackened, a
reminder that they survived the fire that claimed our earlier house. But the
pages inside were clean.</div>
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But that wasn’t nearly enough space, so when the back porch
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Three of the four walls were bookshelves; again, floor to
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When I would encounter my various bouts of insomnia, I would
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I’d climb on the furniture, pick an upper shelf, and run my
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Maybe one of the dozens of RD condensed book collections, or
a biography, or a mystery, or a science book decked out with illustrations or a
legal textbook (I was enthralled with the law). If the title grabbed me, I would
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If it didn’t hold my interest, it would go back on the
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If the book grabbed my attention, I would slowly sink down
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I have been thinking about my childhood reading habits
because of Disney and Don.</div>
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Disney is making a movie of the John Carter of Mars books; I
saw the trailer and realized that I hadn’t read any of those adventures.</div>
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Even though I promised Don that I would.</div>
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Don was one of my best friends, and also a voracious reader.
While my reading was wide, his was deep.</div>
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Sci-fi was his game, and the Dune trilogy or Foundation
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We would constantly recommend books to each other – usually I
was pushing murder mysteries of the Nero Wolf / Ellery Queen vein; he was
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He was the one who pushed me to get past the movies and read
TARZAN, for which I am very grateful. (One of the best looks at sociology out
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And as Tarzan author Edgar Rice Burroughs also wrote another
favorite series of his – the stories of John Carter’s adventures on Mars -- it
didn’t take much to get me to agree to read some of those books as well.</div>
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Except, I never did get around to it.</div>
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Until now – just finished A PRINCESS OF MARS; a ripping good
tale. (Burroughs tackles another foreign society – but of another planet rather
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So, Don – thank you for the recommendation. </div>
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And thank you for not holding me to a time limit on my
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Sean</div>Gaffneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18293658542211510275noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19736311.post-53852693024296905382011-11-22T10:00:00.000-08:002011-11-22T10:00:01.201-08:00Kids Rolling in the DeepThe singer is ten; the drummer thirteen; all other instruments played by their fifteen year old brother.<br />
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Don't want to brag or nothin', but when I was her age I could play "Drink to Me with Thine Eyes" on the accordion.<br />
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Both hands.<br />
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Enjoy.<br />
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Or at least bows in their hands.<br />
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Here are two such girls that I am looking forward to seeing on the big screen.<br />
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<br />Gaffneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18293658542211510275noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19736311.post-81163717654924275332011-11-17T10:00:00.000-08:002011-11-17T10:00:06.320-08:00Christology of Who: Boomtown Part Two<br />
<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">A look at a few of the spiritual
themes in Doctor Who, episode “Boomtown” by Russell T. Davies.</i><br />
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<i>SPOILER ALERT: I will be giving
away the end of the episode.</i><br />
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<i>Episode bits pulled from <a href="http://who-transcripts.atspace.com/" target="_blank">Who Transcripts. </a></i><br />
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<i>For part one,<a href="http://gaffneyjournal.blogspot.com/2011/11/christology-of-who-boomtown-part-one.html" target="_blank"> go here</a>.</i></div>
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The story so far: Margaret (aka Blon Fel Fotch), is about to
be sent back home to a waiting death penalty by the Doctor. She has made
several efforts to convince the Doctor to let her go, none of them work.</div>
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So Margaret forgets arguments, turns the table on the
Doctor, and prepares to use the Tardis to blow up the world and ride her
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But in doing so, she exposes herself to the Heart of the
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Bathed in its light, really. </div>
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<i>Breathing heavily, Margaret stares into the light, as if forgetting
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<b>MARGARET</b><i><br />
</i>It's ... so bright... </blockquote>
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<b>THE DOCTOR<br />
</b>Look at it, Margaret... </blockquote>
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<b>MARGARET<br />
</b>... Beautiful... </blockquote>
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<i>Margaret is transfixed by the light, and her grip on Rose relaxes. Rose
stumbles out of the way and back to Jack. Margaret continues to stare into the
light, a blissful smile spreading across her face. Then, she looks up at the Doctor
who smiles slightly.</i> </blockquote>
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<b>MARGARET<br />
</b><i>(softly, genuinely) <br />
</i>Thank you ... </blockquote>
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<i>She is engulfed by the light, and when it clears, her body-suit flops on
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Rather, the Spirit that has engulfed her transforms her back
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<b>ROSE<br />
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<b>JACK<br />
</b>She's an egg? </blockquote>
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<b>THE DOCTOR<br />
</b>She can start again! Live her life from scratch. If we take her home, give her
to a different family, tell 'em to bring her up properly, she might be all
right! </blockquote>
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It’s not pity, or good deeds, or promises or threats – the only
way to be avoid the death penalty, the only true grace, is to be bathed by the
Spirit and born again.</div>
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Jesus replied, “Very truly I tell you, no one can see the kingdom
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 12pt;">Sean</span><br />
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But when we continued to sin against them, <br />
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<i>A look at a few of the spiritual
themes in Doctor Who, episode “Boomtown” by Russell T. Davies.</i><br />
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<i>SPOILER ALERT: I will be giving
away the end of the episode.</i><br />
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<i>Episode bits pulled from <a href="http://who-transcripts.atspace.com/" target="_blank">Who Transcripts. </a></i><br />
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The Doctor catches Margaret (aka Blon Fel Fotch), a Slitheen
(alien race, don’t ‘cha know) hiding in a human skin, who has twice now tried to destroy the earth.
First go around it was to sell off bits of radioactive earth for profit; this
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The Doctor decides to take her home – and turn her over
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But here’s the twist: Margaret’s homeworld has the death
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I should mention a thing or two about the Tardis – the space/time
ship that the Doctor travels in. It is powered by something called “the Heart
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The Heart of the Tardis is an ephemeral force, a spirit form.
She is telepathic, and can guide the Doctor even from a distance. The Doctor travels
where he likes, but the Heart will often nudge him (or push him) to specific
times and locales.</div>
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And the Heart has the gift of tongues – she is the universal
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<b>MARGARET<br />
</b>I almost feel better about being defeated. We never stood a chance. This is
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starters.<br />
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get refueled, and that leaves some time for Margaret to plead her case with the
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First she tries a little guilt: if the Doctor takes her in,
that makes him a murderer, right? The argument is ignored – another’s transgression
doesn’t make Margaret any less guilty.</div>
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Then she tries to get the Doctor to pity her – and he does.
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Then she argues that she has changed, that she won’t be
trying to destroy the world again. The Doctor counters that change isn’t in her
nature. After all,she tries twice to poison the time lord while making these
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Then she provides proof that she can be virtuous. There was
a woman that she was going to kill, but she didn’t. See, she did a good thing!</div>
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<b>THE DOCTOR<br />
</b>You let one of them go, but that's nothing new. Every now and then, a
little victim's spared. Because she smiled... because he's got freckles... 'cos
they begged... and that's how you live with yourself. That's how you slaughter
millions. Because once in a while, on a whim, if the wind's in the right
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Her last attempt for clemency is to argue that she is not
responsible for her own behavior. It is just the way she was raised; it was her
community, her environment, not her.</div>
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Yeah, the Doctor doesn’t buy that either.</div>
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There is nothing that Margaret can do or say to be saved.</div>
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To be continued…</div>Gaffneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18293658542211510275noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19736311.post-20337091597203028582011-11-15T10:00:00.000-08:002011-11-15T10:00:09.404-08:00"But First, I Need To Know If We Believe the Same Things..."<a href="http://lookingcloser.org/" target="_blank">Jeffrey Overstreet</a> puts together some interesting thoughts from a Christian's perspective on the dangers of listening only to those that agree with you.<br />
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<a href="http://lookingcloser.org/2011/11/into-the-wilderness/" target="_blank">Take a gander.</a><br />
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jmt,<br />
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SeanGaffneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18293658542211510275noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19736311.post-14852585208287628772011-11-14T10:00:00.000-08:002011-11-14T10:00:00.834-08:00FriendsToday's glimmer of hope.<br />
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<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="480" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/IbLz9-riRGM?rel=0" width="853"></iframe>Gaffneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18293658542211510275noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19736311.post-85047477484484291852011-11-12T10:00:00.000-08:002011-11-12T10:00:04.603-08:00Got Jellybeans?Get 288,000 of them, and you can make a music video.<br />
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<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="480" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/IOu0DuxFAT0?rel=0" width="853"></iframe>Gaffneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18293658542211510275noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19736311.post-22609728929714706562011-11-11T10:00:00.000-08:002011-11-11T10:00:01.429-08:00BADD: My Character Would Never Say ThatI'm pretty proud of<a href="http://www.belairdrama.com/videos/player.php?id=120" target="_blank"> this one</a> - I have wanted to write this character since my days working with Howard Stein (he wasn't fond of actors whose characters "would never say that.")<br />
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A look at a few of the spiritual themes in Doctor Who,
episode “The Doctor Dances” by Steven Moffat</div>
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For an earlier discussion of these episodes and a synopsis,
go here.</div>
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There is a very moving, deeply moving moment in “The Doctor
Dances.” </div>
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Thing is, I completely missed it first go around, because I didn’t
have a clue yet as to how ridiculously momentous that moment was.</div>
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After watching the following few years with David Tennant,
and I got to understand what was happening.</div>
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The moment is after the nanogenes start to learn, and the Doctor
makes a plea to the universe:</div>
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THE DOCTOR<b><br />
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He is indeed given “this one,” and the nanogenes do their
work. And not only is the boy healed, but everyone is healed.</div>
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THE DOCTOR<b><br />
</b>Everybody lives, Rose. Just this once. Everybody lives!</div>
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There’s the moment, the deep deep moment: the joy of the
Doctor is unbounded, he has reason to dance – everybody lives!</div>
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That is so momentous because it is so rare. </div>
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Yes, the Doctor saves the day, time after time. But it
almost always comes at a heavy price. </div>
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In the end, the majority of humanity is all right; but along
the way, many are lost.</div>
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This is one source of the Doctor’s deep sadness – the weight
of those that weren’t saved in the process of saving those that are.</div>
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Doing right has a cost; conquering evil has a cost.</div>
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<a href="http://www.lettersofnote.com/" target="_blank">Letters of Note</a> has a letter on its site written by an
American OSS officer to his son. One of the many remarkable things is that the
letter is written on Adolf Hitler’s stationary. (You can see the <a href="http://www.lettersofnote.com/2011/11/price-for-ridding-society-of-bad-is.html" target="_blank">letter here</a>.)</div>
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After the fall of Hitler, the author got his hands on some stationary, and sent this letter:
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Dear Dennis, <br />
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The man who might have written on this card once controlled Europe
— three short years ago when you were born. Today he is dead, his memory
despised, his country in ruins. He had a thirst for power, a low opinion of man
as an individual, and a fear of intellectual honesty. He was a force for evil
in the world. His passing, his defeat — a boon to mankind. But thousands died
that it might be so. The price for ridding society of bad is always high. <br />
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Love, Daddy</div>
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The Doctor has a right to dance – he has been given a great
gift. For once, just once! everybody lives!</div>
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For the wages of sin is death, but the gift of God is
eternal life.</div>
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Just my thoughts, </div>
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Sean</div>
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Next up: Boomtown</div>Gaffneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18293658542211510275noreply@blogger.com0