I didn’t get my pants on until it was too late to pick up my running shoes. That’s kind of how things went yesterday. Which is fine because I can’t remember the last time there was a day when it was fine for things to go that way. Most days come with schedules these days. I am beginning to suspect that some of those days have schedules because so many of the other days have schedules and I’m not sure I want to know what a day is like without a schedule.
Spending several hours on a project that will never see the light of day is a good way to blow a hole right through a schedule if you had one in the first place. The project will never see the light of day because a) it’s not that great and b) it unwittingly casts a friend on the role of Mary Magdalene vis a vis use of video footage from her wedding. I’m pretty sure that such use is unwelcome. Inescapable, but unwelcome.
To be honest, I think she makes a good Magdalene. Caring, as she is for the human being that everybody else is in a rush to deify. She knows, as mother Mary knows, that to believe in this deification is just a hard way to go. It does, per force, mean that a person is no longer treated as a person, that he is somehow objectified and therefore freed from the requirement to be treated with human dignity. Strange way to treat a god, don’t you think?
reminds me of Borges’ idea that judas made the greater sacrifice. after all, he’s the asshole in hell forever.
Yes, especially if we are looking at both Judas and Mary Magdalene as people rather than mythical characters (although they play interesting roles as a part of a myth too.) The only difference is that Judas had to do what he did for Jesus to be who he was. Had Mary been successful in sheltering him, Jesus would not have had to suffer. Maybe her contribution is in helping Jesus understand the full extent of the things he was giving up. (It’s no great sacrifice to give up something you’ve never experienced, right?)