
Remainder


Everyone has returned home; K returns to work tomorrow -- the 2024 holiday season is over. The timeless magical period of Wigilia and Christmas and all the time preparing for it disappears, and the worries that for a few days we put out of our minds come crowding back in.
I woke up this morning thinking of school. The students are great -- the best group I've had in years. The amount of micro-managing and mindless paperwork has increase so much over the last two years that it has me dreading a return. I'm left in a stressful quandary:
It's a difficult decision that I'll have to make very soon, and it entails a conversation with my school's administration that I don't really anticipate gleefully.

L is still recovering from surgery. It will take a couple of weeks. It's still stressful to us all, though. It's "Worry 2" instead of "Worry 1" because we know it's temporary. She'll recover; she'll be able to breath better; her sinuses won't be giving her constant headaches. So it's a short-term worry -- hence, "Worry 2." But it's our daughter we're worried about: even when it's a seemingly unfounded worry, we can't just shake it off.
We have a leak in our roof. It might be under warranty from the company that replaced our roof a few years ago; it might not be. We won't know until the company comes out and looks at it. But we've been on the list for over a week now. It took them forever to start the work in the first place. I'm not confident we'll see anyone here for a long time.
And it's supposed to start raining tomorrow afternoon and rain through the weekend.
I've got it tarped, but not sufficiently for a heavy rain. The location of the leak and the shape of our roof make it difficult to tarp. And we have no idea how long this will last.
Do we just call another company and take the hit?
Do we call insurance (they suggested calling the company that replaced it in the first place -- a company the insurance adjuster had recommended, for the wrote our current roof)?

We have elected as president a narcissist who's a convicted felon who tried to retain power by overthrowing the democratic process, a man who is, in every possible sense of the idea, completely unfit for the office. And some very worrying people will likely have an influence on him. People like Curtis Yarvin:
Yarvin, who considers liberal democracy as a decadent enemy to be dismantled, is intellectually influential on vice president-elect JD Vance and close to several proposed Trump appointees. The aftermath of Trumpโs election victory has seen actions and rhetoric from Trump and his lieutenants that closely resemble Yarvinโs public proposals for taking autocratic power in America. (The Guardian)
When Trump takes office in a few weeks, it could conceivably lead to the end of America as we know it. Sure, the Republicans said the same things about Biden, but those fears were based on baseless conspiracy theories and good-old-fashioned hate-mongering. The people surrounding Trump aren't being conspiratorial about anything: they're saying it all aloud. They're not holding their cards close: they've laid them all out with the Project 2025 manifesto and rhetoric people like Yarvin are saying.
Given the post-election period and Trumpโs preparation for a return to the White House, Yarvinโs program seems less fanciful then it did in 2021, when he laid it out for Anton.
In the recording of that podcast, Yarvin offers a condensed presentation of his program which he has laid out on Substack and in other venues.
Midway through their conversation, Anton says to Yarvin, โYouโre essentially advocating for someone to โ age-old move โ gain power lawfully through an election, and then exercise it unlawfullyโ, adding: โWhat do you think the actual chances of that happening are?โ
Yarvin responded: โIt wouldnโt be unlawful,โ adding: โYouโd simply declare a state of emergency in your inaugural address.โ
Yarvin continued: โYouโd actually have a mandate to do this. Where would that mandate come from? It would come from basically running on it, saying, โHey, this is what weโre going to do.โโ
Throughout the 2024 campaign, Trump promised to carry out a wide array of anti-democratic or authoritarian moves, and effectively ran on these promises. Trump has suggested he might declare a state of emergency in response to Americaโs immigration crisis.
Trump also promised to pursue retribution on individually named antagonists like representative Nancy Pelosi and senator-elect Adam Schiff, and spoke more broadly about dispatching the US military to deal with โthe enemy withinโ.
Later in the recording, Yarvin said that after a hypothetical authoritarian president was inaugurated in January, โyou canโt continue to have a Harvard or a New York Times past since perhaps the start of Aprilโ. Later expanding on the idea with โthe idea that youโre going to be a Caesar and take power and operate with someone elseโs Department of Reality in operation is just manifestly absurd.โ
โMachiavelli could tell you right away that thatโs a stupid idea,โ Yarvin added. (The Guardian)
This is, of course, a worry that leaves me thinking, "This is all out of my hands -- I can do nothing about it," and yet. And yet...
So when the holidays are over, it's not just a return to "normal" life. It's that with a few additional stressors (not even all mentioned here) thrown in. We'll get through it all, but it doesn't diminish the stress levels.










Going into Wigilia sick is no fun. K was ill during the 2011 Wigilia, and I had to make the barszcz as a result. It was probably not as good as K's.

Still worse than heading into Wigilia sick is going into it after an operation. The Girl's last Wigilia here as a full-time resident of our house and it was a struggle for her -- the whole day.

She stayed in her room for most of the day. "I'm saving my energy for tonight," she explained.

Evening came and she put some nice clothes on, came down stairs, and had dinner with us. After soup, she took a break in the living room, but she came back for the fish.

When it came time for the gifts, she lay on the couch and smiled as E passed out all the gifts she'd bought for everyone.

That was a bit of a role change: she's always been so thrilled to get the gifts (what kid isn't?), but tonight, she was more enjoying watching everyone else open her gifts.

The Girl is growing up. In fact, how long can we continue calling her "the Girl"? Isn't she legally an adult now? A woman?

But some things never change. Wigilia never changes. The same food every year. Perhaps a different fish -- trout this year. Or did we have trout last year as well?

And the same faces around the table, with one exception -- a new guest this year.

So if some things don't always change, if some things just stay the same seemingly forever, I guess the Girl can remain the Girl in our eyes indefinitely.

And what of the Boy this year? He retained his role as the gift distributor, but his voice is a little deeper now when he hands someone a gift.

But some things with the Boy don't change: he's still the most grateful gift-receiver.

Everyone, happy with their gifts, discussed whether to go to Mass tonight or tomorrow. They all decided on tomorrow, so we watched National Lampoon's Christmas Vacation. The girls' pick. I hadn't seen it since I watched it in the theater, I don't think.

I checked the release date of the film: 1989. I was two years younger than the Girl is now. And like that, those thirty-five years disappeared.

The movie ended, and like that, yet another Wigilia was over. Everyone slowly went their own ways.

Another Wigilia.

Another little bit of perfection.

Getting ready for Wigilia is a multi-day affair. We actually began a couple of weeks ago by preparing an absolute truckload of pierogi and uszki for the dinner as well as the zakwas for the barszcz This morning K put the dried mushrooms to soak just before she began the vegetable stock for the barszcz (carrots, parsnips, celery, a couple of turnips, some prunes and an apple) and the beets themselves were roasting in the oven. As I was grating the roasted beets, she was preparing the crust for the cygan.As I cleaned up the mess weโd made, K was chopping the massive amount of dried fruit (mainly prunes, dried apricots, and raisins) cygan requires. As K was melting the butter, chocolate, and sugar to mix in with the dried fruit, I looked for recipes for spanakopita. A bit of a mixed morning.

In the afternoon? Iโm sure K finished the cygan, and she was going to make a rolada, one of the Girlโs favorite desserts, for L. That was the plan. Iโve no pictures of that process, though, because I was with the Girl in the hospital. We arrived at twelve as instructed. At 3:30, the surgeon still hadnโt met with us.

โThings are running behind,โ the nurse said. โThat happens.โ
True enough. Medicine, though, is the only industry for which we have this kind of patience. Everywhere else, we would have long ago gotten up and left. โWeโll take our business elsewhere.โ Not such an option for surgery.

Finally, a little before four, they wheel the Girl back for her minor procedure: a deviated septum which has contributed to never ending sinus problems for our poor girl. The day before Wigilia is hardly the best time for surgery, but we have to fit it in wherever we can between volleyball, winter/indoor track, work, school, and everything else that crowds the Girlโs calendar. After waiting over three hours in preop, the Girl gets wheeled to the OR, and I head to the waiting room for more waiting.

It seems somehow appropriate that the last Wigilia that L is living at home is so wonky. It gets us thinking about how itโs so different from every other Wigilia and so similar at the same time. We spent the day not preparing as a family, and we go into Wigilia not even knowing how L will feel a day after surgery -- will she even want to sit at the table? (Not really a serious worry.) And yet Wigilia will be the same as it always is, as is my post about it: the timelessness of tradition in the midst of an ever-changing world for our family. Next Wigilia, L will be coming home from college, probably with a big list of foods she wants K to prepare and a big bag of laundry. Itโs always been this way: all the same, never the same.





Exactly one year earlier, it was a smoking day as well.
Virginia Intermont College has long been something of a central element of Bristol. Sitting high on a hill, the 19th-century buildings were a focal point of the city.
Early this morning, it burned down. Completely.
The historic James Tecumseh Preston house burned down two days ago.


There is one main theory about who's responsible...
One of the most interesting elements of the first Left Behind book is its necessity to create some kind of imagined explanation that the non-Christians would come up with to explain the disappearance of so many people. This is what the authors come up with:
The world has been stockpiling nuclear weapons for innumerable years. Since the United States dropped atomic bombs on Japan in 1945 and the Soviet Union first detonated its own devices September 23, 1949, the world has been at risk of nuclear holocaust. Dr. Rosenzweig and his team of renowned scholars is close to the discovery of an atmospheric phenomenon that may have caused the vanishing of so many people instantaneously.โ
โDr. Rosenzweig believes that some confluence of electromagnetism in the atmosphere, combined with as yet unknown or unexplained atomic ionization from the nuclear power and weaponry throughout the world, could have been ignited or triggered-perhaps by a natural cause like lightning, or even by an intelligent lifeform that discovered this possibility before we didโand caused this instant action throughout the world.โ
โSort of like someone striking a match in a room full of gasoline vapors?โ a journalist suggested.
This Dr. Rosenzweig character is, in fact, a botanist, and his theory becomes the prevailing explanation among non-believers. In the Left Behind authors' world, there are no skeptics saying, "Now, wait a minute. We stopped testing nuclear weapons decades ago. Even if your idea of 'some confluence of electromagnetism in the atmosphere, combined with as yet unknown or unexplained atomic ionization from the nuclear power and weaponry throughout the world' itself weren't completely bonkers, there simply wouldn't be any remnants decades later. The whole idea is ludicrous."
This lack of skeptical characters is hardly surprising. The Evangelical authors don't even understand current skepticism toward their faith. Any time any idea comes close to their religious beliefs, skepticism disappears.







Probably my favorite video with the Boy...