Today is the Feast of St. Clare. St. Clare of Assisi (or Clair or Claire – spelling wasn’t a major issue back then – living past 29 years old was considered miraculous,) didn’t want to marry the rich young man her parents picked out for her and ran away from home to become the biggest Francis of Assisi groupie in the world. St Clare was too ill to attend Mass, she had reportedly been able to see and hear it on the wall of her room (she had phenomenal reception for the Middle Ages.) This led to her becoming the patron saint of television.
But I’m not sure if you pray to her for quality TV or to deliver you from all the bad TV out there. I’ve given up hope that if we will all pray that we will never see the ex-president ever on TV again. Like death and taxes, I fear he is here with us forever.
Always about this time of year, management has reminded me that this is not a blog about the lives of the saints, so I’ll remember the lives of the saints quietly to myself for awhile. In that vein, I will remind everyone that today is the anniversary of the birth of Robert Green Ingersoll, known as the greatest orator of the 19th century.
He was nicknamed “The Great Agnostic“.
The Haus of Dcaligari 