Bobby Fischer

“I object to being called a chess genius because I consider myself to be an all around genius who just happens to play chess, which is rather different.”

-- Bobby Fischer (1943-2008)

Well, Fischer is obviously a little full of himself. Of course, it is understandable that he would be, seeing how he proved himself to be the best in the world in a hotly contested game, a brainiac sort of game, but, still, outside of chess, he generally came off a bit retarded. He could have easily been called an idiot savant. At least he was spared that.

The storm system

The storm system is only picking up this afternoon. Thundering and raining hard. Pop has even opted to forget about getting his lottery tickets. Which is pretty sharp. The odds are certainly higher that he would get in an accident than he would join the ranks of the millionaires.

The Annunciation

I started going into the main text of Garry Wills’s “What Jesus Meant”, in which he discusses the Annunciation, that is, the announcement made to the virgin Mary by the angel Gabriel that she had been chosen by God to become the mother of Jesus, the Son of God. As I was reading this, I remembered Russell Shorto’s “Gospel Truth”, about how the gospel story of the virgin birth was most likely a device to persuade the Hellenistic gentiles of the divinity of Jesus, since that culture was used to myths in which a god is born of a virgin and would accept nothing less of a god. And I just lost the heart to go on with this line of book-blogging.

I think I will pick history back up and put it in this blogging slot. These moods come and go, and I am now feeling my realist side more strongly, at the expense of my other-worldly and dreamily romantic side.

Before leaving the subject, I will get down one thing that I liked as I was looking over the material: Mary’s song of praise.

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Mr. Saturday Night

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