7 Quick Takes: Picking Up the Gauntlet

In the last 7 Quick Takes host post*, Jen expressed wonderment that so many other Quick Takes writers felt obligated to have some kind of theme tying together their points, whereas she usually defaulted to a random array. Well, today I have no theme unless it is the meta-theme of being random.

1. Assumption of validity in marriage between two baptized persons, specifically if they are both Catholics getting married in the Church after the full battery of marriage prep.

It seems to me like validity ought to be assumed because if anyone in charge knew something which is grounds for a marriage not being valid, they should have done something about it, investigated its veracity at least, and if it’s true, prevented the marriage ceremony from happening in the first place. Otherwise it’s simulating a sacrament, which is seriously bad news. However, if everyone who observed with authority thought it was valid, and the couple thought it was valid, why then should validity not be assumed? It’s like people are afraid of telling couples that maybe they shouldn’t be getting married until they fix something or other. When we were going through marriage prep, I even asked – because I was curious – whether a priest who knew that there existed something which would render a marriage invalid would refuse to witness the ceremony. After some hemming, hawing, and jargon, the answer was no. Well that seems pretty irresponsible and devil-may-care to me. No wonder the US has such a horrible number of marriages being declared null.

2. Watermelon cake batter, and the strangeness that Jello can produce.

I had a box of watermelon Jello hanging out in the pantry for… a long time. I wound up making the Taste of Home watermelon Jello cake (with milk instead of water, strawberry yogurt in place of canola oil, and homemade cream cheese frosting). I put off prepping the cake pans until I had already mixed the batter, though, so as the Jello sat, it did some interesting things to the texture. It started acting almost like really warm silly putty – pulling flat instead of separating like when you scoop a spoonful of normal batter, and stringing. It was like a very soft candy. Tripped me out a little bit. Fortunately it baked into a normal looking cake.

Sadly, no one wants to help me eat it, so it’s in the freezer (no room in the fridge) until I find where I put my darn self-control.

3. Parental overshare, particularly on social media.

I absolutely do not understand how parents these days reveal the most private, intimate, disgusting, who-wants-to-know-that information about their children to the world at large. I do not want to see your child’s circumcision marks or evidence of remaining intact. I do not want a blow by blow description of how much vomiting the flu can produce. I do not want to see photographs of your child’s diaper blowout. I do not want to hear about what shapes your child can produce in the potty. How is this acceptable conversation? Would any of these parents share the same information about themselves, their spouse, or their best friend? Why are children considered fair game, as though they are animals who will never be the wiser? And why on earth should anyone else be expected to find this fascinating?

4. Those dreadful car commercials.

I don’t remember what car they were for, but they’re the two where in one the guy asks the girl to marry him, and in the other the girl asks the guy if they can have a baby. In both, the ask-ees are taken aback and list off all these huge life goals they want to accomplish before getting married or having a baby. I don’t mean things which reasonable people can see as prudent, like “becoming employed” or “buying a house”, but things like “taking a road trip with my friends” or “building a fighting robot”. It contains in less than one minute a summation of one of the biggest problems in the 20-35 (or so) age demographic these days. People think that their lives with be over once they get married and have a kid. Nothing will be left but stodgy, lousy, boring, unremittingly difficult ennui. There will be no time or energy, or eventually inclination, to do anything fun or exciting. Certainly it will be impossible to do anything fun or exciting with one’s spouse or children. What a load of selfish crock.

5. Musical tastes of the next generation.

Baby squirms UP my uterus AWAY from the laptop quietly playing Air Supply. Seriously? You don’t like Air Supply?? You are no child of ours. How did you get here?

6.A lot of useless arguing is produced when people don’t define their terms up front.

The all-importance of defining one’s terms is especially brought to light in modesty debates, because most people never give a concrete definition to modesty. Also, I think that the guideline of modesty which is usually proffered – “that which does not attract attention to myself” is one of the the most ridiculous, impractical, self-righteous pseudo-definitions I have ever heard.

7.  We are well on our way towards killing another plant.

Someday we will have a house with a real garden and shade over it so the plants will not be sun-deprived, burn to death, or be over- or under-watered. Also, then those annoying tiny bugs will be outside instead of in here.


(7 Quick Takes is hosted by Jen Fulwiler of Conversion Diary.)



*Teehee! It rhymes.


About kittenchan

I'm a Roman Catholic, conservative creative writing major with a penchant for cooking, crafting, and geek subcultures. View all posts by kittenchan

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