Honor Thy Father
I might have completely forgotten about Father's Day this week-end if not for the reminder of a friend just now. That's ironic in light of yesterday’s blogpost about the prodigal son. A timely blogpost, as it turns out.
Just as cooks pray for a good crop of young animals and fishermen for a good haul of fish, in the same way busybodies pray for a good crop of calamities or a good haul of difficulties that they, like cooks and fishermen, may always have something to fish out and butcher. (Plutarch, "On Being a Busybody")