I’ve really enjoyed Oreshura – while it’s characters and situations are retreads of retreads, there’s something fun and refreshing about the show, even when it repeats itself, like it did in episode six. Eita, for a second straight week, puts his pride in the backseat and endures physical pain and embarrassment to defend a “young maiden.” Whenever I watch embarrassing scenes like that, even enjoyable ones, I look away from the screen – it hurts me to see someone else get their pride hurt.
But Eita seems to think nothing of losing his pride in confrontations. I’m the type to be easily embarrassed, so for me it’s a little harder. Truth be told, I’m just incredibly prideful, so putting aside my pride is hard in general, even if it’s not a public situation. It’s even difficult for me to admit that I’m wrong to my wife (Note: In fact, I just had this issue as I was writing this post). And I sometimes find it difficult to admit to my children that I’ve wronged them as well.
God speaks to me.
Not in the crazy, serial killer kind of way (though indeed, you might think I’m crazy to say I hear God at all). But through prayer, through other people, and in a variety of other ways, including via Sunday sermons. There are occasional Sundays where I can’t stop taking notes while listening to my pastor, and these notes often get molded into blog posts.
This past weekend, I was on a roll. I jotted down notes for four posts that I was sure would be interesting, moving, and creative. I wrote one of the posts up Sunday night, and saved the rest for another time when I could set aside an hour or so to write away.
But last night, when I looked for my Sunday bulletin, I couldn’t find it. I suddenly felt dread in the bit of my stomach. I just knew it…my wife had thrown the bulletin away.
When I asked her about it, she said that yes, she’d thrown it away a day or two prior. I was aggravated…and that aggravation turned to anger. We had a little spat, and I demonstrated my point by marching away from the bedroom and to the couch, where I planned to sleep for the night.
That would show her!
Each girl is born to meet her own destined one.
What a magical, romantic, arrogant idea.
On this third and final day of my mini-series on dating, I want to explore the idea of waiting for your prince (or princess) to come.
Spirituality in the Anime Blogosphere: Tattoos of Psalms and Spike Spiegel, Pride of Fate/zero Mages, and a Holy Light on Gon
I discovered a new blog this week, and strangely not through the Aniblog Tourney. Lady Geek Girl and Friends examines geek culture, but adds to that with discussion of religion, feminism, and other ideas. In one post, for instance, Lady Saika dishes about the portrayal of Christianity in anime, realistic and otherwise. [Lady Geek Girl and Friends]
A documentary was just premiered which examines the depths of tattoo culture. Interestingly enough, one of the doc’s featured individuals is a young woman who has tattoos inspired by both Cowboy Bebop and her Christian faith, including one of Spike Spiegel. [South Florida Sun-Sentinal]
In his post on episode 18 of Fate/zero, Draggle discusses Kiritsugu’s father and the sin of pride. [Draggle's Anime Blog]
Bitmap discusses the “mysterious bhavacakra” featured in the OP for Mysterious Girlfriend X. [The Untold Story of Altair and Vega]
Shimaru starts his analysis on episode 30 of Hunter x Hunter by saying how much Gon resembles Jesus in a scene from that episode. [UNMEI KAIHEN]
As part of the Spirituality in the Anime Blogosphere series of posts, each week, Beneath the Tangles links to writings about anime and manga that involve religion and spirituality. If you’ve written such a piece or know of one, please email TWWK if you’d like it included.
Man, I love tournaments. I fondly remember the Street Fighter 2 tournaments I played in as a kid against the other Korean kids at church (and subsequently lost in the first round – Dhaslim, why must you always let me down!) and in college, playing in Madden tournaments (and getting blown out). And every year, I fill out brackets for the NCAA basketball tournament and…do really badly.
Hmm…is there a pattern developing here?
Despite my poor track record, my thoughts when it came to the Aniblog Tourney were quite…optimistic:
- Maybe we’ll get a high seed!
- We should make it through the first round easily (note: this was before the brackets were released)
- Maybe we can be this tourney’s Listless Ink and go deep into the tourney
- We’ll be getting a bunch of new subscribers!
And this is from someone who just wrote about being humble. -_-’
The essential vice, the utmost evil, is Pride. Unchastity, anger, greed, drunkenness, and all that, are mere fleabites in comparison: it was through Pride that the devil became the devil: Pride leads to every other vice: it is the complete anti-God state of mind….
-C.S. Lewis, Mere Christianity (via Notes From a Common-place Book)
One vice that I continually struggle with is pride. It has nothing to do with my amazing charisma, movie star good looks, or talent as a wordsmith (although all of those apply to me…just kidding). My pride has to do with the whole “I deserve better than that!” attitude. That attitude was on full display the last couple of weeks.
Around Christmastime, I was fed up with not getting replies to emails I had sent to various people, including anime distributors. Some companies, like FUNimation, have been very responsive to me; it doesn’t matter whether an organization replies yes or no – I simply appreciate an answer to an email or phone call. Another that has replied fairly well is Bandai Entertainment– and though I had no bone to pick with them, their demise made me think about how I can become frustrated with similar companies without knowing what’s happening on their end. For instance, if Bandai had not responded to my emails, well, there’s certainly reason – they have fewer employees than I imagined and are now going through an immensely difficult time. Knowing this now, I’m very grateful for past replies from the company.