WASHINGTON, DC – JANUARY 21: Bishop Mariann Edgar Budde (L) arrives as U.S. President Donald Trump looks on during the National Prayer Service at Washington National Cathedral on January 21, 2025 in Washington, DC. Tuesday marks Trump’s first full day of his second term in the White House. (Photo by Chip Somodevilla/Getty Images)
Rt. Rev. Marian Edgar Budde, Episcopal Bishop of Washington, presided over the National Prayer Breakfast, giving the sermon at the National Cathedral on Tuesday. Trump and many officials were in attendance.
In the sermon, she pled with Trump to show mercy and compassion toward scared individuals, including immigrants, those fleeing war and persecution, and gay, lesbian and transgender children. After the service, Trump and others attacked her, including some within her own church who believe that “politics” does not belong at the pulpit or in the pews.
This opposition may come from a category error. If this is purely and solely about “politics”—who you vote for and who you support for election—then the category applies. But it isn’t, and never has been. In many cases, and particularly in the current environment, the more fitting categories are ideology and philosophy.
Ideology and philosophy are the siblings of belief, if not identical twins. As for the religious traditions, belief is the central and essential element.
If the ideology and philosophy reflected in political support—the beliefs—are different, contrasting, contradictory to the beliefs of those religious traditions, how can it not be an issue for discussion by those traditions?
This is in no way to question the good faith and conscientiousness of those in the traditions who see politics as a categorical red line. It is just, at this moment and many moments past, the wrong category. The faithful may and sometimes do hold ideologies, philosophies and beliefs that are anathema to the core of traditions.
Which is exactly what Bishop Budde was saying, for which she now says she has nothing to apologize for. Others may say that she was not doing her job, touching on politics. She wasn’t touching on politics. She was affirming the very soul of her faith. That is her job.
“We can’t tailor the world to suit ourselves, or force it to fit into our vision of things. This doesn’t mean we shouldn’t aspire to make things better.” Traleg Kyabgon
The 59 slogans of lojong mind training are divided into Seven Points.
Point Three: Transforming Adversity into the Path of Awakening
We now come to the instructions on how to train our minds amid the unfavorable and unwanted circumstances of our lives. We have been born into an imperfect world, characterized by unpredictability and adversity, as finite human beings that have foibles, make mistakes, get confused, and think irrationally. There is much to contend with, and our ability to prevent or circumvent difficulty is quite limited. We aren’t omnipotent beings, and while we try to protect ourselves and maintain order in our lives, we simply don’t have the ability to safeguard ourselves from its disasters.
It is self-evident that the natural world doesn’t behave in a predictable way or do our bidding. We can see this in the recent examples of the Indian Ocean tsunami and the hurricane that decimated New Orleans. Natural disasters have occurred repeatedly in the past and are likely to continue to do so in the future. Millions of people have lost their lives, are losing their lives, and will lose their lives to disease: the typhoid, cholera, dysentery, and bubonic plagues of the past; the HIV epidemic of the present; and so on. Even at a personal level, many things go awry, and our efforts to complete projects are constantly thwarted and disrupted by sickness, mental distress, and all kinds of deception and mistreatment by others.
Adverse circumstances and situations are an integral part of conditioned existence. They tend to arise as sudden interruptions, so we shouldn’t be surprised that natural calamities and upheavals occur in both our private and our public lives. Buddhists do not believe in divine authorship or omnipotent governance of any kind; things just happen when the proper conditions and circumstances come together….
We can’t tailor the world to suit ourselves, or force it to fit into our vision of things. This doesn’t mean we shouldn’t aspire to make things better. The bodhisattva ideal specifically recommends trying to improve our world to the best of our ability, but that ideal is based on a realistic recognition that the world is imperfect and likely to remain that way. Things may sometimes work a little better, sometimes a little worse, but so long as there is ignorance, hatred, jealousy, pride, and selfishness, we will all be living in a world that is socially and politically imperfect….
If things are interdependent, as Buddhists say, we can never expect to protect ourselves against unexpected occurrences, because there is no real order to existence apart from the regularity of certain natural processes. The fact that anything and everything can and does happen would then come as no real surprise to us. The question then becomes not so much why these things happen, but what we can do about them once they do. We cannot control the environment in any strict sense, so we must try to change our attitude and see things in a different light. Only then will we be able to take full advantage of our situation, even if it happens to be a bad one. While it often seems there is nothing we can do in the face of insurmountable obstacles, the lojong teachings tell us this is not true. The imperfect world can be an opportunity for awakening rather than an obstacle to our goals.
Sometimes things just happen, and there may be nothing we can do to change that, but we can control our responses to events. We don’t have to despair in the face of disaster. We can either continue to respond in the way we’ve always done and get progressively worse, or we can turn things around and use our misfortune to aid our spiritual growth. For example, if we suffer from illness, we should not allow despondency to get the better of us if our recovery is slow. Despite seeing the best doctors and receiving the best medication, we should accept our situation with courage and fortitude and use it to train our minds to be more accommodating and understanding. No matter what situation we encounter, we can strengthen our minds by incorporating it into our spiritual journey….
We grow more quickly if we are open to working with difficulties rather than constantly running away from them. The lojong teachings say that when we harden ourselves to suffering, we only become more susceptible to it. The more harsh or cruel we are toward others, the more vulnerable we become to irritation or anger that is directed at us. Contrary to our instincts, it is by learning to become more open to others and our world that we grow stronger and more resilient. It is our own choice how we respond to others. We can capitulate to the entrenched habits and inner compulsions deeply ingrained in our basic consciousness, or we can recognize the limitations of our situation and apply a considered approach. Our conditioned samsaric minds will always compel us to focus on what we can’t control rather than questioning whether we should respond at all. However, once we recognize the mechanical way in which our ego always reacts, it becomes possible to reverse that process.
The great strength of the lojong teachings is the idea that we can train our minds to turn these unfavorable circumstances around and make them work to our advantage. The main criterion is that we never give up in the face of adversity, no matter what kind of world we are confronted with at the personal or political level. When we think there is nothing we can do, we realize there is something we can do, and we see that this “something” is actually quite tremendous.
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Just as every cop is a criminal And all the sinners saints As heads is tails, just call me Lucifer Cause I’m in need of some restraint
In 1968, French director Jean Luc Godard filmed the Rolling Stones recording the track Sympathy for the Devil for the album Beggars Banquet. The final film, Sympathy for the Devil (1 + 1) interspersed many scenes of political and social elements that made it into a Godard film, and not just a typical music documentary—for the time and for now.
(The film is available for rent or sale on many platforms, but not currently for free. Instead, included below are a few clips that give you the flavor of the work.)
Opinions have long differed about this as film art or music art. At the very least it is a slice of time, a time before the Rolling Stones became billionaires, a time when John Lennon—who is seen dancing—was not yet killed, a time when artists like Godard (maybe not so much the Stones) believed in the power of art to expose, incite and transform.
As for the song, which I played before breakfast this morning:
Please allow me to introduce myself I’m a man of wealth and taste I’ve been around for a long, long year Stole many a man’s soul and faith
I was ’round when Jesus Christ Had his moment of doubt and pain Made damn sure that Pilate Washed his hands and sealed his fate
Stuck around St. Petersburg When I saw it was a time for a change Killed the Tsar and his ministers Anastasia screamed in vain
I rode a tank Held a general’s rank When the blitzkrieg raged And the bodies stank
I watched with glee While your kings and queens Fought for ten decades For the gods they made
I shouted out “Who killed the Kennedys?” When after all It was you and me
Just as every cop is a criminal And all the sinners saints As heads is tails, just call me Lucifer Cause I’m in need of some restraint
So if you meet me, have some courtesy Have some sympathy, and some taste Use all your well-learned politeness Or I’ll lay your soul to waste
Pleased to meet you Hope you guess my name But what’s puzzling you Is the nature of my game
Life is change How it differs from the rocks Crown of Creation, Jefferson Airplane
This is not about the Jefferson Airplane song. Nor is about keter, the highest point that crowns the Tree of Life according to Kabbalah.
The sun rises here behind a hill to the east. The rising sun casts a diminishing shadow on the mountains to the west. In the early minutes of dawn, the mountain tops light up while the lower mountains remains in shade. For a little while. Today it looked to me like a golden crown.
Yesterday I tried to find just the right music for today, January 20. I focused in on the blues, not because I am “blue” or others should be, but because the blues is in popular music, or maybe in all music, the most viscerally real to the human experience, and great listening. Years in Mississippi showed me how real things can be, and how that may lead to suffering, but doesn’t kill the human spirit, instead raising it to sublime artistic heights.
Listening to the blues led me to specific blues, particularly electric guitar blues. At first I focused on generations of classic blues players, moved over to contemporary players, landed on Jimi Hendrix, who was a move away from Funkadelic, led by George Clinton. The third Funkadelic album was Maggot Brain (1971). The album is considered one of the greats, though exactly what genre it belongs to is debated.
The first track, the title track, is legendary. Ten minutes of guitarist Eddie Hazel playing, a solo originally recorded with a backup band. But when George Clinton heard the playback, he stripped most of the other instruments and just processed the guitar. In the view of some, it is the greatest electric guitar solo ever, which given the competition—including Hendrix—is remarkable. Some have called it “one of the greatest solos of all time on any instrument.”
Here are excerpts from a music journalist explaining the making and meaning of Maggot Brain:
Funkadelic plunges into the dank throes of an existential quandary, as Clinton intones, “Mother Earth is pregnant for the third time/For y’all have knocked her up/I have tasted the maggots in the mind of the universe/I was not offended/For I knew I had to rise above it all/Or drown in my own shit.” Clinton really knew how to rivet attention and prep you for the journey of a lifetime.
The mythos surrounding this 10-minute epic is extraordinary. Clinton claimed that he and Hazel were tripping hard, and then the bandleader told his guitarist to play like his mother had died. Realizing that Eddie had executed a world-historical solo, Clinton decided to excise most of the other players’ contributions from the track and then “Echoplexed everything back on itself four or five times,” as he noted in Brothas. “I could see the guitar notes stretch out like a silver web.” (An alternate take with all the instruments intact appears as a bonus track on a 2005 CD reissue of Maggot Brain, and in retrospect, you can’t argue with Clinton’s decision. The keyboards, bass, and drums are fine, but they impinge enough on Hazel’s wizardry to be distracting.)
This solo—with its solarized, distraught wails, smooth dive bombs, and shattered-crystal grace notes—occupies the loftiest perch in the guitar-hero pantheon. How can something so mournful fill you with so much life? It was perverse of Clinton to place such an elegiac show-stopper at the beginning, but in the early ’70s, perversity was the man’s lifeblood. Conventional wisdom in those days involved starting albums with the most instantly appealing song; instead, Clinton opened with amplified and warped chewing sounds and a lysergic monologue about planetary impregnation and cranial infestation. Out of such grotesque imagery, Clinton and Hazel alchemized heavenly beauty.
Those of us concerned about the next four years of American leadership, which starts today, can react and respond in many ways. We consider how to act, what to say and what to think.
Today I offer a simple idea. Not a solution, just a simple idea.
Starting today, and as long as it is valuable, keep a dedicated light lit. In your window, on your desk, wherever it can be seen by you and by others. That is far from all we might choose to do or say. But it is a bright start.
We just celebrated two holidays where light is an essential element, whether in a lamp or from a star. Also, many traditions include lights that stay lit constantly as reminders and messages.
I have long used battery-operated electric candles around the house, for various occasions. Now I see that the idea of an eternal light, on this occasion, for this purpose, can be useful.
Starting today, I am keeping one of those candles on my desk, lit at all times, and when night falls, one in my office window. What is that saying for me, what might that say for you? What if someone asks: Why is there a candle in your window, what does it mean? We might benefit from thinking about that.
If I say be happy today, January 20, 2025, you may wonder what to be happy about. Light a light, keep it lit, and you may discover.
Congress has long mandated that after the death of U.S. presidents, official flags at the Capitol fly at half-staff for thirty days.
Jimmy Carter died on December 29 at the age of 100. So during the Inauguration on January 20, flags would be flown at half-staff. But Trump objected crudely, saying that Democrats were “giddy” at the possibility. Speaker of the House Mike Johnson thus ordered that during the Inauguration the flags would be fully flown.
Trump was Time magazine’s Person of the Year for 2024. But for their magazine cover on Inauguration week, we appreciate that it is this particular former president who is featured. We don’t know how Trump feels about this, though we might yet hear.
If America needs role models for moral leadership and exemplary living, we have had few presidents, maybe none, who fit the role better than Jimmy Carter.
The great American film-maker died this week, leaving behind a body of work unmatched in its seductive strangeness and transcendent mystery. We put it in order.
While these kinds of rankings can be controversial, there is little doubt—for me at least—that Twin Peaks is at the top. Hoad wrote:
1. Twin Peaks S1 & 2 (1990-91)
A damn fine cup of coffee. A girl wrapped in plastic. A log-carrying oracle. Grief expressed through novelty song. Thumbs up from Dale Cooper. Canada as the source of all corruption. Backwards talk from dwarves and dames. Traffic lights in the night. The leering demon behind the sofa. Like a fish in a percolator, the original Twin Peaks was where the Lynchian sensibility filtered irreversibly into the zeitgeist.
Audiences had never seen anything like it: an ostensible homage to the comforts of daytime soap opera, none of it facile or ironic, but cut with Lynch’s habitual 1950s pop-culture references, dadaist skits and appalling sexual brutality. Not only did it expand the parameters of television but it amounted to the fullest and most seductive statement of the director’s worldview; his great American cosmology, in which the forces of good and evil warred for the souls of small-town prom queens and FBI agents alike.
Yes, the second season dips badly after Laura Palmer’s killer is revealed, and Lynch was occupied with Wild at Heart and other things. But his collaborators’ flailing attempts to replicate Lynchian weirdness in his absence only served to highlight his inimitable talent for finding the offbeat route to overwhelming emotion. Every time the series called for revelatory violence or charged metaphysics (“It is happening again!”), he returned to the director’s chair and unfailingly delivered. Thanks for warning us about the Black Lodge, Mr Lynch – and see you in the White one.
By 1990, some of us had already watched thousands of hours of TV, and had already seen the dazzling strangeness of Lynch films like Blue Velvet. We had also seen some interesting and inspiring experiments in television programs. But as Hoad wrote, and is worth repeating, “Audiences had never seen anything like it.”
(On a personal note, in the midst of Season 1, I organized a viewing party for friends and printed up a little Twin Peaks booklet to follow along.)
Before Lynch’s death, I was already in the process of rewatching Twin Peaks. The moment Episode 1 began, when I heard the unforgettable theme music, and watched the opening credits, I was reminded of a central message that the experience of Twin Peaks, and other Lynch creations, reflects: Things are strange, everything is strange, and that is wonderful.
The original Twin Peaks series is streaming on Paramount+ and available on other services.