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win a dinner

Obviously, I would also invite her peacocks and
peahens along, just for atmosphere.

Okay, that title is malarkey. I have no ability to secure dinner, candlelit or otherwise, with Mr. Masty. I am, nonetheless, intrigued by his Monday post and the question posed of whom I would invite to dinner given the chance to invite anyone in history. I thus submit my list to the general audience, with the caveat that I have a soft spot for nonsense, slicing wit and apologetics.

The first person I would write out an invitation to is Flannery O’Connor. She’s been known to say things like, “I don’t deserve any credit for turning the other cheek as my tongue is always in it.” and “Many people, I have found, are congenitally unable to appreciate the sight of a peacock. Once or twice I have been asked what the peacock is ‘good for’—a question which gets no answer from me because it deserves none.”

In that same vein, St. Philip Neri would also receive an invitation. His sense of humor and understanding that the most serious things can be portrayed lightly is just my cup of tea. I hope he tells the story about the pious young man and the hair shirt or brings his joke book!

St. Thomas More should check the post for his invitation, as should Evelyn Waugh (my favorite cynic— I mean author) and St. Thomas Aquinas, who will speak little and be listened to the most.

Oh, and Masty, for crying out loud. I am keenly interested in his opinion on what I’ll be serving: chocolate pudding.

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8 replies to this post
  1. I am reminded of the meeting between Kirk and O'Connor. I don't know that she would be as lively in person as she was on paper. I could be wrong, though. She had friends in college but was always reserved.

  2. Miss Robison! Gosh! Flattery will get you everywhere, and Flannery even more so. Chocolate pudding sounds divine, but I may need to arrive on the "navy of Tharshish, bringing…ivory, and apes, and peacocks," (1 Kings 10:22), the latter for Miss O'Connor. I may have problems importing the ivory, but surely apes will be welcomed by communities lacking candidates in an election year. These details can be sorted out later, and many thanks indeed.

  3. Just to warn you, Julie, the last time I was at a dinner with Stephen J. he had his pad with him and drew several cartoons of his and surrounding tables. Fortunately for me I was the speaker at said dinner and he couldn't see far enough to show the world what I looked like.

  4. I am particularly taken by your choice of Flannery O'Connor as #1. I’ve read all of her stories, but not got around to either of her novels yet. When I read her stories, I find so many of her characters in myself. “Come and see a woman who told me everything I ever did!”

    I guess having O’Connor as one’s guest would have been about the nearest 20th century America could offer as an approximation to inviting Jesus for dinner – quite uncomfortable if one has “Simon the Pharisee” tendencies. And this is a born and bred Ulster Prod writing, to boot.

  5. Best piece of work yet. Better even than some of your Frontier creations to which that debacle had a more than passing similarity. Scribble, scribble, scribble, Mr Masty, what? Good to hear you are still cranking it out. regards rhw

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