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The Menno Melange

 

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If you're at this page, you're viewing the old blog. The new blog is here A Mennonite blog with two writers, based out of southern Ontario

Will Loewen is a small town youth pastor whose posts range from theology to hockey, rants to sermons.

Ana Fretz is a city-born, small town wannabe, who posts on theology and sociology, and enjoys asking the big questions.

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The Found Sheep
Leaving Münster
Organic Church Blog
Radical Congruency
Reinhold's Journey
Resonate.ca Soapbox
Willzhead

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Monday, May 31, 2004  

Local Culture Report #1
This past weekend was a significant one in the region, because of one particular event. One that both confuses and astounds outsiders, but at same time is a wonderful introduction into local Mennonite culture.

On Saturday, I was up at 3am to get to my 3:30am donut rolling shift. So I pulled into the New Hamburg fairgrounds at 3:40am driving by over 30 RV's camped there for the night. I rolled dough and cut donuts for 2 hours, then sat in my car for an hour reading a book. Around 6:00, I went in to see how the next shift of donut rollers were doing, and then I went to investigate the quilts that were about to auctioned off. I read a little more, and at 7, I went to visit some friends (including a slew of teenagers who had all gotten up before 6am on a Saturday) who were preparing strawberry pies.

The last Saturday in May is the Ontario Mennonite Central Committee (MCC) relief sale. Where from 7-1 you are sure to find people standing in line to buy apple fritters, donuts, and an assortment of meats on a bun. All the workers are volunteers, and all funds raised go to MCC's international development and relief work. Quilts are sold at auction, including the one I helped make, with many of the 200 quilts, also all made by volunteers, selling for over $1,000. Crafts and plants are also sold, as well as various information sources of MCC's work in various countries of the world.

It's a collection of local Mennonites who come for the food and opportunity to meet friends, and hippies who like the idea of what's going on. New Hamburg residents probably don't like it, because traffic is terrible and people park all over the place, legally and otherwise. For that morning/afternoon, the town's population triples. With my various Mennonite connections, (ie. Conrad Grebel College, Rockway Mennonite Collegiate, Breslau Mennonite Church, Tavistock Mennonite Church, and my whole Aylmer community), I can't walk five minutes without greeting somebody. I brought my sister there (I went to pick her up around 9:30), and she commented that she was suspicious that I only brought her there to show her how popular I was.

It's not all glory though. After partaking in various food tents, (I ate 3 donuts, 1 apple fritter, 1 pork on a bun, 2 pupusas, 1 slice of strawberry pie, 2 fleish peroshki (meat buns), and 1 piece of watermelon with 1 piece of roll-kuchen (like a bigger, softer, unsalted cracker) and I washed it all down with 2.5 litres of apple cider), I got home and did not feel well at all. I won't go into the gory details of how it hit me, but it wasn't nice.

It's a fun day, and to understand it, you kind have to live it. If you can understand it, you can probably understand the extended Mennonite culture, and vice versa.

   [ posted by William @ 11:12 AM ]


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Thursday, May 27, 2004  

Screw the Vote!
That was the title of a recent CBC TV special on why young people don't vote. Even if young people did watch CBC other than the Simpsons and NHL playoffs, it was a weak attempt at reaching out to them. What I saw of it, they were talking to "young" people (thirtysomething loners in a bar that used to not vote but do now), and the conversation went from what's wrong with the political process, to why your vote really does count.

In my present position as a youth pastor, I make myself more and more aware of youth trends. All over the place, young people (and adults) are becoming disenchanted with the church and with religious institutions. People often group religion and politics, as topics that they don't want to talk about, etc. Whenever there is a youth trend, it is merely a sign of a deeper societal trend. People feel that religion is becoming obsolete and is a product of archaic society, and that sense has carried over into politics.

When I was in high school, I liked following politics, and saw it as an extension of my intellectualism, and then I met Jean Charest. Together with two friends, (Mark who vainly gets upset if I mention his presence without mention his name, and Ken, who humbly ignored the possibility of getting into the newspaper when he saw me talking to a reporter) I went to a PC party rally in London, and what I saw embarrassed me. It was not a product of intellectual process, but it was an institution, and as such, was a product of people towing the line. Charest would say something bad the Liberals had done, and then the crowd would yell out, "Shame!" Every joke he told, they would laugh, every mantra he chanted, they would cheer. This was after all, their chosen one, and thus could do no wrong.

Jean Charest is now the premier of Quebec, the liberal premier. I would be tempted to yell out "Shame!" except that it was a good move for all of Canada. Former PC MPs have now switched over to the federal liberals. It's all a ploy. People do and say what they need to do to get elected, to maintain their institution.

Those controlling the political process need to realize what the church is now learning, slowly learning, and that is you can't convince people that an institution is good, without actually fixing what they accurately see is bad.

   [ posted by William @ 1:24 PM ]


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Monday, May 24, 2004  

Thanks Vic!
Today, being Victoria Day in Canada, and me driving through Kitchener, Ontario's Victoria park, I thought I would reflect a bit on the person and the holiday. Here's to you Queen Victoria ...
Thanks, thanks for freeing Canada to invite immigrants from other countries to fill our vast lands. My ancestors were among those immigrants in 1874.
Thanks for being a woman. Those Mennonites though dealing with you would be as close as they could get to dealing with Katherine the Great, who had been so good to them when they moved to Russia.
Thanks for giving us a holiday for us to enjoy time away from work, and time together with friends.
Sorry that we no longer call it Victoria Day weekend, and that we've replaced it for slang for a case of beer.

When I die, if anyone wants to dishonour me, just use my name, my birth, my death etc. and attach it to a reason for people to get drunk. If I have any enemies, they'll know to do that. Well, if I do have any enemies, please tell me, but I guess they wouldn't really be reading this blog.

   [ posted by William @ 10:43 PM ]


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Following the Trend
Apparently, the cool thing to do is to upgrade your blog since Blogger has given us so many fancy do-dads to do it with, so I'll be doing that. I apologize for the inconvenience, but at least it's in English.

   [ posted by William @ 9:33 PM ]


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Friday, May 21, 2004  

Every Season Needs It's Sideshow
As an avid hockey fan, I must say that I am quite enjoying this season's playoffs. Even though my team lost in the first round, and team management panicked and fired one of the best coaches in the league. As much as I see myself as a moderately successful playoff prognosticator, I did not foresee this outcome.

Last season, there was also a Cinderella story with the Anaheim Mighty Ducks advancing all the way to the Stanley Cup finals. Another event was perspiring that made the whole thing more interesting. A California woman, herself a Mighty Ducks fan, had been pressuring her long time boyfriend to consider marriage. He, also a Mighty Ducks fan, at the beginning of last season's playoffs, said that if the Mighty Ducks won the Stanley Cup, he would propose, and they would get married. Of course the team's run to the Stanley Cup was improbable, given their list of opponents, but on the back of their goaltender Jean-Sebastien Giguere, they made it to game 7 of the Stanley Cup finals. Media outlets caught on to the story, and the couple was flown out to watch the games. He proposed at the beginning of game 7, even though his team still lost. And everybody was happy.

This year there is a similar story. I was talking hockey with my friend at the beginning of the playoffs, and since his favourite team, the Edmonton Oilers were already eliminated, he wanted to devise a new method of growing a playoff beard. He had a list of five teams and as they lost, he would shave various parts of his face (ie. neckbeard, mustache, soul patch, etc.). I suggested he pre-assign teams to the regions on his face, which he did. The unlikely part, is that he assigned Calgary to the left half of his beard and Tampa Bay to the right half. Most hockey experts were picking Calgary to last one round fewer than Tampa Bay, but Rob was not deterred. This is the result. So while many people will be cheering for various reasons, Rob (and his wife) will be cheering for aesthetics.

   [ posted by William @ 5:58 PM ]


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Tuesday, May 18, 2004  

Nu es aules äwa

Okay, so it didn't last too long. Well it lasted as long as I thought it would in duration, but not in the number of posts. I was hoping to do a few more posts in Low German, but they are tougher than I thought they would be. It's one thing to think up what to say in another language, but when my only knowledge of that language is spoken, not written, then I have to either look up the proper spelling of each word, or transliterate them, which is tough when I'm not exactly sure on the proper pronunciation for each word. The idea was to improve my plautdietsch for my stint as an advocate and translator for a low german woman who was having an immigration hearing. That's over now, and all went well.

So I thought that I'd write up a brief synopsis of the other stuff that is going on with me.
Books: I just made a few purchases that should hold me over for a while. God's Secretaries: The Making of the King James Bible was acoincidentall purchase on a textbook buying trip, as was Anabaptist Preaching. I also ordered up a pocket sized version of the Hebrew-English Tanakh, which I will be using for my Old Testament class. To make that order ship for free, I needed to add another book, so I added The Politics of Jesus, which is a book I had earlier started to read, but hadn't gotten very far before I had to return it to a friend of mine.
Movies: I saw the movie Troy this past weekend. Here is a summary of the thoughts going through my mind as I watched it.
- This theatre smells like urine
- I need bigger pecs
- I have really become accustomed to watching people die
- This action is well done
- Diane Kruger is HOT! I have no trouble believing she would be the most beautiful woman on earth at that time
Music: A friend of mine lent me two CDs by Lyle Lovett, so I'm listening to them on a trial basis. "Road to Ensenada" is a decent song on the album by that name. I'm surprised at his eclectic style. But I guess he did marry Julia Roberts.
Church: I'm preaching this coming Sunday (the 23rd), and I will be using the non-apocalyptic texts from Daniel. They are surprisingly applicable to young adults.

   [ posted by William @ 4:51 PM ]


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Monday, May 10, 2004  

Am Aunfank
Fleich haud junt jedaucht daut dit wud nich pas'earen. Fonn'doag fank ekj on met miene Plautdiestche schriewen. Jie brucke nich äwa mie sorjen. Ekj sie nu sia te'freed. Miene je'burtdach es nu äwa. Ekj vunt sia viet auf faun fäl faun miene frenden. Dee mutten nich emma bie miene sied sennen. Ekj vaut mien nia Plautdiesche Bibel mea läsen, und ekj hoped daut dit vaut leichta kumen.

   [ posted by William @ 11:41 AM ]


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Friday, May 07, 2004  

Playing Me
Today I received a birthday gift from God. Time alone for self-reflection. Although I live a stone's through away from my KW social network, I didn't initiate any birthday festivities for myself. Instead I sat at home, semi-awaiting a surprise (I acknowledge the contradiction of that statement), and in the loneliness, I did some self-reflection. It wasn't particularly comforting reflection either. I'm not working hard enough at school or work. My dedication to the kingdom of God is often lukewarm. My desire for improvement/advancement/betterment of myself and my surroundings is weak to non-existent. My vanity and sloth are getting worse with age, not better.

God, purge me of selfish desire. Fill me with love for you, for the world you've created, and fill me with desire to further Your cause, which I have been following.

This blog is partially an artistic outlet, and partially a means of showcasing my thoughts, humour and achievements to cyberspace. As such, I am temporarily diverting only to the artistic element of "blogging". To do that, for the next little while, I will only be posting blogs in Low German. I'm not bragging about knowing another language, I'm not claiming the gift of speaking in tongues, I'm not trying to start a new trend. I am expressing myself artistically and improving my language skills at the same time. Thanks for being patient with me.

   [ posted by William @ 10:45 PM ]


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Thursday, May 06, 2004  

Playing God
I have a new addiction. Recently, I purchased a box of Cinnamon Toast Crunch, and in it was the CD for Roller Coaster Tycoon. I have long ago lost my desire for sugary cereals, so I only bought the box for the game. It was a toss-up between Roller Coaster Tycoon and Battleship, to go along with the Jeopardy CD I received earlier.

In the game, you select a scenario, and given the conditions, you must complete a task (ie. have x number of guests in your park) by a certain time. So I am constantly adding rides, concession stands, paths, scenery and park staff in order to make my park a more enjoyable experience for my guests, and more profitable for me. But my job goes beyond engineer, personnel and marketing manager for the park, there is a heavy customer relations aspect to the job.

It is this customer relations aspect of the game that is perhaps the oddest aspect of it. With a click of the mouse, I can see a categorized list of what every single guest of my park is doing, and what they are thinking. This helps me to meet their concerns. In response to their comments, I hire extra cleaning staff, add more bathrooms, add more pathways etc. The oddest part is that while I'm watching people walk about my park, I can click on any person and view their profile. In their profile, I can see how much money they are carrying as well as a break down on how much they've spent in various areas of my park already. I can see their last few thoughts regarding my park. I can see how happy they are, how hungry and/or thirsty they are, how sick they are, how badly they need to go to the bathroom, and their preferred level of ride intensity. I can also pick them up and move them to any area of the park that I wish.

I only use those abilities for good, as of course using them for bad would lessen my chances of winning the game. Also, if I wanted to be malicious, I have other ways to do that. At any time, I can make changes that put people in serious jeopardy. I can delete sections of path, so people get lost, as my guests are too stupid to find their own way walking on the grass. I can remove active pathways over water, causing people to fall in the water and drown. I can speed up roller coasters so that they crash, and people die.

I'm just afraid that at some point one of the guests at my park are going to ask me what I want, which will cause everything to self-destruct. I am not a park manager, I am Big Brother.

   [ posted by William @ 1:19 PM ]


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Tuesday, May 04, 2004  

Points to me for being perceptive
It's no secret to a lot of people that I have a lot of sisters. I often use that fact to claim a higher understanding of female behaviour, but really, to me, girls are still a mystery. I generally don't know why they do what they do when they do it. The other day however, I was in a situation where I needed some women's intuition to pick up what was going on, and I did it successfully. I was talking to a female friend of mine about her plans for the upcoming year. (I still live in a semi-University world, so "year" means September to August.) I had heard what she was initially planning on doing, and I asked if that was still her plan. She looked at me and said, "No, I'm doing something else next year," but she looked at me as if I should know what the 'something else' was. It was the kind of female smirk that I generally despise because I have no idea what it means. So then I thought, "If she said that to a girl, that girl would get it. So what would be obvious to a girl that isn't obvious to me?" And then it hit me, so I said to her, "Oh, you're having a baby!" I said it with the appropriate level of excitement, despite the fact that, if incorrect, I had just issued a pretty dangerous statement. (Of the few things I know about women, I should collect them into a book, a very short book. Female life lesson: When a woman isn't pregnant, she doesn't like other people to imply that she is.) She nodded her head, and we talked about the pregnancy etc, and I gave myself a point for perception.

   [ posted by William @ 11:16 AM ]


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Monday, May 03, 2004  

A Chocolate Collage
I'm standing there in anguish. Mental anguish because I see the choices before me, and I don't know which chocolate bar to pick. Physical anguish, because I have a grocery basket full to capacity in one arm, and it's off-setting my balance. I'm supposed to decide quickly, so that I shouldn't need to put down the basket, and I'm supposed to only take an individual portion of groceries, so I don't need a push cart, just a basket.

This is my routine. When I by groceries, a task that I don't like doing, I buy a chocolate bar, as a reward for completing the task. I don't like the choosing process though. I want to find a chocolate bar that I buy every time. Some chocolate bars that I had liked in the past are not available at my store or are just too expensive. I had one that I bought pretty regularly for a while, but for some reason it just didn't do it for me. Now I am without a preferred chocolate bar. It shouldn't, I know, but that knowledge makes grocery shopping almost less worthwhile.

   [ posted by William @ 11:29 AM ]