Category Archives: religion

HELLBOUND by Peter Nolan Smith

March 30, 2013 – 3:33 pm

AP and his family left Fort Greene for the Easter Weekend. I’ve been alone in the brownstone, feeding the cats, turtle, and fish. My sense of worth is low and I treat that with beer, preferably Narragansett. That lager tasted of New England. This morning I finished re-writing IN HEAVEN ABOVE, my comedy script about [...]

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On The March

March 30, 2013 – 9:39 am

Yesterday afternoon I was working on a small film at the northern end of Mulberry Street. I caught sight of a three young priests carrying a large wooden cross. About a hundred teenagers followed them. Their faces glowed with devotion to their faith. The director, knowing my feelings about the Catholic Church, sidled up to [...]

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Happy Good Friday

March 29, 2013 – 2:30 pm

For Catholics around the world Ash Wednesday kicked off the Easter Season. Forty days of abstinence from a favorite pleasure was a token of their devotion to the upcoming sacrifice of the Messiah. On Palm Sunday the faithful brandished palm fronds to honor the Son of God entering Jerusalem. The New Testament recounted how his [...]

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The Difference of Three Days

March 28, 2013 – 10:13 am

According to the New Testament Yeshua bar Yosef was surrendered by the Hebrew legal council to the Roman Prefect of Judaea. The Sanhedrin accused the citizen of Galilee of the blasphemy of claiming to be the King of the Jews. Pontius Pilate concluded that the healer was innocent of these charges, however the Passover crowd [...]

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Maundy Thursday

March 28, 2013 – 9:49 am

In 1977 I was living in Park Slope with James Spicer. The silver-haired jazz impressario was representing several stars and only charged me $120 for a room in the spacious townhouse. We drank up the street at the Gaslight Pub. James thrived on the streetwise clientele and I sparred with a Frenchman for pinball supremacy. [...]

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