"Comeuppance" -- interesting choice of words; very telling.
What's wrong with my word choice?
I haven't been forthcoming because you haven't shown any interest in asking up until now.
No, you've been coy all along. But I feel now we are getting somewhere.
I currently teach basic composition on a college level, but I used to teach literature and composition on a high school level -- in fact, most people here already know (and appreciate the irony) that I spent nine years teaching in various Catholoc high schools.
This not ironic. Most English teachers and pseudo-intellectuals that work in schools, both parochial schools and public schools, are atheists. There are very view Jesuits and Nuns still teaching college and high school.
Seriously -- you need to ask?
I suppose that lifestyle appeals to you. But you are better than those people.
Just as you're better than us, Zongerfield?
No, we are all cracked vessels.
Assume for a moment that you're correct -- why, then, are you here? You have no interest whatsoever in seeking the "truth" -- you vainly believe you already have it, and have taken it upon yourself to spread your trtuh to the audience you crave.
I am here to make friends, to profess my covenant with the Lord, to bear witness to his love, to assist others in their quest to find the Lord.
Plus, I am lonely. Despite my friends at church and my community, I've made some poor decisions in my early life which has left me a very lonely person. I have God and Scripture, which is really all I need, but sometimes when I am at home, by myself, I am lonely.
I don't blame you -- I pity your hubris, as I know that, much like Oedipus, it will lead you to grief.
Pride comes before destruction and a haughty spirit before the fall... I don't believe I have the hubris you believe I do. Despite my convictions about the Lord, which form an unshakable foundation, I have many insecurities about my looks, and health, etc.
Melville is overrated -- although I'm starting to see how Walt got to you.
Maybe, but if you recall Shiloh, he had keen insight:
Foemen at morn, but friends at eve
Fame or country least their care:
What like a bullet can undeceive!
We all face the same fate, and when we are lying on our death beds, foes or friends we are all the same, except for those who have the Grace and the Love of the Lord on their side. Bullets or death can undeceive and turn enemies into friends, but the Love of the Lord can
save!
Speaking of stories, have you noticed how you always come back to Walt? You really want us to admire your success story with him, don't you? Could it be that he's your only success, or is it (as I suspect) that Walt is a prouduct of your vanity, and you won't stop until we congratulate you for him?
Yes, he is probably my most successful story. I would like you and others to acknowledge how the Lord helped to turn his life around. But he is not my only success story. There are others. I talk about him because he is the only one I have mentioned thus far.
I have no doubt that had I mentioned a love of Mark Twain, Walt's favorite story would be Huckleberry Finn.
No, Walt never liked Mark Twain. He didn't approve of Twain's lifestyle.
But of course -- now complete the metaphor; what does that make Bartleby?
That is left for you to consider. But I will give you some scripture to help guide you in your reflection:
For what credit is there if, when you sin and are harshly treated, you endure it with patience? But if when you do what is right and suffer
for it you patiently endure it, this
finds favor with God.
Again -- you'll never stop patting yourself on the back over "Walt," will you? You need his success story to impress us with.
It speaks to the power and glory of God.
We can be -- if that's what you wanted.
Alas, your words and attitude have already made your intentions abundantly clear -- you don't want to be anyone's "friend" -- you want to be their mentor, just as you are with Walt.
Give it up, Zong -- you have your reward.
I am no one's mentor. Just a wise friend.