Christopher Pearson: Friend of Campion, outstanding editor and journalist. Requiem in Pace. Bishop Coleridge speaks at Edmund Campion Dinner

By Christian Bergmann Coleridge spoke of Vatican II as liturgy was also a means of an awakening. He emphasised the revitalisation and awakening. Such Campion College has attracted the fact that Vatican II was not a an exploration of the Council’s likes of many influential figures rearranging of the furniture for the fruits led Coleridge to emphasise over the course of its short history. Church, but a decisive move “the Catholic genius”, assuring the This tradition continued on Thursday towards mission. It was not a students that all of these different June 27, when the College was graced Council with an introspective fruits were not in conflict with one agenda, but one that sought to another, but were complimentary. with the visit of the Archbishop of awaken the Church to the centrality Brisbane, Mark Coleridge. of Christ and God’s self- For Campion students, this held communication through Him. special relevance as another Coleridge, a man of remarkable Coleridge also explored how it was semester of a liberal arts education intelligence and seasoned in the art from this awakening to Christ that wound to a close. It served as a of public speaking, joined the the New Evangelisation would be stark reminder of the mission of the college in the celebration of its fuelled. In discussing some of the students as Catholics, training to patronal feast marking the end of fruits of the Council, Coleridge become great minds and leaders in semester. He began by celebrating spoke highly of what has come to today’s society. Coleridge urged Mass for the College, before be known as the Charismatic the students to remember that, with proceeding to join guests, lecturers, Renewal, just one of the St Edmund Campion and his and students for the annual Edmund “awakenings” to the centrality of martyrdom as a model, it is this Campion dinner. As guest speaker, he Jesus Christ in the Church, one awakening to Jesus Christ that rests delivered an address entitled manifested in a very particular at the core of Catholicism, and "Sleepers Awake: The Call of Vatican manner. Later on, it was also should define Campion College’s II. mentioned how a return to the more influence in the world. traditional mode of celebrating the 1 Disclaimer: The views expressed within are those of the individual authors and do not necessarily reflect the views of the Sextant Editorial Board, the CCSA, or Campion College Australia.

Internship Post-Campion By Keziah Doughty After 14 intense weeks studying at the Lachlan Macquarie Internship, and two weeks of work placement in the NSW government, I have finally had a chance to catch my breath and reflect on my journey since graduating from Campion in 2012. The last six months have been an incredible experience whereby I have learnt so much that to try to sum it all up would be impossible, so I will simply pen some thoughts that developed during my week at the Federal Parliament where I was with the Hon Kevin Andrews, MP. It was Budget Week and as such, there was much excitement in the air, much speculation and little time to be bored. I was privileged to spend time with Andrews Heavenly Father, and to meet other politicians, and to go to the Budget Speech and to Question Time in You inflamed your priest and martyr, both the House of Representatives and the Senate. During that week, I came to realise Saint Maximilian Kolbe, that in amongst the vitriol, petty arguing, and bad decisions, there are many good with love for the Immaculate Virgin things that happen in our Federal Parliament. There are, despite the common and filled him with zeal for souls and perception, men and women on both sides of the political spectrum who have strong moral convictions, who stand by their principles and values, and who fight for a more love of neighbour. just Australia. Through his prayers grant that we may The media thrives on conflict and scandal and while there seems to be no work unreservedly shortage of this in our government, Federal and State, there are honourable people and for your glory many worthy bills that are passed with bipartisan support. These positive aspects often in the service of men go unnoticed. I was continually challenged by the dedication and perseverance of the and thereby become like Christ your Son parliamentarians I encountered – ordinary people doing a very demanding job (physically, mentally and emotionally difficult, as well as incredibly demanding on until death. relationships and family life) for a vision they believe in. Amen. I ended my week at Parliament with a greater sense of thankfulness than that into which I went. As one non-Christian politician said to me, “You think Australian politics is bad now, think of how much worse it would be without the many good View from a train people that are involved. You just don’t know what gets prevented.” Australia remains one of the few Western countries that has not yet legislated for the re-definition of With the falcon’s ease I glide, marriage, and for this, we can be thankful. Over the canopy. The common request from the Christian politicians I met was not to sign up The stars above they hide, to their party or to vote for them but firstly “pray for us.” This reminded me of the Where the mountains meet the sea. Scripture passage: “I urge then, first of all, that requests, prayers, intercession and thanksgiving be made for everyone – for kings and all those in authority, that we may live peaceful Oh, swift and light I soar, and quiet lives in all godliness and holiness. This is good, and pleases God our Crossing the forests vast. Saviour, who wants all men to be saved and to come to a knowledge of the truth.” 1 My heart it conjures a roar, Timothy 2:1-4. As I flee the city past.

Wild at sea, wild at home, Flying free above creation. My soul delighting in its roam, And brimming with pure elation.

This is my home, where I was born, Deep in the wild, my heart adorned, Where I can embrace adventure raw, And live alive with the God I adore.

- Christian Bergmann

Quote of the Month “Is it just me, or does meat taste

Campionites on the set of the Genesian Theatre’s production, The Young Idea, better on Fridays?” - Matty Khoury with Stage Manager Symeon Thompson (second from left).

Published by the Campion College Student Association 2 8-14 Austin Woodbury Place, Old Toongabbie 2146 NSW Australia Are we proclaiming the Truth in vain? He looks and sounds extreme. Perhaps it is he who is by Fr John Corrigan dangerous, the children think. Is it not madmen such as this, they tell themselves, who spoil the great Michael O’Brien is destined to join the canon of Catholic literary romance of the railroad? Perhaps the beautiful beast giants. If you are not already familiar with his debut novel, Father has not come for such a long time precisely because Elijah: An Apocalypse, make it priority reading. sour and critical men, scarred by their pasts and O’Brien excels at Catholic fiction. By that, I don’t mean he writes deformed by negative thinking, have too long about clergy and the Church (though sometimes he does). I mean dominated the world! that he writes about life — all walks of life — from a Catholic worldview which is imbued with realism and mysticism, and which The rumble on the tracks is growing louder. ‘Get off focuses on the ongoing conflict of good and evil. the tracks!’ he shouts in a very unattractive voice. His most recent novel, The Father’s Tale, contains a deeply Now all credibility is gone, and the children turn instructive analogy. A wise Oxford don reframes the dilemma of the towards the incarnation of their myth with great modern believer, who despairs at the decline of Christian culture. fervor.

The believer is not a killjoy. He’s in love with life, This is, I think, an astute presentation of the current state of play. with all its comforts and all its troubles. The complete In debate after debate, Catholics seem to be on the wrong side of Catholic is a kind of romantic — but a very unusual history. We’re whistling against the wind, and risk reducing kind of romantic, because he is also a realist. proclamation of the Gospel to moralistic arm waving. It’s tempting to leave the children of the Zeitgeist to their fate, or . . I think our realist knows that the laws by which the at least to look on benignly, and so rescue our credibility. Nobody’s engine runs and the laws by which a child runs are not listening. Why attract the opprobrium of a crazy old man? always compatible. He is a like a man who long ago Let the children be. Ignore their peril. Speak of the mystical, which plays on the tracks and narrowly escaped being still attracts and inspires. The train is approaching, but they’ll learn crushed by the wheels of a locomotive. Many of his of its danger on their own. W’ll be there to help them afterwards. friends and companions did not escape. Now, in his Put in these terms, of course, we can easily see how negligent and old age, flocks of children have come to play on the unloving such indifference is. How opposed it is to our Lord’s own tracks. teaching and example. Instead, we must never tire of speaking the truth. But not only In a kindly voice he warns them of the danger, but that: we must speak the truth with love. We must be wary of they don’t believe him. He speaks a little more becoming shrill, and demonstrate always the joy and romance of authoritatively, and perhaps a patronising note creeps ‘the Catholic thing.’ Noisy opponents may call us killjoys and into his voice, a sort of fatherly tone. The children, wowsers, but it’s the less vocal onlookers whom we must persuade. however, have heard a great deal about locomotives, They will judge us on not by the words of our opponents, but by our and desire to see one. The tracks are signs that long own words and actions. ago some marvel occurred here and may well happen Apart from that, the “wrong side of history” argument is dubious. again. They are excited by them. Fifty years ago, cigarettes were relatively new, but also ubiquitous. The Catholic, breathing heavily from the weight of In 1945, seventy-two per cent of Australian men were smokers. A much experience and not a little worry, tries to tell minority of voices opposed smoking, but critics dismissed them as them that the rumble on the rails and the wisp of puritanical, and the average onlooker couldn’t see the point of smoke around the bend is perilous. The children gaze interfering with an inevitable social norm. The genie was out of the suspiciously at him. The old man smells of smoke and bottle. cinders. His clothing is rumpled. He is scared. His But the contrarian voices were not silenced, and slowly, gradually, voice is not calm. They ignore him. the normalisation of non-smoking occurred. In 2007 only 21% of Australian men and 18% of Australian women were smokers. ‘Please, get off the tracks,’ he says firmly. They turn Social norms are not inevitable, and cultural change can be rapid. their backs to him. Now he is frightened for them. He This is why we must continue to speak the truth with love, and with laboriously tries to explain why they must stand aside, hope. The damage wrought by collision with a speeding locomotive but his anxiety for them handicaps his style. is inevitable. But the collision itself is not.

Fr John Corrigan is associate priest at Hamilton in the Diocese of Ballarat, Victoria. He blogs at www.acountrypriest.com.

Night of Surprises was fully prepared for whatever it was to Although the singing of the Salve Regina by Therese Schaefer be scary, awkward and awful. I'm delighted concluded formal proceedings, plenty of On the 11th of June, a mysterious email to admit, however, that my misgivings were participants stayed to clear away the dishes appeared in the inboxes of Campion's completely unfounded. and furniture for an energetic swing female students, advising of a surprise to dancing session. The night finally wrapped come and requesting RSVPs from At 6pm, the young men appeared one by up with night prayer in the chapel and a interested parties. We were told to dress up one to escort the young ladies down to the visit from the Classic Cake Company. and make ourselves look pretty on the dining room and wait on them for the night. evening of June 20, congregate at specified Upon arriving downstairs, we were I think I speak for all the girls involved locations at 6pm and await further surprised to discover that the dining room when I say that the surprise far exceeded all instructions. Rumours abounded regarding had been completely rearranged and that my expectations, and that I'm absolutely the nature of this mysterious summons, but Neil had been enlisted to serve Formal blown away by the amount of effort and as the day drew nearer a large number of Hall-style food! The best was yet to come, time that went into organising everything. prospective attendees still had no idea what however; after dinner, the gentlemen took it Thank you to Ben McCabe for they were in for. I had no clue about what in turns to each stand up, affirm one of the masterminding the operation, and thank was going to happen, and I'll be honest: I girls and present her with a flower. you to all involved – it was lovely. 3 An Interview with Fr Thomas McFadden With Christian Bergmann. My leisure time usually involves some spiritual reading, squeezing in a walk Welcome to Campion College, Father or a run to maintain some level of fitness, Thomas! It’s exciting to have you as acting updating the Capuchin website, and every chaplain here while Father Luke is on now and again the occasional film. Sadly, sabbatical. How are you feeling about golf doesn’t seem to get its head in the door taking on this role? anymore! I’m quite excited myself! I’m pleased to have the opportunity to be part of What’s your favourite book? Campion and to contribute as best I can to My favourite book (besides the serve the spiritual needs of the College. I Scriptures) is “Francis of Assisi: The Saint” hope to share my own enthusiasm for the which is Volume I of the Early Documents faith and to inspire all those here to grow on Francis. It includes all his writings as ever closer to Christ. well as early biographies about him. Francis had a deep insight into life, love and the You were ordained as a priest in February human heart quite unlike any other. of this year. First of all, congratulations! What has been your experience of the Who’s your favourite saint (other than Saint with young men discerning their vocations. priesthood so far? Francis of Assisi)? Earlier, I had the chance to do some of my It has been one of great trust and Besides St Francis, the saint who formation overseas. I did my novitiate year blessings. Right from the Ordination day inspires me the most would be St Paul: his in Pittsburgh (USA). I completed my and my Thanksgiving Mass the next day – desire to conform his life completely to priestly studies in Rome – which also gave the blessings have been powerful. I never Christ; his missionary zeal to take the Good me the chance to spend some time in some cease to be amazed at how God works News out to others; and his pastoral charity neighbouring European countries as well as through the sacraments – particularly the for those in his care. a pilgrimage to the Holy Land. My two sacrament of confession – transforming favourite places were Jerusalem and Assisi lives through His grace. And for Him to Where did you grow up? Tell us about your – both spiritually powerful! have called me to minister such sacred family. mysteries is always a truly humbling I grew up in Werrington (about What is your vision for your chaplaincy experience, a calling for which I can only be half an hour west of Toongabbie) – so I’m a role? What do you want to see happening extremely thankful. local western Sydneysider (or Westie, I for the students? guess?). I’ve got two younger brothers who I want the students to know and What drew you to the priesthood, and the now have families of their own. experience Christ’s great love for them and Capuchins in particular? that they be fully alive in His Spirit. I’ll try I was first drawn to religious life - Are you musical at all? What sort of music to inspire them to appreciate the role of a life of prayer and brotherhood. Yet, at the do you enjoy? prayer in their lives, making confession same time I was always open to the Apart from learning a little viola readily available, and am keen to discover priesthood, if I thought that God thought I’d while at school, I’m afraid the only musical what the students are seeking from the be up to it! I was drawn to the Capuchins by instrument I’m any good at is the doorbell! chaplaincy program. the friars whom I’d come to know – their However, I do enjoy listening to music, love for Christ and the Church, and their particularly classical music and praise & What’s the best adventure you’ve been on? joyful and authentic living out of the worship – anything that is beautiful and/or The three-hour each-way trek Capuchin Franciscan charism as lesser lifts the spirit to God. through the East Timorese forest – wading brothers. The inspiring examples of St through a river ten times – to arrive at a Francis of Assisi and Padre Pio also Do you have any martial arts experience? little village of ten families. This enabled attracted me in a big way, along with the It ain’t that kind of brown robe! the friars to celebrate the sacraments of friars’ balance of time in prayer and active confession and Mass for them. ministry. How much travelling have you done? What was your favourite place? What is your greatest passion in life? The priesthood can be a demanding As Vocation Director for the To seek to know Christ and make lifestyle. Do you have any hobbies you Capuchin friars, I now frequently travel Him known to others. enjoy doing for leisure? throughout Australia to encourage and meet

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4 Funerals nisi bonum, the other nil nisi verum. Either nothing but the good or by Christopher Pearson nothing but the truth. Like my friend, the late John Bray, I subscribe to the latter option. He once remarked, in mock-surprise of the The following article was published in The Weekend Australian some eulogy of a former premier, Frank Walsh, that the archbishop had years ago. Attempts were made to verify the publication date, however made no reference to his dying in the arms of his mistress and the they were unsuccessful. Permission to reproduce the article has been comically late retrieval of his false teeth. “Still, his colleagues all granted by the paper. knew and I suppose there were the family’s feelings and decorum to be considered”. This column might equally well be entitled “what I did on my holidays” or “organizing funerals: a beginners’ guide”. Some weeks State funerals have changed since then. The last I attended had a ago my aunt died and my mother was hospitalised, gravely ill. The eulogy which reduced the congregation to stitches with a nicely told aunt was 96 and death a welcome guest. Mum appears to be out of story about a cub reporter asking Roma Mitchell whether, now she the woods, living proof that too much bella donna (a.k.a. deadly was a judge, she’d given any thought to marrying Bray, who was as nightshade) can be bad for your heart and everything else. confirmed a bachelor as she a spinster.

The conversations that mortal illness prompts can be very consoling Talking of laughter, funeral directors tend to have a well-developed for all concerned. One canvassed the timeless question of whether sense of humour. It’s not surprising; how else could you do the job? you own possessions or they end up owning you. Another was about It’s also often a hereditary occupation, as executioners and surgeons the funeral hymns? (“Something cheerful at the end…Now thank we once were. Those who’ve attended the South Australian all our God”) and then capping each other with verses of John undertakers’ annual get-together say it’s very funny indeed (hint, Donne on death. Self-possession when confronting mortality is hint). commonplace but still wonderful to behold. Its hallmarks are a certain matter of factness and grace. Having dealt with their own One famous Adelaide family firm, Blackwell Funerals, is renowned death, the dying often concentrate on helping those around them to for wit. When young Paul Blackwell decided to become a cope. professional actor and turned into one of the country’s most winning and Puckish performers, none of his schoolfellows, whom he’d been My aunt believed in pre-paid funerals and had left minimalist delighting for years, was the least surprised. instructions; an Anglican cremation. In Jensenite Sydney this is a bit of a lucky dip. You can end up with a tame retired parson attached Another funeral director who carried on his father’s business, the to the crematorium or the funeral director. Some of them have been American Thomas Lynch, combines his work with writing known to get the name of the deceased wrong and even the basic distinguished prose and poetry. Death is his central subject and he is details confused with another funeral later on the same day, which is by turns comic, plangent and profoundly reflective. Here is a sample very upsetting indeed. Alternately you may end up with the sort of clergyman who wears a brown suit and tie at the service and sees it from his book, The Undertaking: Life Studies from the Dismal as an evangelising opportunity or a modernist who doesn’t believe Trade. He’s defining the crude death rate: in anything much. “Imagine a large room into which you can coax one thousand Christ Church, St Laurence, has clergy who are obliging and people. You slam the doors in January, leaving them plenty of food liturgically aware. Even so, I had to be firm about the form of and drink, colour TVs, magazines and condoms. Your sample service. “Nothing modern—the mourners will all be over 50 and should have an age distribution heavy on baby boomers and their expect Cranmerian prose”. Given that the aunt wasn’t especially children—1.2 children per boomer. For every six normal people, high church, we agreed on a black stole (she had nothing but there is one old-timer, who, if he or she wasn’t in this big room, contempt for white vestments at funerals, “a silly modern fad”). The would probably be in Florida or Arizona or a nursing home. You get biretta, incense and holy water were to be dispensed with. the idea. The group will include fifteen lawyers, one faith healer, three dozen real-estate agents, a video technician, several licensed Communicating to the funeral directors that you’re in charge can be counsellors and a Tupperware distributor. The rest will be between a battle, as I discovered when AIDS claimed many of my friends. jobs, middle managers, ne’er-do-wells or retirees. Happily the company my aunt had chosen was willing to leave it to me. Perhaps they detected a tone of finality in my voice. I do have Now for the magic part—come late December when you throw decided views on the subject. One of them is that if everything has open the doors, only 991.6, give or take, will shuffle out upright. been left to the discretion of a funeral director, the wishes of the Two hundred and sixty will now be selling Tupperware. The other deceased should be over-ridden to avoid the possibility of a dog’s 8.4 have become the crude death rate”. breakfast which satisfies no-one. Here is a poem, Pange Lingua, from his 1994 collection, Grimalkin: The satisfaction factor in funerals raises a hoary commonplace— that they’re primarily for the benefit of the living. It’s the civil This is the voice I talk to myself in. celebrants’ mantra but, even in the case of people with no religious The one that says, before I fall asleep, convictions, it’s not true. The main purpose of funerals is the seemly The children will all grow up and outlive me; disposal of the dead.. The opportunity of a final farewell (preferably my mother’s tumour will be benign; with a wake) is nonetheless important. Those who opt for private the women who loved me will always love me. cremation and exclude people who would have appreciated the This is the same voice I heard as a child chance to say goodbye, except when there are no friends left to be The time I first ate meat on a Friday, offended, seem selfish, even cruel. At Bobby Bacon’s house. It said, Baloney. Or when I lingered over magazines Religious convictions of almost any kind re-order all those Jim Shryrock and I found stashed in his basement— priorities. First and foremost becomes the duty of praying for the Conscience and complicity: the voice that sings souls of the departed, as they are reverently laid to rest. The reason Pange Lingua in the shower nowadays, why my aunt and I despise white vestments at funerals is that they Sings the glorious body’s mystery symbolically abolish sin and infantilise us all to the level of Of blood and bliss and love and misery. blameless 6 year olds. Many clergy, alas, are too liturgically obtuse to understand this and can have no conception of how appalling mourners often find it just because they’re too polite to comment. Another collection of essays, Bodies in Motion and at Rest has just fallen into my hands and promises to be as witty, demanding and These days a relative or friend is usually expected to deliver a short consoling as his other books. eulogy. There are two schools of thought. The first is de mortuis nil 5 Picnics Editorial by Miriam Thompson

CHRISTOPHER Pearson died on June 7, at the age of 61. How can a meal stripped of its fineries and relocated to a blanket on the bare ground, retain such charm and simple sophistication? The meal of He was a regular columnist for The Weekend Australian and which we speak is the picnic. The picnic has its origin in Medieval made a name for himself as founding editor of the Adelaide European and British outdoor feasts, and more recently in the feasts celebrated before embarking on a day of hunting. These country Review. As a man well-versed in literature, history, and banquets served as forerunners for the casual picnic enjoyed today. religion, his support for Campion was unsurprising; helped While definitive studies about picnicking do not exist to my knowledge, by the fact that he counted a handful of us as friends, whom personal observation tells that picnics are ever-popular not only among he treated very generously. friends and family, but as remarked by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle “picnics are very dear to those who are in the first stage of the tender passion.” Christopher was also involved, peripherally, with The Sextant. Last year, during the summer break, I dropped-in to Of course, the focal point of any picnic, aside from the carefully spend an afternoon at his home, and over the course of our selected picnic attire, is the carefully selected picnic food. Indeed, this conversation my new role as an editor came up. For a couple meal should showcase an array of foods -- not necessarily the most elegant or expensive -- but those which are the result of elaborate of hours, whilst working our way through wine and planning and quality ingredients. Elizabeth David was a champion of cigarettes, Pearson floated a number of helpful ideas. The this. She was also, perhaps, Britain’s most influential post-war cookery cartoon on page 10 - Margaret Ahern’s Speck the Altar Boy - author, her titles properly remaining culinary classics. In Of Pageants was his suggestion, as was our publication of Romano and Picnics David alludes to the novelty of picnicking: “...the simpler Guardini’s liturgical experiences at Monreale (Issue XIX, charms of salami, fresh cheese, black olives and good French bread are April, 2013). He also agreed to contribute recipes on enhanced when eaten on the hill or by the seashore.” Thus the foods themselves need not be those typically revealed under a silver cloche, occasion, for he argued that students - young men in rather it is the unique, and often sentimental setting which is the particular - ought to learn how to cook, shoestring budget essential picnic ingredient. notwithstanding. While any occasion of dining might appeal beyond the sense of taste, Much can be said about his influence across the political the picnic is certainly the delight of all the senses. Take for example spectrum – he went from being a “Marxist at age 10” to a gay some of David’s favourite picnic foods: escalopes of veal fried in egg rights activist in his 20’s, until he eventually became - in the and breadcrumbs, cold spiced beef, kidney pudding, and a rich moist words of Tony Abbott - “the glue that held conservative fruitcake for dessert. Now transport them, in an Edwardian style thought together in Australia.” But as remarkable as the hamper if possible, to a lakeside or hill top; to a garden or park; to the bough of a tree or aboard a small yacht. Having consumed a glass or evolution of his political thought was, it was his conversion two of Mâcon either en route or at the destination, one is now well- to the Catholic faith in 1999 that matters most. disposed to enjoy the warm sun, the sound of rolling waves and scent of wild herbs, all whilst the feasting takes place. Picnicking is a style of Ephraem Chifley, who was instrumental in bringing his long- dining accessible to all, and yet each occasion is markedly unique. time friend into the fold, notes of Pearson, “It was obvious to me that he was seeking conversion one night in the Universal Whatever cultural norms have pervaded modern picnicking, (shorter Wine Bar. He was denying the Holy Trinity, that’s always a picnic dresses perhaps) the essential elements remain: an outdoor meal giveaway. People don’t usually go out of their way to deny which merges fine food and choice scenery; where the picnic-goers enjoy the sights and sounds as much as they enjoy the food and wine. the recherche aspect of Christianity. Once you do that you’re on the way.” On Friday, June 7, Christopher was This is a favourite of Elizabeth David; a sandwich recipe by T. Earle unexpectedly called home by our merciful Father. He was Welby. My curiosity would certainly be satiated were someone to make laid to rest Saturday week in the cemetery of St. James this 'sandwich' but, I suggest that you at least read the recipe for its Anglican Church, Delamere, SA, to rise again, we pray, obscure word-choice. alongside his dearly departed mother. “Take a large, thick, excellent rump steak. Do not season it, for that You were a good egg. Rest in peace, Christopher. would cause the juice to run out, and in grilling it keep it markedly underdone. Have ready a sandwich loaf one end of which has been cut off and an adequate portion of the contents which has been removed. Put the steak, hot from the grill, and -- but only then -- somewhat highly seasoned, into the loaf; add a few grilled mushrooms; replace the deleted end of the loaf; wrap the loaf in a double sheet of clean white blotting-paper, tie with twine both ways, superimpose a sheet of grease- proof paper, and more twine. Place a moderate weight on top, and after a while add other weights. Let the thing endure pressure for at least six hours. Do not carve it until and as each slice is required.”

Send your Letters to: [email protected] or drop them into our Letters To the Editor Box near the Mail Tray 6 The Sartorialist Dr Ryan Messmore Say What? With the announcement of the Spring Ball, I feel compelled to When I directed a small learning community in the States, I properly instruct the young encouraged my students to remove ten phrases from their gentleman in how he should vocabulary. I did this as part of a larger attempt to help properly attire himself for the them realize how our words shape the way we think. Our occasion. The invitation specifies a “black-tie” dress code. In common phrases provide the categories with which we former times, these dress codes make sense of the world. would have been second-nature to gentlemen. In recent times, Two of the phrases on the list were “fall in love” and “love however, it has become at irst sight.” I hear these phrases all the time, but what do increasingly clear that they are they imply about the kind of thing love is? either improperly instructed upon these matters or left to the As I’ve argued in the Core Conversations blog, I think such merciless trends and fads of the remarks tempt us to view love merely as a feeling. We see modern era, leaving them to love as an emotion that overcomes us when we least expect commit mortal sins against the it. It’s something we accidently trip into and are powerless sartorial splendour that God hath deigned man to reach. to resist. Like the lady in the LifeCall commercial, we yell: The origins of the black-tie dress code hark back to the days when “Help, I’ve fallen in love and I can’t get up!” “white tie” was worn when dressing for dinner. The black-tie outfit was a less formal evening suit intended to be worn at “stag-do’s.” In 1 Corinthians 13, commonly known as the “love With the passage of time it became acceptable to wear this outfit in chapter”(the one used in most weddings), the Apostle Paul the presence of women other than the waitresses. White-tie, with its uses ifteen different descriptors of love—“love is patient, distinctive tail-coat and white silk bow-tie are now only occasionally love is kind…it is not proud…it is not self-seeking…”. In the worn, and typically only at state or vice-regal events. original Greek, though, each of these words is a verb. The key to sartorial splendour in evening wear is subtlety. Only black and white are to be seen. For your benefit, I have illustrated an That suggests that love is active and dynamic and moving. example of the “dinner suit.” In a Commonwealth country it is entirely incorrect to call it a “tuxedo” or worse still, a “tux.” The term It isn’t a ditch or a sinkhole that we accidentally fall into. must be avoided unless one is explaining dress code to Americans, Nor is it something we can fall out of, like a tree house or a who cannot be trusted with such matters in any case. The correct top bunk. The love Paul speaks of is an act of seeking the dinner jacket is to be of a good quality worsted wool, with a satin good of another. It is something we do, not merely lapel. The trousers worn with this jacket are of the same cloth with a something we feel. It is a commitment we forge with the satin stripe running down the outside seam of each leg. The trouser will, not just a stirring we sense in our heart. Love is an cuffs are to be plain, shoes must also be black, and may be either action, not just an attraction. highly polished leather or patent leather. They must be plain, without adornment and worn with long black socks. If a man's leg appears I think we need to adjust our terms accordingly. As an between his sock and trouser he is to be considered naked, the alternative, I say that when I irst set eyes on Karin, it was constabulary summoned, and he must be immediately escorted from “infatuation at irst sight.” the premises. The round “shawl lapel” is traditional and most correct, although the peaked lapel is acceptable only if it is satin. The notched lapel is The most dificult phrase for my students to stop saying wrong, and may only be passable if you are wearing a plain black suit was “go to church.” with a two-button single-breasted jacket that you are passing off as a dinner suit. Under no circumstances is it acceptable to wear the This phrase implies that the Church is a building or an typical five-button waistcoat worn with a day suit. A cummerbund is empty facility. But if the Church is something we “go to,” on essential unless you are wearing a low-cut, marcella-front waistcoat. a Sunday morning perhaps, then is it not also something Here is the only acceptable variation from the strict black-and-white that we “leave from” an hour or two later? colour rule, and it goes only as far as permitting a very slight off- white or “ivory” colour. It is a school-boy error to wear a bow-tie, I wonder if this way of speaking subtly contributes to the cummerbund, waist-coat or any other garment to match the outfit of a dificulty many have of viewing faith as something to be young lady. To do so proclaims that the gentleman is a mere fashion lived out every day of the week. accessory and destroys his credibility with any of the other gentlemen present. The shirt is to be white, have concealed buttons, and never a pocket. The Apostle Paul refers to churches not as buildings but Decorative studs have gained popularity, but are ill-advised. One as bodies of people who meet in certain places (for inevitably looses one or two from the set and must endure the example, the Church in Ephesus, the Church at Corinth, and embarrassment of an improperly closed shirt. One may opt to wear a so forth). shirt with a turn-down collar. It is a safe option for those who We do not “go to” Church; rather, we are the Church. On otherwise may be at risk of appearing pompous. However, other any given day of the week we are members of the Church varieties of collar are to be encouraged. Although difficult to see, I am body who “go to” work, or to play, or to eat in our particular presenting a “winged-collar”, which cuts a fine and noble appearance, settings. And regularly (one hopes) we gather to worship as bringing to life the charm and finery of the old world. a body—to hear Scripture read and to celebrate the The only correct neckwear in black-tie, is the black bow-tie. This Eucharist. should be in silk and have a satin appearance matching the sheen of the satin lapels of your jacket as much as is possible. The size of the bow-tie is critical to appearances. Too big, it makes a man into a Even as a Protestant I tried to ask “With whom do you caricature of himself, and too small appears equally silly. As a general worship?” rather than “Where do you go to Church?” guide, it should be about the width of your eyes, but this may need slight adjustment if you have long and narrow or more rounded Whatever the precise phrases you use, the important thing features. is that your language reinforces the belief that the Church is a people called to engage in the dynamic activity of love. So there you have it, how to cut a bit of gentlemanly dash when dressing for dinner.

7 Doom & Dante hell. In the role of the Doomdude, one's aim inherently evil. Unlike the souls in Doom, by Lucie Nejman is to shoot anything that moves; at some these souls are not burning with the desire to I cannot say that I have ever played Doom, point therefore one naturally shoots the Pain torture everyone else for eternity; they urge but I've seen other people play it and have Elemental and by doing so releases the Dante not to follow in their footsteps, where drawn the conclusion that Doom, whether nasty-souls-residing-within. The souls come the Doomed lost souls want everyone to intentionally or not, makes an interesting out in the form of horrid little burning skulls suffer like them. In Doom the lost souls theological point. For those who aren't and try to kill you; damned ungrateful. These would be doing the torturing, if they were Doom-savvy, the game involves a little dude souls are so consumed by hate and evil that not busy being tortured. from Mars (actually, I think he's from Earth their only goal is to inflict pain and torture, So as for the question why a loving, merciful but he's currently residing on Mars; preferably unto everyone, for eternity. This is God would damn souls to hell, it may be whatever) who has big guns and goes to Hell not the picture that Dante paints of lost souls useful to think of them as the souls held to save Earth from demonic invasion, as you in the Inferno. Damned souls in the Inferno inside the Pain Elemental, rather than the do. I am particularly intrigued by the Pain often evoke emotions of sympathy; one is souls of Dante's friends in the Inferno. I Elemental, who may be called a “theological inclined to feel sorry for them as they appear would then say that, on this view, Doom is demon”. The Pain Elemental harbours inside to be people who made a few wrong choices more conducive to a Catholic understanding itself lost and eternally tortured souls, thus and found themselves in hell. Point being, than Dante; namely that the souls that are in representing the lost souls burning away in they do not necessarily come across as being hell are there of their own free will.

Album of the Month: Fall Out Boy: Save Rock and Roll [Released: April 24, Island]

“You are what you love, not who loves you. In a world full of the word ‘yes’, I’m here to scream no.”

It’s two months after Save Rock and Roll’s release, and I must admit, 15000 spins later this record still ain’t getting old. It’s not as though SR&R is flawless; in fact, it’s quite obvious just what’s wrong with this record, but for a huge Fall Out Boy fan like myself, all of the album’s problems are excusable. Four years in the coming, “The Phoenix” opens the album symphonically, with an urgency that the band hasn’t exerted since “Thriller” on 2007’s Infinity on High. Comeback single “My Songs Know What You Did In The Dark (Light ‘Em Up)” is a glam rock dance-off, while “Alone Together” could fit on a Maroon 5 record. “Where Did the Party Go” is a dancy tongue-in-cheek song, reminiscent of classic FOB lyricism but sporting a new sound. “Just One Yesterday” instantly reminded me of Adele’s “Rolling in the Deep”, but luckily enough the song grows unique after the chorus hits. “The Mighty Fall” is a funky number that could’ve fitted on the band’s last record, 2008’s Folie à Deux, with a rapped verse courtesy of Big Sean. “Miss Missing You” is an 80’s sounding synth-pop song, while “Death Valley” explores dubstep territory. “Young Volcanoes” is the acoustic campfire song that’s gonna blow up the mainstream scene; I can already feel it. “Rat a Tat”, featuring the wild Courtney Love, is an aggressive attack on the blandness of the mainstream music scene today. The closing titular track, though, is where SR&R triumphs: a piano anthem featuring Elton John and the London Symphony Orchestra, as well as a sample taken from their 2003 single “Chicago is So Two Years Ago”. As Patrick cries, “Oh no we won’t go, we don’t know when to quit,” it’s clear as day that Fall Out Boy are back, for better or worse. The thing to remember, if the record happens to disappoint you, is that with such a long break, Fall Out Boy were destined to be hated no matter what material came out of Album #5; what they did by redirecting their sound was a brave move, and a successful one, too. For all it’s worth, this album won’t save rock and roll, but it will remind us all of how fun it is to have Fall Out Boy back. Check out: “Young Volcanoes”, “Save Rock and Roll”, “The Phoenix” Rating: 3.5/5 Reviewed by Joshua Woolnough.

Concert Review: Tame Impala

Nigh two full moons ago a small mob of first and second year Campionites went on a little excursion to the Hordern Pavillion to watch what this completely un-opinionated, totally objective fanatic would call one of the sickest concerts played in psychedelic rock history. Putting aside the fact that this fanatic hasn’t been to a psychedelic rock concert before, Perth band Tame Impala rocked out the crowds on the 3rd of May to cosmic proportions, after Melbourne band Midnight Juggernauts played out a head-turning support line-up. Starting with the woozy beats of the song ‘Music To Walk Home By’ from their 2012 album Lonerisms, the mosh crowd went frenzy when the two songs that made JJJ’s hottest top 10 2012 selection, ‘Elephant’ (#7) and ‘Feels Like We Only Go Backwards’ (#9) played consecutively towards the latter part of the night. The line-up was fantastic; the only flaw I saw for the night was the absence of a favourite song called ‘Desire Be Desire Go’ from the 2010 Innerspeaker album, which is easily compensated for by the quality and selection of that night’s performance. For Beatles fans like myself, this band has a style of sound that can easily be attributed to those weird-but-cool 70’s albums such as The Magical Mystery Tour or Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band (moreover, lead-singer Kevin Parker does have quite a notably Lennonish timbre). Currently touring Europe, the band will release a much anticipated album by the end of the year. A top notch concert. Reviewed by Frank Winkels.

8 The Great Gatsby [Rated: M (Brief nudity and infrequent violence]

I must preface this review by restating what I believe to be one of the unique qualities of the Sextant Film Reviews in recent times; that is, we do not produce flippant opinion pieces loaded with sporadic references to fragments of pop culture and the faces behind it. Instead we present, or at least strive to present, well rounded reviews based upon the usual criteria of visual art and story telling, as well as the contemporary social and cultural context surrounding each film. Furthermore, we assure you that our choices as to which films we review are quite premeditated, driven by a de- sire to illuminate those great or horrible stories which have either slid under the [m]ad men's radar or been so integrated into our lifestyles as to be forgotten. That being said, we're not particularly hunting for "indie" films either. (As David Fincher once said: "People always ask why I don't make independent movies. I do make independent movies - I just make them at Sony and Paramount.") And so it is with great reluctance that I give you this brief review of one of the most popular films of 2013. Every Dick and Jane feels they have some innate sense of ownership over The Great Gatsby simply because they were required to read it in their Year 10 English unit. Fortunately, Baz Luhrmann does not appear to be one of these; he reportedly spent several years committed to researching Fitzgerald and his works before attempting the first stages of script writing - and it shows. The portrayal of characters is near perfect (in the case of Tom Buchanan, he is arguably less two-dimensional than his literary counterpart), and the suffocating sights and sounds of the dying American Dream are conveyed mercilessly. The main concerns of skeptics such as myself - the potential glorification of Gatsby's empty lifestyle and the use of Jay-Z in the aristocratic scenery of Long Island - were alleviated by Di Caprio's professionalism and the fulfilling of Luhrmann's prophecy that such a soundtrack would make the story feel "immediate and dangerous." But overwhelming many of these positive aspects is the tragic reality that no film will ever appreciate the subtleties of Fitzgerald's masterpiece without either making an awkward mess of them or completely neglecting them. In the case of Luhrmann, the significance of those famous symbols of Dr T. J. Eckleburg, the green light, and even the windswept white curtains in the Buchanan's home were rammed down our throats like a high school teacher with nothing more to offer. Such shots and their narration were awkward, tacky, and replayed more times than necessary. I give the cast and crew their due respect for attempting to bring this timeless criticism of modernity to the movie-going masses, but the true tragedy here lies in the hopelessness of the film itself.

Verdict: 6/10 Reviewed by Georgina von Marburg

Tim Burton’s most Underrated and Overrated Films Reviewed by Kaitlyn Bryans.

Overrated: Underrated: Edward Scissorhands Big Fish (1990) PG. (2003) PG.

For your consideration, the For your consideration, the best most overrated of all Tim Tim Burton film you have never Burton and Johnny Depp heard of. This is a story of a son’s collaborations. This movie journey to know more about his stars a young Johnny Depp as dying father through the tall tales Edward Scissorhands, a of his father’s past. All his life, Ed reclusive creation made by an Bloom was a story teller, and if the inventor (Vincent Price), who stories were true, Ed (Ewan dies before replacing the scissors which grace the ends of McGregor and Albert Finney) has done everything. Yet, all the tall his arms with actual hands. After being found and taken in tales seem to take a toll on his son Will Bloom (Billy Crudup) who by a housewife, Edward tries to make his way in society for just wants to know a little truth about his father before his father better or worse. As arguably one of Burton’s more famous passes away. Though this movie is centered around a look at a films, this has to be, by far, the most overrated. Indeed, father/son dynamic, it also contains so much more: love, maybe it is in being desensitized to seeing Johnny Depp’s adventure, magic, and surrealism. Superbly acted and supremely lovely features being covered and marred by excessive told, this whimsical journey through one man’s life is an altogether makeup, but the eccentric acting, the loose plot, and the magical story. Indeed, it is hardly recognizable as a Tim Burton horribly unsatisfying ending leave something to be desired. movie, yet it hones all that is good about this director, creating a As a whole, this movie seems to be more of a final film piece of quality, authentic film. One of the least known and least school project rather than a film which many people can successful films in Burton’s filmography, it is also the most down- base their opinions of Burton and Depp upon. In my to-earth. It doesn’t matter what you think of Burton’s other films; opinion, all the cultish hype and praise which this movie if you enjoy a good story with magical elements, this movie is for seems to always receive is largely misplaced. you. Verdict: 4/10 Verdict: 9/10

9 She smiled at Him. "We had some good times." Coffee Time He nodded. by Thomas Westenberg "I'll miss you." "No you won't." (Part Three of Three) It was true, She wouldn't. In fact, She was looking forward to leaving. Editor’s Note: No changes have been made to grammar and punctuation at the author’s request. Her grandfather's grandfather clock ticked away in the hall. "Do you want the house?" He sat with a coffee, sucking on the rim of His cup. "Not really." He shrugged. "I think I'll go to Rome." "I'm leaving." She said. "I always wanted to go there." "Okay." He agreed. "I know." She poured Herself a cup and sat down. "This is awful. How old is it?" She sighed. He thought. "I put it on this morning." "Ugh." She kept sipping. It was late, the moon was shining in through the windows; She always preferred moonlight to electric light. It was time to make decisions, and He was almost finished with His cup. She got up and poured the remains of Her coffee down the "Where will you go?" sink, He swirled the dregs of His. The cup went into the "Greece maybe." dishwasher, and She checked Her hair in the perfectly "Ah, the wine-dark sea." Like her eyes. polished pans. "I remember you said that to me the first time we met." "I'm going to bed." She said, eventually. "No, it was the second." "Fascinating." "I thought it was the first." "Don't be sarcastic, it doesn't suit you.” "It wasn't." "It suits me just fine." "Don't be like this." The kitchen was Pretty. It had been decorated in pastels and "Like what?" white, with matching appliances. The cupboard was broken, They glared, and He said. "I never liked your eyes anyway." and neither of them could be bothered fixing it, but He had "That's mature." come up with the Bright Idea of hanging a picture from the "Goodbye." handles. They couldn't open the door, but this way no visitors She sighed one last time, and They never saw each other noticed. again. Pomegranates Speck the Altar Boy A Soliloquy by Therese Schaefer by Margaret Ahern For some reason, everyone pictures the Tree of Knowledge of Good and Evil as an apple tree. Why is that? Certainly the Bible doesn't say anything about an apple. Just 'the fruit of the tree'. So I suppose it could have been anything. Although I don't know what the climate was like wherever Eden was situated.

Even though the whole 'forbidden apple' thing has really caught on in literary circles, thus lending this hitherto unassuming fruit an air of mystery and seduction, who says it was an apple? Apples are too innocent and wholesome-looking. Not terribly fascinating. Although I suppose they might have been to someone who had never seen them before. And eating them is so simple - just pick one and bite it.

Pomegranates, on the other hand, are more complicated. Who says it wasn't a pomegranate that Eve picked and offered to Adam? You can't just bite them, and then once you cut them you have all those seeds to contend with. Do you awkwardly eat them one at a time? Or just go ahead, regardless of the pith? And then the juice gets everywhere and makes everything sticky and annoying. The point is, pomegranates just seem a more likely fruit on which to hang the salvation of mankind. Far more exotic and suspicious. I might believe someone who told me that a pomegranate would tell me secrets, if only I would break the rules and eat one. I can imagine there being a an exhilarating sense of wrongdoing involved.

Apples just look so guileless. But perhaps therein lies the sting. Surely there can't be any harm in those things, thought Eve. Maybe that's why she went ahead. Did she really believe that one bite of something so inocuous held all the knowledge of good and evil? Or did she just shrug her shoulders at the serpent's prompting, thinking in idle curiosity, "May as well?" Pick one, bite it; no big deal.

Tradition is probably right about the apple thing. People seldom end up on the path of perdition by choice, boldly setting out to live a life of vice and corruption. Some do, going after the biggest pomegranates they can find. But so many more lack the daring or the vision. They go for the apples, not too big, not too bad, fairly respectable-looking, just doing one average, not-so-nice thing after another, and thinking all the while, "Where's the harm?" CS Lewis was right when he said that the road to hell was the wide one, sloping slowly and imperceptibly downward with no sudden turnings, no signposts. Lines blur, tolerances broaden, and the wide, well-paved, respectable path winds down and 10 down. Did humanity fall by a pomegranate? Far more likely that it fell by an apple. Above: Olivia Badman, Cara Hladik, Sarah Park, and Anna Mathai enjoy the experience of the great outdoors on May’s 4WD trip.

Below: Liam Reeves makes a splash during the trip with his impressive Toyota 4Runner.

11 Above: Students enjoy a fantastic view on the roof of St Mary’s Cathedral, courtesy of the Bell Expedition arranged by Caleb Saunders.

Below: The ladies who attended the Chivalric Dinner on June 20th trade decorum for frivolity. (See pg. 3)

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