it’s also exactly on-brand for the holiday: what starker example of “Freaky Friday” inversion of social order is there than the Incarnation, and as the child of

it’s also exactly on-brand for the holiday: what starker example of “Freaky Friday” inversion of social order is there than the Incarnation, and as the child of an itinerant nobody at the ass-end of the world, to boot? And this, proclaimed as good news. I feel like we’ve lost something important in the loss of this yearly moment of re-enactment of incarnation’s radical weirdness and challenge to establishment; the 14th century cleric’s remarks in the article seem pretty wise. Don’t wine skins and barrels burst very often if the air-hole is not opened from time to time? We too are old barrels.