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The Pro-Life Manifesto

June 25, 2022 0 comment
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Camping with Donald and Joe

September 15, 2020 0 comment
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Norbertine Canonesses: The Fourth Wonder of My World

November 5, 2019 0 comment
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The Anti-Abortion Manifesto

September 15, 2019 0 comment
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An Oscar Speech You’ll Never, Ever Hear: Trigger Warning – Truth Zone

February 9, 2019 1 comment
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Civilization in Crisis: Our Lady, Cloistered Nuns and Prayer – A Solution

January 13, 2019 2 comments

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Is Killing A Human Embryo Immoral

by Marcus January 8, 2013
written by Marcus

Or, 50 Ways To Kill Your Baby – The Sequel. The following screenshot from this morning deserves a comment or two. It’s a very important issue.
Embryonic stem cell headlines
I decided to read a few of these links, and others, to see how this news was reported. My comments are in red.

From CNN – “The field of embryonic stem cell research has been highly controversial, because in most cases, the research process involves destroying the embryo, typically four or five days old, after removing stem cells. These cells are blank and can become any cell in the body. Because of the destruction of embryos, most opponents believe this is a moral issue. Supporters of the research point to the potential for saving lives.” [Seems reasonable. We can save lives and the destroyed embryos are only four or five days old. How can this be a moral issue? Just a microscopic mini-hunk of tissue at risk. Right? Maybe not.]

From NBC – “Embryonic stem cells have been the focus of fierce debate since the mid-1990s. Many scientists see them as a watershed in the treatment of serious ailments because they have the potential to grow into any of the body’s cell types, promising the eventual generation of replacement nerve lines and vital organs, including the brain and the heart.

“But anti-abortion activists vigorously oppose the research because the cells come from human embryos and days-old human fetuses, which they contend [my emphasis] are fully human. Many of them want to limit research to stem cells derived from adult tissue, which most researchers contend have less potential to transform into other types of cells.” [Contending that these cells are fully human is a bold statement from the anti-abortion activists. And contending that adult stem cells have less potential? I would have expected the reporter to dig into these two points a bit. If we get this wrong, aren’t we talking about the murder of humans?––not potential humans but humans with potential.]

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January 8, 2013 0 comment
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Nth Degree of Connection

by Marcus January 4, 2013
written by Marcus

We can change the world. You’ve heard that before, but it’s almost a truth with a capital “T.” It’s just a matter of commitment.
Nuclear Bomb
Hear me out.

Just because I woke up in the middle of the night and grabbed my iPhone and excitedly started voice memo-ing about atoms, power, revolution and Kevin Bacon does not mean that I was inspired by God.

Or does it?

To this day, I remain perplexed that the United States of America reelected Barack Obama. In so many ways, his orientation and policies are antithetical to my understanding of America. However, can a majority be wrong or misguided? Of course they can. And the soothsayer in me says that this last election will someday be a classic case study of political misdirection that rivaled the skills of David Copperfield.

The President couldn’t run on his record––in the private sector he probably would have been fired. Yet, because of brilliant and repugnant tactics by his team, he has four more years to social democratize this country and institutionalize quasi anti-American principles––big government, limited freedoms, entitlement dependency, redistribution, religious hostility, family disembowelment, moral diminution, constitutional adventurism, judicial activism, capitalistic restraint, and so on. He’s probably a nice man, but he’s putting America into a figurative death spiral.

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January 4, 2013 0 comment
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Suicide – Created To Live By God

by Marcus January 2, 2013
written by Marcus

My first post in this series of four, “Suicide – A Multidimensional Crisis” is here. My second post, “Suicide – It Begins With Suffering” is here. My third post “Suicide – The How-to Stratagem (Absurd!)” is here.

Praying Hands

During my time of struggle––hopefully the three earlier posts told the story––I would have characterized my life as untethered. I saw myself floating head down far from the earth’s surface, arms outstretched as though I was reaching for someone’s hand. I was only a stick figure, unrealized as a human being. I wasn’t floating in an atmosphere that was quiet and undisturbed but one that was tumultuous.

As the turbulence thrashed me about, as the glass shards of reality wounded me, I floated farther away and I was in danger of leaving the gravitational pull of our planet. Panicked, I prayed that somehow I would find a connection, something or someone who would grasp my hand and stop me from becoming my own planet adrift in the infinite void.

I found that connection. God––the Truth I had always been searching for––grabbed my hand and has never let go. And as I became more accepting of His presence––through prayer––it wasn’t coincidental that I never again wanted for the basics of life. Subtle miracles I like to say. Family and friends and new relationships stepped up to help in so many ways.

I’m going to assume that there are people reading this post (as well as the three earlier ones) who have had thoughts of hurting themselves. It’s an amazingly frightful act to consider and I’m empathetic to your pain. When I think of your agonizing struggles––I’ve been there and never want to go back––with as much honesty and conviction as I can muster, I beg your attention for what I’m about to say.

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January 2, 2013 3 comments
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Suicide – The How-to Stratagem (Absurd!)

by Marcus January 1, 2013
written by Marcus

SuicideMy first post in this series, “Suicide – A Multidimensional Crisis” is here. My second post, “Suicide – It Begins With Suffering” is here.

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I remember the day quite well. It was cold and blustery. I was alone at a friend’s ranch in the boondocks of Wyoming. In terms of isolation, Stanley Kubrick’s The Shining comes to mind.

For the first time, I was about to fantasize about the specifics of killing myself. Why this day and not sooner? Perhaps hopelessness needs time to fester.

Regarding suicide, people think, they plan, and then they acquire the means to do it. And at some point they become resolute and just bide their time for the “right” moment. I never became resolute, never fully committed––God’s grace!––and as some sort of defensive mechanism, my brooding on that day––which you’re about to read––is a combination of cynicism, dark humor, melancholy, sadness, absurdity and God knows what.

By the way, fueled by beer which clearly reduced my inhibitions. I’ve never asked a shrink about this but perhaps I was keeping the unfathomable at arm’s length so my writing wasn’t wretchedly maudlin. Or a ranting against humanity. Or an exercise in victim-hood. Maybe I assumed it would be read so I merely wanted to entertain.

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January 1, 2013 1 comment
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Suicide – It Begins With Suffering

by Marcus December 29, 2012
written by Marcus

I’ve never been able to accurately describe the pain I felt when hopelessness engulfed my entire being––my physical, my mental, my emotional, my spiritual. The despair was a silent but relentless vise that mercilessly crushed my very essence.

Torment

Unfortunately, my state of mind clouded lucid thinking that might have resolved my predicament. Imagine a tomato under a boot. Good options were obliterated under the boot’s heel, the crushing weight of life. The only remaining outcome, undoubtedly a bad and warped one, would be splattered on the sidewalk. Graphic symbolism for self-destruction, don’t you think?

I was suffering but I couldn’t tell anyone. My God, what would they think? You’re that pathetic? You’re that weak? This is what I’d like to talk about in this second post on suicide. Suffering. My first post, “Suicide – A Multidimensional Crisis” can be read here.

Prior to 2009, I was living a nice but passionless life in the mountains of Colorado. I had taken time off from the institutional investing world to play. Consequently, there was a lot of golf, skiing, partying and in retrospect, drifting. Ultimately though, I knew I had to get back to work so I starting looking worldwide in early 2008.

When the summer fun ended and autumn rolled in I had three quasi-offers––two in London (President, Managing Director) and one in the UAE (Managing Director). Things were looking good. I would use my Colorado dream home as a retreat and jump right back into the financial thunderdome. Without missing a beat.

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December 29, 2012 5 comments
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Suicide – A Multidimensional Crisis

by Marcus December 27, 2012
written by Marcus

I’m about to enter an emotional minefield. And it’s uncomfortable. Walking in the redwoods and chatting about my life with a friend is one thing. Reflecting on my spiritual journey through time and space in a book is another. But in the Internet age, revealing a very dark moment in my life can be risky. Very.
SUICIDE
This digital stuff doesn’t disappear. I know it hangs on servers somewhere out there like vampires in the netherworld. But Internet musings have the potential to be like hydrogen atoms from the Big Bang––indestructible, ubiquitous and unfortunately, a shelf life of 14 billion years.

In the beginning of my blogging life––I just passed the four-month anniversary––I decided to be candid about my own experiences in hopes that sharing them would be edifying for others. But to date, I’ve stayed away from one subject.

Suicide––Latin suicidium, from sui caedere, “to kill oneself.” The memories of pondering such an act are none too sweet.

However, since I survived the 12/21/2012 apocalypse and have a new beginning (Excuse me? Nothing happened? The trailer in the Mojave was unnecessary? But I stole it!), and realizing that folks may get melancholy around the holidays, I thought I could shed some light on a more intimate type of destruction; one that is the leading cause of death by injury in the United States.

Suicide––Self murder––Warped Resolution.

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December 27, 2012 10 comments
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God Is Love – Forever And Always

by Marcus December 23, 2012
written by Marcus

Approximately 150 meters above the meandering Ardeche river in France sits an uncharacteristically large limestone cave. Inside, two torches are illuminating a space seventy-five feet from the cave entrance. On the soft clay-like floor, a young woman is pensively cooking meat over a fire, seasoning it with native herbs from the grasslands nearby.
Chauvet Cave
Finely made tools, neatly arranged, rest near a couple of wooden carved animal figurines – their tiny shadows dancing with the flickering light. As the woman turns the meat, she’s humming and adoringly watching the two men in her life scrape the adjacent cave wall clear of debris and concretions. The wall is becoming noticeably lighter and smoother.

The task almost complete, the little one – a boy no older than 4 – hands his father a short stick whose end has been roughly carved into a point. On the earthen floor sits a number of bowls containing pigments derived from ochre, hematite, manganese oxide and charcoal.

The father takes the stick – a smile and glance to the mother of his child as well – and dips its end into the ochre-like substance. He begins to smear an outline of a wild horse on a slight wall protuberance, his son watching every move. The mother comes over, puts her arm around the boy’s shoulder and kisses his head. She says something to the father who nods in agreement.

The beauty of God’s natural creation is being illustrated by skilled hands on a wall in a cave – an artist at work – and reverently observed by a family united in love.

The nearest torch also lights up the adjoining wall which angles in at thirty degrees and connects to their current “canvas.” It is this area where one sees paintings of hyenas, mammoths, panthers and bison – even hand prints. It’s a veritable “museum exhibit” of prehistoric art.

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December 23, 2012 0 comment
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A Marine In Trouble

by Marcus December 20, 2012
written by Marcus

The first week of Recruit Training is exceptionally tough. Sensory overload. Conflicting emotions and thoughts run rampant. This is what transformation is all about.
Marine EmblemJon Hammar wanted to be a Marine and now he would be tested as never before. A lot of guys quit or break or give-up. He didn’t. He became a United States Marine.

I don’t know Mr. Hammer but as a former Marine I have a sense of him.
Over the twelve weeks of initial training, his every waking moment as a recruit was focused on the pursuit of the Eagle, Globe and Anchor––the great emblem of the Corps. Someday he hoped, or prayed, that he’d overcome his fears, endure the discipline, meet the challenges and find the warrior within and be awarded the Marine Corps Emblem. Then, for the very first time, he’d be addressed as Marine.

He would take an oath to support and defend the Constitution, to obey the orders of his superior officers, the President specifically mentioned, and undertake to serve a purpose greater than himself. He would be guided by the values of honor, courage and commitment and be bonded to a motto. Semper Fidelis. To always be faithful to his mission, his fellow Marines, the Corps and his country, no matter what.

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December 20, 2012 1 comment
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Utopian Reverie And Love

by Marcus December 17, 2012
written by Marcus

The webmaster for a preeminent Catholic website and I have had a brief email discussion about humor in evangelization. His site is one of the best online resources for all things Catholic.

Love puzzle

I’m a big fan of humor, don’t see it enough on the top websites and would like to do my small part in expanding its role. The webmaster, whom I’ll call Kevin because that’s a nice name, enjoys humor as well and is open to embracing and supporting more of the funny, quirky, satiric and clever offerings in the Catholic blogosphere. Especially as a counter to bad news. Besides, a substantive lesson uniquely presented has merit. He didn’t quite say it this way but I know that’s what he was thinking. (We’ll see––smiley face.)

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My dog Lani and I are sitting in the grass watching three magnificent thoroughbreds display their agility, speed and spirit. They’re on the other side of the fence in semi wooded bliss; their frenetic bursts don’t last long but they’re a sight to see. If I were insane, I’d attempt to ride Princess bareback; she’d enjoy bucking me off and stomping my body into applesauce––in a playful kind of way. It would be short-sighted, however, because I feed her every day.

I should be enjoying these moments with my dog but I can’t quiet my brain. You see, I’m trying to think how cool it would be to hang with God for the day.

Of course, safe to say that isn’t going to happen in the material, buddy to buddy sense that I’m suggesting.

So maybe the next best thing is to shut my eyes, span the globe and imagine the wonders of His creation.

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December 17, 2012 0 comment
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A Bit Of Fun In Great Snoring

by Marcus December 15, 2012
written by Marcus

A few years back, I made an extended business trip to Europe. Bouncing about in planes, trains and automobiles, I spent a considerable amount of time in Germany, France, Spain, Portugal and the United Kingdom.

The Vicar of Great SnoringNow, if I had to choose a spot to lay low for a bit––let’s say I was an international financier incorrectly fingered for some great crime––and even though I adored France, Paris in particular, the UK would be my choice. There’s just something about the Brits and Scots and Irish and Welsh that make me want to not only live there and embrace their culture––but talk like them as well. No small feat, that last one.

Which reminds me of a certain fellow I just met courtesy of Fr. Longenecker. His name is Humphrey Blytherington, the Vicar of Great Snoring. Delightful. The kind of chap one would eagerly invite to the pub for brew, pleasantries, grins and giggles––a fellow one would most likely call a friend and be over the moon to be introduced as such. I became acquainted with the Vicar this morning as I read with great pleasure Father’s first short story about this nice but dim English country vicar.

The Vicar of Great Snoring is described as follows:

With his formidable wife Daphne at his side, English country vicar, Humphrey Blytherington, bumbles through village life, confounding the critics, making unlikely friends and unexpected enemies before triumphing against all odds. In the Humphrey Blytherington stories the wacky wit of Wodehouse and the anarchic satire of Tom Sharpe jostles with the arcane machinations of the Church of England.

I enjoyed my introduction to the Vicar––found the book to be clever, warm-hearted and a tasty sliver of English life. And the characters that inhabit this charming nook of England are far from sleep-inducing. Quite the contrary old boy. One could develop quite an affection for this lot.

The e-book version of the short story is published here.

Fr. Longnecker’s terrific blog is here.

December 15, 2012 1 comment
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