Pippin found the sound very pleasant to listen at first; but gradually his attention wavered. After a long time (and the chant showed no sign of slackening) he found himself wondering, since Entish was such an 'unhasty' language, whether they had yet got further than Good Morning; and if Treebeard was going to call the roll, how many days it would take to sing all their names. I wasn't particularly happy with my last post . When I look at its individual elements, I can't see anything irredeemably bad, but the parts don't fit together that well. I think I was going for a kind of braiding essay, but ended up with more of a tangle. I'll let it stand, though. Blogging is a way of thinking through time... a kind of temporal braiding. My main intention in writing it was to emphasize that the skills involved in encountering other peoples' opinions -- in reading discernment , if you will, in honor of St Ignatius whose fea...