From my diary

I’ve received the final chunk of the Vita Compilata of St Nicholas of Myra.  There are only a couple of queries, which I have sent over to the translator.  He is currently busy with the Eastern Orthodox season of Lent; but when I get them back, I will go through the whole text, revise it, and make it freely available here and elsewhere.

Anybody who uses the contact form on this blog will find that I have added a “recaptcha” thing to it.  I loathe them myself; but some cyber-criminal has discovered it and has been abusing it to send me spam.  So… I have to do this.

Germany has passed an internet censorship law, under the pretence of “anti-hate”.  According to TechDirt, it has had the predictable consequence that opposition politicians are being arrested, and even those complaining about the German PM, or even the new law itself.  Sadly such efforts are not lacking anywhere at the moment.

While politicians are endlessly eager to imprison the expression of opinion, they seem unconcerned about spam.  Dealing with spam consumes all of our time, including mine.  The cost to the economy of diverting so much productive labour must be considerable.  I could wish that our rulers were less concerned with name-calling and more with crime.

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Syriac Life of Shenoute, by Anthony Alcock

Anthony Alcock has emailed another text for which he has made an English translation.  This time it is the Syriac version of the Life of Shenoute.  It’s here:

As ever, it is great to have this. Thank you!

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From my diary

This morning I  have received another chunk of the translation of the Vita Compilata of St Nicholas of Myra.  This is going well, and the end is not so far distant now.

I’ve not been able to blog at all lately.  But I have a nice backlog of blog article ideas to work on when I get a moment (which will probably be at Easter – only a month away now!)

I’m working away from home at the moment.  But I’ve been having difficulties with my hotel.  It’s hard to blog when you don’t get much sleep!  Naturally I ask to be put in the quiet section of the hotel.  The problem arises when some chap who works nights arrives.  These gentry are not quite and sensitive souls, but they do want to sleep in the daytime.  So they always ask to be put in the quietest part of the hotel, where all the light sleepers are.  Then at 4am they get up and slam the doors and wake up all the other guests.

Maybe all of life is like that!

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