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Progress in Research: Chapter Four, Page Thirteen

It’s only reasonable to expect nuns to take action when it’s required. This calls for something a step up from the metal ruler…

Mother Superior Euphemia tasers Willlie in response to his blasphemy.

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A taser, eh? I guess Willie (and Waite) are lucky that Mother Superior Euphemia wasn’t armed like this:

Found on the tumblr alanralph

and attributed to artist Matt Dixon.

Progress in Research: Chapter Four, Page Twelve

Willie kicks it up a notch.

Willie blasphemes in style

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I was never all that good at parsing the finer points of hamartiology, but to the best of my ability to determine, abuse of a monstrance isn’t quite the no-no that desecration of the host is, but I can still understand why a group of combat nuns would find it irritating. Well, if you’re going to blaspheme, might as well do it in style, or so goes the saying.

Quasi-demotivator foundhere.

Progress in Research: Chapter Four, Page Eleven

Off on a blasphemous mission…

Willie, wearing Waite's body, invades the Magdalene Chapel

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And we all recognize the merry tune Willie sings as he does so, right? Well, in case not…

That one never gets old, at least not for me.

Progress in Research: Chapter Four, Page Six

Willie descends into the steam tunnels with a cunning plan.

Willie, wearing Waite's body, descends into the underworld

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A descent into the underworld requires an appropriate image.

John Roddam Spencer Stanhope (1829-1908), Orpheus and Euridyce, date unknown to me

Found here.

Progress in Research: Chapter Four, Page Five

Willie wakes up a little earlier than scheduled, and is annoyed.

Willie wakes up after having been slipped a mickey.

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Willie might be feeling a bit like the central figure in Henri de Toulouse-Lautrec’s The Drinker right about now.

We’ve all been there.

Progress in Research: Chapter Three, Page Twenty-Six

It is convenient in so many ways for Professor Waite to maintain a couch in her office.

Willie feels the effects of getting slipped a mickey by Professor Waite.

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The imagery of the opium den seems appropriate for Willie being slipped a mickey.

Léon Busy, autochrome photograph, Vietnam circa 1915

Found here, together with a discussion of an interesting controversy in which this particular photograph got involved.

Progress in Research: Chapter Three, Page Twenty-Five

Should the moral here be, don’t drink and do mad science?

Willie is offered a drink before an experiment with Waite.

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But wine is such an inducement, especially when offered by a pretty woman! An appropriate companion illustration.

Caesar van Everdingen (1617-1678), Nymphs Offering the Young Bacchus Wine, Fruit and Flowers (1670-8)

Found here.

Progress in Research: Chapter Three, Page Four

Maureen goes in search of cooler tools.

Maureen goes a-looking for a shotgun microphone.

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It reflects a curious shift in culture, that whereas the word “passion” in ordinary English speech suggests something hot and sexy (“Dick and Jane were burning with passion for one another”) or at least enjoyably engaging (“Fred has a great passion for model trains”) the Latin noun from which it is derived, passio actually means suffering. Hence the meaning of “the passion of Christ.” It did not mean his interest in either Jane or model trains.

The forces of justice finally catch up with a notorious troublemaker

Albrecht Dürer (1471-1528), The Arrest of Christ

I fear I have little to add on the matter of the Passion of Christ, except for an apocryphal story about Oscar Wilde. Wilde was given for his Greek examination at Magdalen College the exercise of translating viva voce from the Passion according to St. Matthew. As Wilde was a brilliant classisist he was able to translate with great ease and fluency, so much so that a few verses in he was halted by his examiners.

“Thank you, Mr. Wilde. That is quite sufficient.”

“Oh please, do let me go on,” begged Wilde. “I want to see how it ends.”