Joseph Bottum is the former editor of First Things.

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The New Fusionism

From the June/July 2005 Print Edition

Social conservatives, fiscal conservatives, libertarians, agrarians, communitarians, foreign-policy hawks”who can figure them out? Neocons and theocons and paleocons, to say nothing of soccer-mom Republicans, country-club Republicans, and just plain, garden-variety Republicans: If you read . . . . Continue Reading »

Easter Morning

From the April 2005 Print Edition

Quick as dawn, the dogwoods have raised improbable awnings, christened with rain. Thrusts of witch-hazel, stands of rue, and there- there , across the stream, in the shade of those dark-lichened rocks- white phlox and geranium strain to reach the angled light. One bright morning, a clean April day, . . . . Continue Reading »

Tardy

From the March 2005 Print Edition

We never exactly mean to dawdle or let the day slip by. I stopped at the pond for just a moment to see if the mallards would try the corn I’d found for them last evening. I didn’t stay too long. But times moves slower near to water, the lazy current strong. And there are fish to watch . . . . Continue Reading »

The Threshold of Verse

From the May 2004 Print Edition

The Poetry of John Paul II-Roman Triptych: Meditations Translated by Jerzy Peterkiewicz United States Conference of Catholic Bishops. 40 pp. $19.95 Poland went through something of a golden age of poets in the second half of the twentieth century, and I’ve always suspected that Zbigniew . . . . Continue Reading »

The End of the Pius Wars

From the April 2004 Print Edition

Who, even among scholars in the field, could keep up with the flood of attacks on Pius XII that began in the late 1990s? John Cornwell gave us Hitler’s Pope , and Michael Phayer followed with The Catholic Church and the Holocaust . David Kertzer brought charges against Pius XII in The Popes . . . . Continue Reading »

Laodicea

From the August/September 2003 Print Edition

I burn for all good heresy in this ungodly town. If I had any hope to raise I’d tear cathedrals down. I’d show the bishop priestly crimes except that he is blind. I’d damn the Protestants to hell if only they would mind. George Fox rebuked our dainty tread by kicking off his . . . . Continue Reading »