When the German Synodal Way declares that it knows better than God about what makes for righteous living, happiness, and ultimate beatitude, it is behaving exactly like Adam and Eve, Naaman before his conversion, and the Nazarenes. Continue Reading »
“This is the main road God takes to come to us: our recognition of our own ignorance.” So said Stephen of Muret, a medieval hermit and purported founder of the Grandmontine order of monks that disappeared in the eighteenth century. The idea that wisdom comes from admitting our own ignorance was . . . . Continue Reading »
Political discretion on the world stage can never be an excuse for local bishops to avoid speaking the truth, and—worse—to decline to provide counsel and encouragement to faithful Catholic public officials seeking their support. Continue Reading »
Is our “sweet land of liberty” really all about grown men dressing up as hyper-sexualized caricatures of women, taking over the public square, and insisting that society celebrate them? Continue Reading »
The Rainbow Reich and its agenda of cultural deregulation is the natural partner to the most ambitious programs of economic deregulation, which is why corporate American embraces it. Both destroy protections of the weakest and most vulnerable in the name of “freedom.” Continue Reading »
If the Pride flag cannot even hold together the community for which it claims to stand, how can it possibly offer a stable vision for a nation and its national culture? Continue Reading »
The time is coming, perhaps soon, when our elites will suppress the American flag and wave all the more insistently the rainbow substitute. Continue Reading »
In June 1970, America’s first gay pride parades hit the streets. Four U.S. cities—New York, Los Angeles, Chicago, and San Francisco—hosted crowds ranging from several hundred to a few thousand marching with homemade signs declaring “pride,” “power,” and “liberation.” Like . . . . Continue Reading »
An avalanche of reckless thoughts keeps usApart. I’ll find excuses when, by chance,We meet between distractions. Let’s not fussAbout my guarded habits. Our romanceSeemed fine, at first, until you sought to knowMy hidden self: the hurts, the fears, the shameOf past mistakes. Why should I stoop to . . . . Continue Reading »