Bad Catholic
A new, unreleased song from the Catholic-in-all-but-religion (a trifle, really) Mumford & Sons. Love it, be happy, and thank God for good music. If you’re interested: Amazing Grace and Come Thou Font of Every Blessing. Read more
A new, unreleased song from the Catholic-in-all-but-religion (a trifle, really) Mumford & Sons. Love it, be happy, and thank God for good music. If you’re interested: Amazing Grace and Come Thou Font of Every Blessing. Read more
I hated tobacco. I could have almost lent my support to any institution that had for its object the putting of tobacco smokers to death…I now feel that smoking in moderation is a comfortable and laudable practice, and is productive of good. There is no more harm in a pipe than in a cup of tea. You may poison yourself by drinking too much green tea, and kill yourself by eating too many beefsteaks. For my part, I consider that... Read more
Atheists tend to whine (about miracles). They happen too often and not nearly enough. They are far too small and insignificant — like stigmata — and far too cosmic and looming — like the existence of the Universe. They have the annoying habit, as Hitchens pointed out, of largely happening to Catholics. They disdain to take place in climate-controlled, clinical studies, and in general, behave with total disregard for the atheist’s feelings. We’ve all heard the complaint. Perhaps we’ve made... Read more
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A mild follow-up to the unbelievably spicy 5 Things No One Knows Are Ridiculously Catholic, But Should. I’m beginning to develop the belief that you could give me just about anything at all and I could link it to the Holy Roman Catholic Church. And yes, that’s a combox challenge. Up, up and away then: 1. Chief Sitting Bull Somewhere in the bowels of a stoner apparel store, on the clothing rack next to the incense sticks, between a Rage... Read more
There is an assumption the super-hip-liberated man makes upon exposure to Catholic prayer, an assumption I am altogether too familiar with. He sees the kneeling, the folded hands, the bowing, and the posture and thinks — if he is a super-liberated-heathen — “Rebel! Stop cowering and sniveling before your deity! Have you no pride?” and if he is a super-liberated-Christian — “God is love! Stop cowering! He doesn’t care about your posture, or your clothes, he wants a personal relationship with you... Read more
Perhaps I was too naively raised on Tolkien, Lewis, and all the rest, but as a child I took for granted these two truths: That a man would have enemies and that his enemies would be frightening. He would, I assumed, have to muster up some semblance of courage to fight them. It is with surprise – and a vague disappointment, even – that, while I certainly find an enemy in the pro-abortion movement, their most striking characteristic turns out... Read more
This much seems apparent, that if something is normal it needs no justification. As far as I am aware, there are few parades in support of sleeping, falling in love or eating bread, and fewer websites in flagrant support of wearing clothes. Normal things are either self-evidently normal, or they ain’t normal. Thus making an effort to change public attitude towards abortion, as the new campaign My Abortion My Life is doing, fails from the very outset. If abortion were ”a normal... Read more
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