Denis McDonough, White House chief of staff, believes that Barack Obama is "the most Catholic of presidents." McDonough apparently made the claim during a conversation with Obama's former senior advisor David Axelrod on his podcast,
Cardinal Malcolm Ranjith, archbishop of Colombo in Sri Lanka, does not like Christmas trees. According to The Tablet, the archbishop protested the construction of what will be the world's tallest Christmas tree in Sri Lanka's
It is no longer legal in Texas to throw babies in trash cans, dumpsters, drains or landfills. Effective December 19, when H.B. 2 goes into effect, clinics which perform abortions will be required to bury or
Some days one idea catapults into another, with the result that the sublime slams headlong into the ridiculous, producing a flaming nonsequitur of a blog post. Today is one of those days. I read that
I had a dream that I went grocery shopping. I was pushing my cart along the aisle, when the butcher stepped out from behind the meat counter, his hands still clad in plastic gloves, the
Good news today from the Thomas More Society in Chicago! The nonprofit public interest law firm has been helping the Missionary Sisters of St. Charles Borromeo in their fight against Club Allure, a strip club
Is there no end to the protests? For four nights, anti-Trump protesters have marched in cities across America. Organized by MoveOn.org, the anarchist group funded by anti-American billionaire George Soros, the angry Hillary supporters--some of
Lieut. William Funchess Lieutenant William Funchess leaned forward in his chair, recounting a story he’s told many times before–a story of harsh beatings and cold nights, long marches and cruel guards, and the
There have been rumblings on the Internet in the last day regarding changes to now-President-Elect Donald J. Trump's website. "See?" say some cynics I know. "He lied about being pro-life. He's already deleted that plank from
Does anyone know where the love of God goes When the waves turn the minutes to hours… –Gordon Lightfoot, “The Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald” It was circa July 1973, and my husband and I—young, free-wheeling
