Over at RealClearReligion, Jeffrey Weiss thinks the fuss over Tim Tebow’s broken engagement at First Baptist Dallas doesn’t “make a lick of sense.” I beg to differ.
Let the record show that Terry Mattingly has admitted making a mistake. A couple of weeks ago he took the press to task for using the word “resign” to report Pope Benedict’s decision to step down. “Abdicate” was, he claimed, le mot juste. But late last week he allowed as how his shot had been wide [...]
Bill Donohue is up in arms against the New York Times for giving the business to bad Catholic priests while shielding bad rabbis. I fear Bill has overlooked some important coverage.
Chill, Christians. In their “DJesus UnCrossed” skit, the folks at Saturday Night Live were merely acting out the New Testament’s own version of a Tarentino revenge fantasy.
So if Purim is not, as Lauren Markoe reports, the Jewish Halloween, what is it? The Jewish Mardi Gras.
Since we started walking down the contraception mandate road a year ago, clerical opponents of the mandate have embraced the meme that the First Amendment protects not only religious beliefs but also religious practices.
That would Rabbi Debra Cantor, who presides over B’nai Tikvoh-Sholom in Bloomfield, Connecticut. She was participating in the monthly gathering of Women at the Wall (WOW), an organization dedicated to the proposition that adult Jewish women have the right to wear prayer shawls and read from the Torah (a liturgical practice traditionally reserved to adult Jewish men) at the Western Wall of the Temple Mount in Jerusalem.
Mea minima culpa, cries the beleaguered Cardinal Roger Mahony, as he dukes it out with his successor in the See of Los Angeles, Archbishop Jose Gomez. It won’t wash.
To their credit, I think, Colorado’s three Catholic bishops have issued a statement criticizing a Catholic hospital for defending itself against a wrongful death action by arguing in court that because a fetus is not a person under Colorado law it could not be guilty of the death of two fetuses. According to the letter, [...]
Back in the 1950s, my mother, may she rest in peace, refused to let me and my brothers join the Boy Scouts because boys in uniforms reminded her of the Hitler Youth. While I don’t think I suffered permanent damage as a result, I do remain challenged when it comes to tying knots.