March 2009
The Way, the Truth, and Philip Jenkins
Woody Allen used to joke that he had been kicked out of college for cheating on an…
Surprised by Calvin
In his Letters to Malcolm, C.S. Lewis reminds his fictitious friend about an argument the two of…
Biotech: What to Expect
Over the past fifteen years, the pro-life movement has succeeded in enacting some modest limitations on embryo-destructive…
A Campaign of Narratives
The conventional Beltway wisdom on the 2008 presidential election was summed up, unsurprisingly, by David Broder in…
Israel’s Defense
Israel has seldom impressed the world as much as it did during the 1976 Entebbe Raid, when…
While Europe Slept
In the great cathedrals in Europe, a few people—usually elderly women—can be found at worship. Everybody else…
The Freedom of Heaven & the Freedom of Hell
Woodrow Wilson once remarked that the purpose of the modern university was to make young men as…
What Happened to the Values Voter?
The 2008 presidential campaign was punctuated by pastor controversies. Barack Obama was troubled by Jeremiah Wright, his…
Than Longen Folk to Goon on Pilgrimages
The Canterbury Tales by Geoffrey Chaucer translated by Burton Raffel Modern Library, 672 pages, $36 Chaucer is…
Church Ladies
Catholic and Feminist: The Surprising History of the American Catholic Feminist Movement by mary j. henold university…
Preserving the Law
Augustine and the Jews: A Christian Defense of Jews and Judaism by Paula Fredriksen Doubleday, 512 pages,…
Briefly Noted 226
Abortion Under State Constitutions by Paul Benjamin Linton Carolina Academic , 610 pages, $75 As Rodney Dangerfield…
Minus
Economy of loss: the sly subtraction whereby I give when I have nothing left to give and…
For a Joint Fortieth Birthday
for Barnaby If we’re in the same boat, call it an ark: For forty days and nights”about…
The Republic of Virtue
In Year One, the month of Vintage , time began. Fog hovered above the earth, like an…
Good Grief
You said it, Charlie Brown. Though all we get is grief, They only knock us down To…
Candid Headstone
Here lies what’s left of Michael Juster, A failure filled with bile and bluster. Regard the scuttlebutt…