A Christmas holiday and a universal message.
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“One said to me, guileless [“tout simplement”], ‘Who wouldn’t have?’”
Jean-Luc paused, waited a few moments. He signaled to one of his deputies to go into a carol, popular in French Reformed as well as Catholic communities, the youth started it, the young women joined in and then everyone. It probably exists in English too, but I always remember it in French — “Il est né le divin enfant…” Then he mentioned again, with only a slight tone of if-it-matters-to-anyone, that since nos pétites soeurs catholiques (“our little Catholic sisters,” with just a grain of irony that none of us kids picked up until we talked about it many years later) were going to Midnight Mass, he proposed to join them. Everybody went, and I can assure you, the next day everyone in that cabin thought about the weapons of the spirit, even the little kids who could scarcely sense what these might be.
Jean-Luc was a focused youth, full of character and purpose. He went on to medical school, I believe, but those of my friends who knew him and his family lost touch as they grew up and went their own ways, and I am not sure what became of him.
No, I take that back, I am quite sure what became of him.
A man of faith in a godless age is hitting Americans where it hurts.
Mr. and Mrs. American Spectator Reader, let P.J. O’Rourke talk sense to your kids.
In Britain, defending your property can get you life.
The debacle of this president’s administration is both a cause and a symptom of the decline of American values. Unless Congress impeaches him, that decline will go on unchecked. An eminent jurist surveys the damage and assesses the chances for the recovery of our culture.
It won’t take long for conservatives to scratch this presidential wannabe off their 2008 scorecard.
The American Christmas, like the songs that celebrate it, makes room for everybody under the rainbow. Is that why so many people seem to be hostile to it?
Was the President done in by the economy, or by the politics of the economy?
H/T to National Review Online