I went over to the Vatican embassy today in Washington. It looked like a ghost town.
But I finally detected some stirring of souls at the embassy, after waving at the security cameras and ringing the chancery doorbell. Might Archbishop Pierre, the nuncio, help a journalist evaluate Archbishop Vigano’s Wuerl claims by letting him look at documents from the nunciature’s files, I wondered? Vigano says the confirming documents are sitting in the DC embassy. And didn’t Francis just say he is surrendering this issue to journalists?
Well, I guess it is not to be today. No sooner had I wandered away from the front door than two nuns popped out, fled to their cars, and sped away. I waved at one of them as she hastily put her shades on. But she was in no mood to fulfill the words of the renowned catechist Donald Wuerl and “meet me where I am at.”
