A list of lists celebrating/bemoaning/lambasting/lamenting the year and the decade. Some deal with the Café’s usual concerns; some don’t. But they all share the common trait of looking over one’s shoulder at a significant moment on the calendar before one looks ahead.
In the recent tax deal, modest support for middle class Americans was combined with massive tax cuts for the rich. This is unfair: the rich don’t need the help. It is also inefficient: the rich will save rather than spend their tax cuts, so that cutting their taxes yields little stimulus per dollar of deficit. Can citizens adjust their conduct to counteract such wrong policy?
Are Catholic bishops making decisions best made by patients and physicians? And if so, should the government be supporting hospitals in which this occurs with your tax dollars?
The person who made the crucial conjunction between the religion of the settlers and the mass of the African people was a Yoruba receptive, Samuel Ajayi Crowther, the foremost churchman of nineteenth-century Africa and a pioneer of the cause in his native Nigeria.
The Christmas rant is over again,
we’ve heard about the one true meaning,
not to be confused with holiday happenings
of home and hearth, of kith and kin.
But what if this is a sad division?
And I say it is. May it cease.
James Naughtie writes, The idea of a new translation was meant to be an instrument for sorting out the wild politics of the Church of
IHOP v. IHOP, Polygamy and drinking, Tea Party astro-turfed, New Humanist takes on L. Ron Hubbard, biggest return to education starts at birth.
The survey found that even after controlling for other kinds of demographic and geographic variables, Americans who say that religion is an important part of daily life and that they attend religious services weekly also report having much healthier habits than people who self-identify as moderately religious or nonreligious.
“It has to be the King James version, of course. Modern translations break the spell as surely as a sounding brass or a tinkling cymbal.” – Richard Dawkins
In many churches in New Orleans I see some face I have met in prison, some one with whom I have pleaded, some one whose pledge I have taken. My work has not stopped here. I have gone to the judge and pleaded for leniency.