I am sad for France of course, for the journalists and the others who died. But mainly I am sad for mankind. For the person who got shot, but also for him who fired.
The via pulchritudinis is never far from me in my life as a Catholic, and it has been particularly with me lately as I’ve listened to Eventide by Voces8.
It's striking how many priests and bishops famous for quoting papal documents ad nauseam seem unable even to pronounce the name of Francis’s apostolic exhortation.
At stake for the Dutch in the controversy over representations of St. Nicholas's black assistant: memory, a nation’s pride, and standards of inclusion and kindness.