The Canaries of Lattimer

As the US prepares to celebrate Labor Day, remember the holiday's true meaning. The man at the head of the column carried an American flag. He was Slovak. He worked underground for a company that owned his house, employed his doctor, and ran the store where he bought his flour. On the morning of Friday,... Continue Reading →

The Pews Filled Up Anyway

A priest in Quincy, a monk in Minnesota, and a chaplain in Brussels all asked the same question: what does the distance from the altar to the street reveal? Thomas Merton helps answer it, and the story begins in Quincy, Illinois. In the summer of 1886, a thirty-two-year-old priest stood upon the altar of St.... Continue Reading →

Words For The Wind by Fr Charles Niblick

My friend, a well-known pastoral theologian in the public sphere here in the greater Chicagoland area, used to write a column in the parish bulletin titled โ€œWords for the Wind.โ€ Since retiring, he has decided to revive this column here on Facebook. He will share his thoughts, literature, poetry, insights into church life, and other... Continue Reading →

The Stranger on the Tigris

Why comparative religion became a survival skill in the age of artificial intelligence He had handed his revolver to the captain, tried to run at the last landing, and been tied up in the cabin for it. The steamer was somewhere on the Tigris below Baghdad, carrying him back under guard. German rivals working the... Continue Reading →

The Board with Two Sets of Rules

What a disregarded inventor, a debate season, and Gil Durรกnโ€™s The Nerd Reich teach us about building guardrails for the autonomous revolution. In 1903, a stenographer in Washington, DC, filed a patent for a board game she had been testing on the porches of a single-tax colony in Arden, Delaware. Her name was Elizabeth Magie. She was... Continue Reading →

Fifty-Two Million Characters

Why the autonomous revolution needs comparative religion more than another ethics framework In 1236, the government of Korea was living on an island. Five years earlier, Mongol cavalry crossed the northern border, forcing King Gojongโ€™s court to leave the mainland capital for Ganghwa, a tidal island safe from the horsemen. On the mainland, the invaders... Continue Reading →

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