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Books
Terrence E. DempseyMarch 31, 2003

In a story carried by National Public Radio on Jan 2 2003 the correspondent Silvia Poggioli reported that 27 years after the death of Francisco Franco there is increasing interest in Spain in uncovering the brutal history of the Franco dictatorship It would seem then that the appearance of th

Books
John B. BreslinMarch 31, 2003

John L rsquo Heureux began his career as a novelist writing about leaving the priesthood in the 70 rsquo s in Tight White Collar and The Clang Birds I was then America rsquo s literary editor and the magazine published reviews of both of them The second book was reviewed by Doris Grumbach as I r

The Word
Dianne BergantMarch 31, 2003

The season of Lent is drawing to its conclusion The hour has come We may think that the hour referred to in John rsquo s Gospel is the hour of Jesus rsquo death It is but the author gives that dreaded hour a most unexpected meaning He claims that the hour of Jesus rsquo death is really the ho

George WeigelMarch 31, 2003

It didn’t happen in France, when the question recently was what to do about chaos in Côte d’Ivoire. It didn’t happen in the European Union in the 1990’s, when the questions were genocide in Rwanda and ethnic cleansing in Bosnia. But it did happen in the United States: for we

News

Bishops’ Conference President on War and Wartime ConductJust before the United States began war with Iraq, the president of the U.S. Conference of Catholic Bishops expressed “deep regret that war was not averted” and called on U.S. troops and their allies to “value the lives

Columns
Valerie SchultzMarch 31, 2003

Two friends have taken their own lives within a short time: one by consuming more of the drugs that were killing her anyway; the other, also enslaved to drugs, who hastened his death with a bullet. The phone rings: there has been a suicide. A life is ended. Just like that.The avoidability of these d

Of Many Things
George M. AndersonMarch 31, 2003

Lent for me evokes the memory of a semi-darkened church on the upper west side of Manhattan. During a Good Friday evening service there 30 years ago, a young man rose from a nearby pew and read a passage from Elie Wiesel’s Night (1958)—an autobiographical account of his experience as a t