I'm Back, Sort Of...

I would like to re-join the blogging world, but I am approaching it like I approach a cold pool. I'll put a foot in and see how it feels. Once the foot is not freezing, I'll put my leg in up to the knee. You get the picture.

I just spent a little over two years writing a book for Ignatius Press. The working title is "The Sound of Silence" and it is a memoir of my friendship with Fr. Paul Mankowski, SJ, of happy memory. The book is full of emails that passed between us and we both did love a good rant, so I should have a lot of ranting out of my system, but it doesn't work that way. I won't live long enough to have all of the ranting out of my system. St. John the Baptist did a lot of ranting. For that matter, so did Jesus.

There is plenty to rant about these days. The world is a cesspool and the Church doesn't seem to be much better. Many of the things that I loved are now gone from the world: manners, logic, and a love for the Truth. I used to say that we were living in a post-Truth society, but we have now reached the point where we are living in an anti-truth society. The things that used to comfort me are gone: book stores are gone, movies are all horrible, and now the president is coming for my gas stove. These are not hard times. These are INSANE times. We have a president who hates the country and a pope who hates Catholicism. How is a normal person to live in times such as these? That is what I'm working my way through right now. I wish I could go back in time, but no one has invented a time machine yet. (To my knowledge.) 

Flannery O'Connor said it perfectly in Wiseblood: "“Where you come from is gone, where you thought you were going to never was there, and where you are is no good unless you can get away from it.” I have been finding ways to get away from it. I will be blogging about those in the days to come.