The scene had a loopy, feckless, cosplay pathos about it. Then I discerned the menace. I came face-to-face not with the dictatorship of the proletariat, but with the dictates of the phone-atariat.

I alternate my Sunday Mass going equally between a Traditional Latin Mass church in downtown Montreal and a boisterous French-speaking Novus Ordo parish on the West Island.

Earlier this February, the sovereigns of social media were summoned to Washington, D.C., for what the wise woman of American mainstream media, Peggy Noonan, described in her column as a ritual denunciation and show of outrage by the U.S. SenateöÏÓãÊÓƵapp judiciary committee.

The last week of September felt like a time to be remembered for Catholic journalism in Canada.

QuebecöÏÓãÊÓƵapp Catholic bishops deserve heartfelt commendation for their courage and conviction though the gesture demonstrating it was doomed  to be ignored  before they even made it.

öÏÓãÊÓƵapp mid-way through his speech at what conceivably might be his last CardinalöÏÓãÊÓƵapp dinner, Toronto Archbishop Thomas Collins paused and seemed to lean into the podium just after articulating the word homeless.

I once interviewed the Irish Times columnist and author John Waters, a very devout and public Catholic, about changes roiling through Irish society that were creating pressures to amend the Constitution in areas such as abortion and gay marriage. I noted that despite the ChurchöÏÓãÊÓƵapp long dominance over Irish politics, an equally long-standing antipathy toward it could be found in figures such as James Joyce.

Pretty much a primary requirement for all-candidate debates in any election is that a government candidate be there to debate why the government should be re-elected.

Writing last week in the Jesuit publication America, associate editor Jim McDermott posed a 30-word query that should become the reflection-starter of our time.

Be careful with words spoken in a hyper-sensitive age