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For all the talk about global warming what we’re now seeing is a freezing trend thatöÏÓãÊÓƵapp producing an ice sheet over SatanöÏÓãÊÓƵapp lake of fire. We know this is happening because events long thought possible only when the underworldöÏÓãÊÓƵapp climate turned entirely upside down — when hell froze over — have become the order of the day.

With two decisions this spring, the Supreme Court of Canada set laudable boundaries between the necessarily neutral state and the exercise of religious freedom.

ThereöÏÓãÊÓƵapp a moment in Al PacinoöÏÓãÊÓƵapp new film Danny Collins when the eponymous character, alone in his dressing room, touches the ornate Cross nested in his ancient rock star chest hair. The gesture is cinematic sleight of hand.
In the next frame, Collins uncaps the crucifix and pours out a few lines of cocaine to put up his nose so his show can go on. The sign of our faith, in the fingers of a pop icon, turns into yet another clever cache for the pursuit of becoming comfortably numb.

The day the Supreme Court released its decision in the case involving MontrealöÏÓãÊÓƵapp Loyola High School, I thought it was merely more judicial zaniness on offer.

A country that deems it progressive to kill your grandmother but conservative for the state to dictate your choice of hat might be going, in a technical sense, nuts.

A friend who attended a commemoration Mass at a church in MontrealöÏÓãÊÓƵapp Villeray neighbourhood at the end of February e-mailed me this compelling observation shortly afterward.

In 35 years of journalism, I’ve had two significant encounters with jailhouse views of life and death. Memories of both came back sharply standing in CanadaöÏÓãÊÓƵapp Supreme Court earlier this month when nine justices declared doctor-assisted killing legal.

The great Catholic journalist Malcolm Muggeridge said there is nothing more pathetic than a ruling class on the run. Well, maybe there is. Maybe it is  a community that lets its institutions die from the inside out.

As NDP leader Thomas Mulcair pointed out in a year-end CTV interview, January marks the start of a federal election year in Canada. Although voting is not expected for another 10 months, virtually every Ottawa eyelash flutter will be decoded for its electoral significance this year.

A colleague scolded me recently for my argument that any attempt to reconfigure the culture must avoid being a pretext for smuggling Christendom back into the story.