At the Bench, Deacon Greg blogged about the Fox News commentator teeing off on what strikes me as a laudable and eminently Catholic practice. Alan Colmes is a self-professed liberal, but I’d like to recall his membership card for cloddish behavior. Is that permitted? Mr Colmes:
Get a load of some of the crazy things he’s said and done, like taking his two-hour-old baby when it died right after child birth home and played with it so that his other children would know that the child was real.
Some historical and cultural perspective… Before the West decided to smooth over the experience of death (hiding the returning coffins of honorable soldiers, turning funerals into glorified roasts of good deeds, and the obsession with looking young and keeping as far away from death as possible) people did sensible things, like waking the dead in their homes, inviting friends and loved ones to share difficult experiences, and finding strength in human companionship instead of the drugs of choice peddled on Fox and other corporate media outlets.
It’s more telling that Mr Colmes works for a corporation than it is he’s a liberal. It strikes me he’s drunk deeply of the Kool-Aid of our culture’s avoidance of death. His employer serves it up regularly.
Of course, this whole thing might be cooked up to allow the 24,349th journalist to poke his head above water in a very crowded political scene. I sure will be glad when Ron Paul stops robocalling me. I hope the dude gets a life, and if he finishes behind Mr Santorum, all the better.