On Pentecost weekend (no coincidence), 1,800 progressive, reform-minded Catholics came together from across the U.S. and Canada (plus a smattering from other parts of the world), to attend the American Catholic Council conference in Detroit.
Micro-opinions, notebook nuggets, and pedestrian peeves that need to be periodically vented. Workers I feel sympathy for: First and foremost, the kids at the Lake Theatre who have to clean up the incredible mess left at the end of each movie.
Those who like to browse the rotating exhibits at the gallery on the Oak Park Public Library's second floor, will discover that the place is lousy with cops. "The Oak Park Police Department: In Retrospect," opens Wednesday with a reception from 6 to 8 p.m. The exhibit of historical photos runs through the end of June.
Is the end near? Do you believe in the Rapture, the Apocalypse, Armageddon? Jim Jones and his followers drank the Kool-Aid in Jonestown in 1979. David Koresh and his Branch Davidians went up in flames in Waco in 1992. Marshall Applewhite and his Heaven's Gate community hoped to hitch a ride on comet Hale-Bopp in 1997.
Frankly, I'm disappointed in our readers. Following my column last week about typos and editing [To air is human, so give us a brake, Viewpoints, May 18], I figured all our amateur proofreaders would have combed through Wednesday Journal looking for errors, particularly in my column.
Human beings are prone to mating mistakes. That should be oblivious to even the most causal observer. Did you catch the miscues? The word "mating" looks like "making," as do "obvious" and "oblivious," "causal" and "casual." It's easy making mistakes in any language, but in English it's almost avoidable. Oops, left out the "un-."
If you saw a 48-year-old man standing on the corner of a busy intersection giving out hugs, how would you respond? Kevin Reid decided to find out. He positioned himself by the Horse Fountain at the entrance to Scoville Park, Oak Park Avenue and Lake Street, for two hours on a recent Sunday morning and held up a hand-written sign: Free Hugs.
Right after he disposed of Mike Pfleger, Cardinal Francis George flew to Rome for last weekend's big John Paul II beatification bash. Father Pfleger, the longtime (very longtime) pastor of St. Sabina, a poor, mostly black parish on Chicago's South Side, committed a grievous sin: He overstayed his welcome. Then he committed an even more heinous sin: He said "No" to his superiors.