What kind of man would choose alcohol over family, work, and even
his own health? What kind of man is willing to admit that, at the very
core of who he is, there is something profoundly distasteful and
unnatural? . . . . A person exactly like you and me—not with some passing, analogous resemblance, when squinted at through a pious lens—but exactly like you and me.
I'm on light posting this month because of an intense level of busyness, but I wanted to make sure to link to Simcha Fisher's column at the National Catholic Register today. It hits hard in exactly the right place.
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