“Father’s Day is to neckties what St. Patrick’s Day is to beer,” says R. R. Reno in today’s column .
The commercialization almost certainly distorts our proper impulse to honor our mothers and fathers, but in the main it’s a good thing. Those tee-totaling matronly activists who lobbied for Father’s Day weren’t altogether wrong. Family values do need public reinforcement, which the conspiring forces of commerce certainly have provided.
Read the full column here .
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