Frederica Mathewes-Green

While I’m not very informed about the Intelligent Design debate, the idea sounds inoffensive enough: Scientists cannot prove there is a Designer, and neither can they prove there’s no Designer, so why not leave the question open? Instead the concept of Intelligent Design has been greeted . . . . Continue Reading »

Even if you go around with one or several fingers stuffed into each ear, you will not be able to exclude the words “Hannah Montana” from your field of consciousness, especially now that the number one movie in the United States bears that name. No American citizen is permitted to be . . . . Continue Reading »

For some time now, I’ve been reading Bill Bryson’s terrific 2003 book, A Short History of Nearly Everything . (You should interpret "some time" to mean "a pretty long time," because not only is this a hefty-sized book, it’s also about science.) In his . . . . Continue Reading »

I was in Denver for about a hundred minutes this weekend. I hadn’t planned it, but when I arrived at the airport Friday morning to begin my journey to Calgary, I was surprised to see that’s where I would change planes. The story about Ted Haggard had hit the news the night before, and I . . . . Continue Reading »

A while back, I referred here to a lengthy article in the Dallas Observer about Ole Anderson and asked prayers for that apparently driven and unhappy Christian leader. I received a thoughtful message in response from Douglas Duncan, who was involved with Anderson’s organization for many long . . . . Continue Reading »

Wilfred McClay’s thoughts on the “party of death” and the grasping for life brought to mind a movie trailer I saw recently for Children of Men , due in theaters December 25 . Those of us who read this unsettling P.D. James novel were struck by the implications of its plot. In a . . . . Continue Reading »

Buried in the course of Sunday’s New York Times front page story about pedophilia and the Internet , there was an unexpected kernel of good news. There are “a shrinking number of Internet locations for sexual images of minors.” A pedophile who goes by the screen name Heartfallen . . . . Continue Reading »

“My bonnie lass she smelleth, making all the flowers jealouth.” I’m with you, Anthony . The P.D.Q. Bach concert I saw years ago was excruciatingly funny¯the kind of gasping funny that you can’t hear the next line because you’re still laughing at the last one. And, . . . . Continue Reading »

I read Michael Linton’s posting that begins: “R.R. Reno recently wrote here (I tried to come up with another ‘r’ word instead of ‘h’ but got stumped) . . . ” Friend, are ye not Southren? Know ye not the handy location indicator, “right-here,” . . . . Continue Reading »

Robert, you quote in your First Things post today a line from Hassan Nasrallah that epitomizes the mysterious and frustrating thing about dealing with this culture. He’s being blankly honest. They aren’t expecting to win, militarily; they are fighting to achieve “honor” and . . . . Continue Reading »