Rorate Caeli

The Love Bout

I recently posted this comment on the Pertinacious Papist. Most of the folks there were having an argument about beer and did not appreciate the interruption (at this point I should import one of those smiley things, but I can't bring myself to do it). So, I thought I'd run it up our flag:
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Neo-con fainthearts! Be the first on your block to discover:
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http://www.chiesa.espressonline.it/dettaglio.jsp?id=45538&eng=y
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No puns! No personalized love goop mixing with theological cotton-candy spinning! No Catholic Narnimaniacal fantasizing passing as theology! No youthful burbling! No youthful adulation of youthful burbling! No theologipalooza book-signing tours!
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No stones -- just bread!
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Yes, it's Romano Amerio, safely dead and buried, but whose magnum opus still packs more punch [Look, mom! It even has an INDEX!!] than do the collected works of all of the male cheerleaders who have followed him.
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Read Iota Unum TODAY!! Benedict has.