All too soon the retreat was over and everyone drove off into the metrosprawl to their various destinations. You need a retreat after that drive, so I spent the night in Dallas before heading back to the rural idyll that is The Compound.
What did I gain in the few days away at Montserrat retreat house? A new-found appreciation for the rule of St. Benedict, Chesterton, and a significant dose of humility mixed with contrition. All very good things, as was the company of fellow clergy and the opportunity to worship together.
It was good, too, to step away from the news for a short time, but I couldn’t help noticing that a 17 year old Danish woman is going to be punished for fighting off a “refugee” with pepper spray. The message seems pretty clear; women of Europe, don’t you dare defend yourselves against your new Islamic overlords.
So where’s the feminist outrage? That seems to be in inverse proportion to the number of Germans purchasing firearms. Or, to put it another way, there isn’t any.
Make of this what you will,