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April 9, 2001

Vol.184 / No.12
John B. BreslinApril 09, 2001

Ron Hansen has established himself as a significant contemporary American writer with five novels and a collection of stories that have earned him numerous awards and fellowships as well as an endowed chair at Santa Clara University in California He has now collected 14 essays variously published

The Word
John R. DonahueApril 09, 2001

The annual Easter proclamation reminds us of St Augustine rsquo s hymn to beauty God ever ancient ever new At the door of the tomb the realm of death the women hear an affirmation of life He is not here but he has been raised Echoing through the centuries this is the foundation of Christ

The EditorsApril 09, 2001

The recent investigation and trial of the theologian Jacques Dupuis, S.J., alerted Catholics and others to the judicial methods of the Vatican Congregation for the Doctrine of the Faith (Am., 3/12, Signs of the Times). Although Father Dupuis was cleared of any error, the entire episode raises questi

Donald P. KommersApril 09, 2001

This short book advances bone-shattering propositions about the fall of Yugoslavia It argues that U S policymakers and western European leaders knowingly set out to destroy Yugoslavia in the interest of globalized capitalism that the 1999 Rambouillet Peace Agreement was an ambush amounting to o

Francis A. SullivanApril 09, 2001

Jacques Dupuis is a Belgian Jesuit who taught theology for over 30 years in India before joining the faculty at the Gregorian University in Rome, where we were colleagues during the last decades of my professorship there. His many years in India gave him the experience of being a member of the Chris

Doris DonnellyApril 09, 2001

This is the story of a free-fall from remorse shame and self-loathing to peace gratitude and humility and of the parachute that made a safe landing possible The author is a wise and articulate recovering alcoholic nun who acknowledges that Alcoholic Anonymous saved her at a point in her life when

Thomas J. McCarthyApril 09, 2001

Having scaled the steep rock mass to gain a panorama of the canyon, I stood facing an expanse of parched earth that seemed to be without end. My heart pounded, not because of the climb but because, from my precipitous perch on the edge of this overhanging slab, I could not afford the slightest misst