I’m dour because I feel like I am watching two ideologies pull at Christendom like two stray dogs fighting over a chicken bone—and the bone is trying to figure out which dog it would prefer to chew on it.
I’m dour because I feel like I am watching two ideologies pull at Christendom like two stray dogs fighting over a chicken bone—and the bone is trying to figure out which dog it would prefer to chew on it.