The Jesuits I Know Who

It's Not Going To Be Easy To Change Things.

Our Apologies, Good Friends, For The Fracture Of Good Order, The Burning Of Paper Instead Of Children. How Many Must Die Before Our Voices Are Heard, How Many Must Be Tortured, Dislocated, Starved, Maddened? When, At What Point, Will You Say No To This War?

I Think Of My Brother Just Out Of Prison Again. He Will Have Spent Ten Years Of The Last 30 In Prison.

Instead Of Building The Peace By Attacking Injustices Like Starvation, Disease, Illiteracy, Political And Economic Servitude, We Spend A Trillion Dollars On War Since 1946, Until Hatred And Conflict Have Become The International Preoccupation.

I Was Publishing When I Was 20, 21. And It Really Never Stopped.