Pio Decimo Street

Turning into Tanque Verde, which somewhere turns to Houghton or Harrison, one or the other. which if you turn off too early turns into Pio Decimo, I wondered about the separation of Church and State. The broad avenue was prepared by our money after all. The magesterium is ever accomplishing a morbid conglomeration of souls. And at least it wasn't XII. At least that. Certain houses were left unattended. Others had some style, as such was translated into bricks and mortar, really in the seventies. Should we look askance at this? Lately, the church has taken a stranglehold on life and intends to squeeze everything out of it. Such small minded, such petty, such life hating men trapped in their red robes. Whatever happened to Leonardo Boff, Daniel Berrigan, Philip Berrigan, Dorothy Day, Thomas Merton, Teihard de Chardin. Certainly the progress which abandons these people seems eternally sad.