Papal Synchronicity

I was reading the current issue of the Fifth Estate, and I came across a quotation of a provocative a passage from the same magazine in 1978, regarding the death of Pope Paul VI:

Like a full moon, like the blazing collapse of a bank in an earthquake, like the comedic sinking of an imperial barge, the death of a pope, and the giddy and liberatory revelation that we are now — if only momentarily — living during a time when there is no pope, is a cause for celebration.

I turned on the radio and learned that John Paul II has died. Indeed, I suspect that John Paul died at the precise moment I read that passage.


Update: And if that’s not strange enough, as I posted this, a story came on the National Public Radio, an interview with a nun here in New Orleans. She reflected on the pope’s visit to this city in 1995, and specifically mentioned the little Catholic school where I work.

Fooling Myself

My brain played an April Fool’s joke on me this morning. It convinced me that today was Saturday. So I turned off the alarm. We got an extra hour’s sleep. Xy was almost late for work, but not quite, so all things considered, this was a nice trick. Thank you, brain.