It was December 29, years ago, and I was spending the Christmas holidays with a friend, a parish priest in a tiny village in the Dolomite Mountains, between Italy and Austria. Towering cliffs of pink Dolomite rock, topped with snow, stood out against a deep blue sky. Many of the…
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Christmas in the demented inn
For a year and a half now, I have watched my country go insane. Thousands of the poor have been slaughtered in the antidrugs campaign, tens of thousands left grieving and destitute. Our leaders threaten to shut down democratic institutions and kill human rights defenders. Yet the latest Social Weather…