Virgin Mary parades in the year 2526.

March 16th, 2026.

Introduction.

So I garnered no little interest last week when a clip from a podcast I'd been on started to make the rounds,

and something like a sheet of flame ensued. So in response to these reactions, and there were some zesty ones, on Saturday night I tweeted what you see off to the right. And so here we are now. I can see you've been waiting patiently, drumming your fingers. The podcast was Dad Saves America, headed by John Popola, an amiable Catholic host, and that episode can be seen here. You can watch

the whole thing, really. I would urge that, in fact, as it was a great discussion of the sort that

I thought I was having. In the aftermath of the excitement, I went back and listened to it again

myself and was astonished at the levels of my moderation. And at the fatal moment, my Catholic

host asked me a direct question about intra-Christian relations and the kind of setup I envisaged centuries from now, and I replied that in gaming it out, I wasn't trying to start anything, which shows what I know. In the course of the interview, I quoted John Stott, who once said that fuzzy thinking is one of the sins of the age. In this instance, in the reactions, we see more than

little evidence of that fact, along with some instances that show that are a few Catholics

who feel a little more freedom about cussing than does the average evangelical. Bole of

Popery, to help set the context. Popery, get it? A number of years ago, I debated James White

over where the classical Protestants should treat our Roman Catholic friends as fellow Christians. The presenting issue was whether or not our churches

should receive Roman Catholic baptisms, and, following the magisterial reformers, I argued in the affirmative.

And what I argued then is my position today. And when it comes to understanding our current

cultural battles, I have high esteem for many Catholics,

particularly Supreme Court justices like Alito and Thomas. If it were not for such justices,

our current moonscape would be a hellscape. My gratitude to them and for them is great. I have

profound intellectual debts to Catholic writers, men like William Buckley and Anthony Eslin,

and J.R.R. Tolkien and Joe So Sobrun, and Christopher Dawson, and E. Michael Jones, without the Jew stuff, and G.K. Chesterton. So, sue me. And yet, I still wake up every morning as the decided Protestant, knowing what I think about it all. As it happens, I'm scheduled to debate Joe Heschmeyer in just a few weeks on the doctrine of Sola Scriptura. Not only happens, I'm scheduled to debate Joe Heschmeier in just a few weeks on the

doctrine of Sola Scriptura. Not only that, I'm about to share some of what I think about all these

issues with you people. In short, you are not dealing with a bigot, but rather with someone who

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