Sunday, May 15, 2005

Imperfect Communion

Joey McKeown's latest tale of woe sounds like a script for a sitcom pilot. I'm thinking, "The God Couple."

When Joey's good, he's very, very good. Somebody syndicate this man's vignettes—make him a guest on Amy Welborn or something. And find a way to keep him in New York City—its Catholic intellectual life needs him.