Mr. Weigel delivers the latest rendition of his case in the April issue of First Things, an interreligious neoconservative monthly.

Your insults to myself can be endured, / I am a philosopher and am inured. / But there are insults that I will not swallow / That you have levelled at our gods.

He's carving a roast chicken, and he looks daddish in a wholesome coffee-commercial way but still vital.

The restricted purchase of dollar tobacco will, we hope, have the effect of increasing the imports of Turkish and Grecian tobacco