when finishing the concluding chapter of Candide in Carpe Diem...
a young man of the cloth, perhaps from the nearby Jesuit college or Episcopal school, enters, sits, and keys on his iphone as capably as any teen.
he receives no -- by this time few if any would even imagine to be such -- public deference.
black shirt, white collar -- otherwise he is externally and internally indistinquishable..
and who nowadays might expect him to have had any veridical metanoia as of Moses, Paul, Luther, Pascal?
to each his own career.
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