How the Catholic Church is Like the Grateful Dead
I had an acquaintance in my college years who used Black Sabbath, AC DC, and the Grateful Dead all in one breath in a conversation with me, as if they were one style musically and uniformly distasteful. This was a tragic misconception to my ears, but words could not resolve the problem.
A friend created a mix of the bluegrassiest, folkiest, jazziest (and least psychedelic) Dead tracks he could lay hands on for her. We presented it as an unnamed band that her folky tastes should appreciate.
This folk music lover enjoyed the music so much she wanted more and demanded the name of the band. Having put her prejudices aside, she had listened openly and heard something she liked.
I often hear people describe the Catholic Church as though they somehow knew that it was all religion and no spirit, all works and no faith, all rules and no grace, all earth and no heaven. These are people who have not studied the Church.
Bishop Fulton J. Sheen said it best:
There are not over a hundred people in the United States who hate the Catholic Church. There are millions, however, who hate what they wrongly believe to be the Catholic Church, which is, of course, quite a different thing.