About a decade ago, I concluded that the underlying affliction in North American
society is potato chips.
On a car ride from Kingston to Ottawa, I tested my hypothesis on Cardinal
Timothy Dolan of New York and my then-colleague Fr. Raymond de Souza, with whom
I co-founded Convivium magazine. Both of these supremely brainy Catholic
clergymen looked at me as if I were mucho nachos shy of a full bag.