I’ve never understood the fannish devotion a lot of conservative Catholics have to the British writer and convert G.K. Chesterton. Sure, “The Man Who Was Thursday” is a terrific novel, and I enjoy his detective stories; and sure, he was a capable polemicist. But if we just started naming famous British writers of the 20th century, we would quickly get to two dozen or so who were better at it than Chesterton.
Still, some people love the guy so much they’re looking to promote his cause for sainthood, which makes me wonder who’s praying for G.K. Chesterton’s intervention.
The bishop of Northampton has officially opened the cause, but there are some likely hurdles, to wit:
Chesterton’s views on Jews may have been best expressed in an essay titled “The Problem of Zionism,” in which he said that Jews holding high public office should dress as “orientals,” to remind people of their allegiance and origin.
Huh. Well. On the other hand, the creepy founder of Opus Dei is a saint, so you never know.