“Smells and Bells is the derisive term I think.”
I love smells and bells, but that isn’t what I was talking about. I was talking about the intellectual sphere, the ability to provide answers that are not only true, but intellectually satisfying to intelligent, philosophically sophisticated adults.
Catholic thought is like that warehouse at the end of Raiders of the Lost Arc, except that everything in it is accessible.
Tell me more.
It takes a while for this high level of discourse to enter and retain in my hick and rube skull; since mostly 5th grade thoughts are there now.