OUR LADY OF THE SALT STAIN, PATRON SAINT OF THE FUTURE OF AMERICA
This last week, my humble town of Chicago, Illinois was in the miracle-generating crosshairs of The Almighty himself. I am not entirely sure if it is a sign that my metropolitan-area neighbors had done good or evil, but nonetheless, we were blessed with a salt stain, in the apparent image of The Virgin Mary herself, on the wall of an expressway underpass. People are flocking to it, camping out, buying it flowers, you name it. Its become easy fodder for talk radio humor, late night television, all as one would expect.