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Show Anting Alone Page 277 work was started by nuns and is staffed mostly by nuns even today. We are three hundred people strong, from all across the country -" She fanned her arm out at the green-windowed distances. His eyes followed, and he murmured, "Yeah. All across. Country." "I am going to the municipal airport now to fly to Topeka, then Washington. Congress is in session, and I hope to attend a legislative seminar before I schedule my appointments with the Utah congressional delegation. I'm substituting for one of our Utahn sisters who is taking part in an anti-MX demonstration later in the week -" At the thought of Senator Nimrod, her political ire began to stoke itself up. Pure and simple hate of the man and all he represented began to take possession of her conscious mind. Then her well-drilled conscience took over, inevitably, and turned her righteous indignation in upon herself. How do you rate such high standards of behavior, Sister Polycarpana? Isn't all this politicking merely a socially redeemable way to vent your considerable spleen, your nunly frustrations? She had to cease talking to the professor for a moment. She was compelled to reexamine the moral situation here. It was a compulsion with her. Was she really using these softly spoken words to soothe someone on the verge of a mysterious hysteria? Or was she taking advantage of this captive audience smugly to display her own elevated social awareness? See, Dr. Edwine? I am deliberately contrasting your world with mine. I am selfless. I am sincerely desirous of saving mankind from itself; while you, from the look and scent of you, live in a world rife with self-indulgence and greed and violence and depravity. You may touch the hem of my garment |
