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But we have no [Marian] apparitions cautioning the Church against, say, accepting the delusion of an Earth-centered Universe, or warning it of complicity with Nazi Germany _ two matters of considerable moral as well as historical import....Not a single saint criticized the practice of torturing and burning __itches_ and heretics. Why not? Were they unaware of what was going on? Could they not grasp its evil? And why is [the Virgin] Mary always admonishing the poor peasant to inform the authorities? Why doesn__ she admonish the authorities herself? Or the King? Or the Pope?
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But we have no [Marian] apparitions cautioning the Church against, say, accepting the delusion of an Earth-centered Universe, or warning it of complicity with Nazi Germany _ two matters of considerable moral as well as historical import....Not a single saint criticized the practice of torturing and burning __itches_ and heretics. Why not? Were they unaware of what was going on? Could they not grasp its evil? And why is [the Virgin] Mary always admonishing the poor peasant to inform the authorities? Why doesn__ she admonish the authorities herself? Or the King? Or the Pope?
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