For reasons not entirely clear to us, this issue ended up being entirely Pope-themed. We had nothing to do with it. It must have been ordained from on high, like all our editorial decisions. Speaking of which, we shall no longer covet Comix’s oxen or goats, the Ampersand shan’t be read on Sundays, and we can each marry seven wives.

Wespeaks and naughty confessions can be addressed to, care of the Wesleyan Argus,

Nat (atheist) and Gelman (Jew)