Dorothy Day and another woman were arrested for walking up 5th Avenue in NYC during a air raid practice when everybody was to have been off the streets. Another way Day had of protesting war. They were put in jail cell with prostitutes. One of them approached Dorothy's companion. Dorothy yelled at her in anger and sent her to the other side of the cell.
During the night Dorothy remembered J.D Salinger's Zooey (which I wrote about in the last post). She recognized that the prostitute was Christ. The next morning she apologized to the prostitute for being so mean to her the night before.
How wonderful when a work of art can jolt us into recognizing Christ in those whom we find unattractive!
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