The Sisters of St. Joseph of Carondelet were founded here in St. Louis, and today they are well known as polyester-wearing pants-suit nuns who spend more time on the Isle of Lesbos than they do in chapel, and who ostracize the older sisters who still wear the habit. I'm sure they're not all bad, but here is one of them, Sr. Bridig McDonald, who is proudly anti-pope and proudly pro-abortion.
Here below are the Dominican Sisters of Nashville. They love Our Lord and do everything they can to serve Him. They realize that the Church is His Body and that its teachings on Faith and Morals are infallible guides, the following of which might be difficult, but are the only route to happiness on this earth and beyond it. The sisters - some of whom I met yesterday - are (like all sisters I've met who wear the habit) overflowing with joy.
The Dominican sisters are also overflowing with vocations.
The Sisters of St. Joseph of Carondelet, by contrast, are simply dying off.
And so we see before our eyes the fruits of the Culture of Life and the fruitlessness of the Culture of Death. One brings life and love; the other self-indulgence and bitterness.
Please pray for true reform in the Church, especially among religious orders.