Would You Like a Vesper?
After all this rightward rage, which has now proven itself omnidirectional, I'm just waiting to be called a Wiccan. A Heretic. Heterodox. Or something else fun along those lines.... Go ahead, make my day.
With apologies for ruining the ideological delusions of my critics, I don't "travel on the other side of the fence." To say I do lacks reason and nuance and reeks of rash judgment and bias. Then again, when one is light years away from a conceptual "fence," the sense of perspective of who falls where is lost. Again, why is everything so ghettoized in this way? Why is there a fence in the first place? Jesus didn't make a fence, snowflakes. It's so terribly human -- as is salivating over tiaras and lace albs -- not to mention a superfluous distraction from issues of substance. The poor and heartbroken are always with us, but it's seen in circles as more Christian to canonize Tom Delay. All I can say to that is.... nothing. It speaks for itself.
Come closer, come closer, and you will see -- Jesuits and progressives are people too, you know. It's not unity when some Catholics feel closer to Jerry Falwell than John Paul's cardinals.... It's bad enough that an Iron Curtain has been erected as is. Can't we all just get along? Well, I can -- even with people who don't look, think, vote or pray like me....
Am I alone in this?
Now here's an exclusive, for those into the prophecies of Malachi -- does this mean the ban on clairvoyance gets lip service from those who love this stuff, by the way? (I don't love it, it's news.) In sum, a post this morning was titled "Gloria Olivae" -- the "Glory of the Olives," Malachy's seeming reference to Benedict. But my pun wasn't about the Pope, at least not directly.
To look at Bill Levada's coat of arms, one will find a green tree. To quote the blazon, the tree is "taken from the arms of the Oliveira family, from which the name of Levada is derived."
The tree is an olive tree.
Oh yes.... The champagne is chilling in the fridge.