Saturday, March 28, 2009

Profiles in Catholic courage.

Dear Calgary Catholic Teachers' Association:

I suppose it’s too much to ask that you remove your collective heads from Bishop Henry’s ass long enough to read this?

You suck.

Yours in endless disgust,


deBeauxOs said...


It would be interesting to research how many Catholics choose to abstain ... from the practice of Catholicism because of ongoing medieval perorations by the Vatican and its malevolent clergy?

mikmik said...

That would be interesting, but of course there is no way to tell because they certainly won't


Isn't it scary to think about choirboy daddies perhaps telling all to another priest/bishop/co-conspirator for years and nothing ever happens?

That MUST have happenned. Never thought of that angle before, shaet

Dr.Dawg said...

Gawd I despise the Vatican death cult.

Chimera said...

I must be a slow thinker in my old age, because it's only now beginning to occur to me that the Vatican sees HIV/AIDS as a good thing. Why didn't I see this before now?

sooey said...

Wow. Perpetual children lacking free will. What a faith.

The Seer said...

This reminds me of the first time I got stopped for drunk driving.

The cop asked me if I had been drinking. I said "no." He said "They all say that." If my wife and son had not been in the car, I would have told him that what they all say is "I had two beers." (At this point in my young life, I had tried at least a couple of dozen drunk driving cases and plea bargained hundreds.)

Next he wanted me to say my "ABC's" while looking straight into his eyes. I laughed. It never had occurred to me, in all these trials, that the victim had to stare straight into the cop's eyes when he said his ABC's.

If a nun had told me to stare straight into her eyes and say my ABC's, I wouldn't have been able to get through them. But I ate cops for lunch.

Then the cop wanted me to walk a straight line, heel to toe. He got really hinky when I started heeling and toeing before he showed me how to do it.

Then I got some coins out to do the pick up coins test. At this point, he had had enough. He gave me this funny "I've been had" look and threw me back into the pond. (Like, maybe, I was the one who stopped him.)

But — the moral of this story is that if you were raised in Catholic schools when they had nuns around, you don't "Just Say 'No'" to the blackrobes. You quake. It's an involuntary reaction.

You know these teachers went to Catholic schools all their lives. They are victims just like the AIDS people. Pray for them.

deBeauxOs said...

Yeah. There are degrees of victimhood. I'd say that Calgary Catholic teachers, receiving decent wages, and enjoying all the work, health and social benefits of living in one of the more prosperous Canadian provinces could be considered 'victim lite' in comparison with a HIV-positive mother with six children who was infected by her Catholic husband who refused to use a condom.

psa said...

it was a catholic teacher that beat me and slapped me around, humiliated me and tormented me throughout first grade. the nuns were no better. when i walked out of that teacher's class, it was one of the nuns that dragged me by the hair back to the room and stood over me while i got strapped in front of the class. with apologies to ti-guy and other decent folk of the faith, to me, catholicism will always be an evil cult. if every one of their cathedrals was burnt to the ground, i wouldn't spare a drop of piss to still the embers.