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Law, culture, and Catholicism...up in smoke!

Monday, July 17, 2006

"[He] showed flair in producing Broadway-style plays with local talent."


Sad story indeed. But at least these guys are being rooted out.

Boccaccio nailed it many moons ago when he told the tale of Abraham the Jew, a potential convert to the Faith. Let us allow Abraham to speak for himself:

I tell thee, so far as I was able to carry my investigations, holiness, devotion, good works or exemplary living in any kind was nowhere to be found in any clerk; but only lewdness, avarice, gluttony, and the like, and worse, if worse may be, appeared to be held in such honour of all, that (to my thinking) the place is a centre of diabolical rather than of divine activities. To the best of my judgment, your Pastor, and by consequence all that are about him devote all their zeal and ingenuity and subtlety to devise how best and most speedily they may bring the Christian religion to nought and banish it from the world.

But there is hope, nonetheless:

And because I see that what they so zealously endeavour does not come to pass, but that on the contrary your religion continually grows, and shines more and more clear, therein I seem to discern a very evident token that it, rather than any other, as being more true and holy than any other, has the Holy Spirit for its foundation and support. For which cause, whereas I met your exhortations in a harsh and obdurate temper, and would not become a Christian, now I frankly tell you that I would on no account omit to become such. Go we then to the church, and there according to the traditional rite of your holy faith let me receive baptism.

(And to think, I left out all the good parts: jointly buying a $449,100 condo in Fort Lauderdale with your male wedding consultant friend; owning a luxury apartment on East 63rd Street in New York with the same male wedding consultant friend; and the ever popular sacerdotal blond highlights in the hair.)

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