Thursday, September 12, 2002
Dale: A little background on my spleen venting of yesterday, from Mark Shea's comment box:
"Another day, another moral outrage. I've basically become numb to the actions of our shepherds, which can't be a good thing.
If memory serves (and it may not), this is the same diocese where a priest who did time for possession of child pornography has his own parish. To the credit (I guess) of all concerned, the priest makes all and sundry aware of this gruesome fact, but it's still unnerving.
As I write this, I hear a co-worker's radio, which is broadcasting an excerpt from one of last year's many funerals for the FDNY's heroes. The Bishop may remember: one of the 300 plus for those who were turned to ash by the "wake up call," one of whom was his brother in the priesthood, Fr. Mychal Judge. A pipe band is playing Amazing Grace. Yes, it saves a wretch like me. It also saves those with wretched thoughts like Bishop Gettelfinger. My dad is a retired fireman, so it's taking everything I have to not load up with double-aught buckshot and keep blasting away at this example of moral idiocy.
After painting this bullseye on myself, I await, with sad exhaustion, commentary about how it is unCatholic to criticize them, the dangers of detraction and, of course, the perils of media bias.
Dale Price"
There you have it. For those of you who think I went too far, well--let's just say yesterday was the wrong day for me to read such sentiments.
"Another day, another moral outrage. I've basically become numb to the actions of our shepherds, which can't be a good thing.
If memory serves (and it may not), this is the same diocese where a priest who did time for possession of child pornography has his own parish. To the credit (I guess) of all concerned, the priest makes all and sundry aware of this gruesome fact, but it's still unnerving.
As I write this, I hear a co-worker's radio, which is broadcasting an excerpt from one of last year's many funerals for the FDNY's heroes. The Bishop may remember: one of the 300 plus for those who were turned to ash by the "wake up call," one of whom was his brother in the priesthood, Fr. Mychal Judge. A pipe band is playing Amazing Grace. Yes, it saves a wretch like me. It also saves those with wretched thoughts like Bishop Gettelfinger. My dad is a retired fireman, so it's taking everything I have to not load up with double-aught buckshot and keep blasting away at this example of moral idiocy.
After painting this bullseye on myself, I await, with sad exhaustion, commentary about how it is unCatholic to criticize them, the dangers of detraction and, of course, the perils of media bias.
Dale Price"
There you have it. For those of you who think I went too far, well--let's just say yesterday was the wrong day for me to read such sentiments.
