That seems to be the thesis of a new new book by Michael Rose.
He’s got the usual gang of suspects in his corner…Rev. Richard John Neuhaus,
James Hitchcock, Ralph McInerny, Alice von Hildebrand (the hard right theologians that Mother Angelica likes to have on her show).
Hmmm. And how would that explain why a significant portion of the abuse, and the deliberate cover-up of the abuse, that’s the subject of the current scandal dates back to the 1950’s and 1960’s, before this alleged dominance of the American Church by “liberals and homos”? How would it explain the quiescence of the emphatically non-liberal Pope John Paul II in denouncing and dealing with the cover-ups?
Hrrm wait, the Catholic church…the greedy power hungry institution of the middle ages was corrupted by drunk college students?
The Catholic Church has had lots of problems before. (Cough crusades) A small group of priests having sex with young boys is nothing in the grand scheme of things.
Man I miss the times of church sponsered rape and child murder.
Umm I am right here that the Crusaders were given special dispensation from clerics about any… excesses they happened to get involved in during the holy crusades?
To me its just another person using religion as an excuse to get wealthy.
I would NEVER doubt you on a topic like this Eve, but
…really?
I’d always heard that the Bing Crosby was a child-beater stuff was to be put in the same category of “spoiled, untalented child of someone famous looking to make a quick buck by trashing famous parent” that Mommy, Dearest was in.
I came home to find a couple of tastefully color-coordinated throw pillows on my couch. Perplexed, I went to the fridge for a beer, found only a bottle of a rather crisp white wine. Odd.
Began feeling bit nervous, bit of nasty ol’ Warren Z be just the thing. Crack open the CD box and theres…Judy Garland? Broadway musicals. Sweet Jesus! Cats? I reeled, I staggered to the TV 'cause its time for Oprah…
Aaaaaaaarrrgh! Save me! One mildly slutty Doper Chiquita could be my salvation! Two might kill me, of course…