the defeatists!: Hey, Benny...wanna bless my assless chaps? Not that our Brit chaps don't have asses, but...

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Hey, Benny...wanna bless my assless chaps? Not that our Brit chaps don't have asses, but...

Yes, the Irony between the song and the situation is intentional. But, why exactly would the Pope decide to visit England? Take back the Defender of the Faith thing? Possibly be arrested by Dawkins and Hitchens and Charlie Watts for crimes against humanity? Felt the need for some weak, warm beer? Ratzinger is from Bavaria, and I've had a few in his home town and other places in his CV. England doesn't get it...go to Freising and have a bottle of there Weizen Bock or two, and if you can stagger out, you'll never look at a Newcastle Ale quite the same way.

While it's hard to sympathize with Benny the Rat, I find the newest idea from Britannia and its class of civil servants to be one that makes me sympathize, if not with Ratzinger, with the House of Windsor and the British people. Some genius wrote a paper advocating that Benny the Rat visit and bless an abortion clinic, and bless a gay marriage. And, for that matter, wondered about marketing a line of Benedict condoms...Crown of St Peter shaped, I'm sure.

OK...the government has assigned the "junior civil servant" to other duties; hopefully, in some misbegotten place like Khandahar or Doncaster. Here's the problem with that -- the guy got to the point in the government where his ignorance could be dangerous.

Granted, Benedict could probably get the Pope mobile to do a wheelie and get out of there like Steve McQueen in a dark green Mustang GT, so no harm, no foul. But, what has this clown done to the poor people of Great Britain up to this point? Fed Mercury to the cod stocks so you could take your temperature with some fish and chips? Add asbestos to the beer, eliminating the danger of spontaneous human combustion?

Seriously, this level of cluelessness rises to the level of asking Ray Charles to describe his painting...and, I'm hoping this guy is a. a guy because a woman that idiotic would breed at random and b. is Anglican. In that case, the fool would have just confused Anglo-Catholicism with the original product. Seriously, the Anglican faith is the New Coke of Catholicism, and appear to be aging as we speak.