I log in to tell everybody about my overnight adventures, and get immediately upstaged by a new Pope.
(Housemate -- the spouse of the one who was on TV -- had a kidney-stone attack a bit after midnight. We just got home from Kaiser about an hour ago. Everybody's fine, but we didn't get much sleep.)
Here's hoping the new Pope isn't a dickhead.
JD Vance has been a Catholic for less than six years, and he’s already been smacked down by TWO Popes.
Wow, American pope. If he thinks JD Vance is a prick, that's good enough for me.
At least that connected to reality.
Wow, American pope. If he thinks JD Vance is a prick, that's good enough for me.
Exactly. But I appreciate that he had Pope Francis's support -- I really admired the way he lived and what he preached, as well as his bone-deep kindness. Says the lapsed Presbyterian atheist, of course.
Francis was the best pope of my lifetime, but he still headed up one of the most corrupt institutions in the history of Western Civilization. One which normalized sexually abusing children and the cruelties and exploitation of the Magdelane Sisters and provided ratlines for Nazis and enriched themselves at the expense of the poor and fostered so many tortured guilty consciences for gays and women and...you know the score.
I'm happy for a Less Harmful Pope, but fuck the Catholic church. Fancy robes do not mitigate the evil and human suffering it is responsible for.
I killed the thread with my Catholic Church enmity.
It's a glorious sunny day in San Francisco, and I got out of the house early to see the long morning shadows in the Panhandle. I wandered down to the bakery, taking pictures of flowers and sky, and got a freshly baked, and oh-so-delicious ham and cheese croissant, which I ate in the park with a medium latte.
Today I have Pilates at noon and then taking Emmett and Matilda out to lunch. A good way to end the week.