Canine aside
I wrote something this morning, about bishops who will not lead their “sheeple” — into gaol when necessary — because they know the sheeple wouldn’t follow, and they would rather not go there themselves. By creeping increments, they become the “first enforcers” of the State’s fatuous Batflu regulations, barking at their beleaguered sheeple, to follow each “guidance” to the letter, then go the extra mile. I was thinking of one Cardinal Archbishop in particular, whom I watched on a video, snarling at his sheeple and their parish priests. He just plays the dog, and threatens to bite them if they don’t move faster in the stupid direction they are already going — out of the Church.
But on mature consideration, I deleted this essay. For hey, I might never be invited to his place, again.