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04/19/2005:
"On the Vatican Catwalk: Scarlet Surplices, Delicate Lace and Gold Tassels: Cardinal Sins"
The Cardinals are lined up behind one another with pious looks on their faces, eyes sedately lowered or raised beatifically, shuffling along in their scarlet surplices with delicate lace trimming. And the gold thread and tassels, the gold or silver crucifixes dangling from their necks; the chunky heavy gold rings on their fingers (the price of which could comfortably feed and clothe every member of a poor village in India or Africa for several years in this capitalist world.)One by one they place their hands on the open Bible and mutter, swearing their oath of secrecy and move on, sitting sedately in their pews, all having totally ignored the teaching of Jesus in the Sermon on the Mount:
"Swear not at all! - Let your communication be: Yea -- yea; Nay -- nay; for whatsoever is more than these cometh of evil."
Such blatant disregard of the advice of their supposed lord is breathtaking.
And seeing those cardinals all dolled up in their majestic finery reminds me of Jesus" words:
"Why take ye thought for raiment? Take no thought saying Wherewithal shall we be clothed?"
But they do -- all swanking about in the costliest, gorgeous dresses.
And now the doors close and they are isolated, each with his individual two room suite to relax and 'take advice from the Holy Spirit" in. Twice a day they place their vote on a golden plate which is then tipped into an urn. When a two third majority is reached the holy smoke turns white; we"ll know that one of the "princes" of the Church has said "Accepto" and become the new King.
I found the funeral of the last one a sickening sob-fest. My favorite part was when the open book of the gospels placed on the coffin slammed shut in the wind.
Full Article:counterpunch.org
O yeah there they are with the bling in their tricked out cribs, rockin' the Versace (or whoever designs their gear).