Know thine enemy. Weaknesses: children and sweets.
“But, in the meantime what they ought to be doing is telling these priests who took a vow of chastity to keep their hands off the altar boys! Keep your hands to yourself, Father! You know? When Jesus said “Suffer the little children come unto me”, that’s not what he was talking about!”
-George Carlin (Back in Town)
Who built the Pyramids y’all? And Stonehenge, and the Himalayas and… Xbox? I know who dun it… Ancient Aliens… they done did it! Fun question to think about, how many Catholic priests do you think made the one-hundred club? You know, I mean how many Priests do you think raped one-hundred little boys? I have a funny name for it… Religious Disorder… you can keep that one.
Not something you wanna think about, is it? That’s the worst thing about all of this… thinking. Somehow, when you’re allowed to forget… this isn’t so bad, but when you see the entire picture, this massive clusterfuck shit storm of betrayal on an international level, it becomes even harder to comprehend.
Let me give you an example… one day, there was a gentleman staring from outside my work who was masturbating into a trash receptacle. He was staring at a nice girl I worked with, and had a glazed over look, very happy, if you can imagine. Details… it was the little details that made it all the more insidious, but once we were able to see the man, once he was done, we got a feel for his personality and the puzzle came together. We were able to rip the mask off this creature, as in Scooby Doo, and see the face of this undeniable monster. The guy had problems… I can’t outright call him a monster. Now, on the other side of the argument, we had a guy shit in our fitting rooms… never saw him. He just piled a bunch of clothes in there and shit all over them… no explanation. We never figured out why, who, what was happening, it just happened. Nobody saw him, he could still be shopping there years down the road, but in this speculation we are left with no answers. We are left out of the loop, never knowing the true story, or whether we were cursed by the presence of true evil, or another misguided creature who needed a hand… good joke, get it?
We were told that priests were molesting children, but somehow it was better to know there were a few monsters and not know the details. Of course, we will probably never have the full story, yet it seems terrifying that this is what the church is willing to offer the public. A few hundred kids were molested… no big deal, right? Oh wait… that’s just one priest… good to know.
Prison is the hope for these men, as we have torn the veil off their atrocities away and must now be the sensible ones… as such terrible deeds make the mob go crazy, the zeitgeist, we must maintain clarity and ensure that these acts are given consideration and processed to the full extent of the law. Now, we see something very interesting. Thinking… this is an odd occurrence in nature. In nature, if there is a visible threat, an animal kills it, or gets out of the way. The threat is too big now, we cannot hide, but our civilization is too civilized to kill it. How do we deal with monsters, we try to label them, to give them consideration and gain control over them. People thought there was a monster in Lochness, they gave it a funny name, ‘Nessie‘, and a few cute cartoon drawings later nobody cares. There was no solution, there were no answers… we still don’t know what these people were seeing or if they were making it up. No answers, but somehow, with Nessie and Sasquatch and El Chupacabra… we are allowed to forget. Simply by labeling something, we can catalogue it and leave it alone, forever and ever.
What will come of the Catholic Priest monster? Only time will tell. Chances are there are already horror movies out about them, or there will be in the future. The catholic schoolgirl thing has been done to death… which is an idea in itself…