Go JP II!
Incredible, considering the strain he must put himself under just
to keep going.
As everyone knows, their stance on family planning, prevention and abortion
is the Big Rusty
Chain that follows them around. In large Catholic majority countries,
there is a rise in unwanted
pregnancies, poor married people often have more children than they
can afford to feed and clothe.
Homelessness, prostitution and crime are the inevitable results.
None of which, however, should take away from the very real accomplishments
of John Paul
II. He has a pair of cojones, I’ll tell ya. Ever since he’s been Pope
he’s had to walk a minefield
between the old time Fundamentalist sect and the more moderate side
who worry about the declining
fannies in the pews. He was one of those that helped the Cold War to
fade away relatively harmlessly.
With Gorbachev, Reagan and Thatcher buying into his vision, there were
no cataclysmic wars and/or
genocides while the USSR set out to try and introduce a free market
system.
Sadly, the Black Market simply
legitimized themselves and their tentacles were soon reaching
into Legit Biz. And with the International Banking system fully efficient,
the Russian banks were soon
laundering drug profits world wide. Now, former KGB criminals are running
the show in Russia.
Enduringly and endearingly, JP II labours
on. What drives him? Once he remarked that if a
cataclysm were to occur and wipe out the world (third secret
of Fatima?) that it would be best to get
good with God. To any Christian, sound advice.
After years of study, I finally read
the true history of the Roman Catholic church – all their
glories and all their disasters. I grew not a favorable opinion of
the Church, and yes, I abhored the
widespread cultural genocide they had inspired in the New World.
Which is why I admire this Pope. He
may not have all the answers, so he keeps asking new
questions. Pushing boundaries. Making a case for a mainstream modern
movement that fallen Catholics
like my wife Zsu Zsu Petals may again be able to come back to.
But that’s another story, A good one,
it involves a 30-minute conversation with a Bishop of Saskatoon.
My in-laws were buddies with most of the archdiocese. My father in
law was their accountant, did the books.
So one day my wife’s brother and sister in law were to be christened.
Big toodoo….(to be cont.)