That's right today is the deadline for filing taxes. And those Liverpool lads had it right way back in 1966 with the leading track off their Revolver album. Driving around the streets of Oakland, I ask myself where exactly are my tax dollars? My car careens over pot hole after pot hole.
Scatter shots this week:
1. The Vatican. Now sinking in it's own swill, and in a constant state of denial concerning frocked pedophiles especially the case circa 1980 linking Benedict XVI, then a Cardinal in Munich, who could not pull the defrock trigger when petitioned by the archdiocese in California to excommunicate a priest who had tied up and abused 2 boys in an Oakland rector.The Munich Cardinal asked for more time because the good of the universal church had to be considered. Reputation is everything. Public has a short memory. Blah. Blah.
But, yesterday, Cardinal Tarcisio Bertone, Vatican Secretary of State, called homosexuality a pathology and linked it to pedophilia. Nothing like tossing gasoline on a blazing wildfire. The French struck first and condemned the remark. And then armies of outraged groups went Internet live.
2. Maureen O'Dowd wrote an article about all these shenanigans. She referred to the priesthood as 'men in dresses.' I think not. Leave the feminine out of the apostolic. Because, they can't even hold my jockstrap.
3. Ben Roethlisberger. Shorten the 'jerky' from the Big Ben package and tack 'jerk' onto your last name. Fool us twice, Ben? Shame on all of us. Face of the Steelers franchise. Embarrassment to the Rooney family? Tarnish the NFL shield? Eff that. Grow up, you immature jackass. This is not a game. Respect the gender.
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