|Martyr Fr. Jacques Hamel|
In the latest episode of the Vatican Gong Show, "Terror at 30,000 Feet," the Pope's word salad would win praise for sheer daring from Hell's Kitchen's Gordon Ramsay, and the envy of America's dhimmi poster child, Archbishop Blase "Mentally Unstable" Cupich.
The question from a journalist was about 84-year-old french priest Jaques Hamel, who, while saying Mass, had his throat slashed by - oh, never mind, you know with taxonomical certainty by whom.
Pope Francis opened his mouth, and this remarkable statement came out. “Terrorism grows when there is no other option, and to the extent the world economy has at its center the god of money and not the person.”
TBAS Alert and Analysis of Statement
|Pope saying something astonishingly stupid.|
The meta analysis was more interesting, however. (TBAS was developed by Stark Industries labs in Germany for the Bear. Weltanschauung means "world view.")
The TBAS meta analysis algorithms resulted in a high probability of "Marxist Weltanschauung; and extremely low 2.1% identification with The West; Narcissistic Personality Disorder with a strong need to be liked; Paranoid Delusions about Catholic "Fundamentalists," and a "Very High" rating on the Masonic One-World Religion Scale, sub-identification as "Dalai Lama Generic Spiritual Leader of the World Type."
After adding this new data (including his other comments, below) to the database, the picture of Francis as a not-very-bright, narrow-minded, self-loathing Catholic and panderer with no talent for original thinking merely grew clearer.
Francis: Violence "a Mixed Fruit Salad"
With full knowledge that only the people he really cares about would agree with him, he went on to say that one could not speak of Islamic violence without speaking of Catholic violence. Really? The Bear must be reading the wrong newspapers. Unless he is speaking of violence to the Faith, and against logic. There are violent people in every religion, you see. It's like a "mixed fruit salad," in his words. (Archbishop Cupich would prefer "a mixed nut cup").
Pope Francis is either a liar or a lunatic with no grasp on reality. In either case, he is not fit to be Pope. But everybody knows that, even his friends. They value his dimness and gullibility. What an insult to Christians and others being killed everywhere with monotonous regularity by adherents of just one religion. The Pope just spit in Fr. Hamel's dead face, and the face of Christ Himself, Who was present at that Mass.
Curious, the Bear ran that question through the TBAS: liar? The answer: "Liar with historico-empirical estimated augmented Wechsler equivalent IQ of 80." That's borderline retardation. Again, the Bear clicked on the "dangerousness" button. The result: "extreme danger mitigated by manifold non-compensatable personal deficiencies." In other words, if he had the tools of a normal human being, he could be very dangerous.
How to Murder Your Wife
Jack Lemmon was a great comic actor who combined a quick, almost agitated nervous manner with extreme likableness. He could redeem even the silliest plot, as he demonstrated in the 1965 comedy, How to Murder Your Wife. A successful action-hero cartoonist, he gets married to a beautiful and affectionate Italian woman who does not speak English. Married life isn't what he had imagined, and even his cartoon turns action hero Bash Brannigan into a domestic putz.
Lemmon's character conceives a storyline where Bash kills his wife and disposes of her body into a cement mixer at a worksite behind his apartment building. The machine is called "the gloppita-gloppita machine" due to the noise it makes.
Tried for a murder he never really committed, Lemmon takes over his own defense at closing argument, before an all-male jury.
In a sad commentary on marriage in the sixties, the Bear supposes, Lemmon rehearses every petty indignation to which men are supposedly subjected by their wives. He tells the jurors to imagine a button on the rail of the jury box. All they had to do would be to press that button... and their wives would just vanish. No mess, no pain, no murder - just vanish out of their lives.
Of course, the men all agree that they would press the button (!) and acquit Lemmon's character on the grounds of justifiable homicide.
Could We Do Worse Than Francis?
What if there was a button for Pope Francis? A magical button that would not kill, or hurt him in any way. He just wouldn't be Pope anymore. He and his non-Western, screwed up Argentinian Marxist-Peronist worldview; his Narcissistic Personality Disorder; Islamophilia; borderline mental retardation and Modernism would just go away.
Then we could at least play Conclave Roulette and hope there wasn't another Francis in the chamber.
On second thought, we know Francis' "extreme danger is mitigated by manifold non-compensatable personal deficiencies." But if we got a smart Francis, one who was able to broaden the appeal of his awful message beyond the majority of usual suspects, then we might be willing to give anything to have the incompetent Jorge Bergoglio back.
Someday Francis will shuffle off this mortal coil and ascend to Marxist-Islamic Heaven, where righteous Reds get to live on a collective beet farm with 72 virgins with hoes. His will all look like Eva Peron. Then we'll find out whether the Church threw up an outlier, or if Francis was the first Pope of the new normal.