Just when the Bear swears off dealing with personalities, a Big Name Professional Catholic announces that her writing strategy is to lie on her back drumming her heels on the floor with her fingers in her ears going "nah nah nah nah."
Fortunately, St. Louis Catholic has it covered.
So that's how you get in The Register and make money as a Catholic, huh? How would that work elsewhere?
Weatherman: "There's a hurricane approaching landfall, but I'm not going to tell you where, nah nah nah."
Political Reporter: The President made a major policy announcement today, but I deliberately skipped the news conference, nah nah nah."
Defense Lawyer: "Mr. Johnson has an ironclad alibi, but I'm not going to tell you what it is, nah nah nah."
Well, you get the idea.
Traddies and their worries are simply easier to dismiss and make fun of if you don't consider the merits of their concerns. And, oh, yes, I'm soooo above it all, don't you know!
To anyone tempted to say, "But Bear, you just did the same thing, like, one post ago!" he answers, no, he did not.
It is one thing to admit there are problems and conduct appropriate discussion, but try to keep perspective. It is quite another to simply throw a childish tantrum and dismiss an entire segment of the Church and their sadly valid concerns. That such a person is able to maintain any standing at all as a writer is hard to explain. The Bear guesses there is a profitable segment of Catholic moms who need constant reassurance that everything is just dandy, and that traddies are weird and wrong.
The Bear has to say it: the article is just a nasty piece. It's one thing (and probably not the best) to spitball other bloggers if they deserve it, but to just maliciously ridicule a large segment of good Catholics is mean spirited. The Bear doesn't read this blogger, and can only hope she was just having a bad day.
Catholic Blogger: "They're attacking the bedrock beliefs of the Church but I'm going to throw a tantrum in my corner nah nah nah."
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