The Bear is not finding the volition to apply himself to any hard work on the Pope's latest encyclical. But it is, after all, as if Nelson Mandela piloted a wind-powered spaceship to the moon. There's just no way you're going to escape writing about the thing. So let's get this over with.
The Encyclical -- It's getting a lot of news coverage, as expected, but the early release stole some momentum and the tragic shooting pushed it off the number one spot. Simply: it's not dominating, and it's not electrifying. That said, everybody is saying what you would expect them to say. They'll soon stop, because it will cease to be new. That's why they call it news.
Sicily -- A short flight on an Alitalia Airbus from Roma to Sicilia might be educational for our Pope. If you want to see piles of "filth"-- but here the Bear must pause to fully describe the unimaginable crap people in this first-rate third-world country live with.
Take your Fiat Panda or whatever unsafe-at-any-speed humblemobile you care to squeeze into and drive from Belpasso (on the slopes of Mt. Etna, itself natural menace) to Piano Tavola.
Much of the route is a trash dump that makes Gehenna look like a park. Running out of room? Just claim another mile of roadside, or pile the crap higher. Set it on fire to add a greasy, rotten smoke to the experience. The Bear is not sure how the garbage accumulates, given the irregular schedule of Sicilian trash collection. Perhaps it's a volunteer effort.
You could go to the eastern coast to escape the sheer awfulness, but the prospect is spoiled by ugly pipes and processing plants of some sort stomping out into the Mediterranean.
By contrast, the terrible horrible United States is clean and beautiful. Despite what the Pope may think, we're not buried under piles of filth. (Maybe he believes we're sending it all to Sicily.)
Sicilians are willing to tolerate living in a dump that we didn't create. If they would but come and observe our methods, they could go back to Sicily and clean it up. The Bear gets tired of the constant shifting of responsibility from the feckless and the foolish to the U.S. The Bear says if you live in a dump, and have the means to process trash like every other European country, it's your problem.
What this is really about is people everywhere need to form governments that do basic tasks like take out the trash.
Michael Voris -- The Bear is sorry to say that he was laughing during the Vortex on the encyclical. Poor, simple Pope Francis has been duped by bad advisers. Don't know what else to say. Except even the usually reliable Father Z was saying, "but wait, it's not all bad." The Bear remembered Jack Nicholson's President Dale in "Mars Attacks" saying, "We still got two out of three branches of government and that ain't bad!"
Pope Francis -- this is his. There are no surprises to the man. We can all sit back and stop obsessing over everything he says and does. There's nothing to figure out any more. He's a Latin American bishop with naive, confused and passionate politics and a constricted view of the world. He idealizes the poor, not because they are needy, but because they are The Poor. The Catholic Church is being repurposed into something strange, vague. The tone of this Papacy is anger.
And that, friends, are the Bear's thoughts on the encyclical.
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