I married a Catholic

Well, not really. I mean, we were not married with the blessing of the Catholic church, so he’s not married, although I sure as hell am, and I’m pretty sure I could get the courts to see it my way in the event of a divorce. Which is kind of similar, really, to gays who are married in states where that is legal. Their marriage bond is recognized by the government but not the Catholic Church. And I’m sure they’re losing about as much sleep over this as I am.

Not so Archbishop Myers of Newark, NJ, who is apparently so upset about marriages he does not recognize that he has decided people who do accept them should maybe not be taking communion.

“If they continue to be unable to assent to or live the Generic Levitra Church’s reaching in these matters, they must in all honesty and humility refrain from receiving Holy Communion until they can do so with integrity; to continue to receive Holy Communion while so dissenting would be objectively dishonest,” Myers wrote.

(Please note that the fault here lies solely with the communicants, who have Brought It On Themselves. I think this kind of twistiness is a special skill Catholic priests learn, maybe in seminary Debate Club.)

Of course, this only applies to Newark area gay-sympathizers. We are anxiously awaiting Archbishop Rodi’s opinion to know whether or not Mr. Del will be told he is objectively dishonest for accepting the saving Body and Blood of Christ at a Mobile altar rail.  After sinning with me for thirty years come next April, he can’t have far to fall.

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