I’m Catholic. But, I haven’t stepped inside a church for years, except for the obligatory wedding, baptism, or as a favor to my parents.
Over the past few decades, the Catholic Church has propagated cover-ups that would make Richard Nixon blush.
The rock of my youth has turned to quicksand. Like the Wizard of Oz, it seems the people in robes have been blowing smoke in hoping we wouldn’t notice there are little people behind those big doors, telling big stories in a shell game.
The Church, once the origin of moral authority to me, can’t, no make that won’t, even police it’s own. When it was time to come clean up their act, they lawyered up, attacking the victims, the very people The Church is supposed to protect.
Father Lawrence Murphy, from Milwaukee, sexually abused over 200 deaf boys over a period of 14 years. Internally, the Church tried to get the Vatican to notice, but nothing happened. What happened to calling the police!
This church doesn’t deserve it’s tax free status. It needs to pay a price to the people it betrayed. It needs to apologize to every one of those boys who lost their virginity to a man in a robe. It needs to change.
I don’t think I will be able to support The Church until it puts women in standing, until it allows priests to marry, so it doesn’t appeal to the thousands of weirdos it’s attracted. It needs to find a moral compass to get to a place that serves its parishoners instead of itself.
Call me crazy, but I don’t think Jesus would recognize the organization that is supposed to worship in his honor.