No more 'Mr. Nice Guy', that's my motto from now on! Just the other day I was nice to little Georgie Moonbat (aka, George Monbiot) and then he goes and writes something monumentally stupid and puts me into a bad temper. In a blog post entitled Cardinal Sins ('Oh, very witty, Wilde!'), little Georgie takes a swing at the new Pope - and misses by a mile! He takes him to task for failing to be active in support of so-called 'Liberation Theology', an idea so foreign to the teachings of Jesus Christ that I am amazed any Catholic could ever dream it up, let alone support it. Matthew 22.21: "Render unto Caesar the things which are Caesar's, and unto God the things that are God's". In other words, true Christians should not concern themselves with earthly matters of governance but simply lead their own personal lives according to the teachings of God as expressed by his Son on earth. So leading people into political action against governments that will prove to be almost certainly futile and probably life-threatening is not what the followers of Jesus Christ should be doing. It is not life on earth with which Christians should be concerned but the promised 'life' after death. This life, according to Christian theology, is merely temporary, a testing ground, if you like, upon the record of which you will be judged for what you will receive in the next life.
Now let me make clear, as if you didn't know, that I am no Christian, indeed, I am not even a theist of any sort. I squat, quite comfortably, thank you, on the fence of agnosticism. I view Christianity (and Christians) with the same degree of bemusement as I do Muslims, Wotan worshippers, the 'Wee Frees, Mithraists, atheists and all those other people who seem to require more than what is around them to attract their wonder and their awe. So, I feel no need to protect Pope 'Frannie' from the likes of little pipsqueaks like George Monbiot. My only reason for grumbling away here and now is that little Georgie should know better. I mean, he's an intellectual and all that sort of thing; you know, he sits around all day reading books, writing articles for 'The Graun', opining from time to time on my TV and, for God's sake (no pun intended) he's 50 years old and should know better!
Buck up, little Georgie, or I'll set 'DM'* on you!
*For the sake of any newcomers who may have stumbled in here by mistake, 'DM' is the 'headmaster' here and he's a stickler for detail!