I post a juxtaposition of AP photos that struck me as amusing (given my belief that John Edwards is one of the phoniest faux populists ever to get his name in the papers), conveniently brushing over the ramped-up-by-24-hour-TV culture clash of the hour, and the very first commenter pounces all over it. Thus spake the ever-dependable "Ready to Hurl":
Who should fire angry "Bill Donohue, president of the Catholic League" for the following statements?
“Hollywood is controlled by secular Jews who hate Christianity, in
general, and Catholicism, in particular. It’s not a secret, okay? I’m
not afraid to say it."…
Gee, I don’t know. Who pays him? Why do you ask me? For that matter, why do I care when a couple of li’l blogger gals spout the stuff they learned as college sophomores about the mean ol’ Catholic Church? (Talk about your simple faith. Miss Marcotte actually seems to believe Catholics tithe.)
Birds gotta fly; fish gotta swim. That’s what they do.
For awhile, I saved press releases from a group that paid a staffer to be righteously offended at every slight or perceived slight aimed at us Catholics. I was going to do a column about it. I was going to say that I had never previously knowingly belonged to a perpetually aggrieved group, and didn’t want anyone to presume to be indignant on my demographic’s behalf; that I saw identity politics generally as harmful; that I wished such folks would get over it. And so forth.
But I didn’t get around to it, and eventually the releases quit coming — from both the "Catholic League" and something called "Your Catholic Voice." So I forgot about it.
Maybe, if we just ignore Mr. Donohue and Misses Marcotte and McEwen, they’ll all just go away, too. But they probably won’t — and certainly not as long as anyone is willing to pay them to be the way they are.