"As Rose collects the money in the cannister..."

Today I heard an absolutely vile homily at church by an intolerant fundamentalist priest. According to said sad man of the cloth, it's not the good who get into heaven, but rather the HOLY. What does that even mean?

Here's what I think:

The holy are whomever the old men in gowns over in the Vatican decide are worthy of bearing that highly subjective title. They probably still consider the Crusades holy or even the Inquisition. Why the hell do we trust these descendents of murderers, molesters, and slimy con-men?

I don't know. I'm sure there are a great deal of devout, virtuous priests out there, but man do some of their ilk piss me off. How often do you read about some father being convicted of multiple sex crimes? Just because these fellows act solemnly and perform religious rites doesn't mean they're saints that we should rely on for our morality.

It's so hard to be religious these days with people constantly trying to tell you you're damned unless you do as they say. I, for one, think your faith is only valid and respectable if you have an open mind towards the decisions and traditions of others.

S