From the profound to the ludicrous: I can’t decline the opportunity to call to our attention this sign of the times (as it were). Jesus appears at No Parking zone. As Pippa would say in her best Dr. Evil imitation, “Riiight. . . .”
I’m much more ready to believe things than your average Joe Skeptic, but I have to admit that it’s tough for me to credit seriousness to anyone involved in this fiasco. What it looks like from here is a sponge blot grafitto, and the straight-faced claim by Father Mike that “(The Church) can only (make a statement) after a thorough investigation of an event or the assuming appearance on a ‘No Parking’ sign” stretches my patience to the breaking point. That was really Don Novello dressed up as Father Mike, right?
Oh well, at least it’s a moment’s break from Cardinal Law stories. Plus, grades are due tomorrow, which reminds me to urge every reader to dash over to this post on Naomi Chana’s blog. (This afternoon, in my office: Tripp says, “Is grading really supposed to make you nauseuous?”) So after that all I have to do is. . . oh, right, Christmas is coming.
Posted by AKMA at December 19, 2002 10:27 PM | TrackBackLooks more like Che Guevara to me, but then everyone knows I'm an unrepentant heathen.
Posted by: Dorothea Salo at December 20, 2002 08:11 AM