@Lightwizard,
You're doing a lot of name dropping LW. Are you trying to impress us?
I think of everybody's skid marked underpants first. Except the Pope of course. He doesn't wear underpants. Thereby hangs a tale which I am not going to tell on account of its unseemliness.
I think you misunderstand the Catholic clergy at a deep level. Do you really think they give a **** about the bullshit side of things? Do you seriously think there's anything you lot know that they don't?
Boy oh boy are you into self-approval. It's your Achilles Heel. You remind me of those ladies who, within 60 seconds of being introduced to them, and no matter what the topic of conversation, will find a way of informing you that their offspring are at university. Or that their sister's next door neighbour's brother was once in a urinal stood next to the Duke of Devonshire's gamekeeper.
When I was just finding out how much **** I was in they used to airbrush out the pubic hairs of the healthy looking bints in the naturist magazines which were sold on railway station bookstalls. Like Dylan said ---Things Have Changed. It was illegal then for a lady movie star to be kissed without her having her feet on the ground. A scientific version of Salammbo's chain I suppose.