I’ll admit it: when Pope Francis initially came on the scene, I thought there was some hope for the catholic church. Maybe, just maybe, they’d put someone in the front office who was genuinely interested in recognizing the seriously problematic issues which the RCC currently labors under and was prepared to address them in a meaningful way. I mean, jeez, this guy is tackling the cult of opulence and conspicuous consumption on the part of some of the Vatican hierarchy, he’s drawing more attention to the poor, he suggests with his statement about “who am I to judge?” that homosexuality isn’t the intractable bugaboo that it had been to that point. Francis comes to the US, talking about climate change and distribution of wealth, while praising our country as “the land of the free and home of the brave” … and then he has a private meeting with a bigot.
The New York Times reported on 30 September, 2015, that Jorge Bergoglio granted a private audience to Kim Davis, the Rowan County, Kentucky clerk who came to prominence when she refused to issue marriage licenses to gay or Lesbian couples, citing her “deeply held christian values” as justification. Francis gifted her with rosaries, telling her to “stay strong,” according to her lawyer, who accompanied her during this event. With this one action, Frankie has plainly and simply blown his cover and revealed himself as the unrepentant party-liner any serious analysis would show him to be.
What we have here, ladies and gentlemen, is the pontifical equivalent of Ronald Wilson Reagan: a surfeit of flash and sizzle accompanying a near-dearth of any kind of substance or meaningful backup for the public light show and indeed, behavior against the common weal. Reagan made a decent effort to be a populist president, then turned around and funded the Contra rebels under the table and conveniently forgot about the whole thing when called to task. Much in the same pattern, Frankie puts on the splash and dazzle for the rubes, just before he meets with a woman who violated her oath of office and attempted to justify that desecration by claiming “conscientious objector” status. Adding to the overall chutzpah of the event, no real attempt was made to keep it hidden, as Davis almost immediately related the story to reporters for ABC News.
Basically, Frankie has made a lie of his apparent admiration for our country and the secularism which supports its diversity, religious and otherwise. His meet with Davis amounts to a self-serving gesture, an attempt to assert that his god and not civil law are the final word in a country where Church and State have at least a de jure if not a de facto wall separating them. His presumption disrespects the Constitution and US law while supporting a publicly-elected official who used her position to discriminate against a portion of the people she was mandated to serve. Any credibility or claim to moral rectitude this prating pontiff might have had should now be forfeit, certainly in the eyes of anyone who has any regard for the laws this country is built on, or at least, as Judge David Bunning noted, the worth of an oath. I find that I have to join with Mr. Deity’s Brian Dalton in his two-word appraisal of this man and the incident which disqualified his superficial tripe: