Ratzinger and Chaos Theory
As I watched Pope Benedict's helicopter sail off from Vatican City with an escort of angels taking him to some forlorn monastery, I wished the fuckin’ thing would crash! No bull. Hey, I’m a nice guy. I’m a graduate of one of the best Catholic schools in Brooklyn. Did I really write that? I sure did, underscored and I’ll put in bold print.
All right, the following can’t be proved. It’s pure supposition but it’s what I believe. It sure makes sense to me.
I’m a believer in chaos theory. The flap of a butterfly’s wing can cause unimagined cataclysmic changes given time and distance. A seemingly insignificant event can change the world and the course of history. A good example is in 1914 when Archduke Ferdinand’s chauffeur checked his map after getting lost in Sarajevo and proceeded to take the exact street which would lead him directly in front of the café where Gavrito Princip was enjoying coffee after a hectic day involving a failed assassination. We all know what happened. Princip must have thought it was a sign from heaven. WWI broke out weeks later and in less than five years, 137 million people were either killed or wounded, a half million in this country and we were in it only one year. Millions of soldiers faced machine gun fire, dying for the economic interests of the ruling classes that considered them inferior.
That’s chaos theory. If the chauffeur had gotten discouraged and given up, World War I and then eventually World War II might not have happened when it did. In fact, all our lives have been changed by a lowly chauffeur 99 years ago.
A seemingly insignificant event like George W. Bush getting into Yale with merely average grades (at best) was an event that eventually cursed the world and the future of humanity. As Mark Anthony said in Julius Caesar said, “The evil that men do lives after them, the good is oft interred with their bones.” Where was the “Christian polity” that the country’s third oldest institution of higher learning was founded on? Elihu Yale was just a Dickensian businessman, but Cotton Mather, charter member, hard ass, theologian and fire-and-brimstones preacher, would have hit the ceiling.
All that Christian bullshit goes flying out the window when money, power or sex enters the game. I wonder if the corrupt Yale admission officials had the slightest inkling of the danger they were unleashing on the world by allowing such a dimwitted reprobate to enter and graduate such a prestigious Ivy League school.
Once in Yale, George W. held a 77 grade average, and that was taking business courses. He later went on to Harvard Business School and graduated with an MBA, becoming the first modern president to be so poorly and routinely educated, except for perhaps Harry Truman. If Ike said Richard Nixon, “just ain’t presidential timber”, what would he have called W. Bush?
That’s chaos theory, all right.
The evil in this case was by the admission officials at Yale University for allowing a substandard student to enter due to bribery (in the form of contributions and endowments), unabashed nepotism and political influence. Prescott Bush, his grandfather, was a United States senator from Connecticut and George H.W. Bush was a wealthy oil businessman and future president.
As well, unabashed, in-your-face favoritism helped him get in the Texas Air National Guard in spite of a low flying aptitude. This was in 1968, the time of the Tet Offensive in Viet Nam, when America was losing thousands of soldiers per month. Air Force officials felt that W. Bush was needed close to home, even though he had spotty attendance and poor piloting skills. But wait, if W. had been drafted like everybody else his age, he might have been in the tiny hamlet of Ben Suc on the east border of the Iron Triangle, where it might have been was his job to machine gun the women and children who came running out of their huts blazing on fire to put them out of their misery. Engineering officers wanted the village demolished and ordered it burned to the ground. They had no idea many of inhabitants were hiding under the floor boards.
If W. Bush were there instead of in his cozy home in Texas, he would have witnessed the horror of war and the illegal, immoral and un-American Invasion of Iraq might not have happened!
Chaos theory is apparent here because if it weren’t for obvious favoritism and cheating, he never could have become president on his own. The War in Afghanistan and then Iraq probably wouldn’t have happened, and I’d venture to say that 9/11 might never have happened if an arrogant, fundamentalist Christian hadn’t been the titular head of the country. There’s no doubt that religion had a lot to do with the terrorist event that traumatized and cursed the world.
When Bush was running against Senator Kerry in 2004, some staff member got the bright idea of soliciting Pope John Paul II’s support. Bush was losing only slightly and an extra nudge might push him over the victory line. As it turned out, he won by a slim majority while losing the popular vote.
The idea was to use the abortion issue as a carrot to bait the pope into using his power as a world leader to exhort and solicit votes for the incumbent president. John Paul II listened sympathetically and referred the request for support to a cryptic Vatican society named Opus Dei whose director at the time happened to be a Cardinal Joseph Ratzinger. Dutifully, the cardinal saw the political “writing on the wall” and mailed out letters to all American bishops. The instruction was to use their religious and political influence to urge parishioners to vote for W. Bush. I can see it in my mind, these righteous fanatics haranguing and berating church-goers about abortion. “Abortion is abomination,” right? Therefore, God demands you vote for Bush.
The sermons were so rousing and stimulating that thousands of Catholics jumped on the Bush bandwagon. It was just enough to determine the outcome. W. Bush still remained the 43rd president due to Ratzinger’s power and interference. The direction of the world was emphatically determined—the path toward more war and more corporate profits for the military and defense industries, not to mention the oil cartels. Since Bush was elected the country and the world have suffered immeasurable adversity, including thousands of American kids killed, maimed or psychologically traumatized—plus the shear waste of it. I should say millions killed because the people of Iraq and Afghanistan are human.
It’s the underhandedness and secrecy that pisses me off. Same thing in the California Proposition 8 issue last year, the gay right to marry bill. The pope had his long pious fingers pulling strings in that one also. Bush even supported amending the Constitution to prohibit gay marriage. We all know what happened.
To sprinkle salt on the wound and twist the knife, Pope John Paul II died the next year and who should miraculously become pope? Ratzinger.
Are you ready? Within a year, Pope Benedict XVI capriciously decided to visit the U.S. as his predecessor was a world traveler. As soon as he landed in Dulles International Airport, President George Walker Bush, the 43rd president of the United State, all smiles and gooey gratitude, came running out, and would have kissed the holy father on the lips (French style) if given the chance. In doing so, Bush broke all historical protocol: an American president never has left the White House purposely to greet anybody.
Here’s the whopper. See if you still can understand why I wished his helicopter had crashed: THERE ARE NO PRIESTS OR OTHER CLERGY LISTED ON THE NATIONAL LIST OF SEX OFFENDERS.
As evidence of chaos theory, because a high ranking church official on the other side of the world didn’t agree with liberalized abortion policies in the U.S., thousands of American families have lost their children, have sons or daughters with a missing limb, while countless others are living with nightmarish wartime trauma.
The thing about chaos theory, it’s impossible to prove. That’s why it’s called “chaos theory.” One thing’s for sure, the industrial/military complex that Ike warned about in his Farewell Address has gotten its way ever since. I was born at the end of WWII and it’s been almost constant war. As the kids in my Bed-Sty high school used to say, “this shit’s gotta stop.”
Otherwise the singularity that occurred here called Life, could disappear forever—or least until another RNA replicator comes on the scene after a half billion years wait.