Mojo's papal prediction seems to have panned out: we have a Pope Joseph. Well, sort of. An excellent choice Ratzinger -- I got the news via text message while I sat in an annual board meeting. Others got word by e-mail and as the meeting broke up, one modern and learned attorney on the board reacted to the news by saying, "Oh no, not him: he's evil." I protested that the man is not evil; this forced her to a fallback position of general disgust. "So much for a more inclusive church," she huffed.

Apparently she has no use for someone who would defend doctrine that doesn't comport with modern morals. At least she's impartial, prefacing her creed-bashing with "I'm not Catholic, but..."

Interestingly enough, one of the agenda items at today's meeting was a progress report on the organization's "diversity" quotas for sex and race. There was much self-congratulation over those efforts, because in today's polite society principles must only be skin deep.

The irony should be delicious but instead I feel like puking.