Dear Roman Polanski, we have presents for you

Right through here.

Seriously  – this entire Polanski thing has once again reminded me that I am in the wrong line of work. The news is an unnecessarily depressing business. I’d like to go back to my earlier childhood dream of being an orientologist in Australia. Or Brazil. Or Argentina. I’m pretty sure that not many species of birds have rape – except for ducks, but who needs ducks? I could have been studying the tinamou. It’s a terrific bird, when you think about it, really. Nearly 50 species. An ancient lineage. They make beautiful calls, very shyly, from behind bushes, rocks and trees. They lay attractively coloured eggs. These are creatures that are worth the development of patient observation techniques.

This is all just a polite way of saying FUCK THIS POLANSKI NONSENSE WITH A GARDEN RAKE, of course. But then again, I don’t know. I hear that rural Argentina’s nice.

Cardinal Sean Brady saw no evil. Right.

In an odd way, I feel bad for Cardinal Sean Brady & other members of the Irish Catholic clergy (such as the clueless Bishop Brennan – who hilariously chose to ask parishioners for cash in helping deal with abuse victim payouts by stating that ” ‘I did not cause the problem’ is not the response of the Christian” – gosh, if only these people had applied the same logic when they decided whether or not to close ranks and stand in solidarity with child rapists).

I don’t feel bad for them because they are poor dears, caught up in circumstances beyond their control. I doubt that most of them are especially remorseful about the crimes perpetrated within and by their institution. As Pam Spaulding points out, Brady is in full-on defensive mode. He had done nothing wrong, you see! Nothing that wasn’t in accordance with the times! This entire thing reminds me of how Emmanuelle Seigner went to bat for her husband, Roman Polanski, by pointing out that what he did to that teenage girl was not rape! It was just 70’s sex! The 70’s were a wild and crazy time! Sodomizing children was no more unusual than listening to Foghat!

I think Brady and Seigner should hurry up and have an affair. She’ll ditch Roman, he’ll bail on the Roman Catholic Church (see? this whole “Roman” thing means that it’s practically fate), and together they can raise sheep in a particularly remote corner of New Zealand, sparing global society their apologist nonsense.

But yeah, I do feel bad for people who are so completely invested in their power and privilege that they, on one level, are willing to make a total break with reality. It’s a shitty bargain, in the end. It catches up with you in this world or the next, and deservedly so.

What we’re seeing today, really, is yet another confirmation of how little churches have anything to do with God, or even something as relatively concrete as holy texts. In a way, I believe that any religious institution straddles a great paradox – it plays a certain role, but it’s very status as an institution has a tendency to negate the role even as it is being played. Still, sometimes the mistakes that church officials make are so crude, so blatant, SO despicable, that sadness sets in in spite of logic.

Now, if only these powerful men of the cloth had any sadness reserved for all those children they failed so profoundly. Spare a little sadness for Paul Dwyer, maybe? He killed himself after the police failed to bring his rapist, former priest Bill Carney, to justice. Carney was paid off to leave the Church. He has a nice little life in Scotland. He’s married. And Paul Dwyer is dead. Of course, you’re not supposed to have sympathy for suicides, Cardinal Brady. You just set your mouth in an even thinner line, and take care of business, right?

How many Paul Dwyers is that cardinal’s seat worth, anyway?


P.S. Great  comment on Pandagon, by RickMassimo:

“Dr Brady claimed that wider society handled child abuse cases differently in the 1970s. ’There was a culture of silence about this, a culture of secrecy, that’s the way society dealt with it.’”

Yes, and the Catholic Church has always been proud about how in step it is with society at large.

P.P.S. You know, something that has always struck me is the irony of it all, really. Even violent criminals look down on child rapists. You have to let this sink in. These Roman Catholic officials are worse off than some  prick doing 10 to 15 for robbery and assault with a deadly weapon.

Bernard-Henri Lévy’s immortal genius

Let me show you it.

I’m not going to talk about how rape apologia is a bad thing, because if that’s not clear to you by now, you 1) fail at life and 2) are hanging out on the wrong blog.

I am, however, going to say this: McCarthyism? BHL, you compare the outrage over Polanski’s crime and the aftermath of said crime to McCarthyism? I suppose I shouldn’t expect anything less from a man who once said that the face-veil is an “invitation to rape” – because, clearly, rape is something one is able to invite (grab a goddamn dictionary from one of your mahogany shelves, you creepy, over-indulged jackass, and avail yourself of the definition of the word “rape”; you might want to follow that up by asking yourself what is it about a woman in a face-veil that gets you violently excited to begin with, because if this isn’t some weird personal issue regarding women’s availability or lack thereof, then I am Persephone, queen of the underworld) – but still, I just have to say it one more time:

McCarthyism? FREAKING MCCARTHYISM? So, when Mike Tyson went to jail for rape, that was just like the Boer War, right? I mean, that’s about as much sense as you’re making right here, you narcissistic, overgrown pretty boy. Realizing that I once thought of you as hot makes me want to take a bath in a goddamn vat of Lysol.

Why don’t you just go back to dropping pearls of wisdom such as your earth-shattering revelation that “everything matters to everybody”? Even though reading pompous drivel like that makes me feel like my eyeballs are about to start bleeding, something tells me you do less damage while paddling about in the shallow end of the pool. Seriously, aren’t there better things for you to do than “provocateurizing” about Polanski – such as making sure the right amount of buttons is currently unbuttoned on your boring white shirt? Or, hey, I don’t know, maybe you could just get more pies to the face, or something.

Hat-tip to Sady.

Cheap Polanski joke (is on everyone but Polanski)

Polanski’s sister-in-law, Mathilde Seigner, admits she is delighted the star will soon be free, telling French newspaper Le Parisien, “I am very happy and relieved. We’re going to drink a nice glass of champagne and toast together.” [source]

Yeah, and then he’ll throw in some forced sodomy, ’cause that’s just how he rolls. Seriously, you’re talking to the national media and you bring up champagne?

What’s worse: that these people are simply unaware of the impression they are giving the rest of the world, or that they are, in fact, very much aware, and couldn’t give a damn? And then they have the nerve to complain about how their family has been negatively affected by this situation? Because, clearly, the utter sense of entitlement and “it’s OK to get away with rape for as long as you’re a celebrated genius” means that society needs to roll over and drool for your benefit?

He better still get extradited. Otherwise, I might have to quit humanity.

There isn’t anything else I’d like to say about this, so I’ll let appropriate gif be appropriate: