The day after St Patrick’s Day may be a little foggy to some, but I remember March 18, 1989 vividly. Every year on that date, I think about that Saturday morning in Milwaukee when Max Adonnis was shot and killed at Giovanni’s, the restaurant where I worked.
I know some priests smoke and drink and even break their vow of celibacy. But shouldn’t the pope be held to a higher standard? Legend has it that he is infallible.
Let’s apply a logic syllogism that I learned at my Catholic university: A = B and B = C; therefore A = C. In word form: If the pope smokes, and the pope makes no mistakes, then smoking is not a mistake.
According the the blog, guanabe.com, the pope even lies about smoking–with Vatican officials backing him up. Wandering off to pray, indeed. My mom would have seen through that lie instantly.
I understand nuns picking up the habit. Bah, dum dum. But where did the pope pick up this dirty habit? In the Hitler Youth, when he was Joe Ratzinger?
The pope has a heart condition and has had at least one stroke. He is the oldest person to rise to the papacy since Clement II in 1730, but his reign may be shortened due to the coffin nails he puffs on.
With implicit papal blessing, Europeans go on resisting the smoking bans that are slowly infiltrating the continent. Particularly resistant are the Austrians, according to today’s Wall Street Journal. Forty-one per cent of Austrians smoke daily compared to 19% of Americans. Austria’s former health minister, Andrea Kdolsky, is quoted in the article:
“Smokers are old enough to decide on their own,” she said in an interview last year.
Opinion polls showed that most Austrians were against a full-blown smoking ban, says Ms. Kdolsky. She dismisses claims about the dangers of secondhand smoke. “No international study tells you that sitting in a restaurant for two hours as a passive smoker brings you harm,” she says.
America’s new leader might sneak a puff or two. But he has never claimed to be perfect.
I am surprised to find myself defending Rudy Guiliani, but here I am.
I support his decision to root for the Red Sox in the World Series. But the New York papers crucified him for it yesterday. The New York Daily News headline screamed “Traitor!”.
When your team doesn’t make it into the playoffs or the World Series, it’s natural to root for your division or league. When the Orioles were sitting at home in October, I used to root for the Yankees. No one considered it disloyal to the Orioles. If your team got beat in the season, you want them to have been beaten by the best.
But Yankee fans don’t root for the Yankees — they root against everyone else. The fan hostility against the visiting team is palpable in Yankee Stadium. Its a completely different vibe than I experienced growing up as a Baltimore Oriole fan.
Later, attending games at Milwaukee’s County Stadium, the Milwaukee Brewer fans rooted for their team like civilized fans, even when the White Sox were in town. (Okay, maybe emotions were a little higher when the White Sox were visiting.)
Go on, Rudy, root away!
Today’s London Times suggests that New York City Mayor Michael Bloomberg is considering an independent run for president on an anti-gun platform. The article suggests he could win if enough Democrats are unable to swallow Hillary and if enough Republications abort Rudy.
Is there really hope for an anti-gun candidate to beat the unbeatable and embarrassingly American gun lobby? For this reason alone, I can get behind Bloomberg for president. Bang, bang.
So former New Jersey governer Jim McGreevey is slamming his ex-wife for referring to him as “bisexual”. He calls her comment “disdain” for gay americans and a “form of homophobia”.
Jim, take it easy on her. She is the one person in the tri-state area who must be forgiven for thinking that you go both ways. You married her, you slept with her, you fathered her child. Can’t you see the absurdity?
She witnessed you in the act of sleeping with a woman. Even if it was just once. Killing a man only once still makes you a murderer.