My Solemn Promise
If this happens -- and be reminded, gentle snowflakes, that we don't even have the Bollettino in hand yet about the first shoe dropping -- then Amy, Ray Flynn and Lawler can come to my office, cook crow, and I will eat it.
Hell, I'll take it tartare.
It seems I'll have to ask Levada to make his first order of business a Decree mandating that comment-posters publish e.mail addresses with their posts. This is heeded, it seems, as much as Humanae vitae. Sorry, cons....