Celibacy and Money, Part Deux
Well, Clark had his beach house long before he got to St. Pat's. You can thank the stole fees for that.
But this reminds me of the time I once took up the collection in St. Patrick's Cathedral. It was the First Sunday of Lent, and it was deemed appropriate penance that yours truly carry one of the baskets down the center-side aisle closer to 51st Street. The handle was so damn long -- had to be about 10 or 12 feet -- so it could reach every last person in the pew. By the time I got to the back, the weight of it was... um... considerable. It's not a hurting parish at all. Financially speaking, at least.
So, yes, there you have it. I once had a part in paying Laura DeFilippo's salary. And she never sent me flowers. Boo.
While we're on the topic of The City, the cardinal-archbishop kept a very low profile yesterday:
Egan "did not celebrate a public Mass. He celebrated privately," his spokesman Joseph Zwilling said yesterday, adding, "He is in New York."Well, it's good to know he didn't completely high-tail it off to Rome. Yet. He probably was able to hear the screaming outside from 452 Madison, though.
[T]he fallout was clearly visible outside the church, where a trio of sign-toting protesters from the city's gay and lesbian communities yelled phrases including, "Shame on Egan! Shame on Clark!"Anyone who's looking for apologies will be waiting a very... long... time.
"We're here to protest the hypocrisy of the church," said Brendan Fay, head of Dignity, a gay Catholic activist group. "To restore confidence and trust of the faithful, there needs to be an apology," he added.