CARDINAL SEAN BRADY - AN ASS LICKER GETS AN ASS LICKERS REWARD?
So Pope Francis is to accept Cardinal Sean Brady's resignation - and Sean Brady is to be ASSUMED BODY AND SOUL INTO OBLIVION.
But I wonder does he have a soul? Did he not sell his soul to the Roman Catholic Mafiosa? As a reward they made him a monsignor, an archbishop and a cardinal.
And now they are ready to sacrifice him on their PR altar and wipe their hands of him - making him a scapegoat for the Church's sexual abuse and sexual abuse cover up.
Sean Brady never had any balls. If he had them in the beginning they were removed from him during his so called "formation" in the seminary brainwashing process.
They then got him to immerse himself in Canon Law - the modern version of the laws, rules and regualtions of the Pharisees.
He became a bishop's secretary and in that position his job was to do the bishop's dirty work. Part of the dirty work was to bring two little boys who had been sexually abused by BRENDAN SMYTH into a room - locking their parents outside - and swear them to secrecy. He also questioned them as to whether they might have somehow enjoyed Smyth's abuse of them and went on to have "dirty thoughts" about their abuse.
This was Brady mentally and emotionally abusing the boys for a second time!
He then did a Pontius Pilate and handed his notes over to his bishop and forgot all about the poor little boys.
Of course he did not report the abuse to the Irish police. His bishop would have told him not to. And even if Brady had the balls to go against the bishop - which he hadn't - the bishop would have seen to it that Brady's "career" was over. The bishop would have also sent for the local police superintendent and the matter would have been buried by that devout, Roman Catholic, Mass going superintendent.
But at least afterwards Brady could have held his head up high and said he had done the right thing - the Christian thing - the courageous thing.
But of course any courage he may have had in his youth in rural County Cavan was well gone after his time in the seminary, his Canon Law studies and the prospects of wearing purple and scarlet.
I wonder if Brady ever even gave a second thought to those two poor little abused Cavan boys that he had handled with the "skill" of the inquisitor. Did he think about them when was made rector of The Irish College in Rome? Did he think of them when he was made Archbishop of Armagh. Did he think of them when the Pope placed the scarlet biretta on his bowed head?
Of course he didn't. They were not worth the froth on his capuccino. They were not worth the sediment at the bottom of his bottle of Barolo. They were not worth the dandruff on hid red shoulders. They were simply collateral damage on his career path.
But God is good. And fate is not bad either. Those defenceless little abused boys were destined to return to haunt his life and his career when he was at the very top of his pole.
Sean Brady will ALWAYS be remembered for ONE THING ONLY - that he was part of covering up for Ireland's most nororious priest paedophile - that he was the so called "note taker" who locked two little boys in a room and swore them to secrecy about their victimhood.
"WHAT WOULD IT PROFIT A MAN IF HE GAINED THE WHOLE WORLD BUT LOST HIS SOUL"
"WOE TO THE MAN WHO HURT THESE MY LITTLE ONES - BETTER FOR THAT MAN IF HE HAD A STONE TIED AROUND HIS NECK AND HE BE THROWN INTO THE DEEP SEA"
As Brady relinquishes the See of Armagh he is heading for the seas of retirement, oblivion and judgement.
At this stage the 30 pieces of silver in the pocket of his cardinal's crimson cassock should represent an unbearable burden.
But then you would have to have a soul to feel that :-(
Feast of the Assumption Sean B Brady into Oblivion