Marcotte, McEwen and Donohue
Sounds like a PR firm, don't it? How many time have I told you kids not to trust the NYTimes. They lie almost constantly, and when they tell the truth, it's usually in furtherance of a bigger lie, something on the order of say...Bill Donohue speaks for American Catholics. Whitewater, Bill Donohue speaks for his Catholic League, whatever that is. I speak for one American who, aside from a blip in 2004, never heard of the bigshot Bill or his Catholic League of Judgement, and in this, I am in the vast majority.
A strawman? You bet. And not a very sound one at that. You see the Church in America speaks mainly through it clergymen, of which we have plenty in spokesman positions. While we're currently experiencing a grave shortage of parish priests, most, if not all of our Bishoprics are filled. Any one of these guys would do as well as Donohue, but why stop there, we have the real thing, the man himself, you guessed it! Ladies and Gentlemen, the Whore of Babylon, Our Rock and our Vicar on Earth! Put you hands together for the Shoes of the Fisherman...Wait for it...Pope Benedict XVI.
Frankly, the name Bill Donohue probably doesn't play all that well in the South, where as the mere mention of the Pap can still gin up some of that old klan feeling, so vital to winning elections down in Dixieland. Edwards people have been swift pontooned by the blogroll and now they stuck with a couple of fauxrad neofemmes for campaign bloggers, another surefire winner from the Tidewater West across the Sunbelt and turning North along the Great Divide, and a horde of pissed-off mackrel snappers. Notre Dame, this could get ugly, in fact, it already has.
While back in old New York, there's is still another Great Lady, and she is smiling a beatific smile.
 St. Hillary of Park Ridge/Deliverer of Democrats/Deliver us.
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