As I Crawl Through Holy Week
How like life that this week should find me simultaneously (1) working as much overtime as possible, (2) attempting to devote as much time as possible to the season’s religious obligations, and (3) determined to address some weighty topics here on Anchor Rising (still forthcoming, given my schedule). Against that background, I’m absolutely astonished that NEA Executive Director Bob Walsh would think there to be any chance that I would chuckle at his vicious imputation that I’m confused about whether or not I’m a messianic savior and assertions (yes, judgment) about my faith:
When you start to disavow the hate filled diatribes on your own blog that are directed anyone who expresses a different point of view, you might have some standing to be making the statements you made. Re-read the many “hate-filled” comments made over the years on Anchor Rising, and question your own integrity in not challenging the authors of those comments.
Until then, your confusion seems to continue – you may be a carpenter who converted to Catholicism, but you are not anyone’s savior and you have not yet grasped the underlying principals of your chosen faith. Start with forgiveness and understanding, and work your way up to your obligation to your fellow man, and move on to love.
Any benefit of the doubt that I’ve reserved (against the urging of people close to me) that Walsh’s public presentation is anything other than the self-serving machinations of a six-figure union boss have evaporated.
How horrible that he ought to accomplish such a feat on a day during which, and in the midst of a conversational thread in response to which, I’ve devoted much prayerful thought to a matter of deep division.