Who's Going to Shoe His Holy Little Feet?

I suppose I should begin with a correction from yesterday's post, wherein I questioned his Grand High Holiness' credibility, in small part due to reports that he flaunted red Prada loafers as part of a Papal ensemble. A Vatican newspaper set the record straight, assuring us that the Lord High Brownshirt "does not wear Prada, but Christ."

Jesus forgive me, and all of us, who would for one minute believe that this model of simple living would ever succumb to the lure of worldly goods. Excepting, of course, his red fur-lined hat, his gold-embroidered robes and gold plated cups, and the long red velvet cape trimmed with ermine he wore to a recent event. As I recall, the poor carpenter from Galilee (who generations of Popes and other less exalted Christians have failed miserably to emulate) didn't go in much for ermine. I think Nero did, though, and probably Caligula. Given (then) Cardinal Benedict's attempts to cover up his corporation's widespread kiddy-diddling (see http://www.guardian.co.uk/world/2005/apr/24/children.childprotection), Caligula is the more accurate comparison.