A woman has been ordained as a priest in a secret ceremony in central Europe as an act of defiance against the Roman Catholic Church.
The woman who was "ordained" does not want to be identified
Three years ago, the Vatican moved decisively against an international movement for the ordination of women when it excommunicated the so-called Danube Seven.
Seven women had claimed the status of priests after a form of ordination ceremony held on a boat moored on the river Danube.
Now a similar ceremony has taken place in a private chapel in central Europe.
BBC Radio 4’s Crossing Continents Crossing Europe witnessed the event but only on condition the programme does not reveal the exact location or the identity of the young woman.
The unofficial ordination comes just two months after the inauguration of Pope Benedict XVI who is known for his traditional views.
In the case of the Danube Seven, it was Cardinal Joseph Ratzinger – now Pope Benedict – who declared that since the women gave no indication of repentance "for the most serious offence they have committed, they have incurred excommunication". [Source]
I wonder why she doesn’t want to be identified? Is it to keep from being formally excommunicated? If that is the reason it is rather ironic to not accept the authority of the Church that it can not ordain women and at the same time accept it’s authority that you can be excommunicated.
How about a caption contest for this one? I will get it started with.
"Women ordains character from 8-bit Nintendo game"
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I must admit, I was so sickened by the picture (above) that I caved in to venting my anger through the caption I offered. Following that, I meant to offer a charitable response to “Lucy”… Now that we’re “down the road a bit”, I don’t understand your humor any more than I would understand a giggle in Gethsemene.
We should each study Chesterton a bit, to learn about the proper application of humor. But, thanks for your follow-up’s.
“So we’ll be taking what off today, an inch? Your hair seems a bit dry, have you been using conditioner like I told you?”
Koko like grooming.
Raelian Catholic priestesses use brain-altering powers to prepare disciple for “reunion” with the Mothership
“May the Spirit of the Great Gaia Creator come upon you.”
I may be showing my geek roots, but an “8-bit Nintendo video game” wouldn’t be able to show that head. The NES could define color palettes of only 48 colors and 5 grays, and one can only display about 25 colors on the screen simultaneously, without horrible hacks. Everything displayed on the screen was made of 8×8 pixel characters, and each character could only have 4 colors (3+transparent). There’s too much color diversity in that image to be displayed on the NES.
SPOILER ALERT: Industry insiders released on Thursday this vidcap of the end cutscene from the long-awaited “Legend of Zelda: The Ordination of Womanador.”
“Beam me down, Scotty.
The Master of Ceremonies leans in and says, “I think you are pressing down too hard.”
“Now hold still. Lice are tricky. I have to get a close look to see the little buggers…”
[ROME] Vatican officials deny any involvement in a recent attack to “wipe their faces off the face of the earth” in regards to women seeking ordainment into the Roman Catholic Church. Father P., who wished to remain anonymous stated, “As you can see by the photographic evidence, they are doing these works to themselves, and thus wiping themselves completely out of Eternal rewards.”
“Hem the bottom of my bizarre rob well, or I shall smite thee.”
Drats! I really need to get that crystal ball repaired. :o)
“Hem the bottom of my bizarre robe well, or I shall smite thee.”
“Girls! Time for dinner!”
“But Mom, we’re playing church!“
“Feel the Power of the Dark Side!”
or
“By the power of my own feminine genius as recognized by the Scowling Coven of WomynChurch, I hereby nurture and celebrate the goddess within you! Cookies and enneagram will follow in the parish hall.”
I wonder why we can only get women with scrambled brains to do this?
Sorry, but the “supposed” priestesses in the picture don’t seem to “shine” w/happiness and love …. they look pretty stern and a bit angry …. spooky.
Someone forgot to wash her hair!!
RE: “not looking happy” – maybe they’re not looking forward to the enema-gram afterwards. (And what an “anal” idea it is… Discrete Math meets the Horoscope! Why ‘nine’ for Sagittarius’ sake? Hee hee.)
Say – when such beings are upset about not being NFL linebackers, do they put on shoulder pads and helmets, then tackle dummies and run through tires? At least linebacking is ontologically possible for anyone… Golly. Why aren’t they whining about not playing in the Superbowl?
Ahem. (hee hee!) Now, for some caption suggestions…
“Slytherin Graduate Transfigures Muggle Into Amorphous Blob”
“University of Circe Confers Degree in Swine-Making”
“Wicked Witch Trainee Produces Winged Monkey”
And (as you might expect) a GKC rebuttal:
“The creed was like a key in three respects; which can be most conveniently summed up under this symbol. First, a key is above all things a thing with a shape. It is a thing that depends entirely upon keeping its shape. The Christian creed is above all things the philosophy of shapes and the enemy of shapelessness.” The Everlasting Man CW2:346-347
But GKC has another, perhaps even more relevant comment on the mystery at the root of this matter:
“If a woman were blind, the good wonder-workers would give her back her eyes; if a man were halt, they would give him back his leg. But they did not, I think, say to the man: “You are so good that you really ought to be a woman”; or to the woman: “You are so bothered it is time you had a holiday as a man.” I do not say there are no exceptions; but this is the general tone of the tales about good magic. But, on the other hand, the popular tales about bad magic are specially full of the idea that evil alters and destroys the personality. The black witch turns a child into a cat or a dog; the bad magician keeps the Prince captive in the form of a parrot, or the princess in the form of a hind; in the gardens of the evil spirits human beings are frozen into statues or tied to the earth as trees. In all such instinctive literature the denial of identity is the very signature of Satan. In that sense it is true that the true God is the God of things as they are – or, at least, as they were meant to be.”
GKC Illustrated London News Nov 22, 1913 CW29:588
Tony C beat me to it:
“Girls! Time for dinner!”
“But Mom, we’re playing church!”
So how about:
At least they can’t become Knights of Columbus!
OOOOOMMMMM … think women priests … OOOOMMMMMM … think women priests … OOOOMMMMMM … think women priests … OOOOMMMMMM … think women priests …
“I’ll get you my pretty, and your little dog too!”
“Wherever DID you get that AWFUL hairdo! Such an interesting monster too.. my stars.. if an INteresting monster can’t have an INteresting hair doo.. i dont know what I’d do… “
“After we analyze the bumps on your head, we will need your date, time and place of birth to see if you are truly worthy.”
“I think I can. I think I can. I think I can.”
What’s funny is that I used to play church as a kid…. I would pretend to be the priest (as I was the oldest, and had my own Bible), and we had Pringles for the hosts and Sprite for the wine. I got over my desire to be a priest when I was about 12… by the time I hit puberty, I was done with play-acting.
(yes, I’m female)
“I lost my magic glass ball. Can I use your head instead?”
“I don’t think we’re in Kansas anymore, Toto”…
“hubble bubble toil and wubble, i’m a fake and will be in trouble”
Next on an episode of “Prots”. Bad girls, bad girls, what you gonna do – what you gonna do when they excommunicate you.
“Our vatican spy cannot be identified lest her security be compromised”
“Just checking your temperature honey, looks like you have a fever”
“You will grow no taller than this”
“Not quite what I expected after unravelling the bandages”
I was raised Irish Catholic, went to CCD every Sunday and all that, but gradually drifted away. Lately I’ve been re-considering my faith… but I ran across this web site and the comments on this first story have left me aghast! I am seriously shocked by the seething belligerence. I really thought that Catholics were better than this.
I have made my decision now, that I wish to have nothing to do with the Catholic church. I’m certain that this decision will be met with more insults directed towards me.
Hello Julia! Belligerence or taking the piss? Don’t come back to the Church for the other Catholics, we’re quite likely to be worse than you. Come back to the Church for Christ. He’s not.
And he puts up with us.
“Dogs declare selves cats, start licking selves more often and jumping on the counter top to prove it.”
I agree with berenike. Any conversion for which the basis is “hey! other catholics are nice” is almost bound to be lousy and uncomitted.
awesome post, lucy.
julia, is that you?
Julia, this site is mostly about humor. We are not angry towards these women or belligerant, merely bemused and somewhat saddened.
Does humor in general make you feel uncomfortable?
It is very odd, and more than faintly humorous to see someone playing at ordination.
The words of investiture were probably these: “The shalom of the holy; the disclosure of the gracious shekinah; divine wisdom; the empowering matrix; she in whom we live and move and have our being–she comes; she is here!”
It’s so obviously non-Christian. Notice no mention of the Holy Spirit. No mention of Jesus.
Taken from… http://www.findarticles.com/p/articles/mi_m0MKY/is_13_28/ai_n6245102
“Father, ma’am? Sorry to interrupt. The local high school called; curtain’s in ten minutes and they need us to return the Technicolor Dreamcoats.”
or
“You know, Sinead, you could at least have kept your head shaved.”
“This is your brain on womens ordination.”
I’m Melting! I’m MELLTINNGG!
Caption: Janet Reno examines heads of Dade County voters for Mark of the Beast.
Julia: the above is banter.
But I must confess, if my husband tried to walk into Mother Angelica’s convent and attempt to join her order of sisters, she’d give him a good clouting. Then he’d get one from me.
“Our minds are becoming closer… Our minds are merging…”
Building on Tony’s comment…
“Aiiee… the pain! So… much… pain!”
…One potato, two potato, three potato…four…
>
I’m gunna wash that man right out of my hands, I’m gunna wash that man right out of my hands. :o)
Hmm. I was a lapsed Catholic and came back, and one of my delights was the sense of humour among members of the Church. I had been sucked into the idea that Catholics were a humourless lot, but I think they (we) laugh most about what hurts us.
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