So Donal Murray slithered off to Rome in the middle of the night, did he?
After two weeks of denying he had a case to answer, and after a pathetic rallying of his sheep to defend him, (65 intimidated priests and 15 religious zealots), even an old priestitute like Murray realised that people didn’t believe him. So he decided to take his story to Ratzo.
History rewritten. Murray as victim.
Never mind that he facilitated child abusers and covered up crimes of rape. Never mind that he redeployed people he knew to be child-rapists to parishes where people didn’t know about their previous activities, and where they went on to rape more children. Never mind that his callous disregard for a victim in Limerick ultimately led to that man taking his own life.
He didn’t understand child abuse, according to Murray, but here’s the strange thing. In theory, neither he nor his fellow bishops were supposed to know anything about sex between consenting adults either, but that didn’t stop them pontificating about a bit of rubber on the end of your dick, and it didn’t stop them telling women how to use a thermometer for contaception, the dirty old priestitutes.
Murray is still playing the victim.
Pray for me, he said.
And what about the victims? he was asked.
Oh, of course, well pray for them too.
But guess what? In one way Murray doesn’t have a case to answer. The questions have already been asked by Judge Yvonne Murphy, and they have been answered.
We know that he covered up these crimes.
We know that he colluded in facilitating the rapists.
What more do we need to know?
This man – and others like him – controls our primary schools. This man, bizarrely, is exempt from the provisions of the Employment Equality Act, and can fire a teacher on a whim if he thinks that teacher fails to agree with his own religious beliefs. This man is in charge of our children’s safety.
He’s completely discredited, but he isn’t alone. All the other bishops mentioned in the Murphy report are equally compromised. Priestitutes every one.
Take it a step further. Who gives a flying goddamn whether Murray and his buddies resign as bishops? I couldn’t care less if they stay where they are, waving their crooks at their sheep.
What I want to know is this. Why the hell is any priest, anywhere, in charge of schools? Why is any religious order in charge of a public hospital? Why is any cleric sitting, ex officio, on any board of the national university, except in his capacity as an academic?
If this country is ever to achieve the status of an independent republic, we need to prise the fingers of the priestitutes off the levers of power but I’m afraid the grovelling, obsequious response by our prime minister was not an encouraging start.
Nevertheless the momentum has started now, and no desperate last-minute denunciations by Diarmuid Martin and Seán Brady will close the eyes that have been opened.
At last, even the most fervent believers are able to see clearly the consequences for this country of generations of priestitution.
Time to end it.