I had to double-check the sky last night. There were no fiery horses stampeding from above. No dragons spewing pestilence. This dude gave nary a peep.
I suspected that the ordination of Susan Slaughter as Fort Worth’s first female Episcopal priest yesterday afternoon would prompt such a non-apocalypse. This is not to detract from Slaughter’s milestone – a former speech pathologist, teacher, deacon, and a grandmother, she seems more than qualified. Congrats to all.
Poor Bishop Iker and his fold – they still believe they’ve magically transported themselves to Argentina and a less woman-friendly diocese. Normally, I’d say: Et’s-lay ust-jay umor-hay em-thay. But they want their righteous ideological split without the painful sacrifice of title and property, hence the imminent legal disputes.
Of course, they’ve still got The Gayz to kick around, but not forever. If Iker et al continue to deny qualified people the chance to serve their religious communities because of Iker’s “deeply held convictions” — well, Mick and Keith and the boys offer a reminder of what the universe eventually forces such stubborn people to do.