Once I was a clever boy learning the arts of Oxford... is a quotation from the verses written by Bishop Richard Fleming (c.1385-1431) for his tomb in Lincoln Cathedral. Fleming, the founder of Lincoln College in Oxford, is the subject of my research for a D. Phil., and, like me, a son of the West Riding. I have remarked in the past that I have a deeply meaningful on-going relationship with a dead fifteenth century bishop... it was Fleming who, in effect, enabled me to come to Oxford and to learn its arts, and for that I am immensely grateful.

Thursday, 16 September 2010

The Pope and the press

A friend forwarded me the text of a peculiarly offensive offering from the peculiarly offensive Johann Hari in that peculiarly offensive newspaper The Independent (the title of the rag is an oxymoron if you think about it for two seconds). I had thought of commenting on it, but I see that Laurence England of That The Bones You Have Crushed May Thrill has done a splendid deconstruction of the piece here.

It is well worth looking at both as an expose and an answer to the lies and
slurs told against the Holy Father.

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