Irony

Well, just now, my google reader popped up two stories, almost right next to each other. The first, from firedoglake, is about Phyllis Schlafly, who is a real throwback to the 1950’s. Just lovely. She just wants to pretend her son isn’t gay. Doesn’t want to talk about it. Just get honorary degrees and pretend that Ozzie and Harriet is playing on TV.

The second is from Bad Astronomy Blog, about how for the first time girls have swept the top tiers at the Intel International Science and Engineering Fair.

Update: And just now, a third story comes up at Clerical Whispers: Church Split Over Woman Bishop

A BREAKAWAY group of Anglicans will snub the historic ordination of Australia’s first woman bishop, West Australian Kay Goldsworthy, this week.

They claim the event is the death of traditional religion as stated in the Bible.

Tide’s coming in, people, the new generation will take over. You can resist and deny, but the children of today will not be quiet and know their place. No more intolerance and discrimination. Phyllis sounds like she’d just fit in so well with the GAFCon folks. Just pretend you can hold it all back folks. Just pretend that God told us priests have to be men. Just pretend that your son isn’t gay. Just pretend that the best use of a woman’s brain is to stay in the kitchen and do her nails. Try to hold onto the hands of your clocks to stop the movement.

What do you expect from your bishop?

No, not a snide comment this time at all. An inquiry from all you smart people out there to your humble servant, clumber, bishop of pittsburgh. We all have bishops. We all have expectations and ideas about what a bishop should do/be/think/act like. Madpriest’s comments on the Rt. Rev. Jane Alexander and a sidebar I had with klady lead me to ask of all of you, in order that I might set a right course of action for my holding the position of First Canine Bishop of the Episcopal Church, to answer that simple question.