Yesterday, while they were agreeing with the Year Zero Statue Purge, the duo regaled those waiting in Boarding Zones 4-9 with this nugget of insight into the beliefs of 2 billion people across the globe:
“Jesus Christ, if that’s who you believe, if that’s who you believe in, admittedly was not perfect when he was here on this earth.”The latter of the duo is allegedly a practicing Catholic, and nodded along amicably. Not so by the way, he resents being called "Fredo," so much so that he spectacularly beclowned himself in his initial objection to the moniker. But as yesterday shows, he confirms on a regular basis why the nickname fits. Truly, Cuomo's only qualification for his role is his surname, but like the poor, nepotism will always be with us.
The former is also a staggeringly-incompetent blowhard even by the low standards of television journalism, but he thus far lacks a compelling nickname. Then again, he doesn't rise to the level of one. He's a nonentity, gaining the notice of the public not trapped in transportation hubs only when he says things like the above. Were it not for his media perch, it is difficult to envision a job he could do outside of sales, where soothing customers with affirming bullshit is a useful skill.
If you have noticed a strain of anger in my posts on various topical matters, you are correct to do so. It stems from a constant low-grade despair. Right now, the two things I have been centered in for my adult life, faith in Almighty God and love of country, are punchlines for the ruling class of both church and nation. A coalition of venal bureaucrats, radical partisans and too-immature youths in the grip of a mob mindset are ascendant in both.
Well, active youths mobbing about aren't exactly a major problem in the Catholic Church--three generations of "it doesn't matter" have sunk in. But otherwise the problems are congruous.
And there is almost no resistance in either case. The center cannot hold because there is no center. All is an accelerating spiral downwards, growing more vertiginous and hallucinatory in its madness.
The lamps are going out all over the world, we shall not see them lit again in our lifetime.
Maybe the despair isn't so low-grade after all.