Actually, this is not a Don Camillo story, but it could be. If it were, at the end Dom Camillo (or "Mr Pulaski") would brag of his cleverness to Christ Crucified and be royally slapped down.
What would have made the story morally palatable is if the parish council hired a detective to find out what was going on with Fr. Stan. Then they could have gone to him in person and presented him with the evidence and the ultimatum. Or, indeed, depending on the severity (personally I suspect he just up to no good with the wannabe priestess), they could have gone to the police.
Ah me. O tempora, o mores.
A bit morally questionable, but I guess they got the job done. My reaction by the end was "good grief". Thinking back over the years, the relationship between priests who introduced oddities into Masses seemed inversely proportional with the mentions of God and what He wants of us.
ReplyDeleteWhat really killed me -- of course, it may have been an exaggeration -- was the banner reading "Sonshine". All those manly men--farmers, et alia--staring in blank horror as the description of their Lord and Saviour, Captain and King as "Sonshine."
ReplyDeleteYes, it struck me, all the men who were involved. I don't understand why priests think the introducing effeminate decorations or music is a good and beneficial thing.
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