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Let me preface this by saying that in all this time of theological exploration, I have never felt pressured or disrespected in any way. I think that's a two-way street; my new friends have seen I hope, that I have inquisited in an open-hearted way, and so have they. It doesn't have to be that way, and it often isn't. But I thought to myself, "What would it sound like, the same questions translated into Snark?" Yes, I invented that lingual designation. So, here are some pro-Catholic observations I have made, with snarky comments attached. They are as much things I have said to myself as anything.



5 Truths, Seconded By Snark



5. "I'll say this for Catholic sexual ethics: they are remarkably consistent." [Jesus is logical and coherent, no way! Never would have guessed!--ed.]


4. "Protestantism is seemingly hermeneutical chaos." [Duh! Why do you think we got off the sinking ship there, Sherlock?--ed.]


3. "I'm not sure Scripture is perspicuous." [We've been saying that for nearly 500 years; thanks for paying attention.--ed.]


2. "I have a sneaking suspicion that the Protestant formulations of the Lord's Supper are incorrect." [Yeah, it's called, 'History,' look into it.--ed.]

1. "The phrase, 'invisible church' just doesn't make sense." [I'm not even going to dignify this with a response.--ed.]

Comments

Unknown said…
4. So is Catholicism. So is every system. Nietzsche was peachy, but Satre was smarter.

2. Calvin does a better job than most.

1. Augustine might disagree with you.
Jason said…
Tim,

You have work to do to prove what you say in (4). I asked the Romish interlocutors if they thought their system simply moved the locality of the hermeneutical battle. They said it seemed reasonably clear actually, and when it wasn't, all the better to have a living Magisterium. In short, most dissent is traceable to sin. This is abundantly clear, they say, with Vatican II and Humanum Vitae.
Unknown said…
Very well. When we talk in person, I shall break apart the last semblances of ordered reality for you with my friend Jacques Derrida.

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