Dead ones and the living
I slept twenty minutes last night and all of them were nightmares. I write this e-mail from a dentist's office in Davis Square, where after an hour
derspatchel is finally being seen for the filling that disintegrated on Monday night (it is that kind of week). I appear to have just watched the Pope abdicate on CNN. I've had better-starting mornings.
(Probably so has the Pope, but I bet he isn't tired enough to hallucinate movement in the brickwork across the street.)
[edit] I still really keep hoping for an antipope. I know it's not going to happen. I'm just saying.
(Probably so has the Pope, but I bet he isn't tired enough to hallucinate movement in the brickwork across the street.)
[edit] I still really keep hoping for an antipope. I know it's not going to happen. I'm just saying.

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Thank you. We'd like it. We're hoping.
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If it's any consolation, there are already at least a couple of anti-popes out there. There's David Bawden AKA Pope Michael I, who apparently lives outside of Topeka, and there's Sergio MarĂa AKA Gregory XVIII of the Palmarian Catholic Church, who lives in Murcia, Spain. I expect there are others, but those were the first two that came up when I looked around on the internet.
There's some sort of a schismatic Tridentine Mass group with a chapel not far from me, but alas they're sedevacantists* and only have a bishop, albeit an irregularly consecrated one, rather than an antipope. Perhaps they will choose to be more amusing soon?
*Believing there is no current pope--I suspect Pius XII is the last one they find acceptable.