Like so many politicians before him, Tiger ignored the obvious rule: Never get involved with women who have 8-by-10 glossies.
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Sin Or Crime?, by Andrew Sullivan
What's fascinating in the steady onslaught of new incidences of previous cover-ups of child rape and molestation in the Catholic hierarchy is the notion that the hierarchs tended to see child rape as a sin rather than a crime. Hence the emphasis on forgiveness, therapy, repentance - rather than removal, prosecution and investigation. Obviously, there's one reason for this: they were defending the reputation of the church by hiding its darkest secrets, and they were using the authority of religion to do so. But I suspect it's also true that this is how they genuinely thought of child rape or abuse.
How could that be, one asks? Well: imagine you are a young gay Catholic teen coming into his sexuality and utterly convinced that it's vile and evil. What do you do? I can tell you from my own experience. You bury it. But of course, you can't bury it. So you objectify sex; and masturbate. You cannot have sexual or even emotional contact with a teenage girl, because it is simply impossible, and you certainly cannot have sex with another teenage boy or you will burn in hell for ever ... so you have sex with images in your own head. Your sex life becomes completely solitary. It can be empowered by pornography or simply teenage imagination. Some shard of beauty, some aspect of sensuality, some vision of desire will keep you sexually energized for days.
Now suppose your powers of suppression and attachment to religious authority are also strong - perhaps stronger because you feel so adrift you need something solid to cling onto in your psyche. And you know you cannot marry a woman. But you want to have status and cover as a single man. If this is the 1950s and 1960s, it's into the Church you go. You think it will cure you. In fact, it only makes you sicker because your denial is buttressed by their collective denial. And the whole thing becomes one big and deepening spiral of lies and corruption.
Many of these tormented men have arrested sexual and emotional development. They have never had a sexual or intimate relationship with any other human being. Sex for them is an abstraction, a sin, not an interaction with an equal. And their sexuality has been frozen at the first real moment of internal terror: their early teens. So they tend to be attracted still to those who are in their own stage of development: teenage boys. And in their new positions, they are given total access to these kids who revere them for their power.
So they use these children to express themselves sexually. They barely see these children as young and vulnerable human beings, incapable of true consent. Because they have never had a real sexual relationship, have never had to deal with the core issue of human equality and dignity in sex, they don't see the children as victims. Like the tortured gay man, Michael Jackson, they see them as friends. They are even gifted at interacting with them in non-sexual ways. One theme you find in many of these stories is that until these screwed up priests' abuse and molestation is revealed, they often have a great reputation as pastors. As emotionally developed as your average fourteen year old wanting to be loved, they sublimate a lot of their lives into clerical service. But they also act out sexually all the time.
And they know that many around them have the same patterns, and so a truly sick subculture perpetuates this. In the end, it is all about themselves and their pathologies, how to express them and how to hide them. As social sexual tolerance advances, and as fewer straight men are prepared to give up sex for life to become priests, the proportion of screwed up pastors increases. In this self-protective environment, these priests do not even see the children as fellow humans. They remain like those solitary abstract images in their heads. So they cannot fully grasp the enormity of the crime they are committing and see it merely as another part of the vortex of their sexual sin.
So they cover up for one another; they fear that if one of them falls, they will all fall; even those who are not totally screwed up about sex are eager to prevent the church's secret from being exposed. But the more they cover up, the bigger the calamity when it all emerges. And when it's clear that at the center of this kind of pathological secrecy and shame is the current Pope, then it is clear that the entire institution is corrupt from the top down.
These men are too objectively disordered to run a church. They bask in self-denial, while they wage a culture war against gay men who have actually dealt with their sexuality, who have owned it, and celebrated it and even found ways to channel it into adult relationships and even civil marriage.
We all know this game is now over. The current Pope is now found directly responsible for two clear incidents of covering up or ignoring child abuse and rape. As head of the organization that took responsibility for investigating these cases for so long, his complicity in this vast and twisted criminal conspiracy is not in dispute. If he were the head of a secular organization, he would have already resigned and be cooperating with the police.
But he is the Vicar of Christ on earth.
It's hard to imagine a deeper crisis for the Catholic hierarchy than this. If the church is to survive - and it will because it is the vessel of eternal truth - it will have to go through a wrenching transformation.
Beginning with the resignation of this Pope and an end to priestly celibacy.
aqui
What's fascinating in the steady onslaught of new incidences of previous cover-ups of child rape and molestation in the Catholic hierarchy is the notion that the hierarchs tended to see child rape as a sin rather than a crime. Hence the emphasis on forgiveness, therapy, repentance - rather than removal, prosecution and investigation. Obviously, there's one reason for this: they were defending the reputation of the church by hiding its darkest secrets, and they were using the authority of religion to do so. But I suspect it's also true that this is how they genuinely thought of child rape or abuse.
How could that be, one asks? Well: imagine you are a young gay Catholic teen coming into his sexuality and utterly convinced that it's vile and evil. What do you do? I can tell you from my own experience. You bury it. But of course, you can't bury it. So you objectify sex; and masturbate. You cannot have sexual or even emotional contact with a teenage girl, because it is simply impossible, and you certainly cannot have sex with another teenage boy or you will burn in hell for ever ... so you have sex with images in your own head. Your sex life becomes completely solitary. It can be empowered by pornography or simply teenage imagination. Some shard of beauty, some aspect of sensuality, some vision of desire will keep you sexually energized for days.
Now suppose your powers of suppression and attachment to religious authority are also strong - perhaps stronger because you feel so adrift you need something solid to cling onto in your psyche. And you know you cannot marry a woman. But you want to have status and cover as a single man. If this is the 1950s and 1960s, it's into the Church you go. You think it will cure you. In fact, it only makes you sicker because your denial is buttressed by their collective denial. And the whole thing becomes one big and deepening spiral of lies and corruption.
Many of these tormented men have arrested sexual and emotional development. They have never had a sexual or intimate relationship with any other human being. Sex for them is an abstraction, a sin, not an interaction with an equal. And their sexuality has been frozen at the first real moment of internal terror: their early teens. So they tend to be attracted still to those who are in their own stage of development: teenage boys. And in their new positions, they are given total access to these kids who revere them for their power.
So they use these children to express themselves sexually. They barely see these children as young and vulnerable human beings, incapable of true consent. Because they have never had a real sexual relationship, have never had to deal with the core issue of human equality and dignity in sex, they don't see the children as victims. Like the tortured gay man, Michael Jackson, they see them as friends. They are even gifted at interacting with them in non-sexual ways. One theme you find in many of these stories is that until these screwed up priests' abuse and molestation is revealed, they often have a great reputation as pastors. As emotionally developed as your average fourteen year old wanting to be loved, they sublimate a lot of their lives into clerical service. But they also act out sexually all the time.
And they know that many around them have the same patterns, and so a truly sick subculture perpetuates this. In the end, it is all about themselves and their pathologies, how to express them and how to hide them. As social sexual tolerance advances, and as fewer straight men are prepared to give up sex for life to become priests, the proportion of screwed up pastors increases. In this self-protective environment, these priests do not even see the children as fellow humans. They remain like those solitary abstract images in their heads. So they cannot fully grasp the enormity of the crime they are committing and see it merely as another part of the vortex of their sexual sin.
So they cover up for one another; they fear that if one of them falls, they will all fall; even those who are not totally screwed up about sex are eager to prevent the church's secret from being exposed. But the more they cover up, the bigger the calamity when it all emerges. And when it's clear that at the center of this kind of pathological secrecy and shame is the current Pope, then it is clear that the entire institution is corrupt from the top down.
These men are too objectively disordered to run a church. They bask in self-denial, while they wage a culture war against gay men who have actually dealt with their sexuality, who have owned it, and celebrated it and even found ways to channel it into adult relationships and even civil marriage.
We all know this game is now over. The current Pope is now found directly responsible for two clear incidents of covering up or ignoring child abuse and rape. As head of the organization that took responsibility for investigating these cases for so long, his complicity in this vast and twisted criminal conspiracy is not in dispute. If he were the head of a secular organization, he would have already resigned and be cooperating with the police.
But he is the Vicar of Christ on earth.
It's hard to imagine a deeper crisis for the Catholic hierarchy than this. If the church is to survive - and it will because it is the vessel of eternal truth - it will have to go through a wrenching transformation.
Beginning with the resignation of this Pope and an end to priestly celibacy.
aqui
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O papel? Qual papel?
Por um aluno do 9º ano da Escola EB 2/3 de Espinho. (recebido por mail).
Transcrição possível:
Num texto estruturado e linguisticamente cuidado, com um mínimo de 10 linhas, exprime a tua opinião sobre o papel da escola na formação de um cidadão.
O papel da escola eu axo que é igual a um papel qualquer de imprensa A4. E de certeza que é. tem a mesma grossura e tudo. Agora se estão a falar, por exemplo, das folhas de Teste que é uma folha A3 duberada ao meio fazendo duas folhas A4, axo melhor que as folhas de teste sejam assim do que só uma folha A4, essas fichas que os professores dão são sempre folhas de formato A4 ou de formato A5 . Os testes As professoras metem sempre folhas de formato A4 mas quando são mais as professoras agrafam sempre as folhas e nunca fazem teste com folhas formato A5. Por isso eu axo que as folhas desta escola são iguais às das outras escolas ou de outras empresas.
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British wit
"I can cry like Roger, it's a shame I can't play like him." - O Andy lá perdeu e o Roger lá continua no seu caminho para a imortalidade, mas o melhor gracejo e o melhor ponto do torneio são british...
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Quem vê...
...o Idolos, tal como eu vejo, sabe, tal como eu sei, que isto era uma questão de tempo e algo demasiado prevísivel...
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Eu até sei jogar um bocadinho...mas pouco
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Rocket O'Sullivan...
...depois de perder a final do Masters de Snooker na "negra"...:
"I didn't play well enough to win so I can't be disappointed. I will keep pitching up to tournaments and trying to compete. It's a miracle that I have won three World titles because I thought I would never win one. If I hadn't had the problems I've had in my game, I could have chased Hendry's record of seven.
"I'm always out to win, but the battle is with myself. I'm trying not to have too many highs and lows. For 17 years I've been playing like a plum, and being hot and cold made me depressed. I can't do that to myself any more. I felt it today and I said to myself 'don't go there'. The frustration is that if I got it right I would smash all these players up, I'd demolish them."
via: worldsnooker.com
"I didn't play well enough to win so I can't be disappointed. I will keep pitching up to tournaments and trying to compete. It's a miracle that I have won three World titles because I thought I would never win one. If I hadn't had the problems I've had in my game, I could have chased Hendry's record of seven.
"I'm always out to win, but the battle is with myself. I'm trying not to have too many highs and lows. For 17 years I've been playing like a plum, and being hot and cold made me depressed. I can't do that to myself any more. I felt it today and I said to myself 'don't go there'. The frustration is that if I got it right I would smash all these players up, I'd demolish them."
via: worldsnooker.com
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O destruidor
O estado de graça do cachorro cá em casa acho que está prestes a acabar...
Depois das violetas e dos ciclames, dos diversos vasos com terra óptima para a brincadeira, das cadeiras da cozinha, de um par de almofadas, de uma cama de cão, do cabo de alimentação da aparelhagem, dos meus chinelos de inverno, dos sapatos novos da Osklen...depois de tudo isto...o meu Ipod...! O cão destrui-me o Ipod!!!
O estado de graça do cão já era...
Depois das violetas e dos ciclames, dos diversos vasos com terra óptima para a brincadeira, das cadeiras da cozinha, de um par de almofadas, de uma cama de cão, do cabo de alimentação da aparelhagem, dos meus chinelos de inverno, dos sapatos novos da Osklen...depois de tudo isto...o meu Ipod...! O cão destrui-me o Ipod!!!
O estado de graça do cão já era...
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