11 April 2005
So the Pope is dead (just in case you haven’t noticed). Listening to the BBC, one would think that it has transformed itself into Vatican Radio. Eulogies to the Pope have been never-ending ever since the geriatric reactionary finally shuffled off this mortal coil. The BBC for one, seems already to have elevated him to sainthood, this in spite of his abysmal record on such things as the AIDs pandemic, abortion, contraception, protecting paedophilic priests (a term the media is loathe to use for priests, confining use of the word paedophile to dirty old men in raincoats but never to dirty old men in dresses, sorry, cassocks).