“You cannot . . .”

by | January 16, 2015

The fifth circle, illustrated by Stradanus Source: Wikipedia is.gd/lkJV8D

You cannot” is a command that can evoke the opposite response: “I can, and I will,” especially when this command is uttered by the man Paul Fidalgo (affectionately?) refers to as “Pope Fluffy.”

The nickname “Pope Fluffy” is reminiscent of the rhyme “Fuzzy Wuzzy“:

Fuzzy Wuzzy was a bear,

Fuzzy Wuzzy had no hair,

Fuzzy Wuzzy wasn’t fuzzy,

was he?

“Pope Fluffy” is best ignored, but not everyone agrees. Ron Lindsay President & CEO, Center for Inquiry, Transnational, decided to respond to “Pope Fluffy”‘s widely publicized assertion that “there are limits to freedom of speech, especially when it insults or ridicules someone’s faith” with a Huffington Post article that makes it clear that

Pope Francis is wrong.

Of course, Pope Fluffy is wrong, so why waste the time paper and ink to tell him so?

Today, Mr. Deity published an equally redundant but more profane response to Pope Fluffy’s

morally reprehensible comments regarding the violence in Paris against the satirists at the French weekly, Charile Hebdo.


I can, but I won’t discuss or criticize Jorge Mario Bergoglio (“Pope Fluffy”). He should be ignored until he fades into oblivion or into one of Dante’s circles of hell.

5 thoughts on ““You cannot . . .”

  1. Diana MacPherson

    William Blake is apt in these circumstances of “thou shalt not”.

    The Garden of Love – by William Blake

    I went to the Garden of Love,
    And saw what I never had seen:
    A Chapel was built in the midst,
    Where I used to play on the green.

    And the gates of this Chapel were shut,
    And Thou shalt not. writ over the door;
    So I turn’d to the Garden of Love,
    That so many sweet flowers bore.

    And I saw it was filled with graves,
    And tomb-stones where flowers should be:
    And Priests in black gowns, were walking their rounds,
    And binding with briars, my joys & desires.

    1. Eric1922

      Prisons are built with stones of Law. Brothels with the bricks of religion.

      William Blake

  2. Veronica Abbass Post author

    “The harlot’s cry from street to street
    Shall weave old England’s winding sheet.”

  3. Eric1922

    Sticks and stones may break my bone, but words will never hurt me.

    School yard mentor.


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