I was sitting at a red light in a village in the only lane that goes straight into a two lane intersection. A funeral procession came through the light turning right towards the highway. It was a big procession so when my light turned green I stayed put out of respect. A person behind me, a couple of cars back, starts honking and being impatient and then went into the turn only lane and through the light all in a rush. The best part of this, it was a priest, a “supposed” holy man, who was being inconvenienced. What ever happen to compassion? I also noticed he was driving a new looking Lincoln, helping the poor? So this further confirmed my belief, that no matter what your occupation, an azzhole is an azzhole. Though he wasn’t the first priest or clergyman I have encountered that I formed this opinion of, just saying.

I knew of one minister whose practice was to visit the sick and injured of their congregation. But if a family member of theirs, like a sibling, was in a similar situation, there was not so much as a phone call. A little hypocritical in their view of what is important and their so called “calling in life”.