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	Aarrrgggh Sometimes You've Just Got to Rant and Rave By Kay Ebeling City of Angels October 18, 2007 http://cityofangels3.blogspot.com/2007/10/aarrrgggh-sometimes-youve-just-got-to.html With teeth clenched I snarl into the phone, "Who gives a sh—, what the f— difference does it make." Same reaction I've had every time someone's pointed out an error in logic from a recent blog, as the Salesians are, in fact, not totally part of the Catholic Church. (See EXTRA: Salesians not part of Catholic Church, Oct. 14) Then in that Catholic tone of voice begins the lecture on hierarchy and the difference between a brother and a priest — And I'm snarling into the phone. "I don't care if he's a brother or a priest or a monk or a bishop, AND do you think the mom who's kid got raped cares if he's called a priest or a brother?" Alarmed at my own level of rage I stop and look at it more closely. "Because no matter what, the conversation then veers off and you're talking about the hierarchy of the church and who reports to who and you're not talking about the real problem, the pedophile priests." "So cut through the crap?" "Yeah, Cut through the crap." I shout so loud the neighbors suddenly get quiet. Once a week anger management doesn't seem to be enough for me these days as I do research on sex crimes in the Catholic Church. I contemplate the wrestling team in a eatern United States Catholic School, a very expensive Catholic school by the way, where parents were sacrificing a lot to pay the tuition, and the boys took part in the wrestling team in some cases because their parents thought it was healthy and good for the soul. Then a Catholic priest, kept the kids after matches for liquor and drugs and whatever he could get away with. Or worse, when I hear about the Salesians attorney in Joey Piscitelli's case who was questioning Joey's father and when the deposition had to end because the elder Piscitelli started to have a heart attack, the Salesians attorney stormed to the judge days later to demand that the deposition continue. This from the same Catholic Church attorneys, yes you are, you are all the same, who called off depositions every time one of their "aging" priests coughed. Then comes the respite and healing of laughter as I also think of this same Salesians attorney, Lala Nourami, who will be litigating the Salesians cases November 5 in LA. Attorney Nourami made the entire courtroom break out in quiet laughter when she tried to argue in Joey's case something like "a man masturbating in front of a young boy is not child abuse." I mean a San Francisco courtroom laughed at that. "A man masturbating in front of a young boy is not sexual abuse." That's the quality of litigation we can expect from these Salesian ghouls. Yes, Lala, I know I have your name spelled wrong. So what? Can't wait to report what Nourani pulls here in LA. That's Lala Nourami with the very Middle Eastern face and undecipherable accent. "I spent time in England" is all she'll admit, and wherever she's really from, she's obviously devoid of a hint of American justice and ethics, just going to plow over the plaintiffs in these cases. But guess what, Lala, and Courtney, and Blondie, and Puffy, all from the unnamed firm, you're not getting any free press from me, in Century City. I'm going to be there writing about every dereliction of legal ethics you carry out in these upcoming trials. I'm going to describe the tone of your voice and the look on your face, and then give the backstory of the underlying hatred and total abandonment with which you must live your life to be able to even defend a client like this. See you guys in court at pretrial hearings next week. Can't wait 'til the jury trial November 5, if you are stupid enough to go through with it and not just SETTLE damn it and admit you are harboring a population of perverted men who you are so inept you continued to put them in teaching positions? Just give it up, Salesians, cash in, sell whatever you have and walk away with your tails between your legs. Ah yes, anger is managed with laughter. Bishop Niederauer in San Francisco gave Communion to the Sisters of Perpetual Indulgence and pretended like they were a surprise to him? When he spends hours of his life hanging around the Castro District with all the transvestites and flaming gays? Why can't these people just be honest? Once? Say: We did this horrible thing and we're going to sell a couple cathedrals to raise money for recovery centers to put all over the country. No instead they lie and say they need money from the parishioners to raise money for their expenses from their "Compassionate outreach" to the victims of this crime? I'll tell you about compassionate outreach. The ONLY time the Catholic Church responded to me about restitution was in 2003, when MY DAUGHTER AND I WERE HOMELESS. The Feelings deficient nun Sister Patricia of the LA Archdiocese whatever program, whatever the hell it is they call their outreach for "survivor" program. (We're not survivors we're crime victims! Victim is an angry word. Survivor means meek weak and lying on your side "healing.") BULLSHIT We're CRIME VICTIMS That damn Sister Patricia walked around the block with me, took all my information, saw my daughter and me running out of money in a weekly rental motel, and DID NOTHING FOR US I called Sister Patricia at the LA Archdiocese on Christmas Eve 2004 and begged, "Please. My daughter was RAPED LAST NIGHT. Help us get into a shelter." SISTER PATRICIA OF THE LA OUTREACH OFFICE DID NOTHING!!!! THEN After TWO YEARS in shelters, we got into an apartment I finally and hooked up the computer and phones and I was finally able to hold a private conversation so I contacted the Chicago Archdiocese again. "We're sorry," they told me, "because of your contact with Sister Patricia in 2004, the clock started. It's been more than 1.5 years so you no longer are eligible to file a claim in Chicago." So they DID NOTHING but since they talked to me for 30 minutes, all my chances to file a claim and get any justice in the financial arena are destroyed. Since then the Archdiocese in Chicago no longer takes my calls. They don't have to, I am no threat to them. TO THIS DAY I have no idea how Sister Patricia even knew how to contact me when we were homeless. Only ones who knew where we were was SNAP. MORE COMIC RELIEF: I looked at Tommaso Sanqueero or whatever his name is, Father Tommasso the little queen who was caught on tape in the Vatican approaching a young man for sex In the Vatican — in a Vatican office, on the Vatican grounds. Look for his picture in the news stories. He looks just like Martin Short playing the role of a closeted queer priest in the Vatican. God, sometimes, is a casting director Just to remind us He has a sense of humor too. This blog is such therapy for me, no commercials this post.
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