When I wrote this post about the priests break-dancing for the sake of spectacle, I posted it to Twitter. Since Father Patalinghug hurled flippant snark at some who voiced concerns for the dignity of the priesthood, I suspected that I too might have some flung in my direction. Sure enough, here it is.
Most people I know don't make a habit of swiveling their hips. I certainly don't. I think our hips function adequately. Why would we need to swivel our hips to ascertain that?
Quite frankly, the jocularity and mockery that Father is dishing out to us smacks of incredible hubris. I understand that he is popular and pray that he snaps out of it on his own accord. Else he might find himself brought crashing down owing to his celebrity going to his head. If that happens to him, he wouldn't be the first one. I understand that otherwise his ministry is orthodox and would hate to see another good priest trip himself up.
In another incident, a fully-habited sister, during a fund-raising event, got into a dunking booth. She too made light of her consecrated state. While the fund-raising might have been a noble goal, we know the ends don't justify the means. Below are some comments, and I think some of them hit the nail on the head.
Note what Ms. Ranz says about the elements of malice and bullying (even if subconscious) and of humiliating one's superior, or one whose state in religion is more solemn than a lay person's. Think about it; why else would the sight of dancing/rocking/goofy priests or religious be more enthralling than if the performer were a lay person?
I'm going to continue to call out the perpetrators and rebuke them. How can we ask others to take the Church, and Our Lord, seriously when too many Catholics consider our traditions as fodder for infantile silliness?