Mostly I have tried to ignore World Youth Day, vaguely thinking that if I clap my hands over my ears and my ears, then I will hear no evil, see no evil and do no evil. The good people at Larvatus Prodeo have been doing a jolly fine job of analysing World Youth Day anyway, which is a good thing, because you certainly won't get any analysis from the sycophants at the Sydney Morning Herald. It hasn't occurred to them to ask difficult questions when people say things like this?
Sister Catherina, a nun from Tonga who was seated well back in the throng, said: “We see Jesus when we see the Pope.” [link]There's simple faith, and then there's sheer idiocy.
Tigtog Hoyden has a lovely take on Benedict's alleged charm and other failings.
As for what I think about it all, well... take a look at this.
The Pope, in a specially embellished WYD08 gown, was flanked by 420 bishops and 26 cardinals in the sanctuary of the altar, while 3000 priests were seated at the front of the sanctuary. [link]The mind-blowing, obvious problem with this picture?
Not only are the "most important" people wearing silly hats, but absolutely every single one of the people who get to be right up front, marked out as special and important, somehow closer to holiness than anyone else, is male.