Rahm Emanuel screwed up again, and said something that pissed someone off, and had to apologize, and all I can think after reading this opinion piece is I want to start a new church.
It's going to be called "Our Lady of the Perpetually Offended," and you're all invited to join.
Rahm shall be one of our saints, because pod knows that he'll never be able to keep his mouth shut. He'll screw up, and he'll apologize, and we'll forgive him, because if we didn't forgive, we couldn't be offended anew each time.
Face it, if you're pissy all the time about everything everyone says, you can't feign innocence and shock at each slight, you're just a crotchety old lady (or man) to whom no one pays any attention anyway. Sort of like the boy that cried wolf. Which, come to think of it, is probably one of the many old sayings we should investigate. I'm sure it's offensive to someone, somehow.
We shall be non-discriminatory based on politics, because even the likes of Sarah Palin or Pat Robertson can obtain sainthood - but only if they admit their sins and are truly remorseful.
Ha. Fat chance on that one. False stone-throwers they be, da both of them.
As members of Our Lady of the Perpetually Offended, we invite you to post your examples of shock and outrage, call for nation-wide boycotts, firings, and tar & feathering. That is, if other members of OLotPO don't express their outrage at your call for tar & feathers as being a stereotype of ancient English punitory rituals and a disrespect for tradition. Or some such bullshit.
Let he that is without sin cast the first stone. Go 'head. I dares ya.
Let each of your entreaties begin, "J'accuse!". It is, afterall, such a wonderfully condemnatory statement.
And that's really the point, isn't it?