It’s fairly clear by now that the bad faith of certain elites (of which more below) is still evident. Fr John Jillions, the new Chancellor spoke in the graceless fashion about His Beatitude that we’ve now come to expect from the Old Guard. He’ll undoubtedly fit right into the Cesspool of Syosset. Fr Ted Bobosh, the spiritual father of Mark Stokoe, resorted to Scripture (specifically the Gospel of Judas) in which he opined that it was entirely appropriate to kick a man when he’s down. And of course, Mark Stokoe — the former Golden Boy of Syosset– decided to use his previous sources on the Synod (most probably Bp Mark Maymon, his previous accomplice on this Synod as well as the Antiochian) to give the name of the facility that His Beatitude has selflessly condescended to check himself into. Bp Benjamin Peterson showed desperation and paranoia in his opening remarks about “buttons” and “agendas.” When asked about leaks, he responded in Nixonian fashion as to whether the Holy Synod should “frisk” each other. (Stokoe was unavailable for comment.)
Not all was cowardice and calumny however. Maureen Jury, a delegate from Dallas, asked the other bishops if they would likewise take credit for the mistakes of the past since they are also heads of the Church. While some of the others looked down at their shoes, Peterson answered in an angrily condescending fashion to a lady in a manner unbefitting a Christian gentleman. This episcopal intimidation did not work however; Fr Chad Hatfield, Dean of St Vladimir’s Seminary, seconded Mrs Jury’s question and didn’t take no for an answer. In another venue Fr John Parker of South Carolina likewise took Jillions to task for his membership in a homosexual activist group which believes the arrant nonsense that homosexual couplings should be sanctioned by the Bride of Christ. As can be expected, these people were from the South and rose to the occasion. There must be something in the water down there.
Special recognition must go to Fr Alexander Webster, who challenged the Metropolitan Council for the past injustices they visited upon Fr Gregory Jensen. They of course were unable to appreciate the gravity of their villainy. He also questioned Melanie Ringa who presented the Treasurer’s Report. Ms Ringa failed to mention that the former Chancellor (Fr Alexander Garklavs, who was fired in February of this year) would continue to draw his $135,000 compensation package for an indefinite period “perhaps for four months.” There was no line-item on the Budget for this slush-fund. Webster pointed out that under these circumstances, the Budget was at best “incomplete.” (Others would not be so charitable and say it was more along the lines of “dishonest.”) In both instances, Webster exposed the intellectual bankruptcy of the Regime. He was answered by either hemming and hawing or deafening silence depending on the mental acuity of his interlocutors. Somewhere crickets were chirping.
Fr. John Reeves beclowned himself when he made an impassioned plea to preserve the $105 assessment. His analogy was so strained that it was met with nervous silence. Nobody was fooled, even those who have fooled themselves into believing all the Happy Talk coming out of Syosset. (He made no mention of his conspiratorial pact with Stokoe either.) The nervousness of the Regime is apparant even as your humble scribe writes these words. (Personally, I feel that if it were up to a secret ballot the New York Plan would pass overwhelmingly.) Nevertheless, the Regime will pull out all the stops to preserve the status quo. They may even direct their handmaidens on the present Synod to vote against it should it become necessary.
Stokovism is alive and well. Perhaps its progenitor expects to ride back into Syosset on his white steed to take up his rightful place (side-saddle of course). The question however is which Stokovite will be the last one to turn the lights out in Syosset?