Incognito Mystery Church Reviewer and his Research Assistant
We have been honoured by a visit from the mystery Church reviewer: The boat of fools visits Blogfen. He picked up on all the important things including the mantillas and the child bloggers, though he must have gone for coffee before the under-3s chorus of Ave Regina Caelorum. It's true that we don't allow books in Church. All that page-rustling during the Canon disturbs the more considerate worshippers who silently tap iPads or use e-book readers.
There is just one correction to make: the worshipper feeding paper tape into an IBM mainframe was actually not a regular but another mystery worshipper from a leading liberal weekly who was also trying to be incognito but hasn't yet worked out that it is not 1968 any more.
What Mystery Reviewer doesn't know is that there is an army of disguised papal tech ninjas in the congregation who are using the latest tiny and easily concealed DNA-based nano-machines. They have now got his IP address, passwords and the entire contents of his hard drive in a blob of nucleotides that is stored in a single cell of one of the biscuits in the hall kitchen. The ninjas have a childish sense of fun, so you can expect some odd spelung mustaks in the nier footur.
8 comments:
Thanks for this, Father! It was luvvly.
Amend, bother!
Very sensible comments, father. Since Damain Thopmsoon has banned Eccles from his norotious blogue, I hope you do like wise. This Eccles has an unwelcome satirical satire wot we is unused to in Catholic circles, and it must stop forthwith.
Disgusted Rabit of Benidorm.
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I disagree with Jabba´s binary code and he is as usual leading us all astray. Put down the smoking calculator, Jabba, and recharge the thurible.
Truly, Father, you are a Renaissance Cleric. The computer shown is an IBM 360 which began to ship in 1965, and continued in production till 1978, which more or less covers the nadir of the "Spirit of V2" years when the Council was interpreted as one might expect from a machine which had less computing power than an AMSTRAD. That might also explain why the Bitter Pill looks like it is produced on a daisy wheel printer.
All of this post Vat II stuff has got to stop - iPuds, uPids, and suchlike!
Punched cards are the real tradition. As Mr. Bromley advised: “Punch brothers! Punch with care!”
It is a Herminu…of… Hermonu…of… Hiremenu…of …
Well, it is just not Herman!
--Herman Hollerith
Frere Rabit:
You must be expat, wi' an expat keyboard.
A Vd le faltan eñes, admiraciones ¡!, let alone ¿ ? Tanpoco soy quien para criticar, necesito el espelinchequer para las tildes.
And I have not seen your defence of the Mozarabic rite, tho It may be for want of reading comments. I don't know how Mass is said in Benidorm - I don't know that I want to know.
One day we shall all meet at mass at blackfen, who knows?
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