I tend to forget that nothing I write regarding politics is original; if I look hard enough I can find what I'm thinking elsewhere. In this case Tim of First Things mirrors my wistful sentiments about Fr. Pfleger:
Pfleger, a white Catholic priest, was speaking in an ethno-emotional idiom not native to him. Successfully, too, it seemed. No small feat. What makes that especially impressive is that in my experience many Catholic priests seem daunted by the commission to speak in the emotional idiom of their own backgrounds, let alone someone else’s. Let’s be honest—it’s just rare to hear a good homily in a typical Catholic church unless you’ve done some advance scouting. I make this observation with regret and hope.Well that's a bit too rough on our priests for my taste but I'll affirm the first part.
With the advent of 24/7 scandal-rich cable television, sooner or later every group gets their turn to get embarrassed, and we did with this Chicago priest-turned-Rich Little or something. Cringe-inducing television but then it's the cost of doing business in the YouTube age.
A bloggish equivalent to the phrase "last call for alcohol" is "last chance for schadenfreude" and I think that's pretty much the case with our dearly departed Democratic primary. It's time for conservatives to look back and smile at all the ironies and schadenfreudic moments with which we were gifted. Let's list them, shall we?