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"Not in an open forum, where truth has less value than opinions, where all opinions are equally welcome regardless of their origins, rationale, inanity, or truth, where opinions are neither of equal value nor decisive." Ken Howell
The nuns at a parochial school in Arizona were uncomfortable with one first-grader's name � Jesus Christ Rodriguez � even pronounced "Haysoos Creest" � so they dubbed him "J C" instead and demanded that he refer to himself as "J C."
The school was due for a visit from the bishop. The plan was that in whichever class the bishop chose to visit, the pupils would all stand until he was escorted to a chair by the teacher's desk. Then after he sat down, the pupils could sit down. Then any pupil who wanted to recite would stand up, give his or her name, say what he or she was going to recite, recite it, and sit down.
"My name is Timothy Murphy," one boy said. "I can spell 'dog' � dee, oh, gee.'
"My name is Mary Dolan," a girl said. I can spell 'cat' � see, ay, tee."
"My name J C Rodriguez. I can spell 'alooooooominum � "
"Jesus Christ, you can't spell 'aluminum'!" the startled teacher blurted.
"What the Hell!" the bishop said. "Let him try!"
(Got that joke, by the way, from a Catholic master-of-ceremonies who introduced a new bishop in Helena.)
"Good enough" isn't.
Always take your responsibilities seriously but never yourself.
The nuns at a parochial school in Arizona were uncomfortable with one first-grader's name � Jesus Christ Rodriguez � even pronounced "Haysoos Creest" � so they dubbed him "J C" instead and demanded that he refer to himself as "J C."
The school was due for a visit from the bishop. The plan was that in whichever class the bishop chose to visit, the pupils would all stand until he was escorted to a chair by the teacher's desk. Then after he sat down, the pupils could sit down. Then any pupil who wanted to recite would stand up, give his or her name, say what he or she was going to recite, recite it, and sit down.
"My name is Timothy Murphy," one boy said. "I can spell 'dog' � dee, oh, gee.'
"My name is Mary Dolan," a girl said. I can spell 'cat' � see, ay, tee."
"My name J C Rodriguez. I can spell 'alooooooominum — "
"Jesus Christ, you can't spell 'aluminum'!" the startled teacher blurted.
"What the Hell!" the bishop said. "Let him try!"
(Got that joke, by the way, from a Catholic master-of-ceremonies who introduced a new bishop in Helena.)
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