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THIS Monsignor is CHUCK(ed)

by Danny Schwarzhoff

When I attended this school and was a member of this Parish, "Saint Raymond's" -- in the 60 and 70s -- this horrible little man "of God" in a black cassock and bleached white surplice, Chucky Kavanagh, had not come along yet. Being an alter-boy and a choirboy - soprano, believe it or not - there is no doubt that our paths would have crossed. Fortunately I missed him. Thank God. By several years (I didn't miss the drunken shenanigans of the reigning Monsignor of those days, I can tell you. That Big Boy - and I mean BIG - could punch down the Schnapps. Ja Ja he could. Und he did!)

When it came time for Chucky to make his mark in this world and to set forever his legacy within Catholic history he knew where he could safely hang his monsignor's Biretta. And so he came to Da'Bronx. Parkchester. Castle Hill. What a tasty station for a predacious priest. It must have seemed to him like plucking ripe sweet fruit off a tree - all the young hormonally ramped up white Irish Catholic parish boys. Others had found it to be so in the past. Why not him?

There must be those those who, like me, upon first reading of the "capture" of the Saint Raymonds Monsignor closed their eyes, took a measured breath, slowly blew it out into the air and thought, "Finally!" -- then thanked God. Maybe some of them even shed a small and sad-glad tear. If not for themselves then for their young friends from way back then. I did. In this Parish there was sexual man-boy stuff, rampant alcoholism and things I can get kicked off FB for posting, between people in authority and us little boys that have been swept under the rug for years. Many knew it. No one talked about it.

One has to wonder if there was not some sort of underground, informal NAMBLA-esque "club" of clerics and teachers going on. Suspicions of this have never left me, after all these years. One verifiable observation, clearly within recollection is that the story of this Kavanagh fellow,this disgraceful freak named Charley, is only the tip of the man-boy-love iceberg at Saint Raymond, in Da'Bronx. (I will probably never tell the story though. It's too common a tale these days. The whole country is awash with deviant clergyman stories and only those in need of "closure" ought to do so - privately.)

It is hard to apply the "few bad apples" axiom to a religion so sweepingly comprising groves of such "rotten apple" trees. What is that Scriptural line again about "by ye fruit"? Oh yes . . . you will know them by the fruit they bear, right. Well, now we know.

Men who are supposed to be helping save the word -- doing God's works - truly have every tool at their disposal to do so - tell the world that this is what they are doing - guilting them into turning money over to them to fund the effort - then proceed to take a dump on their own alter - paid for by their 'faithful' flock. That is their sacrifice to God. What a waste.

What an amazing foundation for truth, spirituality and God consciousness that the Catholic Church might have been - as compared to what its 'leaders' have turned it into - many having allowed themselves to be turned into. A hundred years here - a thousand years there ... get wrapped into doctrines and words and ritual, temporal states and obscene materialism . . . . . VIOLA! A gold gilded Apostasy of perversion that emphases pageantry, class, ritual and sensuality over Christ’s message of spiritual simplicity. This is where that leads. It always had. From the tiniest, exclusive Christian cult to the mightiest pious Empire. Eventually hypocrisy and deceit gets exposed. It has never failed.

Sexual aberration and 'fallen" states of humanity exist in all cultures - in the Catholic church, in Alcoholics Anonymous, Yahoo, Wal-Mart and McDonald's, even the US Senate -- but if you go to Bobby Flays home for Beef Wellington and you find the Iron Chef eating a rotten chopped steak, and the scenario plays over and over again at the house of each Chef, then you know the Iron Chef show is a sham - and The Chairman is probably just an actor. (BTW - It's not and he is.)

I am not playing Monday morning quarterback commenting on some new story I have come upon. I was there. Then. I saw. I know. I am not the only one.

Not everyone has had the benefit of awakening and conscious contact - enough to truly forgive and forget the cruelties they have experienced or witnessed. Most of the unimaginable horrors of what went on at Saint Raymond's elementary school in the Bronx, (At Orchard Beach and in Washington DC and some of those long distance chartered bus trips? - maybe you know of what and of whom I am talking about.) during the sixties, seventies and perhaps even later, we will never know.

Save for a few of us who will never forget even though we forgive.

But there will be generations of suffering that go on and the only way to rise above it is to learn how to forgive, yes even to love (by not hating) cretins like Charles Kavanagh or anyone who projects the evil imposed upon them - on us.

Kavanagh should have known what he was doing, but he didn't. He should have been provided a way to resist evil but did not. Even his own religion didn't know how to show that to him. And it should have. He was one of its appointed and anointed 'High, Holy leaders ferChrisakes! (Ooops Sorry Jesus! Love you, man)

Peace & Love

Danny S – RLRA

Real Live Recovered Alcoholic

http://recoveredalcoholic.blogspot.com/

* I work daily, with men and women who have suffered at the hands of sex pervert predators like Holy, Holy Chucky, and I was sexually abused myself -- by a 'trusted adult', when I was a little boy. I regularly hear 5th Step horrors ranging from incest and rape -- to forced bestiality and porn actor kidnapping- slavery. It means being places in a position of helpfulness in showing others how to let the monsters of the past (like Kavanagh) die . The obscenities and the violations upon most . .. Most .. . . . MOST alcoholics with whom I have been blessed to work would burn and melt the wax out of your ears. Most 12 step active Twelve Step '"sponsors" . I am not special or unusual in this regard.