See, This is Why Separation of Church and State is a GOOD Thing…
WorldNetDaily’s been on a freaking roll lately. Honestly, this might be one of the greatest headlines they’ve ever written:
‘Pure nastiness’: Teacher too sexy for God?
Really. That’s the headline. I shit you not. Now let’s read the rest of the story:
The headline in Italy’s leading newspaper, Corriere della Sera, blares: “Teacher in mini-skirt fired by diocese.”
Caterina Bonci, a 38-year-old religion instructor described as a “leggy, long-haired blonde,” has caused a major sensation, getting axed by the Catholic Church from her position in state-run schools.
See, this is why I like having separation of church and state. Every adolescent boy should have a hot teacher to dote on- it’s like a freaking rite of passage. But now these crusty old Italian priests, who are probably jealous that Ms. Bonci is cutting in on their young boy action, say that having a hot teacher is against “God’s will.” Hey if God didn’t want hot teachers, He wouldn’t have made hot teachers, OK? Let things fall where they may.
Above: She’s not really my type- I usually dig petite, geeky chicks with glasses- but she’s probably a damn sight better than most of the nuns.
Bonci says authorities decided she was simply too attractive and dressed too sexy to teach about God after 14 years on the job.
“They shouldn’t treat me like this after 14 years of teaching,” Bonci said. “It’s pure nastiness.”
Oooo yeah, teach, I’ll show ya pure nastiness…
The headmaster at her former school, Father Alcide Baldelli, said some parents and teachers had complained about Bonci because she would “show up in a mini-skirt.”
Ahem. I think that should read, “some mothers had complained about Bonci because she would show up in a mini-skirt.” Seriously, no Italian man I know of would ever complain in about such a thing.
Bonci says she had never worn mini-skirts to work, and had “the right to wear a bikini if I go to the beach, and to wear a skirt the same length as thousands of other women … . I am not a nun.”
The Church claims it’s Bonci’s divorce which led to her firing, as divorce goes against Catholic doctrine.
Yeah, well I’m pretty sure Jesus had some choice words for assholes too, which is what the Church is acting like.
Incidentally, this is what the wingnuts want in this country- they want the ability to fire public officials for violating religious doctrine. Just something to keep in mind.
Not the grown GregH’s type either but Caterina would have inspired many a healthy fantasy in the 14 year old GregH. The truth of the matter is that unless you keep boys between the ages of 8 and 150 in a sensory deprivation tank with their hands tied behind their backs and painfully shock them everytime their libido kicks they are still going to think about sex and self abuse almost constantly. I know that firing a teacher because she was too hot/sexy would have immediately catapulted her to the top of my fantasy rotation by adding that bad girl panache to the mix.
I appreciate the pic, guys. “Leggy, long-haired blonde in miniskirt” could just as easily describe Ann Coulter.
Now *that’s* self-abuse.
D Sidhe has inspired me to amend my abstinence regimen: The truth of the matter is that unless you keep boys between the ages of 8 and 150 in a sensory deprivation tank with their hands tied behind their backs, feed them saltpeter intravenously, have the doughy pantload whisper Ann Coulter?s name in their ear every few minutes, and painfully shock them every time their libido kicks they are still going to think about sex and self abuse almost constantly.
That’s one fine Pisa ass.
“rangy of limb” is better than “leggy”, if you ask me.
I am without origin and from whom every beginning comes forth
I am the ancient of days to declare that I am a day by myself
Alone I am the day that does not shine by the sun rather by me
That the sun is ignited I am the reason that it is
Not made perceptible by anyone else
Rather I am the one
I own every being that lives, draws breath, and soothes to gaze at my countenance
I have created mirrors in which I consider myself without end
Through wonders of my originality I have prepared for myself these mirrors
So they may revend and maintain song of praise
For I have a voice like a thunderbolt by which I keep in motion the entire universe
In the living sounds of all creation and this I have done who am the ancient of days
By my word which was and is without beginning I calls all the mighty lights to emerge
And in this light countless sparks which are angels
But when the angels came to awareness within their light
They forgot me and wanted to be as I am
Therefore the vengeance of my punitive zeal rejected in thunderclaps those beings
Which had presumed to contradict me
For there is only one God and no other but me
Christ and the pale queens mighty in sorrow
Christ and the pale queens mighty in sorrow
And we bow our knees before him
Who is dead from the beginning
And his law was the law of the lies
And his temples were temples of pain
His Christ and his pale queens mighty in sorrow
With their dogma and their doctrine of deceit
He created the world in his glory
So we should offer him praise
But Christ and the pale queens mighty in sorrow
Wait in judgment with their feet bathed in blood
Christ and the pale queens mighty in sorrow
A world without end, amen
From Christ and the pale queens mighty in sorrow
A trinity of lies and deceit
And their love was for them and their friends
And their lies for books they wrote
And their deceit bring down my pain
And the mushroom clouds were falling
Christ and the pale queens mighty in sorrow
Shall wait at the end of all time
Will you believe in a God that is dead?
Who may die in an article of faith
Whose beauty is nailed to our face
A Christ and the pale queens mighty in sorrow
The fates and faith of the dead
Sometimes falling softly like winter’s snow
Sometimes falling ice so hard with red rain made of blood
Christ and the pale queens mighty in sorrow
A throne at the end of the road
We shall crawl with our knees so broken
Ripped and torn and burned and pulled and dragged on the way
We were turning, we were burning in the fires
And the people that stoked it are they
It was Christ that left tenants of love
The Armageddon angels of bliss
Apocalypse with a kiss
From Christ and the pale queens mighty in sorrow
Christ and the pale queens mighty in sorrow
Christ and the pale queens mighty in sorrow
Christ and the pale queens mighty in sorrow
Christ and the pale queens mighty in sorrow
And every Apocalypse was theirs
And the fun of the fare, impaled
And their flames were the shadows on our lives
Flames filled with war
Turning and burning at the gods
Of Christ and the pale queens mighty in sorrow
How much longer do we live under a cloud
In the shadow of shit that they gave us
Every religion has its price
And we have all paid and paid and paid and paid
Again and again and again
And we carry our pain in our blood
He was not alone when he shed the red fluid of his life
It was finished for him but not us
And they stand still in their judgment of us
Oh Christ and the pale queens
Christ and the pale queens
And soon their turn shall come
Will they turn on the rack as before
And dogs cast their throats to the sun
As we cast down these idols
Oh Christ and your pale queens mighty in sorrow
Give us your blessing, give us your hearing
Look upon on us your children with love
We have sinned, we have burned, we are wrong
But give us your blessing, not your vengeance
Oh Christ and your gods
Christ and the pale queens mighty in sorrow
Christ and the pale queens mighty in sorrow
Christ and the pale queens mighty in sorrow
Christ and the pale queens mighty in sorrow
Christ!
Christ and the pale queens mighty in sorrow
Look on this, look on this your handiwork
All of this is yours
Christ and the pale queens mighty in sorrow
Again and again you give and you take away
And all that we are left with now is filth
Gentle, innocent and mild
Mighty one is love alone
My saviour’s love to me
Love to the loveless
So that we might love thee
Gentle, Jesus is a shine
You in your sole corner
And me in mine
I am the law of the laws
He came down from heavens and danced on the earth
The tune of Christ and the pale queens mighty in sorrow
And wars upserged the flame of locusts
And many years of many more to come
Thanks to Christ and the pale queens mighty in sorrow
And give every Christmas wrapped in the colour of the pale sheep of Galilea
Nail to each promise
Oh Christ and the pale queens give us mercy
They?re so good and they’re so fine
Giver and taker of life
A kiss from the Apocalypse
Christ and the pale queens mighty in sorrow
Christ and the pale queens mighty in sorrow
Christ and the pale queens mighty in sorrow
Tibet 93
I’m too sexy for this church, too sexy for this church, church’s going to can me
Oh please please please let Dr. BLT make this into a song!
Everyone knows the religious penguins that teach in Catholic schools are required to be 600 years old, 200 pounds overweight, have 3 teeth, bad breath, warts on their faces, cataracts would be a nice addition, moustaches, scars from Opus Dei, hairy knuckles, carry an unbreakable ruler and have wet dog hair.
This is the main reason so many priests molest young boys. With those women dressing like the old style nuns the are, those young’uns must look really appealing to the padres.
On the other hand, maybe GAWD was “testing” these students to see if they were tempted. Entrapment; Pass/fail you know; burn in hell for masturbation and all that.
Guess old Bent-dick 16th can’t get it up anymore and doesn’t want anyone else to, either.
“Excuse me, Miss Bouncy?”
“Now, Alfredo, you know it’s pronounced ‘Bon-chee’ – you don’t want to stay after school with me, do you?”
It was an instructor like that that made me take introductory French as an undergrad senior who didn’t need the credits.
Don’t they have enough to bitch about in the U.S. without having to bitch about Italy?
Rowan, I see your lyric and raise you one Diamond Dave:
Spoken:
Oh wow, man !
Wait a second man. whaddaya think the teacher?s gonna look like this year ?
My butt, man !
T-t-teacher stop that screaming, teacher don?t you see ?
Don?t wanna be no uptown fool.
Maybe I should go to hell, but I?m doin? well,
Teacher needs to see me after school.
Chorus:
I think of all the education that I missed.
But then my homework was never quite like this.
Got it bad, got it bad, got it bad,
I?m hot for teacher.
I got it bad, so bad,
I?m hot for teacher.
Spoken:
Hey, I heard you missed us, we?re back !
I brought my pencil
Gimme something to write on, man
I heard about your lessons, but lessons are so cold.
I know about this school.
Little girl from cherry lane, how did you get so bold ?
How did you know that golden rule ?
Chorus
(guitar solo)
Oh man, I think the clock is slow
I don?t feel tardy
Class dismissed
jeez.
the new pope MUST be gay.
I’d do ‘er.
It’s the Church- if you’re not wearing a ghost costume or ugly as shit, then the boys in red figger that the chillen are going to want some of ‘dat poontang (and frankly, I can see that most totally would want to tap that).
It’s like my old HS Econ teacher- she’d be such a damn tease in clothing, but was a frigid witch from hell in temprament. All the hot traditionalist chicks are teases- they can’t help it. Damn them, damn them to Hell.
Don’t they have enough to bitch about in the U.S. without having to bitch about Italy?
Considering that Italy is being run by two people called Berlusconi and Benedict, they need all the love and anxious journalistic concern they can get.
I a Gambian by birth and i am 21 yrs old,i really love to read the word written in the bible an i make sure that i do according to what the words expect me to do.and i also want to make a link with your church in italy i go to church here in the gambia in one church call the church of christ.i would like your church to send me news letters about the church and bible. my post address is c/o matthew jarju p.o box 2488 Banjul The Gambia West Africa.Thank you .