The Catholic University is a quiet place to reflect on the impact of religion, theology, and gross expenditures of cash in our society.
The Basilica of the National Shrine of the Immaculate Conception and Run-On Titles houses the most impressive collection of white-supremacist art that I have ever encountered (trust me – museums in Georgia just aren't that big!)
I don't mean to ruffle feathers or acolyte robes (I'll leave that to the white-collared folk), but honestly; up on the ceiling are Adam and Eve in their pre-apple glory, both a pasty white, with Eve displaying her silky cascades of blonde hair. Blonde?
But wait! There's more!!! Here comes the white man on horseback, bringing the good news to the heathen Indians of the Central Plains! The awed Natives stare up in wonder at their Casper-like deliverers who have traveled so very far to save, rape, and pillage their savage race.
Then the quote that runs above the doorway: "Teach all ye nations" They must have run out of chiselers for the remaining "that the white man cometh to break treaties and build a staggering number of McDonalds and Starbucks."
I guess the Basilica of the National Shrine of the Oops Who's the Father Beats Me was built before political correctness, common decency, or morality in general.
P.S. I'll take one ticket for that handbasket to hell, please.
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