The little ex-Hitler Youth, Pope Someone the Somethingth, had just returned from his African Holy-day. He made one important announcement for a continent crippled with the doctrines of bankism, poverty, genocide, and sexual anarchy with its pandemic disease. Africa, he declared, had to cure itself of witchcraft and the practices of magic.
He then celebrated the primitive magical rite which is the foundation of his claim to fame. Wafer biscuits were served to the people and goblets of red wine were elevated before a large cross and drunk by the initiate priests. Only he and priests ritually initiated by his Cardinals and Bishops were able to perform this magic act. For, it was claimed, this bread and wine were transformed, transubstantiated in their special language, into the flesh and blood of the Lord Jesus who lived two thousand odd years ago. It was not, as the rebel protestants claimed, consubstantiation – that is, it both is and is not the flesh and blood of Jesus. Nor was it, as the extreme protestants claimed, nonsubstantiation – that is, not changed from bread and wine, merely a commemorative act of the ‘Last Supper’. The ‘Hic est corpus’ of the Roman Mass – ‘This is my body’ – was already by the Middle Ages being mockingly called ‘Hocus pocus’, which became the synonym of fraud.
The little fellow in his Prada slippers and designer robes, not alas by Dolce and Gabbana, who might raise his game, then descended on Churchill’s kingdom, Jordan, whose king’s ferocious opposition to Israel and its slaughter of innocents is well-known. He then had the brazen impertinence to enter the mosque of Amman. We are still waiting for the news of how our Hashemite king bravely barred the way to the Pope’s assault on the mosque at the head of his Desert Legion. The Ikhwan al-Muslimun were told to stay away, perhaps afraid that in their modernism, they might have started up some inter-faith dialogue.
The little christian soldier marched fiercely into the mosque disdaining to remove his shoes. ‘They are very expensive!’ explained a Bishop, ‘Anyway they might be stolen. You know these Arabs.’
What was the purpose of the Catholic Pope entering a mosque? What indeed was the Queen of a Hashemite doing attending his Mass? The Bishop explained. “We are practising Tolerance, the new and infallible doctrine joining world christianity to world capitalism. You see, the Pope in a speech read out the Catholic view of your Messenger written by a christian scholar – insulting him and accusing him of the doctrine of violence and war. Now – look carefully! The Muslims tolerated this, despite a few offended voices. That was the first victory of tolerance over prejudice and darkness. The word had been spoken. Next, we move to the deed. Your prejudicial exclusiveness forbids non-Muslims to enter your mosques. Also, you declare it sanctified for valid worship of God. The Pope entered. First action. He kept his shoes on. Second action. The mosque had been opened to all by the world’s christian leader. Tolerance had moved from word to deed. Now we are ready for the third stage. The deconstruction of the Qur’an. Make it a book like any book. All religions equal – all Holy Books equal.”
Our Muslim friend tried to explain to the Bishop the meaning of the mosque’s sanctity and the bare feet of the muminun.
“You see, in the Qur’an, the uncreated Word of Allah, we find, in Surat Ta Ha (7:14):
Allah, there is no god but Him.
The Most Beautiful Names are His.
Has the story of Musa not reached you?
When he saw a fire and said to his family,
‘Wait here. I can make out a fire.
Maybe I will bring you a brand from it,
or will find guidance there.’
Then when he reached it,
a voice called out,
‘Musa!
I am your Lord.
Take off your sandals.
You are in the holy valley of Tuwa.
I have chosen you,
so listen well to what is revealed.
I am Allah.
There is no god but Me,
so worship Me
and establish salat
to remember Me.”
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“ Our Muslim friend tried to explain to the Bishop the meaning of the mosque’s sanctity and the bare feet of the muminun. ”