Aaaand here is Marge telling us that extraterrestrials are demons. Or angels. Or maybe angels/demons are extraterrestrials?
Because she's a Christian and ipso facto that means she has to believe in that shit. Along with, apparently, more than a few of our high ranking military brass.
Speaking of high-ranking military brass...the head of Navy research, a rear admiral with advanced engineering degrees and decades of experience, has been booted out in favor of some flaky DOGE chick whose resume includes gutting HHS.
I'm fond of St. Quiteria, patron saint of animals, rabies, and those who are thinking about giving up, or who are angry or furious. She and her eight sisters (nonuplets) are all badass warrior virgin martyrs who went around breaking prisoners out of jail. Quiteria may also have been a Cephalophore, a saint who carries their own head around after their beheading. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Quiteria
Catholics must be named after saints. I am not named after a saint. I guess if you're a bad motherfucker with lions, even the real saints have to give it up to you.
St. Bartholomew is my go to. Flayed alive. Growing up there was a stained glass window of him in the church, hanging out with Jesus. He's holding a curved skinning knife out to Jesus with an ambiguous expression that's either "yeah I'm the man" or "seriously wrf?"
My old parish (formerly ethnic Polish) that had a trade school that we all called Polish school, is now folded in with 3 other formerly ethnic parishes (Irish and Italian), is now named St Theresa of Calcutta Parish.
Was that Peter Dinklage in the devil suit?!
St. Germain or St. Ides lol
// There are also pastries based on her boobs, called minne di Sant’Agata //
There are also "boob puddings" in Japan, apparently, although I don't think they have anything to do with the saint.
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St. Rocco.
Aaaand here is Marge telling us that extraterrestrials are demons. Or angels. Or maybe angels/demons are extraterrestrials?
Because she's a Christian and ipso facto that means she has to believe in that shit. Along with, apparently, more than a few of our high ranking military brass.
I dunno. I didn't actually listen to it.
https://www.theguardian.com/us-news/2025/nov/02/marjorie-taylor-greene-real-time-bill-maher
Speaking of high-ranking military brass...the head of Navy research, a rear admiral with advanced engineering degrees and decades of experience, has been booted out in favor of some flaky DOGE chick whose resume includes gutting HHS.
https://www.navytimes.com/news/your-navy/2025/10/30/navy-replaces-admiral-leading-naval-research-with-former-doge-staffer/
OK so she is a Rhodes scholar...with degrees in Social science and Mandarin Chinese.
I'm guessing she knows fuck-all about what they do at NRL (where I worked way back long ago.)
"Also too, here is Tim Curry singing “Halloween Song” from the 1986 movie The Worst Witch, which also starred Diana Rigg and Fairuza Balk."
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Did Tim Curry and Fairuza Balk wear little name tags so people could tell them apart?
I had never before noted their similarities.Thanks.
I was always rather fond of Susan Saint James.
St Hubbins is my favorite. Saint of comfortable footwear
The worst witch lives rent free in my head, still. After all these years
Gotta stop letting Exes do that.
Interesting; I just assumed Woody meant his beloved smoth--... er, mother.
I'm fond of St. Quiteria, patron saint of animals, rabies, and those who are thinking about giving up, or who are angry or furious. She and her eight sisters (nonuplets) are all badass warrior virgin martyrs who went around breaking prisoners out of jail. Quiteria may also have been a Cephalophore, a saint who carries their own head around after their beheading. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Quiteria
Are boobs considered genitalia!?
No.
I think it's 'no' in medicine, but sometimes 'yes' in law.
Catholics must be named after saints. I am not named after a saint. I guess if you're a bad motherfucker with lions, even the real saints have to give it up to you.
You're not really a Daniel then?
In the lions' den itself.
St. Bartholomew is my go to. Flayed alive. Growing up there was a stained glass window of him in the church, hanging out with Jesus. He's holding a curved skinning knife out to Jesus with an ambiguous expression that's either "yeah I'm the man" or "seriously wrf?"
People in stained glass windows who had 'WTF?' expressions got me through many a long service as a kid!
I always liked Peter's story. Crucified, but upside down, because he wasn't good enough to be crucified rightside up like Jesus.
And the Romans always surprised me with how accommodating they were to capital punishment recipients' final requests.
I’m partial to St. Hubbins. I prayed to him when my shoes were holey and letting in water
“SAINT, n. A dead sinner revised and edited.”
― Ambrose Bierce
I’m partial to St. Elmo. He’s totally fire. St. Kermit isn’t too bad either, but as a newer saint he’s still pretty green.
The Catholic Church can go fuck itself for making Mother Theresa a saint.
That woman was no saint.
True about a lot of the others too.
My old parish (formerly ethnic Polish) that had a trade school that we all called Polish school, is now folded in with 3 other formerly ethnic parishes (Irish and Italian), is now named St Theresa of Calcutta Parish.