The Holy See visits K Street, checkbook in hand

The Hill has a story up by Eliza Newlin Carney that should sour sacramental wine.

Apparently, the U.S. Conference of Catholic Bishops is not content to use its inherent moral stature, nor its perch from thousands of pulpits across the land, to preach its message. No, they’re willing to get in there and throw elbows like any other special interest that has mega-millions to spend and pop for a reported $26.7 Large to lobby Congress in their relentless struggle against women’s choice.

That would have bought a lot of hot meals, or a few hundred affordable homes, or a couple of medical clinics (which would never, ever dispense contraceptives). Or a lot of recompense for the families of all those children who were sexually abused by men of faith they trusted.

I have no bone to pick with religions having their say in political matters, even getting engaged in the kind of grassroots advocacy other groups practice with their elected officials. But there’s something unseemly about the men of the cloth hiring the guys from Gucci Gulch.

Later,