Pope versus Pope

The current Pope, never one to be confused with a children's performer, has grunted his disgust that the last Pope, the one that everyone liked, shared a stage with Bob Dylan:

Pope Benedict says that he “doubts to this day whether it was right to let this kind of so-called prophet take the stage” in front of the Pope. He admits that John Paul did get across a spiritual message that was otherwise largely “ignored by the entertainment industry”.

This has tied us in a bit of theological knot, here. Because the Pope is infallible, so to question the Pope must be heretical. And yet here's another Pope, suggesting the Pope was fallible. So, since the current Pope can't be wrong, the previous Pope must have been wrong. But the previous Pope couldn't be wrong, so the current Pope must be.

Unless, you know, it's all a load of old tosh that old guy gets to be always right simply by rising to the top of an organisation. There is that possibility.

Still, if Ratzinger thinks that Dylan is bad, he should try that Bryan Ferry covers album. Now, that is unholy.

Stuff lifted with a straight face

Good stuff, as ever, in the weekly remember the 80's mailout, including the scary news that Bryan Ferry is going to perform for the Pope and the even more scary news that Spandau Ballet are going to re-release True next year, in order to screw more money out of the schlock market ("promote the recently released Box Set").

There are also plans for a DVD from the Spands, which will at least give us pixel-perfect versions of homoerotic epic Paint Me Down. Yes, it bloody is erotic, although not quite so much when you know what they end up turning into.