There's a lot going on in this photo: What do you see? Do you see a man in an evening gown pointing a sex toy at a bunch of guns? Or, more specifically, do you see a Catholic priest in an evening gown with a sex toy? What's going on here?
Ah, maybe it's even weirder. It seems to be a priest blessing some deer rifles, at least that's what I've been told. But, damn, somebody better tell the deer!
This is so strange. I mean, this is a church that has a special Sunday every spring for a blessing of the animals. At my local Catholic cathedral here in NYC, people bring all sorts of animals, a virtual Noah's Ark of animals, to the event. It's not just people bringing in their cats, dogs, birds, guinea pigs, and hamsters on the wheel. People bring all manner of reptiles, large cats, and, yes, goats and sheep. No questions asked about the latter two. Say no more! I remember a girl with her pony one time. In the city! I trust she had to come some significant distance but who knows? I also remember a mounted police officer who obviously cared for his horse. You can bet the youngest alter boy is given the honored job of clean-up, and as we know, he may have another honored position.
Oh but the irony! Back to the deer rifles: the insanity! The same church that blesses animals that people take care of, blesses the guns that kill animals that hunters strap to their cars and proudly drive down the highway leaving a trail of blood behind. What happens if someone shows up at the church with a beloved pet deer? Go figure. Just another reason why God sends us plagues of locusts, as if to say, "bless this, motherfuckers!" We deserve it.