Well - orchestrated local uproar in Commodity's Beanie Weenie Gate!

Apparently stung by being snitched to the Archdiocesan Chancery Office...

over questions of Commodity's Beanie Weenie Distribution to the Homeless & Hungry...

local Brackettville, Texas Catholic Pastor loses it.

Multiple public lines - drawn - in - the - sand invoke in yours truly scenes within such Eric Ambler thrillers as Judgment on Deltchev.



With some inoffensive elderly couple from Fort Clark suddenly revealed starting Saturday night with all the requisite drama as "Class Enemies."


People:


Whoever the so - called snitch being publicly denounced here in this case is, one thing is certain:

"He ain't no dry snitch."

This character being denounced must have really done his own homework, before contacting the Archdiocesan Chancery Office, whether in person or by phone.

Perhaps even within Commodity's Beanie Weenie Gate.

Now, our pastor assures us, he's drawn blood.

The pastor's own.

Big time!

And NO!

I wouldn't be too sure it's really all about a misplaced can or two of Commodity Beanie Weenies.

As our St. Mary Magdalene's Youth Group and their equally young parents are apparently supposed to believe.

And accept without question.

Instead, our latest pastor acts like he's preparing for the fight of his priestly career, clearly ready to pull down as many of the over 70 Fort Clark crowd with him as he possibly can in the process. :)