FUCK MAN --THEY'RE HERE.

Papist Day has arrived. Papist week actually.

200,000 odd of them crushed into Darling Harbour and surrounds for the opening mass.

And on stage - a couple of hundred 'hats'; the leaders of the throng (no Pope as yet though). Cardinal George Pell, who's facing issues of his own currently, involving carpets and the sweeping under thereof, spoke about how good it is to celebrate freedom and love (as long as you're not gay...or exercising your right to NOT have a child...or wearing an annoying t-shirt).

And proving the world DOESN'T stop turning just because the Pope's in town - the humble Aussie meat pie is now the World Youth Day meat pie. Complete with the 'swishes' of the Opera House rooves.

Gotta love those capitalists.

I wonder what God really thinks*. I can't imagine He'd approve.




*About the Catholic church and its ways - not the pies (man's gotta eat...or Mrs Mac in this case - who's probably eating caviar with the proceeds off all the flogged pies!)