Here is a fine example of 'the flock' flocking to see and hear His Holiness say Mass, give another of his instant classic sermons and likely toss out a miracle or two along the way.
Three Hundred and Thirty Thousand people in one place with the intention of getting even closer to Jesus than they ever imagined. That would be about the combined population of Iowa's two largest cities with room to spare for the few hundred stragglers in Freehold!


While your soon-to-be former 'Pastor' Zeke cools his jets in prison, (same cell block as 'Pastor Al' as it turns out) His Holiness is busy leading the Church of Rome, writing books, inspiring film-makers, healing the sick and generally going humbly about the business of being the most loved and admired man of the face of the earth.
It is not too late for the cultist and car-wreck set here to seek salvation in the arms of The Lord by embracing the Pope, The Catholic Church and all of the truly good things it has stood for lo these last two thousand years.
Why forage for scraps in the dumpsters of Baptwit ignorance when one can thrive in the Catholic garden of true Christian belief? Now is the time to accept the fact that this sad gathering of high-school drop-outs has run its course and that said course has led the entire lot of you to living a religious life more suited to a controlled Chimpanzee study in Uganda!
Time to cash out those three figure savings bonds and set sail for the trip of your lifetime. Join what might end up being two million faithful as they bask in the glow of Papal love, devotion to Jesus and the largest concentration of cabbage rolls ever assembled.
Bless you, my tractor pulling Tamaraws,
Father Mo
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