No, I’m not joking; from here (Page 5):
Last spring I approached the Reverend Val Kerr, Board member of Bethlehem Housing and Support Services, with the idea of doing a V-Day Production of the Vagina Monologues as a fund raiser for Bethlehem. She liked the idea, and the plan was launched.
Our cast is made up of Women Clergy in the Niagara Diocese who are passionate about stopping violence against not only women but all people.
For those unfamiliar with the work, here is a short extract:
I call it cunt. I’ve reclaimed it, “cunt.” I really like it. “Cunt.” Listen to it. “Cunt.” C C. Ca Ca. Cavern, cackle, clit, cute, come-closed c-closed inside, inside ca-then u-then cu-then curvy, inviting sharkskin uuniform, under, up, urge, ugh, ugh, u — then n then cun — snug letters fitting perfectly together — n — nest, now, nexus, nice, nice, always depth, always round in upper case, cun, cun-n a jagged wicked electrical pulse-n (high pitched noise) then soft n-warm n — cun, cun, then t — then sharp certain tangy t — texture, take, tent, tight, tantalizing, tensing, taste, tendrils, time, tactile, tell me, tell me “Cunt cunt,” say it, tell me “Cunt.” “Cunt.”
As you can see, it’s about as edifying as the average Diocese of Niagara Synod.
I have encountered relatively few of these priestesses. Those I have encountered are all poisonous individuals whom one wouldn’t allow inside the door.
A priestess is a practitioner of Wicca. Not that I’d be surprised to find that some of these presbyters do Wicca as well, but precision in language is a good thing.
What these women are doing is certainly not what I would be willing to accept from anyone wanting to be either a “servant of God” or a “servant of the Church”. If these women want concentrate their efforts on being fanatical feminist activist than they can leave their positions within the Church, for I am not willing to have myself through my Church being associated with what they are doing.