Cardinal George Pell
turned 75 last Wednesday. Usually I don’t mark the birthdays of princes
of the church. I’m sure they’ve got enough people around them – fellow
cardinals, under-secretaries, Curia officials, Opus Dei acolytes,
housekeepers – to organise a cake for morning tea. Besides, there’s
nothing I could get for the man who already has everything he ever
wanted: a little red hat, a gold ring and the pope’s ear.
But this particular birthday is one in which I thought I might take more than a passing interest. After all, church practice asks cardinals to tender their resignation to the pope at age 75. Kind of like a reverse gift from the birthday boy back to the church.
http://www.theguardian.com/commentisfree/2016/jun/14/george-pell-is-staying-on-at-the-vatican-whatever-he-is-now-irrelevant-to-australians?CMP=share_btn_fb#_=_
But this particular birthday is one in which I thought I might take more than a passing interest. After all, church practice asks cardinals to tender their resignation to the pope at age 75. Kind of like a reverse gift from the birthday boy back to the church.
http://www.theguardian.com/commentisfree/2016/jun/14/george-pell-is-staying-on-at-the-vatican-whatever-he-is-now-irrelevant-to-australians?CMP=share_btn_fb#_=_