Musum Pontificalis

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About Me
Papa Ratzi
Location:Vatican

Basically, I'm just your average Joe. I like to drink beer and muse like everyone else. I love the Good Lord with all my heart and He has blessed me immensely, for which I am eternally grateful. I work very hard trying to shepherd His flock; which is no small task when you consider all of the wolves in sheep's clothing out there! So occasionally, I need some R&R. For me, that comes in the form of musing. Thanks to Blogger, I can muse all I want and it doesn't take a single penny from Peter's Pence.

A typical post

Good day, friends. Believe it or not, I am musing at 9144 meters - that is 30,000 feet for our American brethren. My much-needed vacation is over now and I am en route to Castel Gandolfo for the remainder of the summer.

I marvel at modern technology and what can be done with it; if it were only used for good the world would be a much better place. As I am musing to you via my Blackberry, I was struck by how modern technology, particularly computer code, demonstrates to us how unworkable the Relativist system is.

I am not an IT professional, and my infallibility does not apply to the IT world, so please bear with me. Computers have languages (like Basic, c++, etc.). Just the right language needs to be used to get the computer to function the way it was intended. I believe there is a saying about that, which goes something like, 'Garbage in, garbage out.'

If a computer programmer attempts to apply a Relativist philosophy to his craft, he will fail. A Relativist can try all he wants to force the computer to accept his irrational commands, but it simply won't work. There is a specific code that the computer is designed to operate by, and that code means something.

Likewise, God, as the Supreme Programmer has written a code for us, it is a moral code (Morals++?), and it means something, and try as we might, we just won't function properly, or be what we were intended to be without following the proper code.

Anyway, the stewardess has just informed me that I am not allowed to use cellular devices on the plane, so I have to go.

Papa Ratzi, over and out.