Pope Ratzinger is due to visit Britain in September. In 2001 he rewrote a Vatican decree first issued in the 1960's to cover up child abuse in the Catholic church. The abused children were sworn to secrecy as were any adults they may have told (when they hadn't been too terrified to do so). The church used these people's faith in catholicism against them, threatening them with excommunication if they exposed this vile cruelty. Each time these priests were exposed as child rapists and child abusers they were assisted by those high up in the church, from bishops, to the vatican to the very pope, his disgusting fucking self - they were simply moved on to different parishes so to abuse more children. I will be outside Westminster Cathedral tomorrow (Victoria Street, near Victoria Station)to shout some things.
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In this track Nuclear Assault have some pretty good ideas about what we should go down to the Vatican and do...
How was it? Ratzinger - which Dylan song was it with William Zanzinger in?
The Lonesome Death Of Hattie Carroll Lyrics
Artist(Band):Bob Dylan
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William Zanzinger killed poor Hattie Carroll
With a cane that he twirled around his diamond ring finger
At a Baltimore hotel society gath'rin'
And the cops were called in and his weapon took from him
As they rode him in custody down to the station
And booked William Zanzinger for first-degree murder
But you who philosophize disgrace and criticize all fears
Take the rag away from your face
Now ain't the time for your tears.
William Zanzinger who at twenty-four years
Owns a tobacco farm of six hundred acres
With rich wealthy parents who provide and protect him
And high office relations in the politics of Maryland
Reacted to his deed with a shrug of his shoulders
And swear words and sneering and his tongue it was snarling
In a matter of minutes on bail was out walking
But you who philosophize disgrace and criticize all fears
Take the rag away from your face
Now ain't the time for your tears.
Hattie Carroll was a maid in the kitchen
She was fifty-one years old and gave birth to ten children
Who carried the dishes and took out the garbage
And never sat once at the head of the table
And didn't even talk to the people at the table
Who just cleaned up all the food from the table
And emptied the ashtrays on a whole other level
Got killed by a blow, lay slain by a cane
That sailed through the air and came down through the room
Doomed and determined to destroy all the gentle
And she never done nothing to William Zanzinger
And you who philosophize disgrace and criticize all fears
Take the rag away from your face
Now ain't the time for your tears.
In the courtroom of honor, the judge pounded his gavel
To show that all's equal and that the courts are on the level
And that the strings in the books ain't pulled and persuaded
And that even the nobles get properly handled
Once that the cops have chased after and caught 'em
And that ladder of law has no top and no bottom
Stared at the person who killed for no reason
Who just happened to be feelin' that way witout warnin'
And he spoke through his cloak, most deep and distinguished
And handed out strongly, for penalty and repentance
William Zanzinger with a six-month sentence
Oh, but you who philosophize disgrace and criticize all fearsv
Bury the rag deep in your face
For now's the time for your tears.
R Percival, thank you so much. I laughed me arse off.
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