Cardinal O'Brien never attempted to marry a man. He never expressed the slightest desire to do so. None of his views on public policy was remotely incompatible with any aspect of his past or present manner of life. Even if any had been, then that would not have invalidated his arguments. On the contrary, those arguments remain entirely valid.
The Lavender Mafia has staged this hit. But what does it imagine will be its victim's successor's position on the definition of marriage? It is Cardinal O'Brien's erstwhile liberal allies who have rubbed him out. The odious Damian Thompson, that self-appointed and viciously enforcing arbiter of Catholic orthodoxy who is fully accepted as such by this country's media, declares his Fairy Godmotherly status by his spitefully triumphalistic, and triumphalistically spiteful, post for Telegraph Blogs.
Thompson, of course, is ecstatic at the downfall of a cogent critic of global capitalism at both macro and micro levels, of its wars, and of the nuclear weapons waiting to be deployed in those wars. Clearly, thus speaks the entire liberal wing of the Church. No surprise there. That economic system is not called neoliberalism for nothing. The 1980s were Mother Mabel's Golden Age is every possible way.
Oh, and did I miss something, or did the secular media used to say that it was outrageous to suggest any connection whatever between homosexuality and the pederasty scandals? But then, they used to deny that sex between adults and adolescents, of which there is absolutely no suggestion in this case, was endemic, and socially acceptable, in the 1970s.