They're closing in on Pope Benedict XVI. In the newspapers, on the television, in the blogosphere, in debates in legislatures, in trendy magazines. They think they've got him.
It's prejudice, prejudice, prejudice. In many cases it's their atavistic gut hatred of Rome, which they were prepared to put slightly on hold if a Pope (like John XIII) seemed to be behaving sufficiently unpopishly. In some cases it's fear of somebody who is cleverer than they are; they don't mind Christians as long we appear not very bright, because then they can feel unthreatened. For others, it's because they can see Benedict as a contradiction of their own corrupt and promiscuous lifestyles. In many cases it's the simple deep-down hatred many have of Holiness, because they are children of the Father of all lies.
This is a moment of pure contest of Evil against Good; something that we very rarely see in this world of Gray Areas. The Dark is rising. This is not a time to sit on the fence or hedge bets; to say " on the one hand ... and on the other". This is the time to show where one stands. In years to come, the question will still be: "What did you do, when the animals were baying for Benedict XVI?"