Nowhere in his lengthy and lugubrious recital of Papa Joe’s more than Job-like sufferings is there the slightest sympathy for the boys raped and abused by Paterno’s assistant, Jerry Sandusky, no criticism of Paterno for taking no action against Sandusky after receiving an eye-witness account of Sandusky anally raping a ten-year-old boy in the Penn State locker room other than to ease Sandusky out of the Penn State athletic program. Not my program, not my problem!
When confronted by Novak’s grotesque moral myopia, which tracks so perfectly the Catholic Church’s handling of the many shameful crimes committed in its name, one can only say “here hypocrisy hath made its masterpiece.” If Novak never said another stupid thing—and he surely will—this is enough to mark him forever as the shameless, spineless apologist for evil that he is.
