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My Primates Are Meeting

Anyone with a point of view is subject to ridicule. The larger the audience, the more the ridicule.

I am a member of the Anglican Communion. I’m not a marketing maven, but do the bishops really need to call themselves primates?

I am in touch with my inner mammal. Well, I’m in a fight with my inner mammal, because despite the fact that I would like to sleep all winter, I can’t. Other than that, I have a constant hair-removal problem.

The archbishops of my church are meeting in Tanzania. They don’t agree. That’s fine, that’s part of the process. But, for the sake of those of us in the 21st century, can they get a new name? “Primates” just doesn’t convey what they are on about.

Or does it?