AN ESSAY ON PAPAL FASHION The greater subsumes the lesser. Ergo, if it's permitted to kill, then anything less than killing is permitted as well. Logic is so logical. Thank God we have a God, who never thought it odd that life should subsist on eating that of which you've killed -- as long as it's not a human, that is, though certainly you can kill a human given the right reasons such as witchcraft or heresy or astronomy (not to be confused with astrology by which we all live), but you can never eat them -- humans, that is. It is forbidden to eat humans even if they're cooked to perfection and no matter how hungry you might be because human bodies are temples of God even if it's just a wad of jumbled up cells. But as Aquinas puzzled out, for wardrobe accessories it is perfectly all right to wear what you kill, though no Pope that I know of has ever donned chicken feathers or shrimp shells to proclaim his position as God's representative on Earth. I guess the ermine should be proud. Mike Geary draped in catfish skins in Memphis