It’s Now or Never
Many folks visiting the Cathedral these past few years, and even some working there, have lamented the “disneyization” of the place.
First they started charging to enter.
Then they locked the doors to ensure no one was sneaking in to God’s great house free.
Next came the multiple gift shops, some right off the worship space.
They also began renting out the place for bashes, complete with wet bars within a soda spritz of the Great Altar.
And, of course, they have been charging buses of school kids a fee for entry forever.
At the Washington National Cathedral religion is truly for sale.
I took a group there today and we parked in the underground bus garage, having just left Arlington Cemetery.
Our last stop before leaving Arlington was to use the restrooms so we would be all set at the Cathedral.
In the Cathedral garage as we exited the bus I was met by a staffer who said to take my group to the restroom there.
I informed her that we had just used the restroom and were ready to go.
She cast a stern look my way and told me that she had been working with groups all week and that is what they all said until they were in the church and had to use the facilities.
Was she the Pee whisperer?
Then she said they would not be allowed to use the restroom in the Cathedral.
Goodness gracious, a no-pee zone.
I polled my group in front of her asking who felt the urge and it was 34 nay and one yea to which she seemed somewhat deflated.
It’s an odd God that makes you pay to enter and then says the toilet is off limits.
I’m taking my holy water elsewhere.