Transcript of Episode 599: The Horrible Lives and Deaths of the Saints - The Middle Ages

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Who?

The guy who invented shoe inserts.

Dr. Schultz?

Saint Schultz. Of the very limited- Saint Dr. Yes, Saint Dr. Choll.

Actually, I think it would be Dr. Saint Scholl. He did not go to 15 years of uncomfortable foot school to be Mr. Saint Scholl, and he's one of the very few Jewish Shanks. You're only saying this because we're currently in New York and we're walking a lot right now, aren't you? My back really hurts. My back hurts, my penis hurts. But I think that's because of my jeans.

Yeah, or it's because you yank it so much when you're away from your wife.

My wife I just got back. I can retire old gripper. You're going to hurt yourself. Welcome to the last podcast on the left.

Ladies and gentlemen, my name is Marcus Parks. I'm here with the gripping, Henry Zbrowski.

Not gripping as much anymore because I'm back in the married life.

Very nice. I'm here with Ed Larson, who I assume has not been gripping since we arrived in New York City.

I've been flopping. It's actually a problem. He needs to go to a doctor.

He needs to get his new penis bone inserted. Today, we're going to be expanding upon the world of the Catholic saints.

By popular demand. We're seriously.

This whole story, and I was just in the Met. I went through, and I did not understand how much Saint merch would be at the Met.

I guess because the last time I went, we were in the middle of doing all this research, and now I went and I was like, the whole room of reliquaries where you go and you really just see just how How do you put it? It literally is merch. It's fun and fanfare. Yeah, they wouldn't paint fucking normal people. You got to be a saint to get painted. Unless you had the money and then you could pay to be painted. But that didn't happen until later on. Then I got the impression that a lot of times you didn't even look like the person that they painted. Many times. Impressionist. Thank you. Me and Jimmy Fell.

In our last installment on the Saints, we covered the role that they played in the development of early Christianity during and immediately after the largest instances of Christian persecution perpetrated by the Romans.

We went up until 400 AD or so.

These are some good words here.

I like Persecutions and perpetrated together.

Marcus has plenty of $10 words. He does. These are more $7 words. I saved the $10 words for the prose. I need you to do more- Well, there's going to be a couple later. I probably won't know. I really hope that you do some Cormic McCarthy like, The blood, it drives.

The moon, it stares. The boy, he sucks.

The girl in my car, crossed state lines. Today, however, we're going to explore how the saints of the Middle Ages played a huge role in the establishment of Christianity as the religion of choice for much of the Western world.

Good for them. Yeah. In addition to how they helped the establishment of power structures that lasted for centuries in Europe and how much of it involved corps and murder.

That's the best part.

A lot of corpses. It almost is a feature that you have to die to be super for God. Catholicism is very metal. It's very intense, it's very morbid, it's very death-heavy. Were they want your blood. They want your cum. They want your shit. They want to eat it. The Catholics are fucked. I found a picture of myself the other day in the stations of the cross plane.

It's just me holding a spear of Jesus. I was like, Oh, yeah. I was like, Oh, yeah.

I was like, Oh, you're It's not for yourself. Now, before we get into the nitty-gritty, it might be helpful to talk a bit about how saints are chosen and ratified, as it were. This is a process called canonization. These days, there are two lanes by which one can become a saint, martyr or non-marty. If you died a martyr, meaning you were voluntarily killed because you didn't waver in your faith in Christianity, then only one miracle needs to be attached to you, either during life or after death.

Yeah, as long as we got your body and your soul, you gave that up for us, we only need one. Yeah, only one. Now, an after-death miracle, is that stories that people told about the person? No, but people would say... We'll get more into it later, but basically, it's people say, I prayed to this person, and now I'm healed, therefore it is a miracle.

It can turn your flopper into a grower if you pray at a picture of Mother Teresa.

And by pray, I mean, pull on your penis, looking I've been praying to Saint Cacher.

Oh, Joe. The miracle part is why all those other Christians who died alongside the saints we talked about last episode didn't get canonized.

Ed, I think you brought up that point. Why did Christopher get canonized when all the people who were around him got killed?

You can't just die for Christianity.

God has to choose you for reasons that are never given. It's something you file under moves in mysterious ways. Yeah, which is a great file because it covers everything. Anything. Martyrs, however, began to run out as Christianity became a more dominant world religion. When Christianity became a dominant world religion, a person was more likely to be killed for not being a Christian than they were for being a Christian. Yeah, it flips to the other side because it's not as cool to die for Christ if everybody's dying for Christ. Yeah. To allow for the creation of more saints and therefore more bonus content for the Catholic Church, the church had to widen the net. They figured that if a person was simply a Catholic and a virtuous person, a good example as it were, they could be canonized if two miracles could be attributed to them in life or after death. As far as how the after death stuff works, we'll get into that later. But this expansion of sainthhood begs the question as to who decides who gets to be a saint. See, back when it was all reprobruses and elmos and Blandina. Blandina. Blandina, quit pulling your tits out of the store.

Did you drink all the lemonade again? Blandina, you You're sucking all the milk and you're leaving your mouth rings on the edges of the box. This crystal light tastes like piss. Oh, it's piss.

It's piss. Well, back then, saints were chosen mostly by local chapters, isolated groups of Christian cultists, and this freedom to choose enabled Christianity to take root in hundreds of places across Europe. The way I put it is that it changed from the way Last Podcast and Left grew from a grassroots, everybody telling each other about it.

We won the People's Choice Award at the Webbies. That was our folk canonization by the Internet people of the time, which is still we. We love our Webby every day.

It's in my office. I think about the Webby, and I miss that magical night, that one night we got to be at the Webby's. Yeah, Joe and Joe McHale mispronounced my name and made fun of me. Oh, yeah, it was great. I love it. He mispronounced Marcus Parks? He called him Mark. He called me Mark Parks, and so that's a stupid name. Yeah, he's a piece of shit. He's a piece of shit idiot.

Why would you do that? I don't know. But you see, that was how things used to get chosen.

It was always about the public.

They were building up these ideas, and that helped Christianity for a while because it showed, look, that love in our shit. We're going to make them a same. We're going to use the popularity index, and we're going to make them the same. But then it would switch to the smartless brand of internet, where now you have a bunch of celebrities and then the Megan Markle, the Chelsea brothers of the world, where what they do is they package their famous podcast and then just give it to you, and then you just suck it up like a bunch of dogs and pigs. That's the difference when they took over canonization. Fucking Christ. Now, Do saints have to be after Christ? Why isn't Noah or Moses a saint? You have to be a saint after because it's Christianity.

It has to be Christian. Noah didn't die for... Noah wasn't a martyr. You couldn't technically- Shit ton of miracles.

I don't know, but that was mostly done by God. He was different, and he was a lizard. Yeah. All right. Don't worry, magic plays a big role in all of this.

But by the second half of the Middle Ages, the Catholic Church decided that canonization needed to be centralized within the upper echelons of the church, both in who was chosen to be a saint and the process by which it was done.

This had two effects. First, the church could make sure that the people didn't inject any ideas or philosophies into the Catholic doctrine that ran contrary to the church's agenda. They got to hold on to canon. That's the thing. That's where canon comes from. When we worked from DC, where they showed up and we wanted to maybe use Superman for a thing, they're like, Oh, you want to use Superman?

Here's the four-inch book of rules that you have to follow to use Superman. Same. Second, it gave the church the ability to carefully tailor new saints to make sure they were continually relevant.

We talked about last week, the latest saint, the first millennium Neil Saint, Carlo Acutus, they call him God's Influencer. They're trying to find some way to stay relevant in the 21st century. Does God's Influencer also sell Casper mattresses? Does it work like that?

Is he out there selling? I'm trying to think blue chew. Well, as our head researcher, Joel, put it, the tailoring of saints to keep up with the times is how Marvel and DC reboot superhero story lines every few years to attract new audiences.

But But they still make sure to keep just enough of the original concepts in place so as to not freak out the older fans. Think of it like the first Into the Spider-Verse movie. You remember that movie, right? I loved it. Fantastic movie. I mean, you can have a black Spider-Man as the main character, but you still have to have white Spider-Man there right alongside him. Right next to him. Bunch of white Spider-Man. All the rest of the Spider-Man happened to be white.

Even the chick was white. I didn't notice one Jewish one, and I feel like that's an issue. I love Joel's mean boy. If you throw an obscure fan favorite like Spider Ham into the mix, along with a couple of little Easter eggs so people can feel special, Oh, I know that.

That's a reference to Spider Man number 52, then you got to hit.

Did they do the Spider-Man green armor one? No. That was my favorite Spider Man.

Spider Man, Green Armor?

When he had green armor.

I have no idea what you're talking about.

This is a real '90s Spider Man. This is my hologram cover of Spider Man. Spectacular Spider Man.

Very good. It was green emmeralds.

I think that might have just been the color of the cover.

Isn't this the amazing Spider-Man?

It's the amazing- There's also and the spectacular.

It's the spectacular, and then there's just regular Spider-Man.

The pedophile Spider-Man.

Have you seen that one, pedophile Spider-Man? He's shooting all kinds of ways. Oh, yeah.

The little kids look like haunted Catholic Catholic. Catholicism. That's the spookiest child I've ever seen.

Don't talk like that about him. He's traumatized. Catholicism use of the saints, especially in the Middle Ages, it worked much the same way. It introduced new characters while keeping just enough of the original magic so people don't react badly when something they hold so dearly changes just a little bit.

The more you drag them along, the more you have to use super dumb advertising terms, a sticky customer. The more you get them to include the DLC of it, the more they're willing, they're showing their willingness to be involved in the religion.

Now, for this episode, our source is far more academic than the first one and far more occult. This time we have Saints of the Later Middle Ages by André Vauchez, which is recommended only to the most dedicated hageographers due to how extremely dense it is.

I tried, and I've read Dianetics. It's very difficult.

It's very academic.

There's no reason to read it.

Nevertheless, our team was still able to glean a fascinating narrative from these pages, along with a ton of other sources all over the Internet, which often contradict each as could be expected.

Remember that when we're talking about religious figures, everybody's got a different set of, let's use the word, opinions about these things.

So just remember, it's part of what we're doing here. Yeah, it's a different set of opinions.

It's a different set of interpretations, a different set of fucking everything. The stories can wildly change from web page to web page, book to book, how they became saints, what they were like in life. There's no consensus on, artily, anything. It's almost like the detail of the Bible changes.

Yes, it does. It's almost like the details were made up in the first place, and they don't really matter. Yeah.

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Now, as we said earlier, aside from the Virgin Mary, John the Baptist, and the Apostles, only martyrs were up for sainthood in the early days of Christianity. Before you ask about John the Baptist- He's an interesting character, John the Baptist.

You got his head chopped off. Yes, but it's going to continue to talk.

He was killed because King Herod's second wife just didn't like him because he was being very sanctimonious about Herod divorcing his first wife to marry her. And so she tricked her husband into beheading John the Baptist after his stepdaughter made him horny with a sexy dance at his birthday party. And because he was so horny and pleased with his stepdaughter, he told her that he'd give her anything she wished. So She went to her mother and said, Mother, what should I wish for? And her mother said, Wish for the head of John the Baptist on a platter. And so he asked for the head of John the Baptist on a platter after her mother told her to. And that's a bit of a simplification, but really, it's not that much of a simplification.

What the fuck? So it's like the real house of Constantinople? Yeah, it's like, this is the dumbest shit.

Definitely a couple Cs back in the dictionary. Also, man, you could hold down Alice Cooper.

He was King Herod.

Yeah, King Herod. Alice Cooper was King Herod?

Yeah.

What are you talking about?

Oh, the great Jesus Christ. Oh, Ms. Wonderful.

Oh, Jesus Christ Superstar.

Oh, okay. If you can show me your so divine, can you turn this water into wine?

Now, the martyrdom aspect of sainthood set forth a perpetual motion because the more Christians the Romans killed, the more it strengthened the faith of other Christians who inspired other people to become Christians who were also then killed. This cycle continued until Christianity became the dominant religion.

It's an interesting feature. It really is. It's like you set up a bunch of parameters. If you want to be a number one Catholic, you got to die miserably to be one. Then other people see it happen and they don't realize once you're dead, you're not going to fucking know if you're a saint or not. Then they think, Oh, good. I'll get to go to heaven. I guess I get box seats.

No, you get to skip the line. You don't have to wait for the day of judgment like everyone else. That's right.

Because isn't that actual the theology?

Yeah, that's the actual theology.

Is that you'll never see heaven. But I thought that Jesus opened heaven. I thought that was the idea that Jesus opened heaven.

Saint Peter sitting up there judging fuckers.

He's just the fucking, he's the bouncer.

For me, the whole day of judgment thing, it's definitely up to interpretation because some people do believe that we will never get into heaven until the day of judgment. That that's why people are pushing for the day of judgment.

Because we're all just people just hanging out in the queue.

Yeah, people are just hanging out. People are just in- What did Jesus do? He died for our sins and made it possible for... It's like- Lots of miracles.

It's like when a restaurant calls us and allows us to have reservations.

It's like that. Yeah, exactly what you're talking You have an opportunity to spend money with Supreme this afternoon. Yeah. Now, when the persecution of Christians ended in the early fourth century, the worship of martyrs became a massive part of the religion, and the process of exhuming the corps of saints to transfer them to places where they could be easily and safely worship began. That's awesome. This practice also increased the power of local bishops who were responsible for the worship and celebration of their local saint. These bishops gained further renown for compiling and destroying distributing histories of their saints throughout the Christian world. These are the so-called hageographies. This created a large number of martyr cults, which you'd think would run afoul of the Ten Commandments. But it was found that martyr cults were more successful at converting European pagans who had no frame of reference for a more ethereal Middle Eastern religion like Christianity.

I find that fascinating in a way. Where it really was, I don't know, on some of them, they must have known what they were doing. They this style of, We'll let them start their little grassroots churches on their own. We'll let them do it. Because what it's doing is it's flipping people without them having to do anything. They know it. They could just sit back and take the new people.

It changed throughout the centuries, especially when the missionaries came to America and tried starting to convert the Indigenous people because the Indigenous people would say, Oh, you got a God? Cool. We'll just fold them into the rest of them. Yeah, fold them into the rest. We'll just put them in. But then the Catholic got particularly pissed off. He was like, No, you can't fold them in to the rest of your guys.

You're only going to have this one guy. You're like, Bro, you just got here, man. I just got. You just showed up. You got... I'm barely wearing anything.

Of course, it varied from tribe to tribe, but that was overall what happened again and again.

Also, these small town bishops, they didn't have the internet, they didn't have phones, so they were going crazy. They were doing weird shit, just making up the religion as they went.

That's awesome. That's got to be fun.

It's got to be extremely fun to make up all your own shit and then see if it sticks. But martyr cults, they focused on the relics of the saints, amulets, talismans, clothes and bones, which could actually be seen and prayed to. While European pagans couldn't really wrap their heads around the ephemeral concept of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Ghost- Most people can.

Yeah.

They could understand that if they worshiped a thing they could see, like a necklace or a skull, then they could expect something in return. Other words, they could understand magic.

But that also puts us on the slippery, hard core slope towards idolatry, which is going to make everybody super butt hurt.

Now, as far as how these magical powers are defined, Christian dog said that saints were compensated for their merits and sufferings with a reward of a mystical power called vertus.

Vertus applied.

It is strange, you just get a power. You get powers, but it's completely passive. Yeah.

Vertus is only awarded after the saint's death, and it's contained within the bodily remains of the saint. Think of it like radio. It's like radioactivity, but good.

Yeah, but yeah, holy.

Now, because a saint's corpse was imbued with vertus, that meant that it was not supposed to fall prey to the same inconveniences of decomposition as any old cadaver left in the street. Instead, it was said that the corpse of a saint would still feel as soft as they had when they were alive.

Soft as a saint. That's how I like my toilet paper.

That made it appear as if the saint was just sleeping. It was even said that even after burial, a saint's body would not decompose. It was often claimed that if a saint's corpse was exhumed years after it was buried, it would still appear as if it was freshly dead.

That seems to be a main point of a lot of canonization is the idea of like, he ain't green. Like, yeah, he's the same ball.

Were they digging them up at all?

Oh, yeah.

They were staying?

Well, according to legend.

They were just hacking off parts of them, though. At that point, they were just hacking off parts.

But the unintended consequence of this is that if anyone found a corpse that appeared as if it had not decomposed to the expected level, then the person whom that corpse belonged to had a chance of being worshiped as a saint, even if they hadn't been the greatest person when they were alive. Well, by the rules, God must know something about this guy that everyone who knew him when he was alive didn't. So stories would be created and histories would be rewritten just because Jimmy the Shithead had died or had been buried in a place where his body was more likely to avoid decomposition.

Well, look at it. We saw the marsh people, right? In the swamp, guys, all the flat people. If you're buried in a specific condition, mud, you could be mummified. That can look like you're a saint, if you're buried in specific dry conditions, you could look mummified, you could literally dry out. Specific cold conditions, you could just turn into, essentially, you just dry like a jerky.

Or you freeze, yeah.

Yeah. That is very difficult. You can a lot of guys in the fjords and find out that they're all accidental saints.

I love Saint Encino Man.

He's one of my favorites. One of my favorites. I love... Because nothing like the historically religious touch of the weasel.

He's an apostle.

It was also said that vertus could manifest itself in how the corpse smells.

This is interesting. Yeah.

A saint was supposed to have a particularly strong, distinctive, and pleasant scent. You're supposed to smell. The seeds are smelly. Yeah, it was supposed to be present both in life and in death, a smell that was called the odor of sanctity.

Yeah. I think I smelled the odor of sanctity earlier today in my Uber on the way to the shop.

I certainly smelled it in the 33rd Street station last night.

Yeah, oh, it's a very... What a holy subway station this must be.

It's quite a stale sanctity. Now, this smell was usually faked with a a jet load of garlic if the saint was already dead.

Is that why so many saints are Italian?

That's racist.

But if they were alive and considered to be a person already on their way to sainthood, there is a possible scientific explanation for the so-called odor of sanctity. See, as we said earlier, many of them-Natural deodorant. Natural, yeah. I got garlic in my shorts right now.

I took a shit in my pants earlier.

As we said earlier, many of the medieval saints were not martyrs. Often, they would create their own suffering through vows of poverty or by intentionally torturing themselves by putting stones in their shoes or wearing extremely uncomfortable hair shirts. Jerk-offs. Yeah. No, they're all jerk-offs.

Because it's just like, how does this make you extra holy? You're doing this yourself.

Yeah, but well, because you're going through the pain of Jesus Christ and you're just living a miserable life.

No one asked you, bro.

So all saints are Yeah, a lot of more.

A lot of them, yeah. They all could look like grimes. Tumbler Girls, just like with messed up mascara.

Most commonly, though, saints would fast, meaning they would starve themselves. Starvation calls ketosis in humans, which can produce the distinct odor of acetone. Now, acetone does not have a conventionally pleasant scent, but it is a smell that was probably conjured your memory the second I mentioned it. In other words, it's very distinctive, and it's likely that acetone, or nail polish remover as it's used today, is the odor of sanctity.

I was looking up, why is garlic used Because a lot of times, they talk a lot about the power of the smell of garlic and how it's holy, it can heal you. We know now that garlic does have actual healing properties or whatever, an antiviral thing. It's very healthy for you. It's very healthy for you. It's very healthy for you. It's very antiviral. But I was trying to find out because it was also one of the I believe it's hectate? Is that how you pronounce it?

Probably. The goddess? The goddess, the witch?

Yes, the witch goddess.

Hecate. Hecate? Yeah.

Oh, I love a cold hecate in a summer day. They sacrifice garlic to herd. It's been around for a long time. I was really looking up, why garlic? Why does it turn against vampires? Why does it smell? It's legitimately, it seems, it's just because it smells like that. When they first found it and they cracked it open, they were like, Whoa. What's that? It makes me feel weird. They're like, Must be something magic. Then they just stuck like that forever.

Great. Now, every part of a saint's corpse was supposed to be imbued with vertus, and that included their bodily secretions. Blot, flood and even soil stained with all of the horrible things that leak from our bodies after we die was collected and mixed with oils that were believed to be full of supernatural powers. Peasants would scrape up soil that a saint's corpse had touched and mix it into their and the water used to wash the saint's corpse was collected and sold for a tidy sum. But if you wanted a discount magic potion, you could buy water that had been poured through a saint's tomb. That was discount because it only had trace amounts of vertus.

Did this kill people?

Probably.

Yeah, right? I made people sick.

Dysentery? Yeah. Like, easily, right? Most likely, yeah. Well, everyone shits when they die.

Well, they did. They said a lot of times, one of the ways they could tell you're about to be magically healed is that you spend a long time getting being more sick than you've ever Yeah.

You would go through a night of night sweats. Thank God. Now, because there was so much magic and therefore so much obvious profit from having even a piece of a saint's corpse in your town, Christians would often voraciously dismember the corps of a holy person as soon as they die.

They're not as fucking cool.

I mean, honestly, spread me around.

How am I going to have one resting place?

I walked by fucking St. Peter's the other day, and I remember they have what was it, Carroll O'Connor? What's his name? The guy, the big cardinal that everybody likes, the guy that was there. He's from the show. Archie Bunker. He's Archie Bunker. There's somebody else, some Irish guy. But I just can't think of how fun it would be if you just put out that fat bastard's corpse in a big box and we just go up there with ice pics and just cut a little piece off of them. That's That's what New York got to do for a Wednesday. Yeah.

Well, organs were removed and stored in urns. While the rest of the corpse was placed in a temporary reliquary until a proper tomb, basically a tourist attraction, could be built.

They're nice. They're really nice. All these reliquaries I looked at are very interesting.

A reliquary is the thing that the saints... That's what I got wrong last time. Yeah, the reliquary is the thing that the saints' remains are contained within. The tomb or the church is what contains the reliquary.

I saw one that was very, very ornate. It was like this trifolding thing in the center of it. It was a reliquary that contained Mary Magdalene's tooth, and in it was this thing that didn't look like a tooth, but it looks like a shard of something ancient in the very center of it. The other one I saw was awesome where they put a skull in it and had a dude's skull inside of it for forever until eventually someone came and knocked the hole in the back of the thing and took the skull out of it to go bring it other places because that's what they would do, because that's how you took it. Essentially, you just have to steal it. It's like the old version of stealing your God.

You probably did it in an ashtray.

Yeah. We're going to get into that later, like all the different thefts.

Hell, yeah.

Once the tomb was ready, monks would boil the saint's bodies until only bones were left.

It's the broth thing I was We're talking about earlier. We'll get into this later.

After which they would be enshrined in a reliquary, a container for holy relics, while the head was separated and displayed as a protective talisman for the town. But if the original saint of the town's tomb wasn't drawing the crowds it once did and a newer, more popular saint came along, then the old saint would be moved to a shittier tomb in a smaller town to make way for the new flavor. In a way, these were like reboots for the tomb. Same familiar location concept, new storyline.

It's always been this way. You're just one minute, you're in, the next week, you're out.

It's just so crazy because they would put up heads to scare people, but then they'd also put up heads to worship and protect people.

Humans are one of the most complicated primates that you see outside of the zoo, my friend.

I think the lesson here is that in the Middle Ages, people were very comfortable with dismembered heads.

Yeah, they saw them a lot. Yeah.

Well, the bones and relics of the saints would also be locally traded between communities based on who was most in need of saintly vertus. This, of course, led to a large number of arguments and feuds, as well as physical skirmishes and all-out espionage. For example, in the year 866, a group of monks from one Abbey were jealous of the popularity and profitability that another Abbey was enjoying because they held the bones of Saint Faith. Saint Faith was an OG saint who was cooked to death over a red hot brokier by the Romans when she was 12 years old for refusing to make pagan sacrifices.

Saint Faith was the actual patron saint of slow cookers.

Also known as Saint Foy. Saint Foy. Now, Saint Faith was a very popular saint. So the monks at the Covitus Abbey sent a guy undercover to Saint Faith's original Abbey on a long con so they could be the ones in charge of the bones of a tween girl.

Hallo, yes, let us in. We're a bunch of wet naked girls. What we need is some shelter because our breasts are heaving and shoddering.

The Trojan horse.

Well, after spending a decade ingratiating himself with the Abbey- That's a real fucking spy.

They had more time back then. Yeah.

The undercover monk spirited away the bones of Saint faith late one night, setting off a protracted rivalry between between the two abbes that involved legal battles and the occasional fist fight.

He was never a sexy girl. He was never a sexy girl. He lied. And all the times I made fuck to it.

In the end, the monks who stole the bones kept them at their reliquary, where they're still occasionally on display today. Incidents like the thievery of Saint faith's bones happen so often, there's actually a phrase for it, furtum sacrum, or holy robbery.

Furtum Sacrum or Holy Robbery. Furtum Sacrum means stealing the little girl's bones.

I actually saw a couple of Furtum Sanctums on the way to Union Square this morning out there. People looking good. People working out. A lot of walking.

Now, towns and abbes weren't just attached to their relics because of what they stood to gain from tourism. Remember, these people truly believed in this stuff. In the end, the most important resource of a Saint relic was the Vértus, because it was the Vértus that produced miracles.

But the vertus is also what drove the economic part of it. We talked about the last episode where there were towns built around this, like tourist areas, built around these areas. The vertus was another... I feel like there was always people that were true believers and people that were very cynical about what was going on. Sure. Yeah, the guys who sold the rosary beads. Yes. The guys, they would manipulate the true believers into handling the bad shit I feel like they were the ones there cleaning the reliquary, doing all the dumb shit. They're the guys who show up and collect all the money at the end of the day, and they're the ones who notice. Because why would saints go in and out of favor if they didn't, in one way, probably don't have the same juice? No. There's probably less people getting more vertus. They're saying, Oh, my blind aunt went to Saint Bing Bong, and she's not blind anymore. Cool, whatever. But then I went there and I'm still got a three-inch dick. You know what I mean? It's that where you're like, then maybe they're moving on to another saint. Then they're watching it from the outside in a cynical way, knowing that the verdice means money.

Yeah, because vertus is what produces miracles. Vertus is the juice that produces the miracle. This is why people still to this day take pilgrimages to pray at the tombs of saints, because they believe that the vertus can directly and concretely answer their prayers, which are usually associated with curing a disease or healing an injury. It's said that a pilgrim has to spend anywhere between nine days and three weeks before a saint will deem them worthy of attention. But when it does happen, it is said that bones and nerves can be heard cracking and popping back into place. What the fuck?

Why is it like that?

While those who are deceased sweat out their malady over a long night. This is why people will flock to a fucking stain that looks like the Virgin Mary because they think, Oh, it's got vertis.

If I hang in front it. You have to hang with it like our old-timey weed dealers? Yeah, man. You have to go hang out and just be a comedy booker and put FaceTime in?

Yeah, man. At least nine days. It's not like where you have to fucking go over to the guy's house and watch two episodes of weeds before you're allowed to leave?

Why do I think it's actually more straightforward? Just pay for it. Instead of hanging out, just pay for it.

Well, eventually it did get to that, and that was why we had Protestantism.

How many people hung out with Virgin Mary toast for nine days? They're like, This isn't working.

It sucks. This toast is not funny, and the more I look at it, that's a blob. This is a toast to malfunction. I don't believe in God anymore.

But around the 13th century, people were reporting that they were receiving miracles from saints without being near a tomb or a relic. These people said they had been healed simply by praying to draw on or painted depictions of saints. This opened up a whole new line of merch for Christianity, prayer cards, which are still sold to this day.

My grandmother, the entire wall was prayer cards.

Every funeral, they give you one. They pick a saint for you and they give you one. You put your name on the back, and all of a sudden, that's your saying.

Yeah, that shit ain't free.

But isn't that interesting that they... This is where the history of religion, I find, because in a way, it's a business and it's not. They let the audience tell them what they'll I. So they were like, Oh, you want this shit? All right. We can make that shit. We know a lot of painters. Oh, man.

I went to a store outside the Vatican, and it's just like holy water. It's like, Come on, are you telling me that the Pope came by, blessed It's blessed as fucking...

There you go, Hey, make sure I get 10%.

Wave your arms in front of the store.

I'm like, It's blessed. Yeah, boom, done. Here you go. Bless Sparrows. Here's your blessed Coca-Cola Zero. That's easy. That's going to be awesome as Pope.

Now, right around the turn of the 12th century, the church declared that no saint could be canonized without papal authorisation because it became clear to the church that they needed to guide the future of their religion so it wouldn't become muddled and/or infused with ideas they considered dangerous. But even though this decree came from the Pope himself, people still worship their local saints for centuries, some of whom still aren't canonized to this day. The best example of this so-called folk saint is a woman named Vilja Vilgefortes, whose legend arose in Portugal in the 14th century. According to the story, Vilgefortes was a teenager who'd been betrothed to a moorish king. She wanted nothing to do with the marriage, so she took a vow of virginity and prayed to God to make her ugly somehow.

Make me ugly. Which is so hard as a Portuguese lady.

God did so by giving Vilgefortes a big bushy beard, and the moorish king withdraw the engagement soon after.

According to official court documents, he said, Eeu.

Viljafortis' father, however, was so incensed that his daughter had done such a thing that he had her publicly crucified.

He wasn't confused? He wasn't like, honestly, though. I think that's got to be at least conflicting where you're like, I'm mad that you messed this up with a family, but it's crazy that you have a beard now. It's not just like, that means it works. That means that we could pray to him for other shit.

Now, If you have your daughter crucified, do you have to pay for it?

According to tradition, yes. Normally, the father of the crucified has to pay for it.

No, Per the rules, Vilgefortis meets the criteria of a saint, a martyr with one miracle, although the martyr part is debatable.

Yeah, because it wasn't necessarily for God. It was because she didn't want to marry the guy, but God helped her.

Yeah, but I think the reason behind the church's refusal to canonize Vilgefortis and why her veneration was eventually actively suppressed was because Vilgefortis was a rebellious woman who disobeyed her father and rebelled against the idea that a woman is a thing to be traded. God, by giving her a beard was on her side. It's true.

God chose. God said, All right, I'll make you ugly.

Yeah, God said, Yeah, you're right. You shouldn't have to marry this guy. You shouldn't be treated like property.

But if he was a real man, he'd shave that beard and he'd kiss you anyway because it's what's underneath that counts. It comes down to that's why I had to shave my beard because you got to show, you got to reveal. You have to reveal to your wife. Saint Gillette.

Well, in addition, Viljafortis was and sometimes still is called upon by women who want to escape abusive husbands. We all know that the Catholic Church is of the firm opinion that you should stay with your spouse until you die, no matter how miserable or abused you might be. It's almost the point.

It's almost like you should then definitely stay because that's your trial. Congratulations.

Yeah, you get to become closer to sainhood because you have all these examples of all these people who suffered for Christ and suffering brought the saint closer to Christ. So can you be brought closer to Christ by staying in a horrible marriage.

Can you ask for forgiveness if you murder your husband?

Yeah. Always.

So don't get divorced, just kill him.

Exactly. Exactly. Put all your reasons on the bullet casings because it's fun as hell for everybody else.

Well, having built it.

How America kill my mother. Com.

Yeah. Right from your grave.

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Now, another change the church made when they were rewriting the rules of sainthood was to even further loosen up who could be considered a saint. Reacting to outside pressures, the church offered up a new saint who could be canonized simply for being an extremely virtuous human being.

Is it just because the talent pool was thinning? Yeah.

They just needed more time. It was also- How do we expand again? No, it was also because the people were asking for it. The people were like, Hey, there's this guy. He's fucking amazing. We love this guy. Make him a saint.

Why?

Why? Come on, make him a saint. Why not?

Do we know how many saints there are?

That's a great question, Eddie. It's more than 10,000. It was It was an editing joke for you. You don't know because it was an editing joke.

Yeah, but now they do. Well, the man who inspired this change, whose horrible name is right up there with Reprobus, was an extremely popular Italian tailor named Homo Bonas. Oh, yeah. Homobonox.

You're an extra, Gary.

Yeah, dude. I got two butts.

It's great.

That's great for him.

I can't imagine how it's pronounced in Italian. Like, Homo Bones. I think it might be Homobonus? Homobonus.

You just said it faster.

Yeah, that's always how you get through everything. That's how I do it. Homobonus. Homobonus.

Homobonus was an honest... It's horrible any way you say it. Homobonox. He was an honest merchant who gave most of his money to the poor. Because he was so popular, he became Saint Homobonus after his death.

It's so hard when you call him. When you smell it, there's no dash in there. You know what I mean? There's no Homobonus.

We didn't write his day.

We're just gambling because we don't know how to do it. It is impossible not to address Homobus. Just change it. Homobus.

Homobus. Saint Homobinus, after his death, became patron saint of tailors, shoemakers, and businessmen. Fashion. Now, not stopping there, the church also formalized the process of making a recently dead person a saint, which included interrogating witnesses about miracles and interviewing people who knew them to make sure they were as virtuous as the petitioner said, which included an investigation.

Think about what you're willing to say when a guy from the Vatican shows up and he's asking all these questions, and you are, if you're talking to somebody in the Vatican and you're not in trouble, you're obviously a superfan. You're there to talk to them about it. They're going to ask you pointed questions about your homo bonus friend. They're going to say, What did he do? What were his miracles? You're going to want to make that guy happy. I think you're going to want to tell that guy exactly what he wants to hear and more. They're going to go like, Wow, Yeah.

Imagine getting jealous, though, your buddy dies and he sucks. The Vatican shows up and they're like, Tell us, is Jerry Satan? Where are they like, Fucking Jerry?

Jerry's the guy? Let me ask you. How did you get that? All right. I I've been doing these fucking Zoom saint auditions for the last four years.

Well, if it was said that a Satan waiting had miraculously healed a person, a church official would be sent out to see if the healed person had remained clear of the body from which they'd been cured because it was only a miracle if a person was permanently healed. In other words, you had to pass the sniff test, and you had to pass it thoroughly. One saint who was thoroughly sniffed was Claire of Montefalco. While she was alive, St. Claire was supposedly capable of what we would call astral projection, in which she would fall into a deep religious trance and leave her body to join in loving union with the soul of God.

Yeah, I did that, too, man. It's called mushrooms, Yeah, bro. Yeah, bro. Fucking sticky leaf, dude. That's all you need, man.

Patron saint of mescaline.

Yeah, dude. She's just getting fucked by God. Super fucked. No, I mean, seriously, she going up there. Is that what she means by communion with the Holy spirit?

Loving union with the soul of God does sound like dogy style.

It sounds like, Oh, let's hit that dogy style alarm. Who let the dogs out?

Who, who, who? Well, according to witnesses, her face- I'm sorry, everybody.

I'm It's been a hard week. I lost a good friend. Two days ago, I lost a good friend out in the open. I can't believe he's gone. I've been missing him ever since. God, I've not been right. Oh, God.

According to witnesses, her face would brightly glow during these trances, and people would poke her body to get her to stir and would even try moving her. But St. Claire's physical form was solid as a rock when her soul was visiting God. Once Claire died, though, the clergy cut open her corpse as they usually did with people who were already on their way to saintehood. But this time, to check a claim Claire had made in which she felt as if her physical heart contained a physical cross, they opened up the organ. Supposedly, located in the chambers of her heart, they found a tiny crucifix, a tiny crown of thorns, and a tiny whip.

A scourge.

You do the self-flagellation, the scurge.

Are they sure the cross was an IUD?

Yeah. They get all the way up into our heart. Yet sometimes you're on a too hard of a horse ride.

A little cross in the uterus protecting my wife from my semen?

By the power of Christ. By the power of Christ will compel you come.

Well, figuring if one organ was holy, maybe others would be as well, they opened up her gall bladder and found three gallstones, which they took to represent the Holy Trinity. She was sick.

Hey, listen, I know this sounds crazy, right? You cut her boobies off so I could play with them? Listen, I just want to see what it's like, okay? I've never just played with boobies without a woman next to me.

And so, Claire of Montefalco became St. Claire. Now, besides just the control issue, another problem the Catholic Church had with the populism model of sainthood was that there were a lot of people who were locally worshiped as saints who didn't really have a reputation outside of their own village. In addition, many of these populist saints were usually just well-loved local Christians who'd been killed or murdered in horrible ways, but hadn't necessarily been murdered.

This is just so many people just saying, I'm sorry you got diced up to death after death. It's like, Man, they're dead. They don't know.

You didn't get killed in London. You got killed in some little shire, and so no one gives a shit.

For example, there was Radagund of Veldemberg. He was a farm servant eaten by wolves, but also a good guy. So St. Radagund. That's it?

That's all he was?

Yeah. Just a good guy? She's a good guy. There was Panacea of Corona, who was murdered by her mother-in-law. What'd she do? Bad death.

That's it? Yeah, bad death. But she was a nice lady?

The worst was a German pilgrim named Nuntven, who was unjustly accused of being a pedophile by a village she was just passing through and was subsequently burned alive.

See, that's not sainthood. I call that a mulligan. There's a bunch of guys going like, Hey, listen, I'm sorry. We had just seen... What was it? The River? Was that the one with Sean Penn where they beat the- Mistic River. Mistic River. I was all right fucking... Oh, man, I was keyed up.

I'm sorry. We thought that Jimmy the pedophile was out of town that week.

We didn't know it was just a nickname. It turned out that he was there the whole time.

I think they should investigate the priest that made him a saint and be like, Hey, sometimes people are wrong about that.

Mistakes are made. We got to think about this.

In one case from the 13th century, a town in France actually canonized a dog, Saint Gwynafort the Greyhound. That's so cute.

That totally demoralizes every other meaning of the saint.

I'd much rather hang out with a bunch of dogs than saints. Yeah.

Yeah, of course. But still, if you think that you're the holiest of holies, and then suddenly they let a fucking dog in.

Yeah, fucking super dogs there. Was it St.

Bernard?

It was a grayhound. No, fuck. God damn it. God damn He got you. He got me. Well, according to legend, the dog had been left alone with its master's child, and the dog protected the child in his master's absence by violently killing a snake that had slithered its way into their home. But when the child's parents return, they found the dog first, who presented himself with bloody jaws, coming immediately to a very reactive conclusion that the dog had eaten their baby, the parents killed the dog immediately.

This French always jump in a conclusion I know.

They love killing dogs.

But when the parents heard the child crying, probably because he was distressed by the noise that had been made when the parents killed the dog.

It's super noisy to immediately kill a dog. Yeah.

The parents rushed to the kid's room and found the dead mangled snake nearby.

Say, lovey, say what the hell did you do. Mail. Hey, child, have a cigarette. No, you Now, I know. You are now... I know, you are in there up to one pack a day.

The parents realized their mistake and dropped Gwynafort's body down a well, which was then covered with stones and planted with trees. It actually became an extremely popular shrine where large miracles were said to occur, presumably because St. Gwynafort was such a good boy.

What happened to the parents?

They took care of the... They took care of the shrine. Oh, wow. They dedicated their lives to the shrine of St. Gwynafort. Wow.

If this other guy can crucify his daughter, these people can kill a dog.

Yeah.

Wow, yeah. Let's hold space for them.

But the point is, when dogs and farm workers started making the cut, the church realized that it needed to put the people in their place, both spiritually and socially. So they switched the focus of saints from regular people to nobles, royalty, and and clergy to remind everyone who God's chosen really were. Well, when they would investigate the canonization of all these nobles, the nobility and the clergy tended to back each other when it came to proclaiming their virtues because it was in the interest of the ruling class to appear as if they were favored by God over the peasants in every way.

They didn't just take that as their station in life showed them. No. That they were special.

This also helped reaffirm the concept of primogeniture in royalty. That's what I mean. Where the first born inherits the titles and powers of the king because God wants him to do that, no matter how horrible of a ruler a person might be. But the practice of canonizing nobility and royalty was particularly popular in France and England, although the practice of canonizing Raising Kings started off way back in the early days of Christianity as yet another tool for recruitment rather than simple subjugation.

Yeah, and also just shows the the the the rulers are now in charge. This is us making it even more powerful. That's what I where the dog one lowers, but the king ones raise the value of the other saints.

The dog one probably sold a lot of amulets.

It did.

Yes, it very much did. It was the patron saint of babies in France for centuries.

Yeah, it literally made them a lot of money.

Well, the Holy King was Saint Sigismund, the king of Burgundy in what is now France, died 523 AD. He strangled his own son to death then was beheaded and thrown down a well by his rival Clodamere.

He's a real saint. That's what I like. Oh, yeah.

But that's all to say that Sigismund hardly lived a noble life, nor did he die a martyr's death.

Just see, it's the Homer Bart meme. You know what I mean? Yeah.

But Sigismund was the first barbarian leader of the Gauls to convert to Catholicism. So it was in the church's best interest to rewrite his history and make him a saint so a cult could form around him.

That's big brain thinking. That is pretty. That changes a lot of shit because you're trying to convert these guys. That's so much better than just killing them because then you get them, too. Yeah.

To further tighten their grip, the Catholic Church would elevate long dead leaders of converted regions into sainthhood, rewriting their story before aggressively spreading it to prevent a slide into paganism. You can't revert to a story that's not there anymore. By the Middle Ages, however, Christianity had become the dominant religion in Western Europe, so this retroactive manipulation of history was no longer necessary. Instead, they had to worry about canonizing nobility in the here and now to secure their future and their power. The Catholic Church began rejecting all canonization request from the people and instead transformed the process of canonization into an industry of preparing nobility and clergy for saintehood while they were still alive. Basically, it's like padding a college application with extracurricular activities.

Tell me, I know your GPA looks very good, but have you killed your son? That might actually help some of the numbers here we're finding if we look at some of the cross references here. Can you be a dog? Can you kill a dog? Can you kill a dog?

Can you be eaten by wolves?

Can your blood make me not sick anymore?

But this is how we got St. Edward, who was a king. It was King Edward, and he just like, When I die, I'm going to be a saint. Everyone's like, Of course.

Yeah, I guess. Then you can have a couple of people afterwards. They're like, Yeah, I prayed to St. Edward, and he cured my fucking drop seat.

Yeah, he was over there. I was having a hard time coming up with the new mix for the yay album, and I prayed to St. Eugene, next thing you know, Humma, dum, ba, dum, bum, hubba, hubba, dum, ba, dum, I was fired.

But before long, contemporary martyrs began to reappear in the Catholic religion after the Middle Ages, when Henry VIII created the Church of England because the Pope had refused to grant him a divorce in 1534. Half a century later, the relationship between the Church of England and the Catholics had gotten pretty acrimonious, so the Anglicans declared Catholic priests to be guilty of high treason simply for existing on British soil.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, when it's this openly a scam. This is when you're like, you see how little it really matters? They're just making up the rules as they go. In addition, those who harbor Catholic and especially Catholic priests could be fined, imprisoned, and executed.

That's how a woman named Margaret Clithero came to become one of the many martyrd saints killed by the British.

She's a real clit hero.

You never thought that?

You never thought that, clit hero? It's hard on the thumb.

How do you think I busted my wrist?

Clitar hero. In addition, those who...

Clitar hero.

Clitar hero. Yes. Now, Margaret probably would have never been discovered hiding priests had she not been so arrogant. Flags were raised when she loudly sent her son, Henry, to train for the priesthood in France. When Margaret's husband was someone for questioning, he folded almost immediately. Seems like Margaret's husband didn't really like her very much.

Yeah, I don't know why, though. It sounds like she's a lovely woman.

Yeah, she seemed very, very, very, very, very Yeah, no, he's just like, I don't care.

Maybe it's just because Margaret is a really fun name to yell.

Margaret. God damn it, Margaret. Margaret, I have had it with your non-chalux.

When Clithrow's house was searched, soldiers very quickly found Catholic priests in a hidden room that was built specifically for this purpose.

Priest-shaped tubes.

These rooms, seriously called priest holes. Oh, cute. Were built in houses all over England and still exist in some structures today.

Put them head first. Yeah, dude. Just a hole. Just a literal hole.

Well, it's a little hidden room. No, it's not like a literal hole, Looney Toon's hole in the ground.

He popped his head up like, Uh? Like a little groundhog.

It's like a pantry. Yeah.

Now, Margaret refused to plea guilty or innocent one way or another after she was arrested so her children wouldn't be compelled to testify against her. It's like Colonel Clink. I I know.

That's it.

Now, as was the custom at the time for people who refused to bleed one way or another in the English judicial system, she was sentenced to death by pressing, crushed to death, all while being pregnant with her fourth child.

Whoa, that's how you pop How does that happen?

I'm going to ignore that. I'm totally going to ignore it because I knew you were going to mention something about it because it popped into my head, too. Yeah, it's all I think. It did.

Well, it depends on how many months pregnant she is.

At that time, it's technically you're no longer a lady, you're a gusher. Can we please move on?

Now, two British sergeants were supposed to carry out the dreaded task of crushing a pregnant woman with rocks. But not having the heart, they hired four beggers to take their place.

They're all like, Yeah, I can't wait. I've been thinking about this for a long time. What do you think, Radio Joe? Do we get the keeper? Come on, I want some of the slime. Can I have what's left of the baby? I want to eat it. These guys are great. Task rabbit. Joe helps me with everything.

Well, after stripping Margaret down and tying a handkerchief across her face, the beggers lay Margaret on a sharp rock about the size of a man's fist and placed it in the small of her back. Then they took the door from her own home, which that was part of the custom of pressing to death. It had to be a door from their own home, and they laid it on top of her. Finally, they started stacking rocks on the door, little by little, 10 pound by 10 pound by 10 pound. Crazy. The torture was designed so the sharp rock would break her back before she died. And all told, the slow crushing of Margaret Clithero took an excruciating 15 minutes. Damn.

They knew that she was finally dead like the Wicked Witcher of the West because of her name, her labia has just popped out at the bottom of the door. At the very, very end. That's how they knew she was Then a boat sank because loose lips sink ships.

See, that's too far.

That's too far because that's not even on topic.

No, it's really not.

It's not even on topic.

No, it's quite a non-secretor, Edward.

Sorry.

St. Margaret, however, wasn't canonized until 1970, when she and dozens of other martyrs from this time period were canonized in a ceremony honoring a group that sounds like a bad British invasion band, Kuthbut Maine and the 39 companion Martin. On top of the pops. This week. This week on top of the pops, we've got Cooper Maine and the 39 companion Martin.

With their head, strawberry sunset. It's a strawberry sunset and I can't see the day.

Go grab the door and I'll get the stones.

Preston a preggy. You ever seen that?

You ever seen Preston a preggy? That was a B sign, I think. Have you seen this?

Have you heard this?

Really rare. But before we go, let's cover one more saint. One who is said to have had an actual magical power. This is my favorite one. Although it seems like his powers were completely out of his control and totally accidentally. He's more like an X-Man than Spider-Man. He is. This saint was named Joseph of Cupertino. According to Franciscan accounts from the 17th century, Joseph was, remarkably un clever, but was able to achieve regular bouts of levitation, and he would have ecstatic visions.

Now, for ecstatic visions, just understand that what that is, it's like you're having a trans state. Joseph of Cappertino was a local simpleton that was very... They all liked him.

Everyone liked him.

He came up there going like, Hey, everybody, you guys see power cross? And I was just like, Oh, hey, Joe. Being like, Oh, he's really manhandling the sugar packets. He's like, Get off of the sugar package. I'll be like, We love him, He's looking at me like, You need help? You need help in the back of me getting the eggs? Being like, No, Joe, we don't need help. Thank you, though. Thank you so much. You're so sweet.

But instead of being venerated for his regular bouts of levitation in which you would fly, Joseph was deemed disruptive and was confined to a small cell where he was forbidden from joining any public gathering.

I don't feel bad because I just don't want to bum anybody out. If you feel like I need to be in here, then that's fine for me.

A fun new expression as he's so your dummy float.

Partly, this is because levitation was widely connected not to a godly blessing, but devilish witchcraft. As such, Joseph was very lucky to not end up on the rack, especially after he was put up for an official inquisition.

It's just fun to be in a new place, everybody asking questions and stuff. Hope you guys found the power of Christ.

Where are you going to put that?

Let's nail him in the fucking forehead. Let's turn his bones into fucking confetti.

If you think that's a good idea, go ahead and do it.

That way if you need. That makes feel good.

But instead of being tortured to death, Joseph was passed from one friery to another until he finally landed with an understanding group of Cappuccino friers in the Italian town of Fossombrone. He lived a simple life until his death and was canonized a little over 100 years later. But concerning his so-called miracles, it's been suggested that Joseph of Cooper Gino may have actually just been a very talented, if misunderstood, gymnast. What does that even mean?

He just holds down, but it looks good.

They never seen anyone do a backflip before. This guy was dumb enough to try.

According to written accounts, some of his alleged levitations originated from a crouching position instead of being prone, standing or kneeling. Look what I'm doing. Hey, guys, look. Hey, guys, look what I could Hey, guys, look. It's possible that witnesses mistook a very impressive leap made by a very- That's great jump, Joe.

Oh, wow. Great jump. No, no, no.

A very impressive leap made by a very agile man as levitation. The story just grew from there.

Hey, man. I get it. Air Jordan. He was like that. He was good at business, good at basketball, not great at being a father. No. Even worse as a son. Whoa. Sadly. Really, really sadly. But Joe, he just flied to float. Yeah.

But I just love- He's saying a jump of jacks.

It's amazing that they didn't just fucking kill him.

Yeah, I think it was because he was not that bright.

Remarkably un clever.

Remarkably un clever. He was nice. He was very nice. They're like, This guy can't. He's just floating there. He also didn't really seem to enjoy it that much.

Yeah, because he would fly and go, No, no. Oh, no.

I'm going to get a string. Oh, no. I'm going to be a cop.

Oh, no. They're like, What do you do with that guy?

Yeah, every time they tried to kill him, the guy had a hammer next to his head. He's like, I can't do it.

He's too cute. He's so nice. What do you do with that hammer? You're going to put up a painting? What are you doing with it? What are you doing? What are you doing? You want to go out for lunch? God damn it, Joe. Send him to a friar. Just get down.

Just get off the ceiling. This man is real cute.

Get off the fan, Joe.

Nevertheless, because of Joseph of Cupertino's aerial abilities and his so-called remarkable uncleverness, he has probably the widest span of patrons, being both the patron saint of intellectual disabilities and astronauts.

How bad do astronauts feel? That's where we get the insult, your mom is an astronaut. Where It's the idea of getting that, Here's your Joseph of Cappertino. Really, the patron saint of Simple Boys, Simple Jack, is supposed to accompany me to the ISS.

That's it for the Saints for this second installment. Maybe we'll do more in the future. We have more stories. I mean, there's 10,000 saints. There's so many saints.

They all are wacky and horrible, but- Yeah, I couldn't even tell the story of Tommy Cantaloupe.

We ran out of time.

Yeah, but Guys, this is not... I heard some conjecture that episode 600 was not going to come until 2025. And so those people, you're fucking dead ass wrong.

Yeah, there's a whole month till 2025.

Next week, we begin a very large series that I'm very, very excited for. It's a story we've wanted to tell for a very long time, and this is going to be fun.

It's going to be really fun. So many great characters in this. It's going to be a three-parter. I'm bucking jazz for It's the story of my C-section.

Five days long. Well, thank you guys so much. Go to patreon. Com/lastpodcastsandleft, and you can pay to watch us flop around. We're here in the lovely... We got to thank these studios here.

Melrose. Melrose podcast.

Melrose podcast. Thank you so much for having us. You guys were awesome. Thank you. And go to lastpodcastandleft. Com to buy tickets for our live show. Tomorrow night, we are at King's Theater. We are doing good. Honestly, we're doing great for tickets.

We sold the shit ton, but we opened up the second balcony or whatever. Come on out. So there's a little extra room.

It's an impossibly large room. So please come out. We can't fucking wait to be back. And we're in Philly tonight.

Yeah, we're in Philly tonight, but also in January, don't forget, it's going to be a great Christmas present. We're going to be in Atlanta on January 11th at the Coca-Cola Roxy. And also after that, we'll be in Dallas, Nashville, Detroit, and Toronto. Toronto.

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Beautiful.

That's great. Well, that's great. Hell, Satan. Let's go be saintly today, Marcus. All right. Go kill somebody at the hotel and ask for forgiveness at St. Peter's.

Heil Tia Nicole Blankenship. She's a fan that we lost this week. Patron Saint of Last Podcast Network.

That's very, very sweet. Absolutely. Thank you, Adam, our guest producer for today. Thank you, Adam. Yes. All right. Bye. Bye. Bye, Huggino.

Bye.