By Neil the Ethical Werewolf Our friends at Pandagon have made me aware of the furor over sculptor Cosimo Cavallaro's "My Sweet Jesus", a 200-pound anatomically correct life-size sculpture of the Lord made entirely out of milk chocolate. (Here's a photo of the sacrilicious work.) Bill Donahue's comment: "This is one of the worst assaults on Christian sensibilities ever." Sadly, no one asked Donahue to rank it against Amanda's criticisms of the Church position on contraception or the purported "Anti-Catholic Atrocities" that he criticized years ago -- among them, an ad in which someone was bringing onion dip to communion for wafer-dipping purposes. At times like this, I'm put in mind of the dialogue between Italian painter Paolo Veronese and his inquisitors in 1573. Veronese had just painted his fifth Last Supper, which you can see here, and had adorned it in unconventional ways. Thanks to the good folk at Veniceblog, I can present you with a partial transcript of the dialogue:
