There’s nothing remarkable about a Louisville woman pretending to be ordained to the priesthood.

Sadly, dioceses like Louisville, Cincinnati, and Rochester that were led by the decadent Bernardin-Jadot bishops are still plagued by this sort of nuttiness, and it will probably take the reform of the grave to heal them fully.

What’s remarkable is how devoid of love, service, and humility, the marks of any true vocation, the Louisville woman’s story is.

It’s all ideology, power, and self-assertion. And sadness.