The ferraiolo is a type of cape traditionally worn by clergy in the Roman Catholic Church on formal, non-liturgical occasions. When Sheen went on television in February 1952, his Life Is Worth Living programs became extremely popular, competing effectively against shows starring Mr. Television, Milton Berle, and singer-actor Frank Sinatra. A television critic exclaimed, Bishop Sheen cant sing, cant dance, and cant act. All he isis sensational. In his first year on television, Sheen won the Emmy for Most Outstanding Television Personality, winning over media giants Lucille Ball, Arthur Godfrey, Edward R. Murrow, and Jimmy Durante.
The Sheen story is about a remarkable man whose spiritual intensity was the primary force that propelled him throughout his life. His life in the Church spans one of the most exciting periods in the venerable institutions history, from an era characterized by growth, discipline, evangelism, self-confidence, and exclusivity, to the post-Vatican II period known for its change, dissent, disillusionment, ecumenism, and openness to the modern world.
ferraiolo or not & as Catholic as we were we still called ‘em cape twirlers’ cause they’d be wearing the cape & to make a point in conversation in public or private they’d use the ferraiolo as a intimidation point.
Sheen was a drama queen according to us but then again how could we accept him as us being 1st & 2nd gen irish catholics?
He was ‘extremely popular’ because there was nothing else to watch back in the day & he was most likely according to y memory someone of the Catholic Church clergy first to appear on the wave.
He was hoot!
Behind door #1 we have Fulton J Sheen , Prince of the Church
Behind door #2 we have Wladziu Valentino Liberace, a Princely Pianist.
As you can see from this atypical video of Fulton Sheen, “Prince of the Church” is in full regalia.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DwX3yyspYA4
On to Wladziu Liberace
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dioRwB4RvrQ
http://press.uchicago.edu/Misc/Chicago/686671.html
I have to report that Mr. Liberace, like “Windstarke Fuenf” is about the most that man can take. But he is not a drink. He is Yearning Windstrength Five. He is the summit of sex—Masculine, Feminine and Neuter. Everything that He, She and It can ever want.
I have spoken to sad but kindly men on this newspaper who have met every celebrity arriving from the United States for the past thirty years. They all say that this deadly, winking, sniggering, snuggling, chromium-plated, scent-impregnated, luminous, quivering, giggling, fruit-flavored, mincing, ice-covered heap of mother love has had the biggest reception and impact on London since Charlie Chaplin arrived at the same station, Waterloo, on September 12, 1921.
This appalling man—and I use the word appalling in no other than its true sense of terrifying—has hit this country in a way that is as violent as Churchill receiving the cheers on V-E Day. He reeks with emetic language that can only make grown men long for a quiet corner, an aspidistra, a handkerchief, and the old heave-ho. Without doubt, he is the biggest sentimental vomit of all time.
Slobbering over his mother, winking at his brother, and counting the cash at every second, this superb piece of calculating candy-floss has an answer for every situation. Nobody since Aimee Semple MacPherson has purveyed a bigger, richer and more varied slag-heap of lilac-covered hokum. Nobody anywhere ever made so much money out of high speed piano playing with the ghost of Chopin gibbering at every note.
There must be something wrong with us that our teenagers longing for sex and our middle-aged matrons fed up with sex alike should fall for such a sugary mountain of jingling claptrap wrapped up in such a preposterous clown.
While the trial took many ducks and turns, one phrase in the article dominated the proceedings from both sides. This was Conner’s identification of the pianist as “the summit of sex—Masculine, Feminine and Neuter. Everything that He, She, and It could ever want”
You need to understand the Catholic Church is run similar to a monarchy but it stands alone as a papal monarchy and I don’t buy that-& most pple aren’t even aware of this.
“Prince of the Church”?
hell, Sheen couldn’t even bang out a tune on a washboard compared to his secular counterpart Liberace.
Both were born in 1919 & both had strong religious backgrounds. Sheen never came out of the closet & used his Prince of the Church robes to disguise the hideousness of his own sexuality and conscience.
Suppose Sheen had ever confessed his homosexuality?
Then he would be no longer a Prince of the Church and sent into exile. TV rescued this creep & gave him a outlet for his covert flamboyancy & cape twirling with moronic “chalk talks.
On the other hand we have “Lee” Liberace who only partially opened his own closet door. He was a mama’s boy just like Sheen only he was never a Prince of the Church. He was his own king owning his outfits, his outlandish jewelry, the tableaux he set in the entertainment world-and he and Sheen were the original capetwirlers.
You don’t want to ever read the coroner’s report on that Molly- named Liberace, it was sickening—anal fissures & all
I’m sick & tired of the LGBT agenda we have today & having it shoved in my face at every turn. I’m sick & tired of hearing how their issues dominate the news cycle.
I’m sick & tired of all the crap/shite/& whatever you want to call it- IMMorALITY? , yes, & does exist within the Catholic Church and even then when Fulton Sheen came into his own as a public persona which is totally sickening to me because ...there are so many people who buy into the teachings of the Roman Catholic Church it’s not funny anymore.
There now, I’ve said it all.