“OMG like I’m really sorry Iggy is gone, right, but did you SEE the memorial portrait? I mean I’m not trying to take anyone’s name in vein or whatever, but Jesus… no really, do you think Jesus would be down with Igs basically totally using a filter? Like, OKAY, we GET IT, you’re the Superior General of the Society of Jesus, but can we tone it DOWN with the golden halo squiggles, you look like God’s love is electrocuting you and that is NOT cute. And like, we were all there that night, you know? We were ALL THERE back when his name was Íñigo and he came back from the Holy Land, all, ‘You know what, it was kind of meh, and the Franciscans had the WORST teeth, I think I’m gonna be an accountant,” and now suddenly he’s like MASTER IGNATIUS and he has a whole slogan and made up a church clique and he DIES and gets golden pasta light coming out of his head? Respect for the dead and stuff but like I’m SO sure. Although, bet, the red lip that matches his coat is kind of a flex and I’m not mad at it.”
