Few things have given rise to my anger of such a level as the news surrounding the resignation of the Arch Bishop of Canterbury over his inadequacy in dealing with the piece of crap called John Smyth.

Is there any wonder that society is tumbling like a house of cards when one of the few vestiges of civilisation that should bolster the hopes and aspirations of decent Christian people is sullied by those who ponce about in clerical attire preaching one thing and practising another.

Sexual attacks on vulnerable people are not new by those who society have entrusted to be squeaky clean and carry the light of hope before them.

What we see now is darkness for if you cannot trust the clergy then what does the future hold?

I am particularly angry as a man to see my fellow gender stoop to such disgusting levels of betrayal, is there any wonder that many men today do not resemble the stereotype that has been expected of us for millennia, many of the role models of today are feeble looking fanatics of sport, bang bang your dead entertainment junkies and soft effeminate pop stars, I could go on.

It is high time that as men we turned our backs on the utter degeneracy that is poisoning our souls and set about the constructive task of making our gender respectable again before it is too late.