Just showing up to raise a toast to the effective end of Mark Shea's career.
I arrive at this party late, only because I kept bi-annual tabs just to make sure this corpse didn't get up and start shambling around again. But no, there won't be any reanimating this one: Shea's gone. He's just a crazy man getting angry at everything now and lashing out with some combination of hyperbole and hysteria.
The one lingering contribution he's made is how funny it is for him to be "Catholic - and loving it!" when any random sampling of him for years will hit on him being frantic, angry and miserable. Made doubly educational, since just about every person the maniac has denounced as "hateful" seems on the whole not only happier, but nicer than him.
God, as always, has a sense of humor.