Several years ago, Bob Malm discovered that a young parishioner with access to his sister’s keys had entered locked rooms within the school and stolen a number of laptops. Nothing really came of the matter, except that the laptops were locked in a closet keyed differently than other doors in the building. No felony charges, no being told to find a new church—the latter only happened under perjuring priest Bob Malm for the crime of lèse-majesté, or giving offense to His Malmness. Yup, offend Bob, and you will get voted off Planet Malm. And don’t think we’re talking about a vote of the vestry or something similar — we’re talking imperial fiat involving only Bob Malm.
Nor is that the only time theft has occurred at the church.
As a confirmed foodie, on several occasions I donated high-end kitchen linens, cookware, and food items for use in the second- and third-floor kitchens, only to discover that the items disappeared in short order, never to return.
None of the items cost thousands of dollars, so it’s not like I lost sleep over these thefts. But stealing is stealing, and the fact that this sort of thing happened multiple times in the parish is disconcerting and disappointing.
In short, this conduct speaks volumes to the real values and mores of the parish. What it says is not good.