See, see, thou hast shot off one of Taurus' horns.

One day in early January 1970, Michael James Brody Jr. stepped off a Pan Am jet at John F. Kennedy Airport and into what would be one of the new decade’s shortest, strangest 15 minutes of fame.

When they started jeering at him again, it was not so much at his northernsouthern claims, but at his supposed Christo-Muslim identity.

Predictably, the brow-beaten Clement in the end submitted to Philip's demands that the papal commission, which was eventually convened in November 1309, should consist predominantly of clerics who were known to be royal placemen.