And far be it from me to tell Catholics how to run their religion, but I'd have thought that a proper, one hundred percent earthly Jesus, one of us, warts and all, the product of a good hard bonk, would have been a far better bet. The inventors of the virgin birth may well have got it right for most of the last two thousand superstitious years, but it ain't going to work so well in the age of questioning in which we now, thankfully, find ourselves. In other words, the whole concept is a load of unnecessary old rubbish, and I suspect that you suspect it.