"The presiding monk pleaded guilty to one count of wire fraud..."

Rabbi Avigdor Miller's commentary on current events:

From theadvocate.com: 
Monk admits misusing Lafayette temple’s money for gambling forays to Louisiana casinos

A monk accused of using a Lafayette temple’s money to fund a gambling habit pleaded guilty Thursday in federal court and will be sentenced on June 27...

K——, the 38-year-old former presiding monk pleaded guilty before Judge Patrick Hanna in Lafayette to one count of wire fraud.

[His] plea is an admission that he withdrew the temple’s cash from an ATM machine at Baton Rouge’s L’Auberge Casino, including one $4,280 withdrawal that caught the attention of the federal government, according to the factual stipulations of [his] plea presented in court.

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He’s talking to a friend; joking; telling stories

From The Refutation Is at Hand (#002) by Rabbi Avigdor Miller:

You’re going to read about adventures in Tibet...  High up a mountain; there’s a monastery of Tibetan monks. They live peacefully. And they are thinking all day long; what are they thinking? Noble ideas. Ahhh! That’s the place to be. At least there is someplace in the world where there is "decent people."

Last year I told you about that. I’ll remind you again. I’m quoting from one of these magazines about the K—— monastery in Tibet. The local king warned him to keep away from that monastery, because the monks go out every day on expeditions and they murder travelers. They had sacred mountains; they’d have to go around the mountains. So as the monk walks around with the pilgrim, he sometimes kills the pilgrim to take his money.

You want an idea what the monks were? This is how the monks pray in Quebec. The monk is standing and laughing and joking and he’s playing turning the wheel. On the wheel there’s inscribed prayers. He’s turning the wheel and praying. Each time, the prayers, the wheel turns, a whole long tefilla (prayer) is said by him.

​He’s talking to a friend; joking; telling stories. I saw photographs: the monk is laughing and he’s walking up and down turning wheels. And all their prayers are going up to the Tibetan heaven. In one monastery the monks and nuns all live together in one room; that’s a different story.