F and sycophants take themselves way too seriously. I think it's called nar·cis·sism. F needs to appoint a boy bishop, a tradition in the Middle Ages, lasting into the Renaissance, whereby a boy was chosen to parody a bishop for a day, commonly on the feast of Holy Innocents on December 28, a tradition that links with the Feast of Fools and the Feast of Asses.
Once I met a bishop,
He seemed awfully swell,
Wearing a mighty big miter,
Mistook him I for a bell.