The debate about the UK euthanasia law has started yesterday, and it is polarising the country almost half as much as a selfie of some obscene slut singer or the new diet of some wannabe celebrity. Still, some people are discussing about it.
In a strange phenomenon, which is at the same time indicative of the confusion of our times, (ir)religious leaders like Lord Carey support the murdering of a suicidal person, whilst left-wing newspapers like the “Guardian” do not.
Why does this happen? Because of a fact that you can notice very easily in the newspaper articles of the last days: the factually complete absence of Christian values in the debate.
And in fact, two heathen factions seem to fight for the ground: those who think that it is good to allow someone who wants to dispose of himself to do it, and those who fear that this would lead to pressure to old vulnerable people to do what they do not want to do. The implicit concession that there shoul dbe some sort of understanding for people who want to commit suicide is clear enough; at the very least there is no vocal debate about the point.
That no one, absolutely no one could ever have any right to kill himself just because he is ill, or suffering; and that this is pretty much the worst sin imaginable (worse than sodomy! Yes, worse than sodomy!) no one seems to remember, much less say out loud.
The debate is entirely secular, and the pros and cons are seen from an entirely secular perspective.
It is also an absurd debate, because it is a debate run from a position of forgetfulness of its very ethical bases.
If there is no God, it makes perfectly no sense to claim that it be bad that vulnerable people may be put under pressure to die. If there is no God, the question whether any person has any right to live when he is not of use to the community is a perfectly sensible one. If there is no God, we are just a very sophisticated termite nest, and there is no objective rule as to how the nest should be run. Actually, if there is no God and we are all destined to be born, live a short life and and die into nothingness, the most practical thing to do is to maximise the survival chances of the termite nest by getting read of all elements of weakness making it either more vulnerable to other nests (or nations), or else decreasing the utility of the strong termites contributing to the strenght of the nest.
But the fact is, there is God: and this God is not only the one who will judge Lord Falconer and his accomplices when the day of their redde rationem comes, but it is also the God who has given us the Christian values on which our societies rest.
A discussion on values in which God is absent, and which therefore forgets the basis and origins of those very values that are being discussed, seems outright absurd to me, and a losing strategy to boot; because make no mistake, unless the root of morality is found in God, the stupid oxes will happily be led by the nose from the masters of the usual slogans of “mercy”, “freedom” and “compassion”. In the emasculated, utterly duty-allergic society in which we live, these emotional calls to “freedom” will always prevail over the embarrassed calls to prudence of those who are against, but can’t really say why.
It is only a matter of “safeguards”? Well, then you’ve lost already.
It is a matter of values? Well, then think what these values are, and why you value them, and why you should protect them.
This euthanasia battle is, I think, already lost; because the troops on the right side have completely forgotten why they are fighting.
The planet is alight with newspaper articles, comments, tweets, Facebook posts and blog articles about the terrible tragedy of Flight MH17 over the Ukraine.
A terrible tragedy, for sure. I am sure you all have prayed for the victims, and may the Lord have mercy of their souls.
(No, they are not going to go to Paradise just because they met an untimely death. No, really…).
Perhaps it would be, though, useful to put such tragedy in its proper place.
1. No sensible man can doubt that the aeroplane has been taken down by mistake. Actually, occasions like this are, if you ask me, very good to tell people who think sensible from the usual conspiracy theorist; of which, there is no doubt, there will be an awful lot around before the sun has risen again. (There are people who think Jews are behind 9/11. The mother of the idiot is always pregnant. But I digress…).
As I was saying, reasonable men will, today, all say that this has been a very tragic mistake. Terrible as the loss of life is, there is still a difference before the involuntary killing and the willed murdering of hundreds of innocent people.
2. 298 dead is around the number of a couple of major Boko Haram actions in some village in, say, Nigeria. Village, alas, not exposed to twitter and Facebook, and in which the Buggers Broadcasting Communism have no great interest. Those people are, though, all intentionally murdered, in cold blood, by people moved by blind religious fanaticism and the purest, most evil blood lust. They seem to be, almost invariably, Muslims. Or you could compare with the numbers of people (not only Christians) massacred by ISIS in Iraq and Syria; or by Islamist fanatics in Libya and Egypt only in the last two years. I assure you, in this perspective, 300 is not an impressive numbers.
It seems to me that the Buggers Broadcasting Communism – and most of the others – not only look at massacres as they would a field of wheat (=wondering what the harvest will be), but clearly prefer those tragedies in which not only the media impact is assured, but some enemies of them (here: Mr Putin) can be accused. There is no clear evidence of Russian involvement, but the BBC et al. are all full of condemnations coming from all over the planet; this morning I have even read a proposal to (further) sanction the Russians if they have provided the weapons to the rebels. Which, ipso facto, makes the West liable to auto-sanctions for almost all the major African conflicts and civil wars of the last 50 years.
The hypocrisy is mind-boggling.
Now let me make a thing or two clear: if Putin has given such weapons to the rebels (which I personally doubt, seen the level or expertise, technology and costs involved), he did it so that they can take down military aeroplanes, that is: legitimate military targets; something which, by the way, has been happening regularly in the last weeks with far less sophisticated weaponry (the shoulder-carried “manpads”). The same is, of course, true of the other side, which had announced only days ago a massive deployment of “Gadfly” missiles, and one wonders how well trained their personnel is.
A terrible tragedy, no doubt.
But in the end: a mistake.
Let us not confuse with the countless Christians (and not only Christians) butchered with a very clear criminal intent from Muslim fanatics, in cold blood, whilst the BBC et al entertain us with the evil Putin.
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I have received, and published already, the following comment:
This Francis fool was the perfect candidate to weaken Papacy to the point of irrelevance, I visited Argentina 2 years ago, when I was working for a russian news agency and visited some slums in Buenos Aires to cover the work of the “curas villeros” (slum priests) in the many shanty towns of the capital, I was shocked to see that practically all those priests had concubines and had sons with them, other were openly homosexual or had transexual partners and everyone knew about this!I talked with people from the slums and asked them what did they think about this? their answers were basically the same: “it’s ok, they love each other, they harm nobody” I also talked with more cultured (and minoritarian) sectors of the catholic church in Buenos Aires who were infuriated by the situation but they were…
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This was in my spam folder (meaning: the author has already showed me he wasn’t born an eagle):
We are not to judge. We are to point out wrongs and sins I am not a saint. As a Catholic Christian, I believe Jesus will judge all. On abortion, I think it is murder.
“We are not to judge” and “abortion is murder” (which means: all those who commit abortion commit a murder, and all those who help them abort are accomplices in a murder) in the same phrase.
We live in an age of astonishing stupidity.
Judge not according to the appearance, but judge righteous judgment. (John 7:24)
a new champion of Pollyannism has appeared on the scene. Or if he was there, I was not aware of him. The blogosphere is a big place, you know.
The “Witness” is a blog with the probably good intention of being a “Witness for the Faith”. In the sense of “good, traditional, Catholic fellowship”. Which is very fine in itself.
It is, I allow myself to say, a tad less good when the witness for the the faith covers, or sanctions, or approves of a behaviour that is the exact contrary of the “good, traditional Catholic fellowship” it claims to support. Because you see: if it ain’t traditional, it can’t be good.
Now: the said blog starts from the last disgraceful interview (I use the word advisedly: if you talk with a journalist for an hour with the intent of having your thoughts published it is a damn interview and the entire world - bar the Pollyannas and Father Lombardi; and I have my strong doubts on the latter – knows it) and comes out with this piece of profound Sunday Machiavellian thinking
What does the Pope get out of this? The answer is in the flurry of reaction to the Scalfari interview. As he watches the curial functionaries running about reacting to this leak he gains some very critical intelligence. The Pope is usually surrounded by a coterie of careerists and sycophants whose job it is to mediate the Pope’s relations with the world at large. Essentially they are to make sure there are no surprises. By carefully gauging the reaction to the Scalfari leaks he can determine which of those he can trust.
This might have been written in a highly sarcastic tone, in the “eye of the Tiber”-style. If it were true, it would be brilliant satire. Unfortunately, I have the impression the author of the words means what he has written. Let’s hope not, of course; but there is not much ground for optimism.
Now, this is a new and brilliant argument.
Following it, one would suggest to the Pope that he should be found in a “gay” sauna, stark nakkid and obviously intoxicated, together with Monsignor Ricca and some of his, well, gay companions; and procced to be photographed whilst singing Argentinian sea-shanties, and dancing the tango with the said “gay” men whilst wearing a red nose.
A great reaction would ensue.
At this point, Francis would (cough) “gain some very critical intelligence”. “By carefully gauging the reaction to the Scalfari leaks he can determine which of those he can trust”.
Lord, give me strenght…
I have already reported about an astonishing piece of extreme Pollyannism, but I wonder whether this one should not take the biscuit.
So: a Pope would confuse one billion plus Catholics every, say, eighteen hours in order to see which ones among the careerists and sycophants around him is to be trusted. He certainly can’t believe those who don’t criticise him are not careerists and sycophants. Actually, common sense says that he should suspect them first. So it can only be about selecting the worst among the bad.
I wonder what some bloggers drink in the morning (kool-aid, is the answer; with Francis flavour). I try to criticise other Catholic bloggers as little as possible, or to do it only when the example that should not be followed is extreme.
This here is beyond extreme.
It is parody.
It is involuntary Monthy Phyton humour of the most Monthy Phyton-esque kind.
Actually, it is a pity Monthy Phyton aren’t around anymore: they would have such a field day with the Pollyannas…
Papolatry is among us. Keep your eyes open and your brains switched on, because the number of the Papolaters isn’t going to decrease anytime soon.
If it smells very badly, it’s brown and comes from a cow I am sorry to burst your bubble, but you are in front of a load of bullshit. Even if the cow is ever so white, and ever so humble.
Trying to call this bullshit something else just doesn’t wash, because the stink is there.
The Bard would probably say this:
Bullshit, by any other name, still stinks as badly.
Do you remember the first Repubblica interview?
The one with the all controversy about the Pope not reading the draft, or reading but not paying attention, or reading and paying attention but perhaps having a headache?
The one of which cardinal Mueller promised – and delivered – that it would be taken down from the Vatican internet site?
The one of which all Pollyannas were saying it was all fault of the old man Scalfari, because the oh so holy Holy Father would never say such rubbish?
The wolves truly have no shame.
God, please free us from Francis.
In your own good time. But please, please free us from this scourge.
Introducing a further step in the utter satanical descent of this once Christian Country into the abyss of hell, Lord Falconer is now trying to introduce an euthanasia law on these shores.
The details are perfectly irrelevant, and it is perfectly useless to discuss under which “strictly defined circumstances” a person will be allowed to commit suicide. The principle is that he will be allowed to, and even if the usual incrementalism of Satan’s ways were to provide that, say, initially only terminal illness would cause the suicide to be allowed, it is very easy to realise this is, in time, going to go mainstream.
Once the principle is accepted, suicide on demand is the unavoidable conclusion. Look only at Belgium, where even teenagers can now be authorised to dispose of themselves in an environmentally friendly way only a decade or so after the initially more restrictive euthanasia law was introduced. And hey: if this is what the boy wants, who are we to judge?
Surely, you think, the Christians still left in the Country will react to this monstrosity like one man!?
Think again. Not only that old nincompoop Tutu has now taken the part of Satan, but the former so-called Archbishop of Canterbury, Lord Carey, has done the same.
Tutu’s position is no surprise, as the man smells of brimstone from very far away. Just remember when he said that he would rather choose hell with the sodomites, than a “homophobic” heaven. But Lord Carey is a different matter, because one would expect from him – proddie as he is – a higher content of Christian Truth. Still, we live in times when a supposed religious authority can say that he has “changed his mind”, because “old philosophic certainties have collapsed”. Boy, what a child. Or an evil mind.
Once again, we see easy emotionalism at play. The proposers of suicide don’t call it “euthanasia” any more, preferring by far the far more modern expression “right to die”. This smells pleasantly of “freedom”, and allows them to present themselves as “oppressed”; whilst the coming, murderous oppression of countless old people put under a subtle, but to them irresistible pressure to put an end to their lives is, clearly, not oppressive at all. In some articles, it is even called “assisted dying”, as if one were assisted whilst he is dying. Well no, it’s assisted suicide. It’s different.
Now, Lord Falconer & Co. go to the extraordinary length of declaring that suicide is not unChristian, because Lord Carey and the devilish Tutu say so. I have no doubt millions of Brits will believe him on the word. This is what Christianity has become in this Country.
This proposed law may be condemned to a slow death on Friday, a fact which Falconer & Co. are now trying to prevent. But even if this should happen, one can clearly see a path here, with the “suicide squad” promptly using all the tools of the sodomites: whining, cries of “oppression”, call to “freedom”. I wonder how long it is before adjectives like “choiceophobic” start circulating.
Make no mistake: unless the pendulum start swinging on the other side, this euthanasia law is going to enter the statute books; probably in the next parliament if not in this one, but almost certainly in the one thereafter. It is the logic of godlessness and embracing of everything satanic, of rebellion to God in everything, that demands that it be so.
This is not only, mind, going to cause the loss of lives. It is going to cause the loss of countless souls, as many who are perfectly able to discern what they are doing deliberately choose suicide; the most elementary rebellion to natural law and, therefore, an act by which no “but God, Lord Carey and Desmond Tutu had told that this was perfectly Christian!” will ever wash.
And so we see how, fifty years after the revolution of the Sixties, the Revolution eats its children. Not only the symbolic ones – the young sodomites and their friends and supporters, say – but, literally, the same potheads who started the mess; a generation facing in the next decades the full brunt of the new legislation in many European countries, and deciding to put a miserable end to the hopes of their soul as they have lived miserable lives in opposition to God’s law.
This will be the fitting end of their “love” madness, as their delusion of godless “love” becomes eternal hate and despair.
The generation that sow mass rebellion reaps mass damnation. Really, it’s as simple as that.
“The idea, therefore, is to save mankind, in the sense of restoring him to the centre: to the centre of society, of thought, of reflection. Restoring mankind to the centre. You do good work. You study, reflect, hold conferences for this reason – so that mankind is not discarded.”
Pope Francis is all in this phrase.
As around 70 people get a nice holiday in Rome to try to give sense to the economics nonsense of the man in Evangelii Gaudium, and thus try to save his face as much as they can by saying no, the Pope is for Capitalism and no, the Pope isn’t a nincompoop who does not know what he is talking about, Francis keeps spreading his own secular thinking.
A man obsessed with removing Christ from the centre (of society, of thought, of reflection) and with putting mankind at his place.
We have gone from Omnia instaurare in Christo to “Omnia instaurare in homine”. The Pollyannas applaud and praise the great sensitivity of the man to the plight of the poor.
A Che Guevara in white. And a stupid one at that.
Please pray that this disgrace be taken away from us as soon as possible.
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I said in mine heart, God shall judge the righteous and the wicked: for there is a time there for every purpose and for every work.
Ecclesiastes 3: 17
In the unbelievable days we are living there is nothing impossible anymore. It is as if a fury of self-destruction had taken hold of once Christian Countries, and would now aim at the annihilation of Christian values with the same energy with which once Crusades were waged, and heresy fought.
What the Belgian Parliament has done exceeds even the boundaries of common insanity. It is evil in its purest form. Evil shouted out in a very loud manner, and sugarcoated with Satan’s favourite weapon: a fake good-ism, a parody of mercy unable to mask the atrocious reality of a boundless cynicism, and an ice cold disregard for…
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This undoubtedly makes for some reading.
What a difference with “who am I to judge?”-Francis or “we are more nuanced”-Nichols.
Some Catholic bloggers still believe in the principle of non-contradiction. Something the Vatican destroyers are rapidly leaving behind as un-merciful.
One of these bloggers can be read here.
No revolutionary theories, you see. Just good, plain, old-fashioned reading and thinking. Giving to words the meaning they actually have, rather than the one we would wish them to have, or desperately want to believe they must have, lest our papolatrous faith should crumble.
This is pure “reading Francis through common sense”.
It is a huge scandal that, sixteen months into this disgraceful pontificate, most have preferred to give up thinking rather than to stop and examine what Catholicism really is, and whether their fanatical reliance on every word of the Pope isn’t, in fact, a huge heresy itself.
Enjoy the blog post, and the extremely fine Rorate post.
Another day, another Francis-caused scandal.
I truly, truly hope that no one will, this time, dare to accuse Scalfari’s age for having, ahem, “forgotten” the recorder once again.
At this point, even a retard would understand the recorder was not there purely and simply because Francis did not wish for one to be there; and he wished it to be this way so that he may be free to say whatever he likes without the Pollyannas holding him accountable for his words.
Note that, once again, Father Lombardi does not deny the content of the conversation. The conversation took place, and the content is on the whole the one published in the newspaper. Lombardi devotes his fire brigade effort mainly to the pedophile Cardinals statements, and generally points out that the Pope can only be considered the author of those statement who do not cause scandal; because you see, this interview wasn’t really an interview. What the heck was it, then?
Wait: wasn’t this the same Lombardi who had already cast a doubt on Scalfari’s ability to remember the details? Why would, then, Francis give him another interview? Without a recorder? What does Francis say about that? Why are suddenly interviews not proper interviews, merely interviews, published as such? And by the way, why must Francis always pick anticlerical atheists and obviously anticlerical newspapers for his most scandalous interviews?
Stop kidding yourselves: Francis obviously likes Scalfari and Repubblica. He likes them, because he is like them. He is very satisfied with the way they have served his agenda so far. Therefore, he keeps using them to throw bazookas at the Church every time he likes, confident in the fact most Catholics are, as it is by now abundantly clear, too thick and too blind to get the facts, or to think with their own brains.
Not Scalfari, not the ISIS, not the rampant homosexualism, nor the abortionists, nor the satanists are the worst enemies of the Church.
The worst enemy of the Church is a Pontiff belittling Her, ridiculing Her, putting Her under suspicion of the worst things; all the while looking good, himself, amongst Her enemies.
And by the way, to bluntly accuse 2% of catholics priests of being, or having been, pedophiles is exactly what Francis always lambasts so violently in others.
Has he seen their pedophile ID card?
Does he not “kill” the priests by accusing them rashly?
Who is he to judge?
What shamelessness. What arrogance. What evil energy.
I invite my readers to pray God every day that the Church of Christ be freed from this scourge.
After the end of a wonderful Football World Cup, I hope my Argentinian readers will not be too crushed. There are far worse things in life, though I know there are moments in which not many of them really come to mind. But they are there, and this was a great achievement anyway.
I congratulate my German readers for a fully deserved triumph. I can’t stand Merkel so I will not watch the ceremony.
I am glad we will have no selfies of Francis with the flag, or with a Messi photograph; and no Pollyannas telling us the Holy Ghost obviously loves this oh so great Pope so much he had to give the cup to them. This, at least, will remain spared to us.
Tomorrow it will be normality again.
Again, my congratulations to the winners.