Yet they say, The LORD shall not see, neither shall the God of Jacob regard it.
Understand, ye brutish among the people: and ye fools, when will ye be wise?
He that planted the ear, shall he not hear? he that formed the eye, shall he not see?
He that chastiseth the heathen, shall not he correct? he that teacheth man knowledge, shall not he know?
Psalm 94: 7-10.
Today is a good day. Nay, it is a historic one.
A filial correction on the account of the propagation of heresies, dated 16th July, was (and I quote) “delivered to the Roman Pontiff Pope Francis at his Residence in Domus Sanctae Marthae, at the Vatican, on August 11th, 2017″.
This is an important step in the recovery of sanity, as – after a scandalous silence, interspersed by some faint meowing, all this time – a number of reputed lay scholars, theologians and clergymen have formally accused the Pope of propagating heresy.
Yes, you read well: Francis has just joined John XXII in the very exclusive club of Popes accused of spreading heresy by Catholic theologians.
First admission in almost 700 years. Congratulations, Your Unholiness.
Bishop Fellay has signed. Bishop Gracida, the emeritus of Corpus Christi, Texas has signed, too. New signatures are being added.
Reading the document, it is obvious that the signatories do not think they will manage to have Francis retract or be deposed (though you never know where things can get when people start to say what everyone thinks and sanity demands).
What they are clearly doing is what yours truly has been advocating from this space since the start of this mess: destroy the credibility of this papacy for both the current and the future generations and expose the Pope for what he is: a man willingly spreading heresy.
The document accuses Francis of heresy in seven points. Not – important – because there are only seven heretical statements or issues in Fornicationis Laetitia; but because, concerning those seven points, Francis has demonstrably publicly spoken in a way that clearly supports the heretical reading of the document.
This document is very important, because it is a first since 1333. Incidentally, it will cure the one or other from their at this point utterly inexcusable notions about Papolatry.
Where are the Cardinals? What will cardinal Burke do? Will he tell us that we are naughty for doubting the intentions of the Pope? Will he tell us and the other faithful Catholics that we are “dividing the Church”?
This declaration will separate the wheat from the chaff. I am not saying that it can be demanded that every good priest signs it, but every bishop who does not sign it has lost every credibility in my eyes, starting from Bishop Schneider whose signature is now justifiably expected.
The prominent Signatories are being collected here.
Several of them are simple priests, now facing probable persecution. My admiration and prayers go to Father Hunwicke and the other courageous priests who have signed. Pray for them, that the Lord may give them strength and resolve when the reprisal comes.
As to the Cardinals, the Correction exposes them once again as a bunch of cowardly kitten, starting from the oh so courageously meowing Burke and Brandmueller.
On the day where a historical step was announced, not undertaken since 1333, the Dubia Cardinals who are still alive were exactly where they have been since April of last year: nowhere.
There will be a lot to write about this in the following day. It truly, truly made my day and I hope it will make yours, too.
Please do not embarrass yourself asking “what the use of this will be” or any such nonsense. Catholicism, fear of the Lord, sanity and respect for Catholics of all generations past, present and future demand that a heretical Pope be exposed as such. This is the beginning and the end of it. Let God, not you, decide the practical results. We care for truth first, practical results second.
Also, kindly do not test my already short patience fearing a “schism”. If for you the spread of heresy heresy is preferable to calling out a heretic you are part of a schism already; but a much more dangerous than the old ones because moving from inside the Church.
I go to sleep now. I will not be able to deal extensively with this for a day or so. There will be further posts on the matter. What a day.
This is the day the Lord has made;
We will rejoice and be glad in it.
Let us make sure Francis does not forget this day, too.
Via the always interesting (even if not always agreed with) Barnhardt blog, a shocking story about the real world of sodomy; courtesy of Joseph Sciambra, a former sodomite willing to expose the astonishingly sordid world of those people whom the world calls, utterly madly, “gay”.
Some preliminary considerations are in order. Whilst I do not doubt Mr Sciambra’s good faith and sincere repentance, I must warn my readers that they are not reading an orthodox Catholic. The word “gay” is used profusely – not in the sense of the dictionary -, and the subtext of the story is an attempt of explanation of “what made him do it” which has only one answer: Satan. Whilst Mr Sciambra reaches the same conclusion in the end as also showed by his comments and other writings, do not expect the same clarity of thinking and writing you find in Catholic blogs.
And now to the matter itself.
I obviously leave it to you whether you want to follow the link and immerse yourself in the description of the – literally – hell on earth lived by those people. The warning I give you is that the most disgusting thing I had ever heard about these people until now – the hospitals in London receiving every day dozen of perverts with things stuck in their rectum, things they cannot take away anymore – literally pales in comparison to the utter filth, depravity, de-humanised and satanical dirt, disease, self-hurt of all sorts going on in the life of what appears to be a fairly “average” – as the world nowadays says – “gay man”.
It is a scale of depravity I could not even imagine, and I think it a blessing that I do not know many of the medical terms or diseases described and was, therefore, spared from the most disturbing imagery. The comments at the end of the post – and the many references throughout the text of the many other people having the same medical issues, and therefore the same practices, as the author – will also leave you in no doubt that this is not an “extreme” situation, at all.
Still, I think that you should read this. It will never go away, and it will provide you with much stronger ammunition next time you hear your relatives or acquaintances talk about “the gays” as if it was something so very normal and “in” today.
It is time that the utter filth of this satanic perversion is showed to the world for what it is, rather than as the kind of “parallel normalcy” the BBC et alia want you to believe.
Let’s take sanity back: for the love of God, for our generation, and for the following ones.
I was always disgusted by sodomy at a normal, sane, common sense level. But even I would have never imagined that the filth would ever reach anywhere near the level of which I have read in the linked text.
The stupid West must know the truth; and, with God’s grace, the truth will set it free.
With his most recent piece of rubbish, that “doctrine does not come before mercy”, Francis has once again showed what an ignorant ass he is.
Of course doctrine comes before mercy. Doctrine tells us what (real) mercy is, how it is recognised, and how it is properly exercised.
To admit that there be a mercy that does not depend on doctrine is tantamount to say that everyone can define mercy his own way, and put it in contrast with doctrine. This is, then, exactly like saying that everyone can make his own religion as he goes along, which is what this cretin is doing.
Catholicism is based on immutable truths, not feelings. We instruct ourselves in the proper way of understanding truth. Doctrine is nothing more than taught truth. Everything is understood in its light, because everything is understood in the light of that immutable truth which doctrine, as the word itself says, teaches. Doctrine, not Mercy, tells me what the place of properly intended mercy is. It tells me, in fact, what is real and false mercy.
What an embarrassingly ignorant, stupid pope we have.
After “Faggotgate”, and the ruckus following the disinvitation of Sister Jeanine Martin, Society of Faggots, from several speaking engagements, I knew the usual fake conservative, middle of the wrong road, allegedly reasonable voices would speak up. “Do not quarrel, children!”, and the like.
It allows them to look good on the cheap, you know.
We live in a time of conflict, and this conflict requires each and everyone of us to take side and say whether we side with Christ or Satan. There can be no neutrality between Father Martin and Father Zuhlsdorf, nor is silence an acceptable option. One must say where he stands on the issue, and on such issue no one, not even my cat, can sit on the fence and feign,mor profess, neutrality.
The milquetoast side of Catholic blogging keeps thinking that niceness is a sort of absolute value. It isn't. Niceness is a “nice to have” and nothing more. If you read the Gospel, Christ's words emerge as brutally frank on so many occasions that it is impossible to think he would allow niceness to stand anywhere in the way of Truth.
Nor is the conflict now openly lacerating the Church in need of any niceness. The enemy must be defeated, not be treated nicely.
Throw at them your anger and your mocking. Cover them in ridicule. Expose them in any way you can.
Forget niceness. This is no tea at the vicarage, and most certainly no time for niceness.
When you die you will not be judged according to how nice you were. You will be judged according to where you died one of Father Z ones, or one of those of Father James “Liberace” Martin, Society of Fags.
And there is no place in the middle whatsoever.
In the desperate situation in which we find ourselves today – marked, mark my words, not only by a heretical Pope, but by universal cowardice and acquiescence from the Cardinals and almost all Bishops – one may legitimately wonder how we will ever be able to have a Catholic Pope again. More and more Francis Cardinals, and the cowardice of those who were there already, should, if the Church were not the Barque of Peter, certainly spell her end and cause her to go the way of the Methodists and Quackers.
However, for God nothing is impossible. Trusting in His promise of Indefectibility, I will try to imagine some of the ways in which He will, when the appointed time has come, right the Barque again.
- Francis dies (please, Lord!). Evil FrancisCardinals want to continue the way of the Francis, but want a smarter guy to do it. They elect a smarter version of Bergoglio. He takes the name Francis II, and many think that all is lost. God converts him to Catholicism.
- Francis dies (please, Lord!) and we see another Revolt of the Kitten like at the first Synod. Cardinals are terrified of another Francis and decide to go back to the old ways, electing another Ratzinger or JP II guy. God finishes to convert him to Catholicism.
- Francis dies (please, Lord!) and the Cardinals elect a guy like Sixtus V: allegedly old, frail, innocuous, manipulable, and not around for long. The man turns out to be like the real Sixtus V: strong, energetic, fearless, and pretending to be frail, innocuous and about to depart this vale of tears to get a chance at the office.
- Francis dies (please, Lord!). God works on the Cardinals to let them elect a Pope that puts an end to creeping Schism and elect a strong guy able to get order, like John Paul I was believed to be after the weak Paul VI. God finishes to convert him to Catholicism.
- Francis dies (please, Lord!), and God sends to the Cardinals in conclave the most atrocious nightmares about hell. They talk nonsense to each other during the day and are terrified at night, but no one tells the others because they are ashamed of it. Suddenly they converge on a man who is terrified himself. God finishes to convert him to Catholicism.
This is just a short reflection to bring a smile to your face. In the end, God can do everything, and when He in His wisdom has decided that we have been punished for long enough He will set things right.
We, the faithful, do what the name says: we remain faithful to the faith of our fathers, and wish Francis and his minions a speedy departure from this vale of tears and the destination God has already appointed for them.
Now four and a half years in his Pontificate, Pope Francis has irreparably ruined his reputation and legacy, sinking in a pit of moral relativism, outright assorted heresies and social activism with a strong Communist streak from which he will never be able to emerge. You see this, well, everywhere, with only the usual suspects still cheerleading for a man who is becoming more embarrassing by the day.
The Correction, if seriously made, would have nuked this papacy. But even without it the failure is staggering. If even three years ago you would find a minority of voices criticising Francis, the Catholic Resistance movement has now become so massive that even the notoriously lethargic and disconnected FrancisChurch PR machinery acknowledges, in so many words, that they have lost the war for the hearts and minds of the average Catholic. What they have is the adulterers, the homosexuals, the atheists, the leftists of all sorts, and some Muslims.
On noticing that the message was causing widespread resistance, a smarter guy would have toned down the rhetoric a lot, being content to only disseminate an error here and there amidst many episodes of orthodoxy.
Francis is, sadly for him and luckily for us, not a smart guy. He is stubborn, petty, childish and, most of all, stupid. Therefore, as he saw his Pontificate deflate like a soufflé gone wrong he did not put his foot on the brake, but on the gas pedal, showing the typical attitude of the three-years-old who wants to impose new ball game rules on his companions because he has the ball.
Interview followed interview. Outrage followed outrage. Insult followed insult. Heresy followed heresy. As Francis saw his initial patrimony of good will evaporate he reacted like an idiotic child would: more logorrhoea, more outrage, more insults, more heresy.
Well done, Evil Clown! You have managed to let even the slow-witted understand what an enemy of Christ you are.
I am afraid we might not be so happy with the next V II job holder. But one can always hope that after this unmitigated disaster the Cardinals will be inspired to go with a safer pair of hand; and, by God's grace and a bit of conversion, this one might prove a pleasant surprise in the end.
It will soon be one year. Not, mind, one year from the infamous publication of the infamous Fornicationis Laetitia. No. One year from an extremely belated request of “clarification” in the form of “Dubia”. An instrument which, weak as it was, would have been sufficient to unleash hell around Pope Francis' pontificate, if the barking had been followed by the biting. As it turned out, and as I write this, the marbles for it were and are just not there.
The faint meowing of the Dubia was followed by… nothing.
And more nothing.
At some point, some more meowing was made public, with the Cardinals (at that point all of them alive) asking a heretical Pope why oh why he does not receive them to allow them to respectfully discuss his heresy. Truly, these people make the first, pre-Gandalf Theoden look like a fearless warrior.
At this point, it is anyone's guess whether something resembling a censure of the Pope will be ever published at all by the two surviving kitten (two of them have gone to their judgment without acting; may the Lord have mercy on their souls).
My take is that at some point we will get – when the two surviving Cardinals have gathered the necessary courage – nothing more than an explanation of what the Church teaches, without any censure of or warning to the Pope, and without any demand that he puts an end to this confusion.
This would be a very little improvement on the total catastrophe of total silence; but would still fall well short of what is required: the denunciation of the paper as heretic, and the warning that the Pope will be declared such unless he recants.
If I want to know what the Church teaches concerning marriage I do not need Cardinal Burke or Brandmüller. The teaching is universally known. What is necessary is the open condemnation of a document going frontally against it, and – if the man does not backpedal – of the man who answers for the document.
Everything else would be very faint meowing, only able to satisfy the most childish Pollyannas.
Count me out, please.
The so-called Deuterocanonical Books are seven books of the Old Testament which were not originally written in Hebraic, but in Greek. However, they were considered by the Jews themselves to be part of the body of Sacred Scripture. Their acceptance was a fact at the time of Christ, and Our Lord never challenged their authenticity. This is why, for fifteen Centuries, all Christian counted 46 books in the Old Testament, including the Deuterocanonical (“second canon”) seven ones.
Then a sex-obsessed German Heresiarch showed up, and – I think, mainly because not liking the content of some of these books – decided to expunge the Old Testament of them.
I do not know – and do not care – whether Luther had at his disposal the historical facts about the Deuterocanonical Books. Faith is not based on historical research. It is based on the acceptance of truths handed down to us by the generations before us.
Luther showed, by daring to even tamper with the Bible, a stunning degree of rebellion, a willingness to discard what fifty generations before him had never had a problem accepting. Mind blowing rebellion, sheepishly perpetuated to this day by those born of Protestants – less and less, one must say – and unquestioningly accepting the mutilation of Sacred Scripture. Which they must do, lest they start questioning the entire Protestant mindset in the first place.
This is all bad enough. But I wonder if it is so different – though the methods are adapted – to the attitude of those who, within the Church, dare to tell us exactly the same thing: that what sixty-five generations of Catholics have believed must now be discarded. You see this in the constant perverted preaching of Father Jeanine Martin, Society of Fags, or in Pope's Francis obvious symphaty with every form of Statalism, Socialism or Communism that happens to cross his rather dull mind.
At the root of all is rebellion, refusal to accept truth handed down to us.
Luther, Francis and Father James “Elton” Martin, Society of Fags, aren't much different after all.
I do not wish many people dead, and certainly I do not wish anyone dead for personal reasons, which would be a mortal sin.
Those I wish dead are those whose death would be of great advantage for the cause of Christianity, or even only of sanity. Three SCOTUS justices certainly come to mind (they are allowed to resign first, as far as I am concerned; but I would love to hear the news of their death every day) as does a fat woman living in Berlin. However, of no one I wish death more keenly than of our Ass In Chief, Haereticus Maximus, and outright Evil Clown, Pope Francis. Not out of personal hatred (though I hate and despise the man, no doubt about that), but out of hope that his death would usher in sanity again.
However, I still wish the man salvation. I still pray for him on occasion, and when he angers me most is when I am more keenly reminded to pray for the guy. Because this is what we are: we pray for our enemies, and we wish them repentance and salvation no matter what unspeakable bastards they are.
To pray for the enemies of Christianity – of whom the Evil Clown is nowadays undoubtedly number one – is not in any way a condoning of their acts; it's a humble reminder to ourselves that our Christian duty does not have a limit of bastard-ness, and extends to everyone.
Everyone has an eternal soul of infinite value; even a despicable, evil man like Francis. And of everyone we should wish that his soul is saved, and spared the torments of hell no matter how big his crimes. Of course, in order to do this this soul would have to convert and become one of us. And if this happens, who would not wish the poor soul the company of God one day?
Pray for your enemies. Pray for the enemies of Christ even as you wish them dead.
Life is but a spark, but the soul is everlasting.
The last terrorist attack in London caused… 22 hospitalised people at last count. Knowing this Country, I suspect this includes everyone with a bruised toe.
I cannot but notice that, once again, the London population realises what an excellent work the security forces are doing, neutralising all but very few, and perhaps the most stupid attempts; which, being amateurish, can more easily be planned and executed fast, outside of the security radar.
Mind, though, that what is now sporadic terrorist violence, and can still be controlled, will be much more difficult to control when the number of Mohammedans grows and the episodes of violence become too frequent to be effectively controlled. Then it will be, at some point, open fight, and I am not sorry to say that the White Man will crush the posterior of the Brown Invader, as they have always done in the last many centuries.
Not without countless deaths, though, and widely spread violence. A violence we are attracting with our own stupidity, and which will make every suffering inflicted on us self-inflicted, and therefore amply deserved.
Terrorists are not what they used to be. The security services are doing sterling work. But you can't avoid civil wars simply with security services: when the tipping point has been reached, it's open, violent confrontation.
Often, in history, vast upheavals have been considered improbable merely years before they happened: the French Revolution and the Spanish Civil War are two well-known examples, right in the middle of Europe.
Our own stupidity might be preparing a horrible, possibly continental civil war for our children. A civil war I do not doubt we would win; but a completely avoidable one, brought on us by our own stupidity.
At Gloria TV (can't access the link now) the great Reto Nay incinerates the stupid Francispropaganda spouted by the Osservatore Romano; a litany of absurd compliments redolent of old and contemporary Communist propaganda.
You may think that Francis is smarter than that. But I actually think he isn't. I think events like this are further evidence of what an idiot he is.
An idiot surrounds himself with yesmen. Francis has put them at work at the Osservatore Romano as well as everywhere else.
An idiot will be influenced by adulation and flattering. Francis, who has been begging for attention and craving applause since day 1 of his disgraceful Pontificate, is obviously very sensitive to it.
An idiot will not recognise other idiots as such. Actually, he is likely to judge them “as smart as he is”. The unsigned author of the article blasted by Father Nay is, very clearly, of limited intelligence, and so is the editor allowing such a joke to merit publication.
Idiots praising idiots, and thinking the readers are idiots. This is what is happening.
But then something else is also happening: after four and a half years of Francis, it is clear that he has failed. It does not matter how much damage he causes around him, the entire world by now recognises that true Catholics despise him. The phenomenon is, in fact, so evident that not even the Vatican denies it.
This failing on a North Korean scale causes, in the idiots I have just mentioned, a North Korean reaction: boundless praise and adoration for the Great Humble Guide. However, the North Korean Government controls to almost 100% the flow of information and can put this tactics to a profitable use. The Osservatore Romano operates in a free world, and the only result they will achieve is ridicule and laughter.
Francis surrounds himself with homos, idiots, yesmen and heretics of all sort.
As they say, similibus similibus sulvuntur .
You see them more and more often: “family” ads where the “family” is constituted by two fags, or two dikes. Tesco has them, and TalkTalk. No doubt there are others I have forgotten or not noticed.
I don't think it has to do with ideology. I think it more likely that it has to do with the gender terror imposed on UK corporations, with the Gaystapo threatening retaliation if they do not help them to smuggle themselves as normal, grow the children in an atmosphere or perversion and get near the “vulnerable” youth. Those companies, probably run by people largely indifferent to religion, prefer to cave in and let the perverts be perverts.
Theresa May's so-called Conservative Government does not seem to care. No one, in fact, apart from perverts, seems to care for the fact that an entire generation of British children is growing in a world that wants them to see sexual perversion as something normal.
It truly is a quest for self destruction, a cupio dissolvi of the Christian West that already sees a Muslim mayor in London and Mohammed as the most popular name for a child, even as those who are supposed to be Christian regress into the habits and the abomination of heathen.
When all this ends, only God knows. In the meantime I thank God for my strong faith, and let's hope I manage to give some strenght to others.
If we lived in sane times, controversies like this one would never happen. But we don’t, so they do.
Bannon is right on the money is mentioning the… money as the cause of the oh so social attitude of our disgraceful bishops. However, I would add another component that seems to me to be a very important factor in what we see happening in the Church all over the West: loss of faith.
A Bishop who has faith is not afraid of speaking the inconvenient truth. A Bishop who has lost his faith easily – almost automatically – defaults into do-goodism and bleeding heart attitude. This drift is, in itself, not about money. It is about the search of a role in society and a measure of self-esteem for a person who does not believe in hell and heaven anymore – or has neutered this belief to make it comfortable for him – and is now in need of being appreciated by the also tepid believers in the pews, and by the man in the mirror.
This phenomenon is not new. I once read a shocking fact: Angela Merkel’s father was a Protestant preacher/missionary who, after WW II, chose to live in the Russian Occupied territory that had become the German Democratic Republic because…. he found the Communist project more Christian than Western Capitalism. When the wall came up and those who were in the East were condemned to stay there, turned out this idiot condemned his entire family to a life under a communist tyranny. This is how stupid these people can be, and this would never have happened if Father Merkel had kept his Christian faith.
By the way, this also shows that the apple does not fall far from the tree, as the culona inchiavabile* Merkel dabs in this anti-Christian, anti-Western do-goodism just like papa.
However, Steve Bannon does not say anything original. He speaks to common sense. Everyone can see that the bishops’ message just does not square with common thinking and with traditional Catholicism. Nowhere has it ever been said that national boundaries are unjust, and everyone – and most of all infidels – must be allowed in just for the asking, or because they are very good at massacring each other (which they undoubtedly are). This nonsense is just not the religion of our forefathers, it’s the new religion of the faithless.
It is evident to my cat that these people are losing customers like they are selling old smartphones, and are also looking for an easy way to get other people in the pews, whose children they can ruin. It’s the vicious circle of faithlessness, permanently looking for more victims.
It is time to expose these faithless clown for what they are: prostitutes to their own misguided conscience and the money from the Great Government Tit, who try to look good at your children’s and God’s expense.
Give me that old religion, instead of these mediocre politicians.
By the way: Bannon would make an excellent bishop. Better than almost anyone of them.
*© Silvio Berlusconi
Being the tolerant, flexible guy I am I understand that someone who is poorly instructed and is not graced with a strong faith may recur to the services of a psychoanalyst . This is the common knowledge, “what people do”, particularly if they have the resources.
However, a person with a better degree of instruction will understand the profoundly subversive (or plain disgusting) roots of Freudian thinking, the system of belief behind most of modern psychoanalysis.
Similarly, a person with a well-rooted faith will, without needing any instruction about the workings of psychoanalysis, automatically look to his faith, not to a strange professional , for the solution of the problems afflicting him.
It is, therefore, quite revealing of the man that Bergoglio would, without any shame, candidly confess that he has himself, whilst in a position of authority within his Jesuit order, recur to the services of such a professional.
Besides the obvious question of how the heck a person with a vow of poverty decides he can spend the money of his Order – which appears the most likely scenario – for pastimes like this one (certainly not cheap in Argentina, just as everywhere else), the more direct question is: how on earth can a man who has supposedly gone through several years of theological studies and spiritual exercises even think of sitting on a psychoanalyst 's couch?
The answer is obvious: because he never had any spiritual mind, and never had any serious theological formation, probably despising even the little that could make its way into his rarher thick cabeza.
This here is the reality of Jorge Bergoglio: a faithless, boorish ass so ignorant that he does not even understand how he embarrasses himself exposing his utter lack of any spiritual attitude or theological formation.
By the by, this admission of visiting a psychoanalyst might explain his abstruse reasoning about the “need for security” and such like claptrap: I bet my pint some guy told him that religious faith is for people wanting to cling to security, and he now spouts that out day in and day out to insult those who, unlike him, actually believe in God.
When this unspeakable ass dies is not one day too soon.
I have already written about Jacob Rees-Mogg, the U.K. “Honourable Member For The XVIII Century”.
Rees-Mogg has stunned, stunned observers and political personnel by going to a popular morning TV show and clearly expressing his opposition to both so-called gay marriage and abortion.
The man is, so to speak, “officially unofficially” running for PM. It is inconceivable that his words were not planned or well-reflected beforehand. I do not recall any UK politician in such a position making such unequivocal statements on such matters.
I am now arming myself with the usual dose of cynicism and awaiting the probable distinguos and back-pedalling following the predictable storm that ensued, with the apostles of tolerance all showing great intolerance for the otherwise thinking.
I do not want to even begin to hope that God might have graced us with a man who, posed in front of the choice between his faith and his career, unhesitatingly and vocally chooses the first. Even if he does not make it to PM, it would be such a beautiful gesture that it would be written in heaven forever, and it would give to those sincere Catholics still remaining the warm feeling of knowing that someone still puts Christ first.
Congratulations again to the Honourable Member For The XVIII Century. May your faith keep you on the straight and narrow and, with God's grace, make of you a weapon for Christ in the XXI Century.