Cardinal Burke Exposes Feminism.

No, fattie: YOU go home and start eating tofu…

 

Cardinal Burke has recently given another interview, and one must say this brave man is rapidly becoming the first reference for those who seek some hope and light within the hierarchy (he is still a Cardinal, after all; and at the head of a big, prestigious organisation).

As so often, Burke’s tones are so beautiful they are outright lyrical. This time, the Cardinal laments – among other things – the emasculation of the Church since the Seventies, and the devastating effect of the modernisation wave brought about by Vatican II on the priestly vocations. 

Talking of the feminist wave, the Cardinal observes:

Sadly, the Church has not effectively reacted to these destructive cultural forces; instead the Church has become too influenced by radical feminism and has largely ignored the serious needs of men.

 

My generation has taken for granted the many blessings we were blessed with in our solid family lives and with the Church’s solid formation of us. My generation let all of this nonsense of sexual confusion, radical feminism and the breakdown of the family go on, not realizing that we were robbing the next generations of the most treasured gifts that we had been blessed to receive.

We have gravely wounded the current generations. As a bishop, young people complained bitterly to me, “Why we were not taught these things. Why we were not more clearly taught about the Mass, Confession and traditional devotions?” These things matter for they form a spiritual life and a man’s character.

How true, Your Grace, how true! Men are, too often, the “weaker sex” in nowadays Church of Mercy, and are marginalised by a bunch of old harridans thinking they are in the Sixties, and perhaps desperately trying to feel young again. Too often, priests acquiesce to their aggressive occupation of the sanctuary and do not dare to speak a word, lest the bishop gives them a double shampoo. They know that the termagants do not hesitate to call the bishop and cry “oppression”, and they simply do not have the balls to stand up for what is right. You listen to their homilies and you just know, that they do not have the balls.

This is turn leads to more emasculation, as the invasion of girls (or old women!) is not the best induction to a life in the priesthood. Imagine how motivated young Johnny will be to become an altar boy, if giggling girls or old women with generally high acidic content do the same. 

How do we reverse this? By making the Sanctuary a male only space, as it was until the onset of the Age of Insanity.

Awfully sorry, Mrs Postlethwaithe. I feel your pain, Mrs Cuthbert-Jones. We like your biscuits, we really do! But, dear ladies, not to put too fine a point on it, you simply have no business walking around in the sanctuary. No, you don’t. Yes, I mean it. Busying yourself back and forth over there before Mass always reminds me of the chicken in my grandma’s barnyard.  No, I don’t care about “emancipation”, either. Mary wasn’t emancipated. She did just fine.

Say it again?

“Reactionary”, you say?

“Patriarchal”?

“Fascist”?

Thanks, dear ladies! Thanks!

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Admittedly, this is a bit difficult in times in which the very Pope plays Social Justice Warrior like an extremely ugly feminist Berkeley student who loves social justice in abstract, and hates people in concrete. But we must work now on preparing the ground for a time after Francis in which hopefully we will be, if not back into sane times, at least past the current level of madness.

One day, Francis will pass. Possibly today, o Lord, but I understand we have to pay for our sins.

For the moment, I am content with reading every word of this good and saintly man, Cardinal Burke; a man obviously too good, too sensible, and too Catholic for the Bishop of Rome.

M