Monthly Archives: June 2015

The Field Hospital According To Sound Teaching

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5 May 1956: Inauguration of the "Casa Sollievo della Sofferenza", the hospital created by Padre Pio. 5 May 1956: Inauguration of the “Casa Sollievo della Sofferenza”, the hospital created by Padre Pio.

I never understood – it must be my lack of experience of the real thing – why the comparison of the Church as a “field hospital” should be something leading to heresy, or perversion of doctrine through other and more Jesuitical ways.

What is a field hospital there for? To heal the sick and wounded, I would say.

I imagine that in a field hospital no one looks to which army the wounded belongs: friend or enemy, the field hospital accepts everyone. Very fine. Beautiful. Utterly Christian.

But then, the absolute priority of the doctors in the field hospital is, I think, saving the patients’ life. If, to do this, very unpleasant things are necessary – things that would be unthinkable in less serious circumstances, like amputations – then the doctors go on and…

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Francis, Jesus, And The Arms

With Frankie, no need for that….

Francis is stupid. He has the brain of a slow man without an education ranting at the pub. Only add microphones, and journalists.

Among the many senseless statements of the Pope there is the – recently repeated in Turin, but not new at all – sweeping condemnation of the arms industry.

Firstly, the common sense: to condemn weapons as evil is as intelligent as to condemn Nutella, or kitchen knives, as evil. Yes, you can kill yourself with Nutella: but this makes you stupid, not Nutella evil. Yes, you can butcher people with kitchen knives, but this makes you, not the knife, evil.

But let us look at the Gospel:

Jesus states he has not come to bring peace, he has come with a sword. (Mt 10:34). It is clear even to my cat that the sword here has an extremely positive connotation. The sword is, symbolically, what Christ brings to us.

Poor Francis is and old nincompoop. If he weren’t, he would notice the huge statue of St. Michael the Archangel at the top of Castel Sant’Angelo. Brandishing a huge sword.

Jesus also ordered the Disciples to buy swords, at the cost of having to sell their cloak if needs be.

But now, he that hath a purse, let him take it, and likewise his scrip: and he that hath no sword, let him sell his garment, and buy one

It is obvious even to my cat that Jesus does not have anything against either weapons used as self-defence, or entire armies.

He actually even speaks of twelve legions of angels, directly referring to the Roman military structures (Mt 26:52). He could have said great multitudes, he said twelve legions. You are supposed to think of a huge, well-ordered, perfectly efficient, absolutely deadly army of angels, not simply “a great quantity of them”.

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I have long thought alcohol may play a role in the ramblings of this man, and I have not changed my mind. However, when the man goes so far as to write an encyclical full of extremist rants and third-hand, fully discredited fake “science” you know that he does not need fernet to talk like an idiot, because in his sober state he fulfills the requirements brilliantly.

By the by, I have read a beautiful article about the sophisticated weapons of the Swiss Guard (The site? Arms.com! Oh the irony!) , and their training not only with modern firearms, but even with the old ones. These are people who could hack an aggressor with their own short swords, or make of them “aggressor on a stick” with their pikes, in no times. Using… what, again?

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Summa summarum? If you ask Francis, Jesus was evil. Armies protecting our freedom and property are evil. Those who protect Francis himself are evil. Those who sold weapons to all of the above mentioned are evil.

But Francis, who profits of the very weapons defending him; he is, as you all all know, humble and good.

M

The Pope, The Fag, And The Swiss Guards

Pray The Rosary! Pray The Rosary! Pray The Rosary!

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In these astonishing times, never forget that we have the most wonderful weapon at our disposal. A weapon of whose power we are, most of the time, only dimly aware.

Pray the Rosary! Pray the Rosary! Pray the Rosary!

Don't delay anymore. These are no times for postponements.

Take your place on the barricades and use the wonderful weapon the Blessed Virgin has given us.

Don't postpone anymore. The house is burning. All hands must carry water now.

Don't postpone anymore. Start praying the rosary every day, today.

Yes, it means you.

M

 

Generation Reprobation: How The West Nuked Itself.

No, seriously: this is what the majority nowadays considers good...

If you read my several posts about Predestination and Reprobation you will see that God, Who is omnipotent and omniscient, has decreed from all eternity that certain people – the Reprobates – will willingly merit hell for themselves, whilst others – the Elect – will willingly cooperate with His grace in a way that merits them, normally after the necessary purification in Purgatory, heaven.

In a mysterious, but not incomprehensible way, the system works in both directions. God has decreed, and I willingly do what he has decreed I would be doing.

How does this apply to the dark times in which we are living? In my eyes, it applies to it in a very simple way: that when the clergy and the laymen betray God, He punishes not only the generation in question, but also sends them an awful lot of Reprobates, so that the sins of the fathers shall be visited upon the sons. I am, obviously, talking of great numbers here; not of your aunt Dahlia who, I am sure, is quite all right.

The generation who willingly decided that abortion is not only fine, but a right to be protected will be punished – inter alia – from knowing, in hell, that their children rot in hell with them forever. The sin of the fathers are – collectively speaking – visited upon the sons. Those who treat “luv” (not a real love, of course; a perverted, monstrous caricature of it) as if it were God will pay a price for their blasphemy commensurate to the rank of the One they have offended.

More in general it is, in my eyes, very fair to say that even among the baptised Catholics not all generations have the same amount of Reprobates. How can anyone with some logic think that Satan will have the same harvest from the baptised Catholics born in, say, 1910, 1950 and 1990? If this were the case, it would make no difference – and it would make, in the end, utterly irrelevant – if a generation has good priests and strong faith, or not. No. In the average, is stands to reason that the one born in 1910 is much more likely to have a healthy fear of the Lord than the one born in 1940, and the one born in 1940 is more likely to be at least disgusted by sexual perversion, and possibly fully aware of how sodomy offends God, than the one born in 1970 by people who, even if they still had their children baptised, did not care a straw for anything else than their own, extremely convenient moral compass. Following the same logic, it is not surprising at all that many of the children born in 2010 are not baptised at all.

We live, very clearly, in a generation of Reprobates; now arrived at the adult stage of their existence and thinking and acting like perfect heathens, feeling – probably, more than the heathens of pre-Christian times did – perfectly fine with themselves in the process.

No generation of evil people was so sanctimoniously persuaded of their own saintliness than this one; very probably, not even the Sodomites themselves. This, if nothing else, gives you the scale of the horrible tragedy that is unraveling under our very eyes.

A reckless generation chose abortion and mass contraception. In time, God sent them what their abortion and contraception were calling for: an enormous mass of reprobates as children, who then paved the way for even worse evil, and even worse suffering in hell, for the generation after them. This vicious circle will go on until the Lord, in His Mercy and Justice, decides that the wicked have been punished enough and, from another point of view, enough wicked have been punished. At that point, sanity will be restored and the newly sent Elect will take care that things are put right.

No generation was, of course, exempt from sin. But I fail to detect in history another example of such a mass abandonment of a Christian Truth already revealed. What we are living is, compared to the French or the October Revolution, less cruent in blood shed, but so much vaster in scale. It is as if the Lord had decided that if the Christian West wants to nuke itself, it should be allowed to do so and enjoy the nuclear fallout to the end.

We have to live in the age of the nuclear self-destruction of the very soul of the Western world, and will have to go through the fallout as long as the Lord in His Mercy decides we should do do. But at some point, we will be called, and sorted among the many Reprobates or the, most certainly, much smaller number of the Elect.

Let us work every day, in the middle of this nuclear wasteland, so that, when our day comes, we are called among the second.

Confutatis maledictis, flammis acribus addictis, voca me cum benedictis.

M

 

 

 

 

 

 

Laudato Si vs Anni Sacri

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Pope Francis’ just released disgraceful encyclical has, among its extremely numerous vices (see an excerpt of them in my Francis Papers page above, just scroll to the bottom), the one of being strongly influenced by atheist thinking.  

Worse (even) than this, Francis has already given more than a hint (actually, he has screamed from the rooftops, only not in encyclicals yet) that an atheist can be saved by following his conscience (see here and here). 

The Bishop of Rome, unhappily reigning, wants you to believe and profess that atheism can be perfectly fine not only for salvation, but as a general way of thinking. Francis has no qualms whatsoever with people claiming to be “good without God”; he even asks them to send him “good thoughts”, or the like (alas, this time no link…). 

This is today, in the Age of Sodomy.

But how was it before?

We only need to look back 65 years and we find a wonderful encyclical of the great Pope Pius XII, Anni Sacri. The encyclical is very pithy and can be read in its entirety in a short time, so I encourage you to do it. There are no great discussions about why the atheist is logically wrong (remember when Mr Smith bought a new watch?). The letter is entirely devoted to the necessity for the bishops to fight against the atheist mentality within the families and in the public sphere.

The Pastor Angelicus would not even dream of telling you that an atheist can be saved in his atheism, is he “follows his conscience”. This is the thinking of an atheist or a very confused deist. he says instead (emphases mine):

       As you know, once religion is taken away there cannot be a well ordered, well regulated society. In this point lies the urgency to spur on priests under your guidance in order that, especially during the Holy Year, they spare no efforts so that souls entrusted to them, with their false prejudices and erroneous convictions cast aside, and hatreds and discords settled, may nourish themselves on the teachings of the Gospel and thus participate in Christian life so as to hasten the desired renewal of morals.

 You can’t found a societal order on anything else than Christ. Those who think otherwise must change their mind. Unless they get to understand the truth, they will be spiritual starving individuals.

There are other very interesting points touched in the encyclical, that are – that cannot but be – completely opposite to Francis’ Castroite Weltanschauung.  But this here seemed to me the most relevant: those who Francis considers good guys helping him to do what is really important (not Christ, no; redistribute income and have a world government that tries to prevent you from using the aircon) are to the Pope of Fatima a veritable poison of society, one that every bishop and priest must do his best to extirpate.

How the times have changed. What a sad joke the papacy has become.

“Marriage between a man and a woman was established by God, and no earthly court can alter that”

Those in the title are the words of Bobby Jindal only hours after the scandalous Obergefell vs Hodges decision. The link is here 

I do not think Mr Jindal’s campaign will go very far. But I can only praise a man who, in the current tsunami of perverted wannabe feel-good feelings, has the guts to say a couple of things right. 

I am also curious to see how the like of Mr Santorum will now try (perhaps not just now, but very soon), to let you forget the topic and use arguments like “oh well, it’s decided now, we must accept the fait accompli”.

In the battle before us, some brave voices are already being heard. 

Marriage between a man and a woman was established by God. Don’t let any pervert, or his friend, tell you otherwise. 

M

Francis Sanctifies Lenin, Pol Pot, & Co.

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St. Augustine refuses the book of vices. Francis would ask whether they are committed in conscience.

And he said unto them, Go ye into all the world, and preach the gospel to every creature. He that believeth and is baptized shall be saved; but he that believeth not shall be damned.

Mk 16: 15-16.

Given that – and this is fundamental – God’s mercy has no limits if he who asks for mercy does so in contrition and with a sincere heart, the issue for those who do not believe in God is in obeying their own conscience. In fact, listening and obeying it, means deciding about what is perceived to be good or to be evil. The goodness or the wickedness of our behavior depends on this decision.

                             Pope Francis, Letter to Eugenio Scalfari.

But though we, or an angel from heaven, preach any other gospel unto you…

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Catholic to the death: Thomas More

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On June 22nd the Church remembered St. Thomas More, a martyr of the faith.
Thomas More is particularly relevant to our time because besides being a scholar, philosopher and author he was a highly successful and influential politician. Born in a wealthy family, he rose to the top of the English political establishment through intelligence, competence and honesty. These virtues were also what put a premature end to his life, as he preferred to die on the scaffold rather than compromise his allegiance to Jesus and His Church.

Let us reflect on this: he who had become the most powerful man in King Henry’s government, respected and privileged, wealthy to the point of having his own zoo, freely chooses to die rather than adjust his beliefs to the political climate of the times. Granted, he had always been an extremely religious person – and had played with the idea of…

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Urgent: Please Save (Literally) This Blog

Coming to a courtroom near you

Coming to a courtroom near you

I can see the time come when WordPress (who have been putting a faggoty “rainbow flag” on my admin pages since yesterday; you cannot see it, but I can) will kick out all the blogs that do not conform to the new mantra of satanic “inclusiveness”. Still the First Amendment protects all US based blogs, but when you start to decide that being  a pervert is a “human right” it follows that Catholics are the new Ku Klux Klan.    

WordPress has, all in all, been very good to me as they allow you to create an anonymous blog that is really anonymous. Blogger (Google) does not do it, as you must register with email and mobile phone. In Europe you cannot get anonymous, prepaid mobile phone numbers, or anonymous, disposable credit cards come to that, and it would not be possible to do a lot that can be done in the US. Therefore, the alternatives are limited.

I will stay with WordPress for the time being, but the time will come when either they ban this blog or I decide that there is a better alternative around. As it is, the work of transferring all the material to a new platform for no material improvement is, I think, not worth the hassle. 

Still: with WordPress you can get an “export file”, which would allow you to move all of your texts (I think it’s limited to the texts; not sure) to another blog. It is a series of “xml” files. I have downloaded the files, but if push comes to shove I would be absolutely lost at knowing what to do with them. I assume the work of “blog transfer” is a very technical one, because WordPress wants more than $100 to do it from their clients (I would not do it anyway, because there is no way of anonymous payment).  

This message has, therefore, the following appeal:

1. If any of you good people has enough technical knowledge to make a backup copy of my blog from outside (that is: without me giving you my password, just as a third party user), please feel free to do so. I doubt very much that this is possible for both legal and technical reasons, but hey, what do I know….

2. If it were to come to the worst, I would have to look for a suitable alternative to WordPress and then look for people skilled enough that, on being given the files, they can put all or some of them in the new blog of choice, with me giving them the password to make all necessary arrangements. I imagine this would be a time-consuming work, so I think it could be done on a limited scope initially, or from several people a bit at a time.

I am looking for volunteers who would, should the time come, know how to do it and would be ready to do it. Again, it does not have to be done now, but I am aiming at knowing what degree of difficulty it would have and how difficult would it be to find good souls ready to do this good deed.

There are more than 4000 posts on this blog (including the reblogs, but still…). It would be a shame if all this work were to get lost. 

M  

     

Reblog: The Big Drip

The Big Drip

The Good In The Bad

We are living extraordinary days.

Days almost comparable to those lived by Christians during the Arian Crisis, or by French believers during the Revolution. A world is crumbling around us; but this world was – through the utter treason of most of our clergy – already decrepit, so that there are not even so many people noticing it apart from the minority who care. If in a democracy a Prime Minister-slash-president can promote any kind of “gender” madness without being symbolically flayed alive you know an awful lot has gone wrong for an awfully long time.

Whilst this has its own (obvious) challenges, it also has its (less obvious) rewards.

Sweet Lucia says to the Innominato, in the Immortal Work, “Dio perdona tante cose per un’opera di misericordia”, “God forgives many things for a work of mercy”.

God forgives many things for a work of mercy. Those among us who dare to take a stand in these dark times will be rewarded hundredfold, thousandfold!

Wretched sinner that we all are (at least: I am), the coming times offer us all a wonderful occasion to get “brownie points” to be used when we sit in front of our Just Judge. In the best of cases we will lose friends (but were they really friends?), and professional opportunities (but would they have been really opportune?). In the worst of cases… God, give us strength. All worth it. All the work of Providence. 

I do not think Mass Scale Persecution is a problem of our generation; but when writing about the stupid Californian homosexual judges rejecting Proposition 8 I would also never have imagined that only a handful of years later we would have had Obergefell vs Hodges, or an Evil Clown as Pope. Things are happening very fast now, and the sheer amount of madness generates the next mad episode of madness.

The West has chosen Sodom. You refuse to comply with the world’s command. Think of the merit this is going to accrue for you.

Jesus saith unto him, Thomas, because thou hast seen me, thou hast believed: blessed are they that have not seen, and yet have believed.

We have not seen; and yet we have believed. We have believed in the face of planetary madness.

For all those who have been shocked by yesterday’s news, it would be good to go to sleep today with this thought in their mind.

Never lose faith. Never lose hope. We have won already. But every battle has casualties. It is wrong to be a suicide warrior. But if it is not to be avoided, it is glorious to be a casualty in this battle.

The good in the bad is that the fewer we are, the more meritorious will our effort be.

M

Obergefell vs Hodges: A Musical Comment

You Do Not Need This Blog

The Rock of Gibraltar

The Rock of Gibraltar

It is, undoubtedly, a compliment when someone writes to you in a comment (as happened today) 

“Hope you realize how much you are doing for those of us occasionally tempted, gravely so, to despair”

I thank (again) for the kind words. However, the words are scary; and they are scary in such a way that I feel the need of writing a couple of lines.

Firstly, I hope “despair” is meant here (as in other readers) in the generic sense of “not knowing where to turn or what to do”, rather than in the religious sense of “voluntary  and complete abandonment of all hope of saving one’s soul and of having the means required for that end”. The first is rather human, if very weak, in the present circumstances; but the second is a very grave sin whose thought should never be entertained by my esteemed readers. 

Let us, them, assume that the reader wanted to say (as I think she wanted to say): “Hope you realize how much you are doing for those of us occasionally tempted to think that we are being left alone by pretty much everyone in this fake Catholic wasteland”. 

Whilst I am pleased, I do think that every reader should make a conscious effort of strengthening of his own spiritual defences.

I would not want for the readers to see this blog as a log they turn to when they think they are drowning. Rather, I wish for my readers to see this blog as a place where they go to get additional strength; to carry it with them the following day and feel a bit, just a bit, more reassured in the Catholic Truth. And the following day, a bit more so. And the following one, another bit. At some point, this reassurance will become a very solid rock. 

If I were to be kicked down by a bus, I love to think that I would leave behind a blog read by people who – in part, and through my unworthy effort – have been made stronger by it; strong enough, in fact, that in case of my sudden departure from these blogging pastures they would be perhaps saddened at the loss of a keyboard friend; but would not feel lost in the world, and would not look around in desperation at valid sources of Catholic teaching.

My dear readers, please use this blog to train yourself for a life without this blog. You may find this blog useful, but you do not need this blog. You need prayer and penance, and a heartfelt request to Our Lord to help you and give all necessary strength and faith in whatever difficulty life (and the Gaystapo) should throw at us. If it does not work I know the solution: more prayer, and more penance. If it does not work… you get the drift. 

Every day you should think that this is the last day you read a new post on this blog. Is your faith strong? If your faith is strong you will tap in the immense wisdom of two thousand years of perfectly sound Catholic literature as you look around for other favourite blogs and magazines (which, by God’s grace, are out there in abundance, and far better than mine to boot). If your faith is weak you aren’t doing it right.

I am not your fix for your hour of weakness. I am the protein for a lifetime of strength. After reading this blog before going to sleep you must switch off your computer feeling like a lion, not a reassured lamb. 

We have already won. We.Have.Already.Won. Those idiots at the Supreme Court and elsewhere are but reckless idiots thinking they can mock God. God will not be mocked. They will be punished.

You do not need this blog. Prayer and penance, and a heartfelt request for the Lord’s help in giving us the grace necessary to live through this astonishing bad time. God does not deny the necessary graces that are asked for devoutly, insistently, in prayer. This is what you, and I, all need.    

M  

Francis’ Own Humble Abode, And A Couple Of Considerations

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'Umble. Very 'umble... ‘Umble. Very ‘umble…

I wonder if this Marco Tosatti article would have made for a good inspiration for a show in the style of MTV “Cribs” where, instead of the ear-ringed rap singer impossible to understand (no’ wha’ I’m say’? yo!) you get the somewhat more stylish, humble abode of His Humbleness himself.

I have already written about the fact that with Francis’ occupation of vast space (one entire floor, it seems; it makes sense, for security reasons) within the Domus Sanctae Marthae, rooms are taken away from the usual hotel guests, whilst the papal apartments are obviously (and let us hope no one gives Francis the idea) not given to illegal immigrants trying to introduce themselves into Italy through some shitty boat. But this here is different, because it exposes the hypocrisy of the “humble man” thinking in its minutest details.

Firstly: I have thought – like, I…

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