Monthly Archives: January 2017
Obeying all the commandments, all of them…’ Yes, it’s true, but this paralyzes you too, it makes you forget so many graces received, it takes away memory, it takes away hope, because it doesn’t allow you to go forward.
No, this is not “fake news”.
This is the possibly drunken, possibly drugged, but also very possibly possessed Evil Clown, reported verbatim using Vatican Radio as a source.
Seriously, people, I am fed up with this. Normally you shouldn’t question the profession of a Pope’s mother, but this is not a normal Pope, and I can’t avoid wondering how probable it is that the Lord would allow such a scourge to be born out of saintly, or even halfway good parents.
This is becoming so obvious, so embarrassing even for wannabe Catholics, so openly evil, that I don’t think there is an insult this man hasn’t merited.
This man worship sins. He must be so filthy inside that he cannot avoid proclaiming his perverted beliefs. His rambling, drunken rants go here and there without a sure purpose, until they land where the man always has them landing: countless variations of the leitmotiv of how sweet sin is, how useful being sinful is, how being a sinner makes you a better Christian, and all that rubbish he always seems to be revolving around.
Make no mistake, this is a serious hijo de puta. No, I mean a serious one. And it is really the time that we start crying it from every nook and cranny of the blogosphere, lest the simple and the idiots (who are many) may not be deceived by this bastard, or may be deceived only when they have made the conscious decision to do so.
This man should be targeted with foul tomatoes every time he dares to put his filthy mug out in St Peter’s square. He should be the daily object of derision, insult and mockery. He should be taken away from the sight of children. We are not even at Luther level here. We are slowly verging toward open Satanism, as this thinly veiled adoration of sinfulness clearly seems to indicate.
Francis’ words show once again to every thinking Catholic some elementary facts.
The first is that the offence to God caused by Vatican II is so great, that a devastating punishment is now being inflicted on all of us.
The second is that the Catholic feeling is now so dimmed, reduced to such a thin varnish under the omnipresent, all-powerful religion of niceness, that such words from a Pope cause nothing but polite disagreement and soft critical remarks (let me say it once again: this is one figlio di puttana. There. This is Catholicism for you. Extreme times require extreme measures).
The third is that the Lord is doing us, even as he punishes us as we have richly deserved, the great grace of putting us in front of such an obviously evil creature, that everyone who still has a shred of Catholicism in himself can see very clearly, through the white habit, the black soul of this deeply evil man. I think often with great horror what bigger punishment, and bigger danger, a more subtly evil Pope would have been. This idiot here wouldn’t cheat a well-instructed seven years old. This is a great grace.
Always remember: the battle is won already. Our Lady has already crushed Satan’s head. The final victory is ours already now, Francis or no Francis. But this does not mean we are justified in not fighting the battle, however assured the outcome. Join the fight, and spread among your fellow Catholics the news of an unhinged, satanical, utterly evil Pope who must be kept away from the sight of children.
Please, Lord, make him die. Make him die soon. Make him die before the utter devastation he is inflicting to the body of your Church is so bad that it needs decades and decades to be healed. Lead him – even him! – to heaven, allowing him the grace of final repentance, if this is Your will.
But in Your Mercy, please free us from this unhinged, utterly evil, satanical man.
In a stunning show of disinformation, a most certainly homosexual journalist reports that an obviously defrocked former Catholic priest has dug his hole yet several feet deeper by pretending he is “married” to another pervert.
The certainly homosexual author of the article does not care to mention that the Church defrocks perverts like this one. (caution: disgusting pics!). Instead, the entire article treats the matter as if the man were just another presbyterian fudge-packer, whose open show of sexual perversion shows how the times are changing. Only the last line inform the (most certainly leftist, and liberal, and therefore functionally retarded) reader that the faggot “lost his job”, actually more than 30 years ago, as if he had made redundant by the Post office or something of the sort.
I do not know who is worse: this disgraceful disgusting individual clearly fully owned by Satan, or the fake news hack who considers it beyond the pale to spend three words saying what happens to priests found to be perverts and why.
They might repent, the fags wannabe bridegrooms and the fag wannabe journalist.
But I can’t avoid thinking they will find rich company in hell.
Every day that God sends on Earth I am afraid of looking on Canon212 , fearing very much that Francis has made himself heard with another heretical, blasphemous, perverted, communist, or otherwise stupid initiative and/or statement. I am sure millions share my feelings, though only a tiny part of them visits the Catholic blogosphere regularly.
Like many of my readers, I ma of the opinion that whilst the absolute number of Catholics who read Catholic blogs is relatively small, the influence they have is huge.
Let us imagine that you are the usual Catholic; one, that is, with a thin varnish or Catholicism covered by a thick layer of ignorance, with on top of that the cherry of lazy disposition (the usual Catholic is generally Catholic enough to know, or at least sense, that if he were to deepen his knowledge of Catholicism some uncomfortable truths would be unearthed, which now lay comfortably hidden beneath the thick strata of ignorance). As you hear, here and there, about Francis’ “novelties” and “refreshing approach” to all matters Catholic you are curious, or vaguely disturbed, or outright uncomfortable, and go browsing on the Internet to know what is what. That’s where you find… us, the countless bloggers and commenters.
Suddenly you, usual Catholic of the garden variety (thin layer of doctrine buried under thick layer of ignorance) have no doubt anymore about what is what. A Pope despised and considered heretic by faithful, well- educated, well-instructed Catholics is what.
You may, being one of the garden variety, not really deepen the matter (see above: “uncomfortable truths”, of which you have already read enough in one internet seating to last you a long time). However, one thing you know: Francis is as much Catholic as Tony Blair is Labour. Yes, literally and legally a member of the group and (at the one or other time) its head; but certainly one who does not represent the grassroots and, in general, the very group he belongs to. Now, Garden Variety Catholic may dismiss the Labour grassroots without any trouble; but he has enough sensus catholicus to know that when countless faithful Catholics throw stones at the Pope, the face is irretrievably gone.
Francis, a man whose mother’s profession is more and more mysterious to me, senses this very well. Whilst certainly not a genius, he has enough brain to understand that this pesky Catholics are ruining his party. Instead of Johnny going away at the same time as Judy, he sees the Catholic public opinion (the serious one; the people the other listen to in order to decide what is what) has gone away with the faithful bloggers, and the only thing he can do is motivate a record number of Catholics to vote for Trump whilst even the effeminate Europe slowly but surely rejects – and despises – his socialist, globalist, anti-Catholic propaganda.
We are, literally, ruining his party, and even if Monsignor Ricca dances with him (which he might well do) he has no reason to smile; which is why he becomes more and more bitter, obnoxious, boorish, and outright despicable by the month. The dream of the historic papacy is gone. What remains now is a wrecking ball papacy, out of spite, arrogance, boorishness and utter and complete evil.
In the presence of astonishing cowardly bishops it is clear that Francis will not be challenged during his disgraceful papacy. He will go on wreaking havoc inside the Church like a Castro on steroids; but we will, at least, ruin his party, and deny to him credibility and dignity both in life and in history.
And as we are no cowardly “Knights” of Malta, or pussycat bishops, there is absolutely nothing he can do about it.
Gotta love President Trump. (“President Trump”. How sweet the sound!)
He is posed the usual stupid, liberal question by ABC and promptly turns the tables on the interviewer, reminding him and millions of Americans that the MSM do not cover the March for Life, scheduled for today.
This man is unbelievable. Every time you start to wondering why he would do something (for example: be interviewed by ABC, examine Mitt Romney as Secretary of State) he shows soon after that there was a very clever design behind it (expose ABC as biased, expose Mitt Romney as a buffoon who would do anything for personal recognition).
The Washington March for Life is today (the UK is up 20 May). This time, the White House is on the right side. I can barely believe these words as I write them. Trump’s victory was such a tectonic movement, that the aftereffects will be felt for many years now.
Remember the Sanctimonious Judases? Those who said yes to a liberal supreme court for decades, the oppression of the people’s liberties (particularly first and second amendment), the threatening of their own religious freedom, the explosion of debt and illegal immigration, just in order to feel oh so pure themselves? I am almost sorry that these scumbags are going to profit from Trump Presidency, too. But they, that’s the way it goes: a good presidency profits those who have not deserved it, too.
How the times have changed. The United States are rapidly becoming a Country so vastly engaged in ending the insanity of our times, that they will make Francis’ Vatican look like North Korea.
Gone is the Obama presidency. Almost forgotten are the Sanctimonious Judases (don’t worry: I will remind you of them every now and then, so that their memory may live in shame forever). Go will, one day, this satanical papacy.
The times, they are a changin’.
I hope and know that the March for Life will be a great success this year. And this year, people will be made to pay attention, because the great President Trump wil force the nation to do so.
Boy, I wish he were Pope.
In a rather funny turn of even (albeit I must admit everything these people do and say turns out to be funny in a tragic way) the march of the wymyn has been sharply criticised by trannies and assorted freak shows.
We discover things we would have have never imagined at the heart of the feminist movement.
They are too White.
They “exclude” freak shows (yes: they are disgusted themselves!)
They believe absurd things like, for example, that “a vagina is essential to womanhood”. Tranniephobia!!!
I mean: really? Don’t these fat, ugly, white feminist (and their cats) understand that the Trannies are fighting exactly the same “civil right” fight the Suffragettes were fighting 100 and more years ago? Where will it end if the “oppressed” of yesteryear do not show solidarity with the “oppressed” of today?
Come on, fat White feminists! Show us your mettle!
We want to see a colourful collection of trannies and assorted freak shows, in the first very row, at every one of your marches. We want you to organise yourselves according to strictly political correct criteria (White women out! Black trannies in!). We want to see you give the oppressed the lead, instead of patronising them with your White Angry Privilege!
As for myself, I will continue to believe that if the Blessed Virgin did not feel oppressed, so shouldn’t they; that women as a sex have – with the complicity of weak men – been working at the ruination of their own lives for now more than one hundred years; and that the weak men, as a sex, of our generation are the main cause – and at the same time the fitting punishment – for the feminist madness we are living.
As for myself, besides remaining of my opinion, I am glad to be in the company of this man, however politically incorrect he may have been:
“The women’s suffrage movement is only the small edge of the wedge, if we allow women to vote it will mean the loss of social structure and the rise of every liberal cause under the sun. Women are well represented by their fathers, brothers, and husbands.”
O Lord God, to whom vengeance belongeth; O God, to whom vengeance belongeth, shew thyself.
2 Lift up thyself, thou judge of the earth: render a reward to the proud.
3 Lord, how long shall the wicked, how long shall the wicked triumph?
4 How long shall they utter and speak hard things? and all the workers of iniquity boast themselves?
5 They break in pieces thy people, O Lord, and afflict thine heritage.
6 They slay the widow and the stranger, and murder the fatherless.
7 Yet they say, The Lord shall not see, neither shall the God of Jacob regard it.
8 Understand, ye brutish among the people: and ye fools, when will ye be wise?
9 He that planted the ear, shall he not hear? he that formed the eye, shall he not see?
10 He that chastiseth the heathen, shall not he correct? he that teacheth man knowledge, shall not he know?
11 The Lord knoweth the thoughts of man, that they are vanity.
12 Blessed is the man whom thou chastenest, O Lord, and teachest him out of thy law;
13 That thou mayest give him rest from the days of adversity, until the pit be digged for the wicked.
14 For the Lord will not cast off his people, neither will he forsake his inheritance.
15 But judgment shall return unto righteousness: and all the upright in heart shall follow it.
16 Who will rise up for me against the evildoers? or who will stand up for me against the workers of iniquity?
17 Unless the Lord had been my help, my soul had almost dwelt in silence.
18 When I said, My foot slippeth; thy mercy, O Lord, held me up.
19 In the multitude of my thoughts within me thy comforts delight my soul.
20 Shall the throne of iniquity have fellowship with thee, which frameth mischief by a law?
21 They gather themselves together against the soul of the righteous, and condemn the innocent blood.
22 But the Lord is my defence; and my God is the rock of my refuge.
23 And he shall bring upon them their own iniquity, and shall cut them off in their own wickedness; yea, the Lord our God shall cut them off.
This Psalm is all I could think after knowing, today, of the shameful capitulation of the Knights of Malta, and their decision to bend over to the bullying of Francis.
Francis’ bullying makes me angry, for sure. But even more so the cowardice of little people, unworthy of the glorious order of which they are part, and ready to sell it (and, make no mistake, Catholic orthodoxy with it) for a comfortable life or who knows what ulterior motives.
What a shame. What use it is to be a sovereign entity, if this sovereignty isn’t used when it is most important to do so. What kind of knighthood is this, that decides to serve evil rather than good; what kind of miserable sellouts are people who first make very clear they will not be trampled (and have all the means to avoid it; if they are honest, that is) and then fold like the bad shepherd when the evil wolf, Francis, barks twice.
Shame on them. Shame on them all. In no time, the SMOM will be transformed in another fake catholic, condom-distributing, heresy-promoting organisation.
The Evil Clown does not win because of his intrinsic qualities as a bully. He wins because of the utter paucity of the people supposed to stand against him. People among which Cardinal Burke is considered a lion. And by the by, can’t wait for the man’s take on all this. We will know whether there is one who has kept his dignity.
What a shame. These peopel have not deserved any of their rich privileges. They do not deserve sovereignty. They are little lackeys of an evil man.
Traitors. Sellouts. Evil just as Francis is evil.
Don’t even try to make excuses for them. With their declarations of the past days they have themselves brought the judgment upon themselves. This is a sellout pure and simple. They have nowhere to hide.
For shame. I hope they lose their sovereignty. I hope they cease to exist. They have not deserved it.
The “Mexico City policy” is the rule that an NGO either performing or promoting the holocaust of the unborn outside of the United States cannot receive any federal funding for all the activity the very same organisation performs inside the United States. The rule makes sense, as that organisation would otherwise be able to direct more resources to the killing of the unborn abroad even as it keeps “looking good”, and cashing money, inside the US.
The “Mexico City policy” – terminated by the Gay Mulatto, if memory serves, in the very first days of his disgraceful presidency – has now been reinstated by President Trump.
I read the news, and I compared the strong action of President Trump in the defence of the unborn with the subtle and not so subtle attempts of the Evil Clown to downplay the issue among his very sheep (remember the need of “not obsessing”?). I also notice that the end of Obamacare spells the most definitive end (after the judicial decision) for the obligation of religious institutions and Christian employers to directly finance the provision of abortion for their own employees. I do not remember any crusades of the Evil Clown in the matter, either.
And it goes on. The “LGBT” internet site of the Gay Mulatto White House has already disappeared. The selection of a Supreme Court judge who called Roe vs Wade an “abomination” is well in the cards, though less risky names might be preferred. The danger of persecution for Catholic expressing their views seems a distant event. I might be forgetting something.
In short, Trump has done more for the unborn and for Catholic values in almost four days than Pope Evil Clown Francis has done in almost four years.
It goes to show the amount of satanical infiltration currently afflicting the Church.
Long live President Trump. May he be inspired by our Lord ( Who works in mysterious ways) to promote more and more of the issues dear to our Catholic hearts.
And may this disgraceful Pontificate end soon, and be thrown in the ash heap of church history, where it belongs.
- Start digging. Yep, now. It won’t help, but it will keep you occupied.
- Start praying. It won’t help either, seen the false religion you belong to. But you might find it beneficial for anxiety reduction.
- Don’t wait for the whistle announcing your death. Supersonic missiles reach their target before their own sound. This means you will be ISIS Marmalade before you can even hear it coming.
- Realise that you are screwed. Not Hillary-Screwed. Not even Elton-Screwed. You are ISIS-screwed. You are about to die; and believe me, you don’t want to die a Muslim. Hey, I have tried.
- Understand that God does have a Son. Your child-rapist so-called prophet has screwed you all right. Hey, I have tried again.
- Be ready for the big surprise: 72 angry fags aiming at your you-know-what, instead of the 72 “recyclable virgins”. Don’t tell me I did not warn you.
- Don’t bring any fleece jacket. It will be very warm down there.
The reading of today (Old Rite) was the extremely well-known passage with the Centurion humbly asking Jesus to cure his gravely ill servant.
We can read this in many ways, and these famous words have taken an extremely important place in the (particularly traditional; the New Mess has tampered with this as with almost everything else) Mass to signify the respect and awe, the sense of full inadequacy and conscience of our sinfulness with which we approach the Eucharist. I don’t need to tell you how specially important this message is in the troubled times we are living.
However, I would like to direct your attention on another aspect of this beautiful episode.
The Centurion is – as Centurions always were – very smart, though this one was also clearly touched by a special grace. When he sees The Real Deal, this smart guy recognises Him. There are no hesitations, no doubts, no traces of any wavering whatsoever. His faith is so big, that he does not even require from Our Lord the act – which would have been criticised by his enemies, and was not seen as essential anyway – to enter the roof of a heathen. Faith does not need physical proximity.
The Centurion is smart and, through God’s grace, he “gets it all”. His unwavering faith is the more notable to us, because it comes from a man belonging to a professional category to whom a first-class brain was universally recognised.
I love these faith stories in the Gospel. The men and women who were their protagonists did not allow any of the slanders around Jesus to distract them. They knew.
Whenever I read of them, I think of the many who, today, could take an example from them. Those who shiver and shudder, fluctuate and wobble, double and distrust, simply because we have a horrible Pope.
I get a shiver down my spine whenever I read someone saying that Francis makes him doubt his faith. This is Satan on full-scale attack, right within them.
If the Church is a fraud, Jesus is a fraud. Jesus is not a fraud, so neither is the Church.
You can’t question the Church as the Bride without questioning Jesus as the Bridegroom. The visible, earthly Church can disconcert you with the level of corruption, stupidity or even heresy men inside her have always been able to exhibit. But in all this – both in the historical Church and in the present one – we know that under the more or less numerous, and more or less thick strata of mud which have all too often been found a strong, indestructible layer of Divine Granite has always been, and will always be there.
Like the Centurion, we recognise the Bridegroom. And when we recognise the Bridegroom, we recognise the Bride, because the one cannot be accepted without accepting the other.
I understand that Francis’ satanical work is enough to make people wonder what the heck is happening. But doubt is not the answer.
God’s will is what is happening. Providence is what is happening. Our salvation, day by day, is what is – hopefully – happening.
Don’t shiver, don’t waiver, don’t doubt.
Be a modern Centurion.
Today Trump evicts Gay Mulatto from the White House and starts giving us the best shot at the recovery of sanity in three decades.
I think it will be a success. A stunning success. Mind, this will not become a Catholic paradise, and expectations should not be unrealistic. However, I’d say this will be as good as it gets in our lifetime and age of sodomy.
I will now make some easy prediction concerning the next eight years. You have read it here first.
Trump will create millions of jobs. Libtards will say he is at war against the poor.
Trump will build that wall. Libtards will say he assaults women.
Trump will deport millions of illegal immigrants (though by far not all of them). Libtards will say he should be brought in front of a UN tribunal.
Trump will attack the MSM until they continue their liberal, fake news narrative. Libtards will say Trump is in bed with Putin.
Trump will win the 2020 elections in a landslide. Libtards will say Russia influenced the elections.
Trump and the Senate will appoint conservative judges to all relevant courts from the Supreme Court down. Libtards will say he is not their president.
Trump will win, win, win and win again. Libtards’ heads will explode again and again.
Very easy exercise.
You read it here first.
Gloria TV has a wonderful quip: “We used to pray for the intentions of the Pope and the conversion of Russia. Now we pray for the intentions of Russia and the conversion of the Pope”.
The “Vatican gone mad” part isn’t bad, either…
The recent interview, that I have still not watched, of Church Militant with Father Oko (an excellent priest about whom this little effort has already written several times) allows me to spend three and a half words about why, in my estimation, the homo lobby is infiltrating the Church with the success everyone with functioning eyes cannot but notice.
The first element is apparently prominently mentioned by Father Oko: fags in position of power use it to promote other fags. It is so everywhere. It is so among churchmen, too. Think Tucho “dreaming queen” Fernandez or Father James “Loretta” Martin and you will get the idea.
But then there is a second element that I would like to stress: all those priests and prelates who, whilst not homos themselves, have skeletons in the closet. The priest or bishop with the mistress on the side, with a story of either pedophilia or of protecting paedophile priests, with an alcohol problem, with a prostitute problem, or with any other problem will soon notice that siding with this powerful group will help them not to be exposed, or even allow them to advance their career.
Then there is a further group of priests and bishops who might not be guilty of the same shortcomings, but are guilty of excessive ambition, probably coupled with lack of faith. They don't have necessarily to fear being shamed, but they fear being put in the career freezer and left there forever. They will close an eye or three as they try to fake orthodoxy with their sheep in the manner that is practicable without incurring the ire of the homo Mafia.
Where does the Evil Clown position himself in all this? It is difficult to say. The man could well be a homo himself, and it is clear that a reputation of suspected homosexuality accompanied him in his Argentinian years. But the man might have other problems of the sort, as his repeated mention of “coprophagia” and “coprophilia” abundantly show. Lastly, the man might simply have understood which group is it wise to have near, in a satanical symbiosis that advances his career as he advances theirs.
What is clear is that the man has all but buried – or perhaps destroyed – the explosive report about homosexuality in the church prepared for Benedict; a report which the latter chose not to act upon, preferring to fly before the wolves instead.
The more time passes, the more I see Francis as an organic development of Benedict's, John Paul's and Paul's church: a development, the last one, that saw the evil advancing perhaps three step in one go; but an evil that was advancing nonetheless.
Let us console ourselves with this: the Lord will never leave us without the likes of Father Oko, few as they may be. It is for us to brew the best beer we can out of the ingredients at out disposal, and be confident that sure victory, and a definitive one, awaits the Church, and hopefully an undeserved recompense awaits those who do not waiver, and decide to live and die on the side of Father Oko.
No guarantee of salvation, of course.
But I certainly wouldn't want the odds of those on the other side.
The two apostate bishops from Malta who have released the satanical garbage about which yours truly has already reported have reacted to the – massive – criticism directed towards them; they have, obviously enough, presented no real arguments in favour of their apostasy, though they were very fast in declaring themselves “saddened”, as is the fashion, by the disgusted reaction to their disgusting vomit.
The two apostates basically make the following point: we have released our instructions because it's what Amoris Laetitia says.
The point is completely non-existent because, even admitting that AL does justify the idea that it is impossible to live a Christian life, the question would be what a Catholic bishop will do to fight such an idea, not to support it.
The two disgraceful apostates follow instead a hard version of the Führerprinzip very much en vogue in Nazi times: that what the Führer says is right goes without saying; therefore, the question is how to follow him.
Tellingly enough, AL is the only “basis” of the apostate bishops' reasoning, without any regards to (real) Catholic doctrine. It is as if a Catholic Bishop in Nazi Germany had justified the Nuremberg Laws with a reference to… Mein Kampf.
There is no other way to put it: the two Maltese Bishops have renounced the faith, and have officially repudiated it in the name of something that – in reality or in interpretation – goes head on against it.
Bishop Scicluna and Bishop Grech are even worse than wannabe Catholics. They are FrancisNazis. They have clearly lost their faith, and are now licking Francis' and the world's boots for all they are worth. I can't even begin to imagine how horrible their pit in hell will be, unless they repent.
Führerprinzip has no place in the Church. The Church works according to the Christusprinzip instead. He who does not understand this simple fact is not a Catholic but a FrancisNazi apostate
Group of smug actors thinking people give a dry Obama for them make a video pretending to encourage people to register for vote, then switching to open Hitlery propaganda. Almost crying, they tell us how important we are, though we are no famous actors, or non-famous aspiring famous actors.
The smugness was unbearable.
Funnily enough, a parody adv was produced in answer.
And it nuked them.
It is not only that we are the smart ones.
We are the ones with the sense of humour.
A document of openly Satanic inspiration has now been published by the Bishops of Malta. It goes, if possible, even further than Francis, in that the sacrilege that Francis introduced by way of footnotes and stupid rhetoric is now made explicit, and officially sanctioned, and called being “at peace with God”. As if there existed a Catholic universe in which it is the sinner which decides whether he is worthy of being admitted to Communion, or altogether in mortal sin (notabene: if fornication is unavoidable, then the relevant sin of adultery is clearly not imputable).
Do not, even for a moment, delude yourself that this was not what Francis had in mind from the very start. However, the plan would have been thwarted very soon, if the bishops and cardinals had spoken like, well, Catholics when the time had come.
I needed a number of hours to calm down after reading this – let me say this again – utterly satanical garbage. However, one thing was clear from the very first moment: Cardinal Mueller astonishing affirmation that Amoris Laetitia affirms the traditional Church teaching becomes more absurd every day, as we have entire bishops’ conferences openly embracing heresy and sacrilege.
What will cardinal Mueller now do? Will he swiftly act and rebuke, silence and threaten the Maltese bishops? Surely, nothing else can be expected from him now?
I would suggest that you do not hold your breath.
I would also suggest that you look at reality in the face here, and recognise that cardinal Mueller isn’t really better than these sons of a whore, selling Christ for even much less than pieces of silver, and merely for the comfort of mob approval for the rest of their atheist, very probably accursed lives.
A very dark pit awaits them, unless they repent. Which, by the scale of the cheerleading for Satan, is rather improbable.
Imagine that the “correction” thing ends up in a soap bubble: no correction is issued, or it is a correction that does correct, or some other V II rubbish that manages to say half a word whilst praising the Evil Clown with ten. What then?
In this very likely scenario, we must focus on one main concept: we are alone, because the shepherds have abandoned us. We will have to go through life – very possibly, until its natural end – clinging to what we know to be the truth, and refusing to listen to all those who, left and right, tell us how fine things are; or, worse, how bad we are.
But in this – very likely – scenario, would we really be alone? Well, not really.
We would be in the company of Christ, most assuredly preferable to whatever majority or unanimity you can find among prelates in this disgraceful age. We would also be in the company of sixty generations of past Christians, who lived and died in the Truth just as we hope to do. We would, finally, not be in a dissimilar situation from the one in which our Christian forefathers found themselves in the time of Arius. Their situation was much more difficult than ours, because they had no comparable precedent to look back to. Still, they chose to be on the side of Christ – where you are never alone.
On the contrary, reflect that those who are really alone are Francis and the bunch of reprobates aiding and abetting him (this includes, as per today, almost all Bishops and Cardinals). They are fools believing there is safety in number, without thinking that without Christ there is no safety by any number, and that they are nothing but a bunch of small-time heretics in the great scheme of Church things. When we look at the entire Christian picture diachronically, Francis & Co. do not count for much; and unless they repent they will rot in hell, utterly forgotten, like many members of numerous heresies of the past, heresies whose names people couldn't tell you to save their own life.
Therefore, do not be anxious, and do not spend sleepless nights wondering what is going to happen. You and yours are going to stay on the side of the Lord no matter what: this is what is going to happen! Nor will we be the ones who are isolated. We will be in most excellent company all the time. It is our and our Lord's enemies who will discover, one day, what real isolation is.
Do not fear. Do not waiver. Do not expect your faith to rest on the fragile underpinning of a Cardinal Burke, or of any other V II prelate. Prepare for the worst case.
The worst case scenario is nothing more than the old case scenario.
I have already written that in this just begun 2017 we will have to get accustomed to a lot of absurd talk. It seems to me the recent interview of the Remnant with Cardinal Burke constitutes another example.
Let us leave aside Burke’s initial triple salto mortale, when he states again (make no mistake: to try to justify five months of shameful inaction) that Amoris Laetitia “is not an exercise of the papal magisterium” – an obvious, blatant contradiction with his actions from September on – . What I would like to focus on today is the following Q&A.
MJM: So what’s next, Your Eminence? If Pope Francis fails to answer your dubia, what’s the next course of action? You’ve spoken of the possibility of elevating this to a formal correction. But what exactly does that look like?
Cardinal Burke: Well, it doesn’t look too much differently than the dubia. In other words, the truths that seem to be called into question by AL would simply be placed alongside what the Church has always taught and practiced and annunciated in the official teaching of the Church. And in this way these errors would be corrected. Does that make sense to you?
No, it does not make sense to me. It does not make sense to me because it does not make sense at all.
A correction is, by definition, the stating of what is wrong together with the affirmation of what is right. My teachers at school did not write the correct spelling alongside the wrong one; they barred the wrong spelling, and put the right one in its place. That was wrong, but this is right.
What the Cardinal is stating now equates to saying – and I do not see any other interpretation of this – that the Cardinals would publish a statement of what is right without even daring to explicitly say what is wrong with Amoris Laetitia.
This is not a correction. This is not even a criticism. This is first-class V II meowing.
Such an exercise does not need to be preceded by Dubia. The Cardinals could have done it anytime. Such a reaction would, actually, justify the criticism that the Dubia were uncalled for in the first place. In short: Cardinal Burke’s answer is utter baloney.
The only logical consequence of the refusal of the Pope to answer the Dubia is the open condemnation of the relevant AL points as heretical, and the rebuke of the Pope who refused to set things right by answering the Dubia.
From this another logical necessity follows: that if the Pope keeps refusing to answer the Dubia and openly set things right, he must be declared a heretic himself.
It’s as simple as that. There is no escape from it. If Cardinal Burke thought he did not have the mettle for this, he was a fool in issuing the Dubia in the first place, much less publishing them.
I have been criticised for being sceptical about Cardinal Burke. But the fact is that I do not have a high degree of confidence in someone who, after an unprecedented attack to the faith, first criticises those who want to defend it and then awaits five months before he does something. This interview is, to me, another demonstration that Cardinal Burke must earn the confidence of faithful Catholics rather than think that, as he is one of the very few prelates meowing, the faithful will stand in awe in front of such magnificence.
No, the Cardinal’s plan does not make sense at all. It is the worst of V II cowardice and betrayal of Truth. It is like a government issuing an ultimatum and then, when the ultimatum is not complied with, proceeding to declare “disagreement” instead of war. It’s a loss of face, and the man is a fool if he thinks he can meow and be hailed as a Catholic lion. If he does what he says he will lose face, big time. Not for the first time.
Do not put your faith in any V II prelate until he has earned it, no matter how long his cappa magna.
These here are fair-weather shepherds.
I do not know whether this is the beginning of the Age of Sanity, but it seems to me the sure beginning of the Age of Fun: years during which we will see a handful of brave man battling for the return of said sanity.
Take Jeff Sessions, the new (to the Dems wishing the Senate will stop him: keep dreaming…) Attorney General.
This is no Santorum guy, who bends his words everytime it is convenient to get some great prize. This one has the guts to repeat, in front of the very people who must decide whether he is fit for the office, his brutal words concerning Roe vs Wade. Words so brutal, in fact, that they have been picked by his very enemies to try to (in their view) discredit him.
It is good to have an Attorney General like Mr Sessions. The Attorney General is at the head of the law enforcement system, which in the ends puts him in the driving seat if he wants to push serious investigations against, say, Hillary Clinton, Planned Parenthood. He is also the chief lawyer of the US Government, representing it in front of the Supreme Court, again putting him in an influential position by any attempt to dismantle Roe vs Wade.
As you can expect, a massive smear campaign against the man has already started; fuelled by the party of the Jim Crow Laws and Senator Robert Byrd, Ku Klux Klan member kept in the Senate by the Dems for decades.
The problem with such smear campaign is that they have become so trite, so obvious, so predictable thatthey constitute no more than background noise in today’s political debate. Actually, I would be suspicious of any major Trump aid not called “raciss”, or some other such like slur, by the Democrats.
I am fully confident that Jeff Sessions will be the next Attorney General, and an excellent one at that.
The Age of Fun is about to begin.
In a year that will be, I am afraid, rich in absurdities and completely nonsensical statements Cardinal Mueller has made a rather desperate, completely illogical, and ultimately not very intelligent attempt to take Francis’ chestnuts out of the fire without burning him, or himself.
The cardinal manages the astonishing feat of stating both that there is no contradiction between Francis’ Amoris Laetitia and the teaching of the Church, and that it is wrong for the Cardinals to ask him to say so.
If Francis believes that there is no contradiction, then it should be no problem at all for him to answer the dubia in the only possible way. Seriously, this is something that Mueller and Francis (seen the atrocious ignorance of the latter) could settle over breakfast every morning. Three minutes. Five, tops.
Cardinal Mueller also fails to notice the growing number of FrancisBishops, from various parts of Europe and the Americas, who actually openly proclaim that Francis’ excrementation has, actually, changed doctrine, and the great confusion and danger for the faith this causes.
Francis is an ignorant boor unable to see further than his nose, a vulgar peasant completely out of his depth. But there can be no doubt that Cardinal Mueller knows better than this nonsense, and is fully aware of the non-existence of even the pretense of a case for non answering the Dubia.
Finally, the Cardinal avoids a fundamental question: how on earth it is justifiable that a Pope would allow such an open quarrel to happen, without saying – in Mueller’s mind – what he already thinks. If my enemy asks me to confirm that two and two is four, and threatens me with world war unless I confirm this elementary truth, I will not be the one who remains silent about what I myself believe, just in order to show the world that I should not have been asked whether two and two is four in the first place. Such a reasoning would show an arrogance, a contempt for the faithful and the Church, a childishness, an utter lack of any form of adult thinking, that shames the one who should act in this way almost as much as the open proclamation of heresy.
In the end, though, Cardinal Mueller’s message means this: “I have tried to make the old man see reason, but he is stubborn like the Argentinian donkey he is. Therefore, the Dubia will have no answer, and I am the one who must now go in front of the journalists’ block notes and try to justify the unjustifiable (because, clearly, I have no intention of putting my own office on the line)”.
It goes without saying that Mueller has now officially made of himself an accomplice of the Pope. If he thinks he can escape the judgment of both history and his Lord simply by hiding behind his finger, he is not much smarter than Francis.
I hope the Cardinals understand the signals and deliver their private ultimatum to the Evil Clown soon. After which, they will have to prove their mettle, and put an end to this absurd madhouse discussion by stating what every Catholic has the right to be told:
that Francis spreads heresy, and is a heretic himself.
The Eponymous Flower translates an article from the Italian Il Timone, which reports that mass attendance in Poland rose 0.7% in one year only.
This may not seem much, but it is double good news: firstly because in my book 0.7% in only one year is an awful lot anyway, and secondly because this goes against the tide of a progressively de-Christianised Western Europe, starting from Italy (which should lead the pack) but involving even more massively countries like France and Spain.
It also tells the lie about the well-spread legend that religious feeling decreases as wealth increases. Poppycock, as Russia and Poland once again (I mean: for those who still don’t get that the richest country on the Planet is also pretty much the most religious) abundantly demonstrate.
This is not a miracle. This is not the deceased Not-So-Great Polish Pope suddenly throwing faith bombs on the Country. This is the result of something very banal, and very obvious:
even a little orthodoxy goes a long way.
Life site news has an interview with an Austrian Bishop, Laun. I do not know much about the man, though after six years of blogging I dare to think if he had been one of the good ones I would have noticed not one, but several times. It is, therefore, rather notable that a very tepid Vatican II career bishop dares to speak openly, in very frank terms, for the Four Cardinals.
I have written on several occasions that I expect the majority of bishops and cardinals to just shut up when the correction is issued (if it is issued). I have written very recently that I think the situation is made more difficult from the fact that Francis would probably not believe threats of massive uprising even if these were to materialise. What interventions like the one of Bishop Laun tell us is that Francis cannot realistically think it will be a walk in the park, though I am pretty sure he feels now like Hillary in May or June last year: perfectly sure of victory, after some work is done.
Bishop Laun's decision to speak also tells me something different: barring a sudden conversion to orthodox Catholicism, it is not unreasonable to think that the bishops on the side of the Cardinals have started to count themselves, and found that they are certainly not the majority, but at any rate an awful lot.
This opens the door for a smart bishop who thinks in terms of the post-Francis to positioning himself as one of the high profile “orthodox”, safe in the knowledge that if his fraction cannot be crushed by Francis there will be rich pickings in the years to come. Call me cynical, but in the case of your garden variety V II bishop I might get nearer to the truth of the matter than you.
We obviously don't know. We are all waiting for the Great Event, compared with which these little skirmishes are barely worth of our attention. But we can try to profit of the little events to observe the dynamics in play, and try to make some educated guess as to where things are headed.
Bishop Laun's interview seems, to me, to suggest this: that it is not improbable that we might discover a lot of “allies” who, as they say in Italy, are willing to run to help the winner.
I don't know you, but when I read the Catholic news I can't think of anything else than the now eagerly awaited correction: will it come? When? Signed by whom? Will it be necessary in the first place?
As already written in the last days, it is reasonable to suppose that such a correction will be made to Francis in camera caritatis first. The issue here is not whether Francis will be persuaded by the Cardinals; the issue is, rather, whether the private warning will be a credible threat, sufficient to persuade Francis to backpedal, or not.
Here is where it gets strange. Francis has certainly surrounded himself with sycophants telling him the Cardinals are isolated. However, the climate of fears the man himself has created will not encourage any bishop or Cardinal to have a word with him in private to try to dissuade him from being stubborn. Therefore, it is likely that whatever the Cardinals tell Francis – for example, “we have three dozen Cardinals and more than one hundred bishop ready to support us when we publicly correct you” – they will not be believed.
I have written on several occasions that if Francis is smart he will prefer to cave in. But the thing is, there are many signs indicating that the man is not smart. He will believe what is friends tell him and think that the silence of the others is, if not approval, at least acquiescence. He would underestimate the menace of orthodox bishops even if such a menace were to materialise. He will see no reason whatever to comply with the request of the Four Cardinals and answer – in the proper way, of course – to the Dubia.
It is, therefore, at this point more likely that the ball goes back in the half of the Four Cardinals. It is for them to now do what they – through Cardinal Burke – do what they say they would and let Francis taste the excrements of his own pontificate.
Alas, this us one who might even like the exercise.
The Sovereign Military Order of Malta (SMOM) is one of those rare organisations recognised as a sovereign entity by the international community even if they do not have a territory over which to exercise this sovereignty. The Holy See between 1870 and 1929 was in pretty much the same situation: a sovereign entity without its own territory.
The Order of Malta has its own Ambassadors to other Countries; issues passports with which you can travel just the same as with any other passport; issues currency you can use to actually buy things, and stamps you can actually use to send letters (though I think collectors get most of them). They even have armed forces, consisting of three battalions. This is anywhere between around 1,000 and around 2,500 soldiers. Not bad at all for an organisation counting 13,500 Knights, Dames and Auxiliaries. Actually, it makes sense, as this is – and always was – a military organisation.
You may not know all of this. It is fully understandable. What is less understandable is that… the Pope doesn’t.
Francis, more and more showing himself the very embodiment of your average incompetent South American Bananas’ Republic dictator, decided to create a commission to investigate into the matter of the removal of the Grand Chancellor of the Order.
We do not know the reasons for this: it may simply be that, the Grand Chancellor having been removed for reasons of failing to adhere to Cathoilic doctrine, Francis saw in him a natural ally. It can also be that the chap in question has friends in the Vatican, whom he asked for help after his defenestration. Most likely, though, is that the Evil Clown thought he could slap Cardinal Burke across the hand with a big, fat Argentinian ruler. The decision was hastily made public shortly before Christmas.
The SMOM replied in very terse words, which can be summarised as follows: “hey you nincompoop, we are a Sovereign entity. You don’t get to investigate us more than you get to investigate Barack Obama. But by all means, if you need to let us know anything kindly talk to our Ambassador”.
This is so embarrassing that I am cringing myself on behalf of the old man, so that the Cosmic Cringing does not suffer any serious imbalance. This Bergoglio guy is a man of utter, stellar incompetence, coupled with an arrogance of Obamaesque dimensions. And I don’t even buy that the man was badly advised. It is far more likely that the man was told of the absurdity of his plan and decided to go on anyway, purely out of spite and utter childishness.
The episode is of some days ago, when yours truly was enjoying some well-deserved days in his native Country. But I thought I would report on this at some point, because it once again gives the measure of what goes on in the brain of that, as they say today, “epic fail” called Jorge Bergoglio.