The Smelling Princes

Are these people dirty enough?

Upon giving us another handful of unworthy Cardinals, Francis told them not to call themselves “Princes of the Church”. How very fitting.

The hate of this man for everything Catholic permeates every aspect of it. So much so, that even his allies and consorts must be downplayed and made little, so that the bigger aim of the destruction of the Church – the same Church out of which Jorge Bergoglio scrounged his entire existence – may be pursued as aggressively as possible.

The church of Francis revels not only in its self-destruction, but in the dirtying of everything that is good and pure. Priests must smell, and Cardinals must smell in a very preeminent way. Perverted priests get to bask in the limelight, whilst the relatively orthodox (I use the term loosely) ones are not even received; nay, they do not even get their letters answered.

Francis hates everything that is Catholic. He hates in a particular way everything that reminds him – and us – of the unique role of the Church and of the demands she makes on us. A strong Church will always be a living condemnation of everyone like Francis, in whichever age they lived. A weakened, dirtied, perverted church is much better suited to inoculate in the weak, the lazy, and the stupid the germs of this socialist religion without God, in which you kneel in front of the poor but not in front of the Tabernacle.

Smell away, Cardinals old and new. You don't deserve anything better, none of you. All the humiliation Francis showers on you are, in the end, merited. Because you stink.

You all stink of Francis now.

M