Francis Is The Vomit Of Vatican II.

A faithless, envious, proto-Communist old man is made Pope.

His papacy becomes a rapid succession of half-heretical statements and wink-wink to the wordly society whose approval he seeks.

After three years, the most astonishing papal document is released. He is the first Pope who refuses to clarify the content of a document he has written himself.

As confusion increases he is, again, the first Pope in 700 years to be officially rebuked by lay scholars for his objective support to heresy. He still does nothing but rant against Catholic in a more and more did ordinate way.

The church hierarchy is silent, in the most astonishing betrayal of Christ since the time of Judas.

This is how history will judge this papacy and these bishops and cardinals.

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This papacy is done. Its reputation has imploded like a Central American military junta. It will be remembered as the Banana Republic Pontificate. It does not really matter – in the long term – for how long these buffoons will stay in power. It is now obvious that the Church has started to vomit Vatican II out of Her body, and whilst the process will be long and painful, I have no doubt it will end with a purification from the toxins of Vatican II.

Francis is the vomit of V II finally coming out of the drunken Church of the last 55 years. There is now no way the edifice of Vatican II can survive its bastard offspring. When sanity comes back, everyone will see what has caused all this: the Second Vatican Council and its work of doctrinal and liturgical demolition.

In a way, a disgrace like Francis is useful to help overcome the crisis. At least, this vomit wants out. With John Paul and Benedict the body was poisoned already, but no hope of getting rid of the toxins.

Francis and, perhaps, his successors will ruin V II so thoroughly, so completely, that the return to sanity after this crisis will be the most natural thing in the world. And if you ask me, I prefer having to go through Francis II Cupich, and then sanity, rather than through another dozen Benedicts still demolishing the church in pretty much the same way, but in slow motion, for the next who knows how many years.

Better a morning of vomiting than two weeks of drunkenness. At some point, everything will be vomited out.

Including this vomit of a pope.

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