Monthly Archives: February 2018
The dreaded news is among us again: new Cardinals and possibly a new Encyclical Letter coming. There is little doubt the new document will cause further division and schism (and there is no deterrent for Francis from doing so, seen that Amoris Laetitia caused no more than some extremely hypocritical meowing). There is even less doubt that the new appointments will further disfigure and ravage the Church.
Whilst we do not know when and in which way the Lord will put an end to this situation, every round of red hat appointments makes it reasonable to suppose that this crisis will get deeper, and will last for longer, than we hoped. Realistically, and bar some great surprise and gift from Up Above, the crisis will continue in this virulent form for many years.
Mind, I do not think that Francis’ successor will be as stupid as he is. What I truly fear is that we might be heading toward a Smart Heretic, one in the mould of Schoenborn; one, I mean to say, who will further Francis’ agenda without any of the latter’s boorishness, intemperance, and outright ignorance whilst being mindful at all times to project a reassuring, staid, “moderate” leadership (after Francis, even saying the Lord’s Prayer or genuflecting in front of the Blessed Sacrament will be considered “moderate” by the mainstream press) unavoidably perceived as solid, reassuring, “catholic” (small c). This would cause the disease to become more insidious as it remains just as virulent.
I wonder here if the Divine Plan has not already decreed a double whammy as a punishment for V II: fifty years of descent into madness, followed by 50 years of raving insanity, or which Francis is only Stage 1. If we consider what insolent rebellion to God Vatican II became, I would call even such a punishment merciful.
If this is the case – and I admit it is a very depressing case – what are we to do? Those who have followed this blog for some time already know the answer: we keep living in the true faith, and keep being determined to die in it. We should be determined to live (and to die) striving to be Catholic Water Lilies in the sea of mud that is the Vatican II Church, doing our best to collaborate with Grace and do our part in the salvation of the Elect, among whom we hope to be, one day, called ourselves.
Eternity is very, very long; and heresy is very, very stupid. How many decades this crisis will go on has no bearing, none whatsoever, on how we are supposed to react to it. In the end, my days are already counted and the day I will go to my judgment is already established, whether this crisis ends tomorrow or in 200 years. Similarly, the eternity awaiting me – hopefully on the right side of the fence – will not become shorter or longer because of Francis.
The crisis we are living is terrible. The thought of Francis making it worse with every Consistory is just as ugly. But all this pales in front of eternity, and this crisis gives us the opportunity to fight the good fight in the ways Providence has decided for us.
If you have not done it already, I suggest you prepare yourself for 45 more years of drunkenness.
Jennifer Lawrence is now on record with saying that she found the way many Democrats treated Trump fans “disgusting”.
Now, let me help you put this in context.
Whilst you will keep seeing new films released with Jennifer Lawrence in it for a while – the product of older contracts signed some time ago – the woman has become so venomous that she had to announce a “break” from acting due to (though she will not say that) the extremely high degree of toxicity she has earned with her relentless Anti-Trump and anti-decency work. I even seem to remember, though I must say I do not really keep tab of what these people say, a violent attack on Christianity as a whole; something which, in the case that I remember correctly, Mssss Lawrence does not seem to find “disgusting” at all.
Be it as it may, here we are: with the woman now trying to get back into the big game and very obviously being told by agents and production houses that the general public finds her as attractive as a venereal disease, and a big investment in a production starring her very vocal bitchiness isn't really a smart move.
Hence – you already got it – the new, (cough) “moderate” Jennifer Lawrence, upon discovery that there is no way she can indulge in aggressive, offensive activism and enjoy a silver screen career at the same time.
Yours truly sees in this – beside the sudden realisation of an atomic bitch that people truly have enough of her – a sign of the times: Planet Dumbopia is slowly coming to the realisation that the Trump Presidency is here to stay, and America may be made Great Again well beyond the hoped-for eight years of Trump's two mandate. This makes rather imperative that they accept reality rather than keeping their finger in their ears as they obsessively cry “not my President”.
As to the young woman, I am afraid the game for her might well be up. After her excesses there is a very concrete possibility that she will now branded as Atomic Bitch forever, and no amount of back-pedalling will ever change that.
As Trump would say…
Pope Francis The Humble has been warning us for years now of the dangers of Global Warming. How wise, how good of him!
Promptly, his predictions have come to pass, with a huge wave of heat now grilling Rome before March has even begun. It truly is atrocious.
I know, I know… Those like Pope Francis and the others who, like the readers of this forum, have been continuously warning about the impending Great Roasting should not bear the consequences of the criminal shortsightedness of other people. But this is why it is so important that we all follow the warning of Sweet Peter On Earth! If we lose, we all lose! If we roast, we all roast!!
This is, I am afraid, the result of too many in the West not wanting to hear the Inconvenient Truths that Al Gore and our own Humble Pontiff have been spreading for several years now! And we all, we all pay the price, guilty or innocent!
Temperatures of 40C in February have never been seen before. And this is only the beginning of more catastrophes to come! Oh, if we had listened to our Sweet Peter On Earth instead of being so stubborn and rigid and dogmatic!
Time to understand Francis is right and repent, you ossified mummies…
(P.S. I am informed the Russians are trying to spread pictures of Rome under the snow through their countless bots. Fakye news of course. Beware!!!).
The news is now everywhere. In what clearly amounts to a “German Schism” (very much redolent of the “Dutch Schism” of the Sixties) the German bishops have overwhelmingly voted for the desecration of the Holy Host and the rape of the Sacrament of Communion by allowing Protestants to (try to) receive communion.
Make no mistake: Paul VI had nothing more to oppose to the Dutch schismatics bishops than some faint meowing, but in the case of Francis not even that is to be expected.
This Schism follows the Amoris Laetitia pattern, according to which “in certain cases” sacrilege and scandal can be allowed. Discernment, concrete situations, all that satanic dog shit is present here, too. The fig leaves do not change the reality: this is a very official, if undeclared, schism, and if we had males as Cardinals and Bishops it should be treated as such. We have kitten, females and homos. Therefore, don't hold your breath.
In the Schismatic church of Germany, it is too much to ask that the Protestant spouse shuts the Francis up and either dies without pretending he/she can receive communion or converts to the Catholic Church. This is too difficult, see. It could cause cataclysms, global warming, a resurgence of the Nazi Party and, worst of all, a problem with the Kirchensteuer. Therefore, it is better to invent a new religion applicable to all the “special cases” we want (make no mistake: they will become the norm very soon; not that it matters anyway) in order to keep the paying customer satisfied.
Truly, Germany has become (again) the main source of all the shit now threatening to submerge Europe, both on the political and on the Catholic sphere.
By God's grace, my faith is strong. Therefore I know, I know for certain, that all the Saints and the Angels are looking at this disgrace, and that nothing of this will remain unpunished.
Nil inultum remanebit.
Think of this, you damn satanical Bishops, and shiver.
Or not, and then may God's just punishment incinerate you and make you suffer forever.
Edit: the pictures of the wrong Tobin (Rhode Island) was published on this blog post instead of the pictures of the bishop in question (New Jersey).
The photo has been removed.
My apologies to the Rhode Island Bishop Tobin.
Many thanks to all those who have, with kind words, made me aware of the mistake.
Bishop Tobin is, as many of you know, one of the FrancisTribe, pretty much at the forefront of the adulterers-and-homo agenda.
This makes him, both to me and to every reader of mine with a robust common sense, suspect of having some skeleton in the closet. Say, a mistress, or a male “lover”, or paedo tendencies, or financial malfeasance.
In today's church, if you can be blackmailed you can be pretty sure the gay Mafia will knock on your door and demand compliance and complicitousness with their agenda, or else.
It is, therefore, not entirely surprising to this old correspondent that a tired Bishop Tobin, very late in the night, inadvertently tweeted urbi et orbi something meant as a private message, containing the words “nighty-night, baby. I love you”.
The bishop promptly deleted the tweet, and the diocese explained that the tweet was meant for…. his sister.
Now, it can be that “baby” is one of those inside jokes running inside a family. However, if this were the case the bishop would be able to show a ton of such other PMs, with an abundance of babys and I love yous, to his sister just to put every rumour to rest. This would most certainly be the case, as two people engaging in PMs in the middle of the night obviously PM a lot.
Also, a public tweet of the bishop's sister, again confirming urbi et orbi that “baby” is the affectionate nickname with which she has been jokingly called since, say, around 1957, would not be amiss. Alas, as I write this I have seen neither.
Now, as Bishop Tobin is – for the reasons described above – a prime suspect for illicit and possibly homosexual relationships, it seems pretty reasonable to me to ask that good Catholic journalists start doing some sound investigative journalism on this, until satisfied that this was really an innocent family joke.
I have, like all of you, enough of “progressive” bishops and their skeletons in the closet; therefore, we have every right to ask that this matter be thoroughly researched.
The Papal Foundation, a US charity helping the poor worldwide, has been the latest victim of Mao-Tse-Francis, who was found with his hands on its funds like the proverbial child with the proverbial cookie jar.
The details were – if we did not know what first-class scoundrel the man is – astonishing in their brazen arrogance. The Papal Foundation gives grants normally between $100k and $200k for worthy projects worldwide. Francis asked them for $25m (more than one tenth of their piggy bank) to give them to… an Italian hospital with a sordid recent past of corruption and assorted other criminal offence.
Again, it would be beyond belief if it would not involve Francis, a man who at this point could be suspected of pretty much everything under the sun without anyone saying “I'd never have thought it…”.
Francis robbed the poor to give to the thieves. He did it in pure South American dictator fashion: “give me the money and shut up, because I am the humble defender of the poor”. A common hoodie in a horrible London neighbourhood would behave with more class.
His wish was, initially, only mildly opposed and, predictably, the US Cardinals involved in the decision did not think it fitting to displease the Evil Clown. They aren't smart, because they must have known that this would, at some point, be leaked and cause a huge scandal. Which promptly happened.
This disgusting episode shows not only Francis' robber instincts, but also the cowardice of those – particularly the US Cardinals, starting from Wuehrl – who have been his willing, if allegedly grudging, accomplices in this. Shame on all of them, but particularly on Francis, daring to put his dirty old hands on money meant for the poor and giving them to a thieving, totally discredited organisation.
Once again, this goes to show that Francis has no moral dimension whatsoever. You are either in his team or you aren't. If you are, he will allow you to get away with financial malfeasance, homosexuality and paedophilia. If you aren't, he will crush you if he can and insult you if he can't.
This is another nail in the coffin of this pontificate, that will be remembered as a nightmare for centuries to come.
Please, Lord, let this scourge end soon.
For the second time in the last month I have seen Trump courting – for more or less “too clever by half” reasons – the moderate left in the US.
His amnesty proposal may be a Machiavellian ruse to force the Democrats to expose themselves as the enemies of hard working, legally residing Americans. However, I note that several weeks after the proposal was made the 1.8 million potential amnesty beneficiaries are now a fixture of the political landscape, whilst the battering of the Dems in November remains uncertain – and might become impossible if Trump keeps playing the moderate -. Again, I understand the sophisticated chess game he is playing. Again, this might be one sophistication too much.
It has happened again yesterday, with Trump's move to direct Sessions to elaborate ways to ban devices allowing legal rifles to transform into “machine guns”. Everyone understands he means bump stocks, but even I know that bump stocks do not do that, as you still need to pull the trigger once for every bullet that you want to shoot, and I knew at seven that this does not make of a rifle a machine gun (note to younger readers: when I was a child there were a lot of movies and cartoons around with machine guns; by the second grade at the latest there were no uncertainties. Turns out we knew more at seven or eight than Trump at more than 70.)
Once again, Trump is courting the leftist moderate, trying to persuade them that he is not an ogre. This shows that the relentless invectives of the media are beginning to seriously influence him, making him move to the left to counter their narrative. Worse than that, he is adopting the language of the enemy.
This is wrong, and I do not see any chance of it succeeding. Trump polarises people, and the only results he will obtain is to alienate some of those who like him without gaining any of those who hate him anyway.
This is Romney-thinking, and whilst it may seem a reasonable approach at first sight Bob Dole, McCain, and Romney show that it does not work.
Trump is suffering the departure of Steve Bannon. He needs around him people who remind him of why he won and all the others lost.
This is not good.
Not many seem to have noticed it in the midst of the rampant paedo scandal, but Mao-Tse-Francis has, last week, done something extraordinary.
In an interview to in Italian newspaper, he has openly admitted that a number of Catholic blogs call him a heretic. The statement was followed by the usual insults, but what interests us here is the message sent by this extraordinary admission.
Mao-Tse-Francis is admitting, as a fact of life, that many orthodox Catholic bloggers consider him a heretic. This is such an admission of total failure as a bigger one can not easily be given, short of open confession. It should have crossed the mind of this nincompoop that, by the very admission of the phenomenon, he is admitting its sheer scale. No Pope would be concerned with isolated nutcases. But in this case the phenomenon – nay: the movement ) is so strong that even he finds it impossible to ignore.
It is such a complete loss of face for a Pope to have to admit that he is widely – and in particular among the right kind of Catholics – considered a heretic that every other heretical Pope, if endowed with a properly functioning brain, would accurately avoid the subject. Not so Francis: firstly because he is stupid, and secondly because he is such a little bitch that he could not resist insulting us. Which is the other message sent out with his admission.
Too much of a heretic to avoid a mass insurgency, too stupid to shut up about it, and too petty to resist the temptation to insult us.
This last interview is an accurate picture of this Pontificate.
And it came to pass another fairly high prelate in Faggot City (this is the new unofficial name of Vatican City) was unmasked as both homo and paedo. Monsignor Amenta, apparently a Bishop and a Sacra Rota judge (no less!), was found in possession of child pornography on his computer. Read on the link the pathetic details about this old pig, unable to stay away from the genitals of men in public.
Quis judicet judices?
Whilst this guy was apparently promoted to his position by Pope Benedict whilst already known to the Italian Carabinieri, I would not put Francis and Benedict in the same frying pan on this. There can't be any doubt that Benedict was sincerely interested, and generally successful, in combating paedophilia among the clergy; nor can the man be accused of not being a private investigator if – as it seems very likely, knowing the man – he was not informed of Monsignor Amenta's stomach-churning inclinations. The difference is this: that in the case of Benedict it is a fact that he acted to fight against paedophile clergy, and in the case of Francis it is a fact that he either aided and abetted the homo Mafia, or he is their hostage, or he is one of them. As to child abuse, Francis basically dismantled the apparatus set up by Benedict.
Now: as this little blog has noticed many times, whilst not all homos are paedos, almost all paedos are homos. It follows that Francis' relentless cover-up of the homo Mafia is bound to give him cases of paedophilia inside the Vatican, whether he knows it or not, whether he wants it or not.
I have written only very recently about Francis nuking his own Pontificate, and only hours later the next scandal erupts.
Truly, Francis is one of a kind.
The way FrancisChurch is unraveling under our eyes is, whilst depressing in consideration of the man’s obvious wickedness, still consoling in that, as often stated, oportet ut scandala eveniant.
This article links three of Francis’ closest collaborators to a year long, relentless cover-up activity, and all three wear a red robe: Cardinal Maradiaga, Cardinal Errazuriz and Cardinal Ladaria. Astonishingly, Cardinal Ladaria is the new head of the CDF.
Read the article for the sordid details.
Note that three out of these three men were promoted by Francis to position of higher responsibility in full knowledge of the polemics and accusations surrounding them. This is, again, a behaviour that can be explained only if we assume that all three major components of Francis character were present in turbocharged fashion:
- arrogance, and
Even an extremely wicked and arrogant man would, if in possession of a modicum of intelligence, have known better than to surround himself with an entire line of smoking guns. Not so Francis, who – being stupid – actually proceeded to shoot himself in the black boots multiple times and even dared to factually dismantle and make impotent Benedict’s effective reforms meant at countering clerical abuse.
Again, this is the same unbearable insolence, the same unspeakable arrogance of the man who, asked about the “gay mafia”, mocked them asking them where this gay mafia would reside and whether they would wear an identification badge. His insolence and stupidity was already evident with such assertions; what surprises now is not their existence, but their scale.
Make no mistake: Francis is never going to overcome this. The scandals will never leave him, and who knows what other smoking guns are about to emerge. His pontificate and his reputation are well and truly screwed among both Catholics (we knew that) and worldly people (this is a new development).
Francis has nuked his own Pontificate.
Can’t say it’s very sad to see the atomic mushroom go up in the sky.
The best article I read today is here.
Concise, impassioned, perceptive, and very impressive. It explains to bad priests and worse deacons the fundamentals of freedom. It also explains why they have already lost.
A propos losers: the rage of the enemies of freedom after the late, unfortunate massacre prompted and facilitated by stupid laws declaring schools “gun-free zones” has been, up to now, nothing more than a hysteric show of childish, impotent rage, “not my President”-style.
Get angry, you dumb idiots. Get mad. Lose sleep.
May you keep losing forever.
Haiti first. Then Philippines and Thailand in short succession. The abetting of paedophile monsters within Oxfam is already expanding with tragic, but welcome speed. Oportet ut scandala eveniant.
For those who might not be familiar with the organisation, Oxfam is basically a humanistic church allowing atheists to feel good with themselves. Hey, I'm an abortionist who does not believe in anything but his own convenience and pleasure, but to persuade myself that I am good I will donate some money to “the children in Africa”, unwittingly maintaining a monstrous army of scroungers living out of feel-good feelings. This obviously includes the young people you see in London and elsewhere, targeting the young and stupid blessedly unaware of how much of what they donate goes to feed the scroungers.
Turns out the scroungers are paedoabetters, too.
After the violence of the invective against the bimillenarian organisation of the Chuch, I now fully expect Oxfam to be utterly and completely disintegrated by this scandal. Nothing else is necessary to persuade us that the extremely violent attacks to the Church were due to sincere indignation rather than anti-Catholic animus.
Will it happen? I very much doubt it. Oxfam is that kind of rubbish perfectly in sync with the modern world.
They will do just fine, I reckon….
I saw just another documentary about a man I deeply admire.
A strong character, not given to sophisms and shades of gray. Extremely determined and with a very strong sense of duty. A military genius. A devout and loving husband. A man able to command extremedevotion and unquestioning obedience from his men. Most of all, a man of very strong faith, a faith he carried with himself not only in battle, but in every little aspect of his life.
His name was Thomas Jonathan “Stonewall” Jackson.
“Stonewall” Jackson was a Protestant.
I do not ask, today, for people among our Catholic leaders with one tenth of his discipline, courage, determination and sense of duty.
But I wonder how many of our bishops have one tenth of his faith.
It's becoming repetitive. Every time there is a massacre in some place where the Libtards have decided to make people vulnerable, said Libtards blame sane, freedom-loving Americans for the dead.
They appear – being Libtards – unable to notice that these massacres almost always happen in so-called “gun free zones”. If you are bent on making a massacre, where will you execute it: in a place where everyone could have a concealed weapon and kill you on the spot, or in a place where you know you will be able to butcher people at your ease?
Try to explain it to Fauxcahontas or Nancy “Botox” Pelosi, though.
Still, my main argument for the second amendment is that the debate should never be about safety, because safety must never go at the expense of fundamental freedoms. The freedom – nay: the sacred duty – to protect yourself and those you love, and the freedom – yep: another sacred duty – to protect yourself from a tyrannical government would (cough) trump every consideration of alleged safety even if there were some merit in them, for which there is no evidence.
Granted, in Europe there are fewer of these massacres. But note this:
1. They happen anyway, with the difference that when Muslim terrorists enter a restaurant or a concert hall they can massacre everyone at ease, safe in the knowledge that the customers of the establishment will not be armed. How pleasant must it be, to be slowly butchered together with all other restaurant guests because you have decided that you will leave it to the police to try to save your life.
2. They happen even in schools, just like in the USA, as happened in extremely gun-controlled Germany in 2005. The bad guy will always get to guns and ammos. The good guys will be slaughtered like lambs. Welcome to gun control land (and yes, every “gun free zone” is gun control land).
3. Security bought at the price of freedom is never an argument. Actually, it is an argument in favour of a Nazi regime. A regime which disarmed their citizen at the very start, but also made the Country extremely safe. If this is the security you want, you must be a Libtard.
Another massacre, another day or two of inordinate Libtard screaming, and, I think, another defeat for gun control.
America has woken up, and it is becoming great again. I am confident that the American people will not buy the liberal rubbish about to be dished to them.
The march for this particular freedom is not, however, completed, and much is still to be accomplished. For example, every indiscriminate, generalised limitation to gun control like the existence of “gun free zones” not only endangers those who operate inside of them, but makes it far more difficult for normal citizen (say: a school teacher, or a student, or a student's parent travelling with public transport) to exercise their sacrosanct rights.
The madness of the second amendment debate is not the freedom it entails, but the attempt to limit it of the very, very illiberal, freedom-hating soi-disant “liberals”. The amendment does not invite for any sort of debate, and it is formulated in willingly brutal terms.
The debate comes exclusively from the enemies of freedom.
'Unble Paedoabetter Francis pretends the world has not noticed what a piece of Obama he is and keeps lecturing us about opening our hearts and such like saccharine nonsense.
I am not buying it.
This guy has now irretrievably compromised himself and the only think he deserves is to be covered in righteous mud until he either resigns and hillaries off to Argentina – provided they want him; there might be some hut free in the midst of his curas villeros – or else kicks the bucket and goes wherever the Lord's Justice has decreed fitting for him.
It is bad enough to have a man engaging in a shameless cover-up of child abuse to protect his friends.
It is even worse to see the same man lecturing us about how we should become more like him.
May your days be short, Mao-Tse-Francis. And whilst I really wish you salvation with all my heart, I can't avoid thinking that there is a very deep, extremely stinky, excruciatingly hot hole being dug in hell as I write this, just for you.
As the world looks in astonishment at a Communist Pope (and this is not a joke or hyperbole: Francis truly is one who sides with Communists against the Church) I can, today, reveal the results of my several years long investigation into the root causes of, well, a Communist Pope. The culprits will be exposed, and humanity will not have to wonder anymore how this could happen.
The results are as follows:
1. Pope John XXIII.
Opened the Pandora's Box of “change”. Deluded in his senile confidence that the Chuch's dominance was so strong that nothing could touch it. Far too desirous to be liked. Too weak to make himself heard. Took out of the exile heretical theologians. The useful idiot of the subversives.
2. Pope Paul VI
Astonishing, almost schizophrenic mixture of moments of sanity and impotent watching as the Church demolition took a much faster pace. Whino extraordinaire with no balls worth the mention after Humanae Vitae. Countless atrocious episcopal appointments. Allowed the religious sisters to morph into aggressive lesbian communes. Thin-skinned (no encyclicals after HV). Allowed the Durch Schism, the Dutch Catechism and many atrocities more. Apart from HV, useless to pretty much everyone but Satan.
(2.5. Pope John I. Declared Innocent for lack of inculpatory evidence as Pope).
3. Pope John Paul II
PR-enamoured Pontiff very mindful of keeping an appearance of orthodoxy whilst allowing all sort of subversion to go on for more than a quarter of a century. Vaguely heathenish Earth-kisser for the joy of the cameras. Koran-kisser to boot. Had himself publicly criticised by Feminazi “sisters”, did nothing against them. Crushed South American heretics, allowed all the others to thrive. Countless atrocious episcopal a d cardinalatian appointments. Made of the Church a circus.
4. Pope Benedict XVI
Only German Pastor in history to ever flee before the wolves. Does one thing right (Summorum Pontificum), ruins all the rest: horrendous appointments, spied by his own butler, changes his mind on the SSPX at the last second. Resigns because… too weak to fly to “world youth something”. Insists in remaining Pope so no one calls him a Celestine, creates even more confusion. Praises Francis to the sky. Drinks beer at 90, wants world to know. Announces his impending salvation to the adoring crowd.
Honourable mention goes to the Kitten Cardinals: who, by refusing to whistle after very publicly wetting their lips, showed Francis that there was pretty nothing he could not dare. Mao-Tse-Francis is just another byproduct of their cowardly silence.
I have said it.
Now I can sleep in peace.
Today is, as you all know, St Valentine's Day.
However, this obvious reference – albeit largely forgotten from the secular world – to Catholicism is clearly intolerable to the atheist, anti-Christian hordes now ravaging the West.
Therefore, St Valentine's Day is now (as heard twice on the radio) the International Day Of Love.
Can't wait for those evil people at the BBC to pick this up and give us another dose of soppy sentimentalism of the “gay marriage” type.
As I have often remarked, language shapes thinking. Those who want to subvert your thinking will first try to change your language: “gay” instead of “sodomite”, “dreamer” instead of “illegal”, “irregular family” instead of “concubinage”, and so on.
I'll stick to St Valentine's Day, thank you very much. May he pray for us in heaven.
And by the by, today is Ash Wednesday.
No mention of that on those radio channels.
As the Blogosphere is still infested by (increasingly irrelevant) fake Catholic blogs, I thought it wise to enrich my readers with a little guide to spotting the “c” site. Here it goes:
1. The “little things” blog. The publication in question is all smell of lavender and freshly-cleaned-laundry pretend-spirituality. The fresh air in the morning is the angels talking to you; the act of throwing out the garbage is a spiritual experience. Everything is good. There is no crisis in the Church. Just enjoy the sight of the sparrows.
2. The “Holy Spirit” blog. The writer eats a huge bowl of penne because the Holy Spirit has “guided” her to another mountain of carbs; therefore, it must be good and he who says otherwise is blasphemous, judgmental and pastaphobic. Whatever they do, it must be the Holy Spirit guiding them. There is no crisis in the Church. Actually, it will be “exciting” to see where the “Spirit” will lead Her.
3. The “everything is Catholic” blog. This type of blog is aimed at the promotion of everything that is wrong, under the pretence of something Catholic being found in it. From obscene TV series to pop singers, and from tattooes to drug use, everyone and everything teaches something valuable to someone. There's something deeply Catholic in Lou Reed, you know… Obviously there is no crisis in the Church, merely untapped possibilities.
4. The “middle of the way” blog. This is the “moderate” catholic blog managing to do everything wrong under the pretence of meaning well. Premarital sex is not a mortal sin, but an “immature choice” one should “openly discuss” with his children, and being “gay” is something that “invites” us to be “more welcoming” as we “reflect” on the Catholic “plan” for that person. It is as if the blogger drew a line in the sand and then positioned himself half a micron on the right side, lest people think they are rigid.
5. The “fake conservative blog”. This blog is written by someone who does not claim that there is no “issue” with the modern church, but wants you to know that the Traditionalist reaction is “bigoted” and “backwards”. We need to “engage”, and positions of “closure” do not lead anywhere. This blogger type will also throw around accusations of intolerance like they are confetti, normally not understanding the irony and implied contradiction.
If you think of your favourite bad “c”atholic blog you will find, methinks, one of more of these types reflected.
Then there are the good blogs. Which ones are they?
The intolerant, “homophobic” (read: Catholic) and “bigoted” ones. The ones of those who write that there is a crisis in the Church, that V II is at the root of it, and that everyone who tells you otherwise is gravely deluded, outright dumb, a covert enemy of the Church, a public sinner or a not-so-covert pervert.
The Catholic blogosphere explained in one blog post. A not one shade of inclusiveness.
Today is the fifth anniversary of that fateful day, in which Pope Benedict XVI announced his intention to abdicate at the end of the month and make way for a more vigorous Pope.
Benedict's Pontificate had been, Summa Summarum, more Catholic than JP II's, particularly because of the historic Summorum Pontificum. Therefore, I then believed in the honest, straight narrative of a Pope who feels that his strength is leaving him and, remembering the last sad tears of JP's Pontificate, decided to make way for a more energetic man, confident that the Conclave he was about to leave would lead to the election of a man continuing on his path, a Benedict XVII so to speak.
This reading still makes, if you ask me, the most sense. However, the past five years have not helped the man to rise in my, or many others', estimation. Actually, if I were the man I would now be rather scared for my salvation.
Benedict The Emeritus has disappointed in many ways. One can mention here:
1. The at least two interviews – two were really brutal and I have written about them; there were other minor occasions – in which Benedict approved of Francis' work and expressed himself in glowing terms concerning his Pontificate.
2. The failure to do what he said he would do: retire to a life of prayer and contemplation. It seems nowadays not even nonagenarian Popes can resist the temptation of frequent interviews and photo-ops, with or without Bierkrug.
3. The failure to condemn Pope Francis when it became clear that the pontificate was steering towards aggressive heresy. In particular, his silence concerning Amoris Laetitia and the many heresies and blasphemies therein contained – something a theologian like him must see with extreme clarity – is most shocking from one who claims to still keep the title of former Pope, and therefore maintains that he is still way more than just another bishop.
4. The strange neo-Catholic thinking and reference to his, apparently, imminent salvation (about which doubts are more than justified). That a Pope who decided to abdicate does not approach his impending death, at least publicly, with fear and trembling tells you all you need to know about V II and the massacre of sound Catholic thinking.
I certainly forget a lot.
In general, the man gives the impression of being not a leader, but a follower. In true German fashion, he has marched to the drum of V II without much regard for the ruins he saw around him. When it became clear to him that Francis' course was a much more brutal incarnation of V II that he could ever imagine, he decided to toe the party line and promote this new, inspired version of V II, instead of using his unique position to try to give witness for proper Catholicism.
Granted: countless bishops and Cardinals have done the same. But much fewer have given glowing interviews about Francis, and no one of them has insisted on being called Pontiff Emeritus.
Benedict is, I think, about to get into history as a tragic, pathetic figure. Too weak to be an effective Pope, too naive to see Francis coming as a result of his many disgraceful episcopal and cardinalatian appointments, too cowardly and gregarious to denounce the disaster unfolding under his eyes, and even praising Nero whilst Rome burns.
Now, in his last legs, the recent, disquieting public announcement of his own impending salvation; which is what V II does to you if you allow it to work on you for 60 years.
Famous actor Kevin Spacey has been taken down by, basically, one man. His snowball was enough to cause a landslide, and the man was gone. Several other cases started in the same way, with *one* credible accuser.
This is why your humble correspondent wonders how long it will be until the same happen for the one or other – or for several – of our more or less prominent and very vocal clergymen heavily, and I mean heavily, suspected of homosexuality and practiced sodomy.
Father Martin, Father Rosica, and Archbishop Paglia immediately come to mind, but there sure are many others and I do not think people like Cardinals Coccopalmerio, Schoenborn, or Woelki above suspicion in any way. How many are working in the shadows only God knows.
It is time for a #himtoo movement, where former seminarian colleagues of, or people in any way associated with, these not so gentle men dare to defy the wall of intimidation they obviously try to erect around themselves, and expose not episodes of heretical preaching and behaviour (which are richly documented for countless priests and prelates), but single episodes of homosexual behaviour without regard for the offender being a priest, a Monsignor, a Bishop, a Cardinal or, as it is perfectly legitimate to suspect, the Pope himself.
We need courageous priests to get rid of at least the worst of this filth.
I understand it is not easy, but souls are at stake.
Well, when even the Catholic Herald throws you under the bus, you know you are really in trouble.
Please read the entire article, which seems pretty well-written to me. The most important parts are, however, below:
At this point, there are four possibilities: Collins and Cruz are both lying about the letter; Cardinal O’Malley gravely misrepresented the diligence with which he discharged his promise to deliver it directly to Pope Francis (though Collins has expressed full confidence in him on several occasions); Pope Francis received the letter and did not read it; Pope Francis received it and read it, only to forget about it.
Yep. And as no one believes the first two hypotheses, and the other two are devastating in their show of Francis’ arrogance and disregard of the plight of the afflicted, “it is very bad indeed”.
Even more illuminating is the last part of the article, which is at the same time an indictment and a drawing of conclusions:
The known facts of this case and others constitutive of Pope Francis’s record in these regards bespeak a style of governance in which the man at the top is more inclined to listen to fellow clerics, than to victims: to believe bishops – ones with skin in the game, to boot – over laity who bring credible allegations of clerical misbehaviour; to trust his own “gut instinct” even when it is informed by the opinion of interested parties, and to compound this imprudence with the self-delusion of self-reliance in these regards; to believe he can manage the crisis of clerical sexual abuse by way of gimmicks like the powerless Commission for the Protection of Minors he set up between 2014 and 2015 before ignoring it and allowing it to expire; to blame underlings and hide behind cavils of law, rather than face the filth in the Church squarely and fight it without ruth or stint.
This is a pity portrait of the man we have learned to know and hate in the past years. It is, also, the way the most important Catholic publication in the UK states urbi et orbi that they are fed up with the man’s antics, and refuse to try to cover him or provide justifications that, evidently, can’t be found.
What is the takeaway of all this, according to the Herald? Is is that
a candid mind would not be incapable of concluding that Pope Francis is not only part of the problem, but that he is the problem.
Francis’ papacy is burning, and it is the duty of every decent Catholic to take stand for Catholicism, and contribute to the excoriation of this disgraceful Pontificate.
Join the fight, and bring your own petrol canister and matches.
Let us show everyone – Catholic or not, believer or not – how angry we true Catholics are.
Some of the events I had forgotten, some others I did not know.
Boy, this is impressive, and not in a good way.
Kudos to Fr Ray Blake for the guts.
I would like to tell you that the way Francis is, with his own hands, destroying his pontificate fills me with sadness. Alas, I never was the one for the soppy phrases.
I have been saying for years now that, once clear that this Pontificate is of the devil, it is good for the papacy and for the Church that this pontificate implodes. What I was not expecting is that this Pope – whom I have never considered a genius anyway; rather the contrary – would be so unbelievably dumb to shoot himself in the gonads with the energy he is showing, for all the world to see.
Francis is, basically, attacking his own pontificate on several fronts. His Chinese wholesale of the entire Church in China to his favourite people – the Communists – comes at the exact same time that he is exposed as a gross liar – raise his hand who believes that Cardinal O'Malley, not Francis, is lying…. – and a shameless protector of his friends, just as the number of powerful homos within the hierarchy becomes larger and more embarrassing.
I dare here to formulate three hypotheses, and I would be very surprised if no one would apply:
1. The man is stupid, childish and arrogant; to the point that he does not even understand that his homo antics and his erotic attraction for socialism, environmentalism and income redistribution will end up destroying his papacy.
2. He is a homo, blackmailed by other homos into espousing the perverts' agenda, and possibly also encouraged – provided he needs any encouragement – to further an anti-Catholic agenda in other matters to make the homo plan more easily digestible.
3. He has other secrets, not of perverted nature, and he is blackmailed by the homo lobby into number 2 through them.
Be it as it may, this papacy is now rapidly becoming Francisgeddon, as I do not remember a single name of a world personality who, once targeted by the entire planet for being an a better of pedophilia, managed to get out of trouble by crying “Environment!” Or “Inequality!”
Paedophilia is the last taboo of the taboo less society.
Francis has doomed his Pontificate with his very own hands.
A strange phenomenon has been happening in the last days.
Francis' Papacy has been plunged in its most dramatic crisis since that disgraceful day in March 2013 not by his support for adultery, his attacks on the sacraments, his airing and abetting of homosexual priests, or his thousand blasphemies and heresies, but by one of the few issues by which the Catholic mind and the secular one both react in a strong way: the cover-up of child abuse.
It would be ironic indeed if a Pope so entirely married to the secular world were to be taken down by the same world he so eagerly tried to please, and for one of the few remaining behaviour which the secular world still manages to condemn.
I hope they cut him to pieces, pieces so little that you can make bolognese with him. And I think we all should help in making this happen.
In your blog, in your comments, in your tweets and Facebook entries, shoot on this man without mercy: he deserves none of it, and the sooner he is made mincemeat of by all kind of both Catholics and secular outlets, the better for the Church and all of us.
Put the guy through your very own keyboard meat grinder. This is what he has deserved.
Cardinal Marx is on record with one of the most satanical attacks to Holy Mother Church ever perpetrated by one of his members in 2000 years. Why the man is still allowed to exercise his priestly ministry is beyond me. This man should be defrocked yesterday.
Cardinal Marx proposes a do-it-yourself theology concerning the “blessing” of “homosexual couples”: the local priests looks at the two fags – or dykes – in question and decides whether the “circumstances” of their case (just thinking here: they help the Polar Bear Cub, and are oh so nice) justify their “union” receiving a “blessing”.
I so miss the Inquisition.
The do-it-yourself theology that the Cardinal is proposing is, very clearly, a proposal of complete and utter demolition of Catholic theology and, with it, of the Catholic Church, because even a retarded Aleteia reader understands that this equates to a free-for-all where every parish priest decides what goes and what not, and to what extent every kind of public scandal and obvious immorality can be “blessed”.
This is not even the proposal of the foundation of a new religion. This is the proposal of the foundation of as many new religions are there are parishes, with the advantage of continuing to collect the Kirchensteuer to the tune of billions of euro a year.
Cardinal Marx is every inch an enemy of Christ and His Church as the eponymous Karl. He is merely proposing to destroy the Church from the inside. As they say: Nomen Omen, “(in the) name (is the) destiny”.
Actually, if Karl Marx himself had become a Cardinal, it is difficult to think of a more efficient way of proposing the complete destruction of the Church.
But I am being silly here. In Karl Marx' time there was no Aggiornamento, no interreligious dialogue, no strange discernment and there were Catholic Cardinals.
Cardinal Marx must have lost the faith not years, but decades ago.
Every day this is allowed to continue as a priest is a shame for the Church.
When I was a child (many, many years ago) the only shops you saw open on a Sunday where a restricted number of purveyors of everyday goods, or goods serving the social needs of the Sunday.
Sunday was the day of family visits; therefore, the pasticcerie (the French say patisserie) were open as cakes and assorted sweets were typically bought for the occasion. Places called bar (an Italian institution not comparable to anything I have seen abroad) were also open. They had generally more than one licence, and many of them sold a variety of goods ranging from cigarettes to alcohol in bottle, to dairy product and alcohol on the premises (at the, well, bar). Some of them were also rosticcerie (French: rotisserie) and/or pasticcerie, but I honestly can't remember whether the rosticceria part of the business was allowed to open on a Sunday, I'd rather say not.
Then there was another institution always open on a Sunday morning: the newsagents, as it would have been utterly cruel to leave the Country without the latest news concerning the football games in the afternoon. The reading of the newspaper and discussion about the choices for the afternoon were the object of typically animated discussions among friends of all ages. It was, well, all very Italian; though at the time it was, to me, simply normal.
In the afternoon everything was closed and the entire nation resembled a place under curfew.
It was all very intelligently made. It made profound sense. It was highly efficient. It was, in a word, Catholic.
Catholics aren't Puritans. To them, Sunday is a day for worship and celebration, joy of life, innocent fun. Therefore, sports games were played on a Sunday. I remember my shock at hearing that in, say, England, football was played on a Saturday, because Sunday would not have been appropriate. France, Spain, all other Catholic Countries followed, if memory serves, the Italian (actually, Catholic) system to a man.
The rules about Sunday shop opening followed this intelligent Weltanschauung : you could buy a newspaper for yourself and Topolino (Walt Disney cartoons) for your children; you could buy pastarelle in the omnipresent pasticcerie for your family and in-laws, to be eaten at lunch after abundant roast or lasagne with all the enlarged family. You could grab some milk whilst you were there. Even the occasional bottle of Cognac would have been available in a pinch, though it was invariably more expensive than in the grocery store (which was, though, always closed). Restaurants were, in many cases, open, again mainly in order to cater to the needs of families. But as a rule, you could buy or use a lot of what you could need on a Sunday and nothing that you didn't.
Blessed times of common sense and sanity!
In those days, the idea of buying your groceries, or an ironing table, or a TV set on a Sunday would have been considered most certainly off, and very probably impious (we don't know, because the possibility wasn't there). Sunday was there for worship, family, and fun. The shop opening laws reflected this, and aimed at allowing the biggest possible number to enjoy their day whilst making essential services available, for a limited time, to everyone.
It made, again, sense. It was the proper way to organise a Catholic Country. In turn, it helped the Country to keep its Catholicism alive and kicking.
Poland is now about to phase in Sunday opening legislation, restricting the way and hours in which shops are open. When I read it, memories of sunny Sundays, newspapers after church, loud football discussions and visit to – or visits from – a half army of relatives – followed by big lunches and big discussions until the football took every male's attention – became very present for a moment.
It was a happier time. More serene, more balanced, more natural. More Christian, too.
It is good to see that, in the afternoon of my life, it is the former Communist Countries that now try to come back to those sunny morning, and to that more Christian life.
I generally avoid making names when criticising other (more or less) Catholic blogs and writers, and I will do the same this time. I leave it to the discernment of the reader to draw their general conclusions (both in particular and in general) from what I am about to write.
I have a special sort of allergy for those fake “c”atholic, confused, “let’s see where the “spirit” drives me today”-blogs which are at the same time pompous, self-centred and distinctly unCatholic.
Catholicism can never be reinvented. Experience shows that it cannot be “updated” (update in Italian is “aggiornamento”) without causing extremely grave damage. It does not even need to be polished. The only thing that Catholicism needs is to be learned, accepted in toto, and defended in season and out of season.
More in general, Catholicism is never about you, nor is any sane person that does not sleep in your bed or in its near proximity really interested in how you feel today. Much less will any sane Catholic care a straw about what strange new interpretation of – actually – very easy things you are concocting right now.
I remember a CINO blogger who, on the day Amoris Laetitia was released, enthusiastically embraced the novelty, actually coming to the point of wondering how much the Church still has to travel on the way to “understanding” where
Satan (cough) the “Spirit” is leading Her. Alas, she was too fast, and the tidal wave of criticism promptly caused by that demonic work suggested to her more cautious tones in the future.
This particular episode is emblematic of so much of CINO blog and journalistic activity. They don’t “get” Catholicism, because they do not submit to it. They treat their religion like they treat their own political party. They ponder about what might have been wrong until today within the Church and what (and it is a lot) has to change as if they discussed the pros and cons of a low-carb diet, or of a new type of exercise routine. They think that truth changes and, most stupidly of all, that this rather fickle, imaginary “spirit” has chosen them to be a vehicle for the spreading of, no less, a new and improved truth.
Listen, CINO blogger or journalist: in Catholic matters the surest indication of what is right is what your devout grand-grandmother would have thought right, and you will discover that your grand-grandmother was actually pretty well-aligned with all the old encyclical letters, catechisms, and other learning material we have received from past ages. There is nothing to innovate, nothing to add, nothing to take away. Any fantasy of a “spirit” leading us to some “new truth” is satanical delusion and willed, mortally sinful, self-deception.
Yes, your grand-grandmother possibly had less fun in bed than many XXI century women; but then again she lived a far better, wholesome, more serene life than the absolutely vast majority of women today; and she died at peace with the Lord, which is the most important part. Yes, your grand-grandmother did not care a straw for “inclusion” of perverts, but this was because she was Catholic. Yes, your grand-grandmother was possibly not even allowed to vote; but this was never an obstacle to her being a blessing to her loved ones and friends, a precious counsel to her husband and leader, and a loyal servant of Christ.
One of those fake-orthodoxy-cum-modern-times blog has just closed, apparently because of the “spirit”.
A blog that confuses the truths of always with the fads of today has not deserved to be called a Catholic blog; and those who write and spread such rubbish imperil their soul.