Category Archives: Catholicism

Francis Failed Because He Is Stupid

Pope Francis is here seen having lunch.

Now four and a half years in his Pontificate, Pope Francis has irreparably ruined his reputation and legacy, sinking in a pit of moral relativism, outright assorted heresies and social activism with a strong Communist streak from which he will never be able to emerge. You see this, well, everywhere, with only the usual suspects still cheerleading for a man who is becoming more embarrassing by the day.

The Correction, if seriously made, would have nuked this papacy. But even without it the failure is staggering. If even three years ago you would find a minority of voices criticising Francis, the Catholic Resistance movement has now become so massive that even the notoriously lethargic and disconnected FrancisChurch PR machinery acknowledges, in so many words, that they have lost the war for the hearts and minds of the average Catholic. What they have is the adulterers, the homosexuals, the atheists, the leftists of all sorts, and some Muslims.

On noticing that the message was causing widespread resistance, a smarter guy would have toned down the rhetoric a lot, being content to only disseminate an error here and there amidst many episodes of orthodoxy.

Francis is, sadly for him and luckily for us, not a smart guy. He is stubborn, petty, childish and, most of all, stupid. Therefore, as he saw his Pontificate deflate like a soufflé gone wrong he did not put his foot on the brake, but on the gas pedal, showing the typical attitude of the three-years-old who wants to impose new ball game rules on his companions because he has the ball.

Interview followed interview. Outrage followed outrage. Insult followed insult. Heresy followed heresy. As Francis saw his initial patrimony of good will evaporate he reacted like an idiotic child would: more logorrhoea, more outrage, more insults, more heresy.

Well done, Evil Clown! You have managed to let even the slow-witted understand what an enemy of Christ you are.

I am afraid we might not be so happy with the next V II job holder. But one can always hope that after this unmitigated disaster the Cardinals will be inspired to go with a safer pair of hand; and, by God's grace and a bit of conversion, this one might prove a pleasant surprise in the end.

M

 

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One Year Of Faint Meowing (At Best)

Heroic meowing...

It will soon be one year. Not, mind, one year from the infamous publication of the infamous Fornicationis Laetitia. No. One year from an extremely belated request of “clarification” in the form of “Dubia”. An instrument which, weak as it was, would have been sufficient to unleash hell around Pope Francis' pontificate, if the barking had been followed by the biting. As it turned out, and as I write this, the marbles for it were and are just not there.

The faint meowing of the Dubia was followed by… nothing.

And more nothing.

At some point, some more meowing was made public, with the Cardinals (at that point all of them alive) asking a heretical Pope why oh why he does not receive them to allow them to respectfully discuss his heresy. Truly, these people make the first, pre-Gandalf Theoden look like a fearless warrior.

At this point, it is anyone's guess whether something resembling a censure of the Pope will be ever published at all by the two surviving kitten (two of them have gone to their judgment without acting; may the Lord have mercy on their souls).

My take is that at some point we will get – when the two surviving Cardinals have gathered the necessary courage – nothing more than an explanation of what the Church teaches, without any censure of or warning to the Pope, and without any demand that he puts an end to this confusion.

This would be a very little improvement on the total catastrophe of total silence; but would still fall well short of what is required: the denunciation of the paper as heretic, and the warning that the Pope will be declared such unless he recants.

If I want to know what the Church teaches concerning marriage I do not need Cardinal Burke or Brandmüller. The teaching is universally known. What is necessary is the open condemnation of a document going frontally against it, and – if the man does not backpedal – of the man who answers for the document.

Everything else would be very faint meowing, only able to satisfy the most childish Pollyannas.

Count me out, please.

M

 

Rebellion

The so-called Deuterocanonical Books are seven books of the Old Testament which were not originally written in Hebraic, but in Greek. However, they were considered by the Jews themselves to be part of the body of Sacred Scripture. Their acceptance was a fact at the time of Christ, and Our Lord never challenged their authenticity. This is why, for fifteen Centuries, all Christian counted 46 books in the Old Testament, including the Deuterocanonical (“second canon”) seven ones.

Then a sex-obsessed German Heresiarch showed up, and – I think, mainly because not liking the content of some of these books – decided to expunge the Old Testament of them.

I do not know – and do not care – whether Luther had at his disposal the historical facts about the Deuterocanonical Books. Faith is not based on historical research. It is based on the acceptance of truths handed down to us by the generations before us.

Luther showed, by daring to even tamper with the Bible, a stunning degree of rebellion, a willingness to discard what fifty generations before him had never had a problem accepting. Mind blowing rebellion, sheepishly perpetuated to this day by those born of Protestants – less and less, one must say – and unquestioningly accepting the mutilation of Sacred Scripture. Which they must do, lest they start questioning the entire Protestant mindset in the first place.

This is all bad enough. But I wonder if it is so different – though the methods are adapted – to the attitude of those who, within the Church, dare to tell us exactly the same thing: that what sixty-five generations of Catholics have believed must now be discarded. You see this in the constant perverted preaching of Father Jeanine Martin, Society of Fags, or in Pope's Francis obvious symphaty with every form of Statalism, Socialism or Communism that happens to cross his rather dull mind.

At the root of all is rebellion, refusal to accept truth handed down to us.

Luther, Francis and Father James “Elton” Martin, Society of Fags, aren't much different after all.

M

 

Christianity At Work

I do not wish many people dead, and certainly I do not wish anyone dead for personal reasons, which would be a mortal sin.

Those I wish dead are those whose death would be of great advantage for the cause of Christianity, or even only of sanity. Three SCOTUS justices certainly come to mind (they are allowed to resign first, as far as I am concerned; but I would love to hear the news of their death every day) as does a fat woman living in Berlin. However, of no one I wish death more keenly than of our Ass In Chief, Haereticus Maximus, and outright Evil Clown, Pope Francis. Not out of personal hatred (though I hate and despise the man, no doubt about that), but out of hope that his death would usher in sanity again.

However, I still wish the man salvation. I still pray for him on occasion, and when he angers me most is when I am more keenly reminded to pray for the guy. Because this is what we are: we pray for our enemies, and we wish them repentance and salvation no matter what unspeakable bastards they are.

To pray for the enemies of Christianity – of whom the Evil Clown is nowadays undoubtedly number one – is not in any way a condoning of their acts; it's a humble reminder to ourselves that our Christian duty does not have a limit of bastard-ness, and extends to everyone.

Everyone has an eternal soul of infinite value; even a despicable, evil man like Francis. And of everyone we should wish that his soul is saved, and spared the torments of hell no matter how big his crimes. Of course, in order to do this this soul would have to convert and become one of us. And if this happens, who would not wish the poor soul the company of God one day?

Pray for your enemies. Pray for the enemies of Christ even as you wish them dead.

Life is but a spark, but the soul is everlasting.

M

 

Terrorists Are Not What They Used To Be

The last terrorist attack in London caused… 22 hospitalised people at last count. Knowing this Country, I suspect this includes everyone with a bruised toe.

I cannot but notice that, once again, the London population realises what an excellent work the security forces are doing, neutralising all but very few, and perhaps the most stupid attempts; which, being amateurish, can more easily be planned and executed fast, outside of the security radar.

Mind, though, that what is now sporadic terrorist violence, and can still be controlled, will be much more difficult to control when the number of Mohammedans grows and the episodes of violence become too frequent to be effectively controlled. Then it will be, at some point, open fight, and I am not sorry to say that the White Man will crush the posterior of the Brown Invader, as they have always done in the last many centuries.

Not without countless deaths, though, and widely spread violence. A violence we are attracting with our own stupidity, and which will make every suffering inflicted on us self-inflicted, and therefore amply deserved.

Terrorists are not what they used to be. The security services are doing sterling work. But you can't avoid civil wars simply with security services: when the tipping point has been reached, it's open, violent confrontation.

Often, in history, vast upheavals have been considered improbable merely years before they happened: the French Revolution and the Spanish Civil War are two well-known examples, right in the middle of Europe.

Our own stupidity might be preparing a horrible, possibly continental civil war for our children. A civil war I do not doubt we would win; but a completely avoidable one, brought on us by our own stupidity.

M

 

The North Korean Papacy

At Gloria TV (can't access the link now) the great Reto Nay incinerates the stupid Francispropaganda spouted by the Osservatore Romano; a litany of absurd compliments redolent of old and contemporary Communist propaganda.

You may think that Francis is smarter than that. But I actually think he isn't. I think events like this are further evidence of what an idiot he is.

An idiot surrounds himself with yesmen. Francis has put them at work at the Osservatore Romano as well as everywhere else.

An idiot will be influenced by adulation and flattering. Francis, who has been begging for attention and craving applause since day 1 of his disgraceful Pontificate, is obviously very sensitive to it.

An idiot will not recognise other idiots as such. Actually, he is likely to judge them “as smart as he is”. The unsigned author of the article blasted by Father Nay is, very clearly, of limited intelligence, and so is the editor allowing such a joke to merit publication.

Idiots praising idiots, and thinking the readers are idiots. This is what is happening.

But then something else is also happening: after four and a half years of Francis, it is clear that he has failed. It does not matter how much damage he causes around him, the entire world by now recognises that true Catholics despise him. The phenomenon is, in fact, so evident that not even the Vatican denies it.

This failing on a North Korean scale causes, in the idiots I have just mentioned, a North Korean reaction: boundless praise and adoration for the Great Humble Guide. However, the North Korean Government controls to almost 100% the flow of information and can put this tactics to a profitable use. The Osservatore Romano operates in a free world, and the only result they will achieve is ridicule and laughter.

Francis surrounds himself with homos, idiots, yesmen and heretics of all sort.

As they say, similibus similibus sulvuntur .

 

The Sodomisation Of The UK

The only faggots that should be allowed on ads

You see them more and more often: “family” ads where the “family” is constituted by two fags, or two dikes. Tesco has them, and TalkTalk. No doubt there are others I have forgotten or not noticed.

I don't think it has to do with ideology. I think it more likely that it has to do with the gender terror imposed on UK corporations, with the Gaystapo threatening retaliation if they do not help them to smuggle themselves as normal, grow the children in an atmosphere or perversion and get near the “vulnerable” youth. Those companies, probably run by people largely indifferent to religion, prefer to cave in and let the perverts be perverts.

Theresa May's so-called Conservative Government does not seem to care. No one, in fact, apart from perverts, seems to care for the fact that an entire generation of British children is growing in a world that wants them to see sexual perversion as something normal.

It truly is a quest for self destruction, a cupio dissolvi of the Christian West that already sees a Muslim mayor in London and Mohammed as the most popular name for a child, even as those who are supposed to be Christian regress into the habits and the abomination of heathen.

When all this ends, only God knows. In the meantime I thank God for my strong faith, and let's hope I manage to give some strenght to others.

M

 

Steve Bannon And Common Sense Are Right

 

If we lived in sane times, controversies like this one would never happen. But we don’t, so they do.

Bannon is right on the money is mentioning the… money as the cause of the oh so social attitude of our disgraceful bishops. However, I would add another component that seems to me to be a very important factor in what we see happening in the Church all over the West: loss of faith.

A Bishop who has faith is not afraid of speaking the inconvenient truth. A Bishop who has lost his faith easily – almost automatically – defaults into do-goodism and bleeding heart attitude. This drift is, in itself, not about money. It is about the search of a role in society and a measure of self-esteem for a person who does not believe in hell and heaven anymore – or has neutered this belief to make it comfortable for him – and is now in need of being appreciated by the also tepid believers in the pews, and by the man in the mirror. 

This phenomenon is not new. I once read a shocking fact: Angela Merkel’s father was a Protestant preacher/missionary who, after WW II, chose to live in the Russian Occupied territory that had become the German Democratic Republic because…. he found the Communist project more Christian than Western Capitalism. When the wall came up and those who were in the East were condemned to stay there, turned out this idiot condemned his entire family to a life under a communist tyranny. This is how stupid these people can be, and this would never have happened if Father Merkel had kept his Christian faith.

By the way, this also shows that the apple does not fall far from the tree, as the culona inchiavabile* Merkel dabs in this anti-Christian, anti-Western do-goodism just like papa.

However, Steve Bannon does not say anything original. He speaks to common sense. Everyone can see that the bishops’ message just does not square with common thinking and with traditional Catholicism. Nowhere has it ever been said that national boundaries are unjust, and everyone – and most of all infidels – must be allowed in just for the asking, or because they are very good at massacring each other (which they undoubtedly are). This nonsense is just not the religion of our forefathers, it’s the new religion of the faithless.

It is evident to my cat that these people are losing customers like they are selling old smartphones, and are also looking for an easy way to get other people in the pews, whose children they can ruin. It’s the vicious circle of faithlessness, permanently looking for  more victims.  

It is time to expose these faithless clown for what they are: prostitutes to their own misguided conscience and the money from the Great Government Tit, who try to look good at your children’s and God’s expense.

Give me that old religion, instead of these mediocre politicians.

By the way: Bannon would make an excellent bishop. Better than almost anyone of them.

M

*© Silvio Berlusconi

 

 

 

 

The Height Of Unbelief

Here, Francis is seen waiting to be received by the psychoanalyst

Being the tolerant, flexible guy I am I understand that someone who is poorly instructed and is not graced with a strong faith may recur to the services of a psychoanalyst . This is the common knowledge, “what people do”, particularly if they have the resources.

However, a person with a better degree of instruction will understand the profoundly subversive (or plain disgusting) roots of Freudian thinking, the system of belief behind most of modern psychoanalysis.

Similarly, a person with a well-rooted faith will, without needing any instruction about the workings of psychoanalysis, automatically look to his faith, not to a strange professional , for the solution of the problems afflicting him.

It is, therefore, quite revealing of the man that Bergoglio would, without any shame, candidly confess that he has himself, whilst in a position of authority within his Jesuit order, recur to the services of such a professional.

Besides the obvious question of how the heck a person with a vow of poverty decides he can spend the money of his Order – which appears the most likely scenario – for pastimes like this one (certainly not cheap in Argentina, just as everywhere else), the more direct question is: how on earth can a man who has supposedly gone through several years of theological studies and spiritual exercises even think of sitting on a psychoanalyst 's couch?

The answer is obvious: because he never had any spiritual mind, and never had any serious theological formation, probably despising even the little that could make its way into his rarher thick cabeza.

This here is the reality of Jorge Bergoglio: a faithless, boorish ass so ignorant that he does not even understand how he embarrasses himself exposing his utter lack of any spiritual attitude or theological formation.

By the by, this admission of visiting a psychoanalyst might explain his abstruse reasoning about the “need for security” and such like claptrap: I bet my pint some guy told him that religious faith is for people wanting to cling to security, and he now spouts that out day in and day out to insult those who, unlike him, actually believe in God.

When this unspeakable ass dies is not one day too soon.

M

 

 

The Charge Of Rees-Mogg

I have already written about Jacob Rees-Mogg, the U.K. “Honourable Member For The XVIII Century”.

Rees-Mogg has stunned, stunned observers and political personnel by going to a popular morning TV show and clearly expressing his opposition to both so-called gay marriage and abortion.

The man is, so to speak, “officially unofficially” running for PM. It is inconceivable that his words were not planned or well-reflected beforehand. I do not recall any UK politician in such a position making such unequivocal statements on such matters.

I am now arming myself with the usual dose of cynicism and awaiting the probable distinguos and back-pedalling following the predictable storm that ensued, with the apostles of tolerance all showing great intolerance for the otherwise thinking.

I do not want to even begin to hope that God might have graced us with a man who, posed in front of the choice between his faith and his career, unhesitatingly and vocally chooses the first. Even if he does not make it to PM, it would be such a beautiful gesture that it would be written in heaven forever, and it would give to those sincere Catholics still remaining the warm feeling of knowing that someone still puts Christ first.

Congratulations again to the Honourable Member For The XVIII Century. May your faith keep you on the straight and narrow and, with God's grace, make of you a weapon for Christ in the XXI Century.

M

 

Francis, The Heretical Attention Whore

In an unprecedented attack to everything that is Catholic, the Evil Clown has inflicted on the Catholic world a 450-page book (even the title goes on forever) which, from what has transpired up to now, reads like a Manual For Heretics.

The espousing of a completely secular mentality is so complete, so extreme, so obvious that it cannot but take the breath away even of those who, like us, have been denouncing this disgraceful Pope as heretical for years.

Now even the semblance of decency is going away. Francis is more and more uncomfortable even with trying to save appearances. This is all-out heretical attention whoring.

What times are we living in. A reigning Pope openly, brazenly attacking Catholicism at every step! Are there words too strong to condemn him?

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I reflect on all this, and wait to calm down. And then I think: why shouldn't he?

That he is a heretical bastard, we knew. That he is a damn Proto-Commie, we did not have any doubt. That he hates everything Catholicism represents, was abundantly clear. And where is the resistance? How many bishops and Cardinals have denounced his heresies? Who among the hierarchy has ever challenged him? Would this latest book have been published if the Four Kitten had officially condemned Amoris Laetitia many months ago?

Take a damn communist bastard and make him Pope. Then let him to on unpunished and unchallenged for four and a half year. What you have is the situation we are living today.

Every time that this Pontificate reveals itself as even more monstrous than we had thought possible the day before, the vastness of the insult to God caused by Vatican II reveals itself in an even more sinister light. The scale of Francis' madness teaches us the scale of the V II's madness. It also condemns in increasingly stronger terms the weakness and complicity of all those (Burke and Ratzinger not excluded) who still pretend that there is something good in damn Vatican II.

Francis is the deformed, grotesque creature generated by a blasphemous revolutionary movement. This revolution is, now, also eating his children, with an immense number of Sixty-Eight Catholics clearly marching towards hell in front of our terrified, but still lucid eyes.

We are living an Age of Madness, a fitting punishment for the madness of our forefathers' revolt and our own added sinfulness. If the heretical whore on the Throne of Peter does not persuade you of the utter wickedness of the entire Vatican II movement, you are prime Reprobation material. If you still think that those cowardly bishops and cardinals are being good, or even courageous, because of their faint meowing you aren't much better. Accomplices and enablers, all of them.

Thank the Lord that, in His Mercy, He is making it so easy to understand what is happening. Sad and maddening as the situation is, draw some consolation from the obvious unmasking of the lies, from the official outing of the heresy.

The time has come, long ago already, for a Council that deposes this miserable, vulgar, unspeakable bastard and puts a Catholic Pope in his place. This is what should happen, whether it does or not. The Church will survive in both cases, so don't take refuge in strange fantasies to explain why the Pope is not deposed. The Pope is not deposed because the Lord is punishing us – but also instructing us – with a deformed head of the deformed church V II has created.

M

 

 

And Then They Were Two

Two down, two to go..

The sad news of the death of Cardinal Caffarra is another reminder that whilst Cardinals wait, souls – including their own – go to their judgment.

Cardinal Caffarra was, of the four, the one I liked most. He was very vocal on several occasions, but to my knowledge he never produced himself in grandstanding for which he never had the stones to follow through (yes, talking of Burke here). He was also the one who published the last, pathetic meowing of all the four Cardinals, complaining that the Pope does not want to see them. And then he was, of course, Italian.

Of the four kitten he was, probably, the most cutely aggressive.

However, one thing is clear: another one has died and gone to his judgment without doing what his job required of him, that is: denouncing the obvious heresy of Amoris Laetitia.

Note to self and us all: we can think that there is time, but we never know. It is not for us to decide when the final calls comes. As a Cardinal, it is utter madness to run the risk of appearing in front of the Creator with the extremely grave burden of having … merely meowed in the seventeen months since the release of Amoris Laetitia.

Note to the 88 years old Cardinal Brandmueller: tick, tock….

Today's rosary is for the deceased Cardinal. I hope the Lord had mercy on him and allowed him the grace of final repentance.

But it still makes me shiver to think what terrible Divine message could be hiding behind the death of the two: the righteous wrath of a just Lord against Cardinals of whom much was expected, and who could defend Him only in the meowing.

M

 

L’Oreal: Because He’s Racist.

Because they are Trannies

 

 

The well-known beauty firm L'Oreal hires a trannie (you read correctly) to represent their products. Then they fire him when sick statements of the man (in the Breitbart article constantly referred to as “they”, either out of political correctness or referring to his schizophrenia, one of the two) stating that all Whites are racist or profit from racism are made public.

Not happy, the troubled guy went on to say that the “persecuted” minority should be pulled up from the bottom of the pyramid and put at the top, just like that, because of the colour of their skin.

A lazier, more racist and more entitled mentally disturbed black guy was never seen breathing.

This should be (but it won't) a lesson for L'Oreal: apart from killing their image of beauty and femininity by giving ad space to a man, however similar he was made to a woman, they expose themselves to all kind of bad publicity when these people show who they are: deeply troubled individuals who should receive medical attention in specially built hospitals rather than being made examples for the rest of us.

M

 

Sic Transit Gloria Mundi

Cardinal Murphy O'Connor has departed this vale of tears during the weekend. The Evil Clown himself, who isn't very fast in remembering the plight of persecuted Christians, was not slow at all in letting us know how saddened he is.

He bloody well knows why.

CMOC was a prominent member of the so-called St. Gallen Mafia, the group of prominent prelates who helped Bergoglio to position himself for the 2013 Conclave. No, I do not think for a second that this made the election invalid, and only in kindergarten can children believe that this kind of positioning does not take place all the time (and even more intensely so in the past, when “transition Popes”, expected to reign for only months or maximum a year or two, made the positioning and PR game a permanent one; and I will ignore the bribes and exchange of favours out of the charity of my heart).

What I am thinking is this: that this powerful man, once able to influence papal election, is now dust.

What is worth, now, the knowledge of being one of the Big Whigs? What has remained of the satisfaction of knowing that one's own prestige and influence with the wrong people has led to the desired outcome even without him taking part in the Conclave? What use is the knowledge that a Pope himself will express one's sadness at one's demise, when the Judgment will be faster than that?

CMOC had, of course, all the time in the world to repent, as his knowledge that he was dying of cancer put him, by God's grace, in a much more favourable position than, say, Cardinal Meisner, who appears to have simply dropped dead, without even seeing it coming. (Like Saul Alinsky. Just saying…).

However, the great grace of knowing that one's last hour is approaching is only useful if one has the right faith. If one thinks that there is no God at all, or a kindergarten version of one (as Meisner clearly indicated in interviews before he died), then this grace will be of little and, very possibly, of no use at all.

Now everything is gone. Gone are the events with heads of state and government; gone is the life of prestige and comfort; gone are the interviews and the obsequience of the Catholic masses. The Cardinal stood naked in front of his just Judge.

Thousand battles could he have fought, and he shunned all of them. Where he has now gone, no one is fooled by pomp and interviews. Where he has gone, he is one of the greatest failures of the Church in the last decades.

Pray for the poor bastard, because one day we will stand, just as naked, in front of our just Judge.

But seriously, do all you can to get there in a better position than this one.

A red hat was never a “get out of hell”-card.

M

 

 

 

The Difference

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The words below (inconceivable from every Western European head of State or Government) show how far away Western Government have drifted from the Christian feeling and practice that is their very cultural matrix.

They also show the huge difference between the great Donald J Trump and the lesbian bitch who tought herself entitled to his office.

Now, therefore, I, Donald J. Trump, President of the United States of America, do hereby proclaim September 3, 2017, as a National Day of Prayer for the Victims of Hurricane Harvey and for our National Response and Recovery Efforts. We give thanks for the generosity and goodness of all those who have responded to the needs of their fellow Americans. I urge Americans of all faiths and religious traditions and backgrounds to offer prayers today for all those harmed by Hurricane Harvey, including people who have lost family members or been injured, those who have lost homes or other property, and our first responders, law enforcement officers, military personnel, and medical professionals leading the response and recovery efforts. Each of us, in our own way, may call upon our God for strength and comfort during this difficult time. I call on all Americans and houses of worship throughout the Nation to join in one voice of prayer, as we seek to uplift one another and assist those suffering from the consequences of this terrible storm.

Thank God for President Trump. I do not agree 100% with what he does or says, but I don’t want to even think where we would be now without this great man.

 

 

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