Category Archives: Dissent
Every single time Francis does something atrocious, there is the one or other theologian explaining to us that Francis has not proclaimed a new dogma, or abolished Canon 915, or the like.
Yeah, well, interesting as an intellectual curiosity. Still, I think that the approach is totally wrong, and that we must stop circling around the real problem. If there is a hurricane going on, I am not really interested in the way the ozone layer reacts to it, nor am I reassured by the newly imparted knowledge. There is a hurricane going on, this is what counts.
Canon 915 is not just another canon. It reflects perennial teaching of the Church. Therefore, the prohibition of Canon 915 cannot be changed, sabotaged, or otherwise circumvented by anyone, and be him the Pope.
Every article reassuring you that Canon 915 has not been touched actually sends these messages: a) that it could be made, legitimately, hollow at some point in future and: b) that the Canon is being sabotaged but hey, don’t worry, it’s still there!
This is, emphatically, not the case in point. The point is that the Church prohibits communion for adulterers, and Francis is going against this prohibition. Therefore, any discussion about the matter should begin and end with the obvious recognition that no one, not even a Pope, can change iota unum in the matter of communion for adulterers. All the rest is, again, walking around the huge elephant in the room, pretending not to see it.
Which leads to the second matter: heresy. I am not at all interested in the discussion about whether Francis is a formal heretic in the strict sense of the matter. For me, and for every God-fearing Catholic on the street, heresy does not begin when a dogma is officially put in question or denied, or there is an attempt to change it ex cathedra. Heresy is, in the common parlance of God-fearing Catholics, the willed promotion of heterodox thinking and the working in order to subvert what the Church has always believed, irrespective of whether a dogma has been touched or not. Pope John XXII is, rightly, considered a heretical Pope because he promoted such a thinking, even if the contrary belief of the Church had not been declared a dogma yet.
It follows from this that Pope Francis is a heretic and must be seen as such by every God-fearing Catholic; that every one of his actions meant to sabotage the Depositum Fidei in any way, shape or form must be condemned in the strongest terms, and refused obedience; and that we, the God-fearing Catholics, must demand that our Cardinals and Bishops grow a pair already, react to Francis’ endless provocations, and demand that he recants his heretical statements or face deposition.
Which, if it does not happen, does not cause the end of the world, nor the end of the Catholic faith. It merely causes the age to plunge into a deeper state of confusion, analogue to the one experienced in the time of Honorius, A situation of confusion from which, if the Bishops and Cardinals do not intervene, God will free us at some point, when the justly meted punishment for the madness of Vatican II has been recognised, and its evil acknowledged and repented.
A heretical Pope is still the Pope. Honorius was still the Pope. Marcellinus was still the Pope. Liberius was still the Pope. John XXII was still the Pope. There is no Church record stating that they were no Popes during the time of their heterodoxy. Not even the ecumenical council caused by Pope Honorius’ heresies stated such a thing.
But a heretical Pope is a Pope that should, now, be forced to change his ways or deposed (as happened with Marcellinus and John XXII, and did not happen with Honorius and, in a different way, with Liberius); failing which the bishops and cardinals who have refused to act (talking to you, Cardinal Burke!) will pay the most horrible price for their cowardice.
Catholics lived with a heretical Pope before. They are living with a heretical Pope now. Shit and Pope Francis happen. It is not for us to decide who is and is not Pope.
But it is for us to acknowledge an obvious, factual situation and ask that our shepherds do their darn job already.
In these difficult times, we must remember who we are and what we stand for.
I believe in God, the Father Almighty. I do not believe in Francis, the Lewd Commie.
What I believe is perfectly rational, and logical, and holy. What I am living is the consequence of sixty years of V II madness, something I – and we all – knew already.
It would be worse than childish; it would be satanical to start doubting what has been transmitted to us, merely because something is happening that been, also, believed for a long time.
When the ecclesiastical authorities approved the apparition of the Blessed Virgin in Quito, they were fully conscious of the danger that always surround the (earthly) Church. The devil incessantly works to undermine not only your own salvation, but the Christian institutions here on earth: from priests to bishops and from cardinals to popes, Satan looks for those whom he may devour; and by devouring those he may hope (in a way) that many others may come to him through loss of faith and unbelief.
Do you want to be devoured by Satan? No?
Man up, then, and realise that it is our own collective stupidity that has given us all this; a stupidity that begins with John XXIII and ends with the many poisonous fruits of V II, from the openly, now officially heretical Francis to the openly, now officially cowardly Cardinal Burke, the wet kitten meowing about the end of the world instead of doing the only thing he should do: officially denounce the Pope as heretic and demand that he either retract or be deposed by an imperfect Council. But then again this is one who thinks that the SSPX is “in schism”, go figure…
Many will, very obviously, be damned, to whom it was given to be born in these disgraceful times. I have no intention of being counted among them. Do you? No?
Well then, repeat to yourself every day, and every hour, that you will not squander the immense grace of having been, through God's mercy, introduced to proper Catholic instruction even in these disgraceful times. Pray for strength and solid faith, and work on it every day of your life. Do not waiver. Stand firm like a rock against the waves of heresies coming from Francis and his bunch of atheists and homos.
The Christmas now rapidly approaching reminds us that the wonderful, luminous truth lies in that manger, not in the satanical madness of an old, lewd boor.
So, it is possible to legitimately doubt the Indefectibility of the Church?
No, of course it's not. Not if you call yourself a Catholic. Actually, strictly speaking, not even if you don't.
Come on, people. The first Pope denied Christ. Only one of the Apostles was at the foot of the Cross. If you feel abandoned by your bishops, know it has happened from the start.
The Indefectibility of the Church is, besides being de fide, brilliantly demonstrated by the tragic events, the desertions, the betrayals, the cataclysmic upheavals that have marked her existence since the very start.
Man up, and believe all that the Church believes.
This is not the time – if there ever is a time – to lend legitimacy to unbelief.
We all knew that Father Jeanine Martin, Society of Fags, is one of those to suspect whom of being homosexual is like suspecting Stalin of being Communist. However, even so it is difficult to even imagine the lows that these low existences can reach.
Father Martin did it recently, by reposting on his Facebook page an article speaking of (and forgive me for having my adrenaline going through the roof now) the “Queer Jesus”.
It boggles the mind. Please consider saying your rosary today in reparation of this unspeakable blasphemy.
It is fair to say that even if Francis' papacy were, in everything else, the very epitome of orthodoxy, the mere presence of this extremely worrying, creepy, utterly disgusting “man” in the Vatican would be enough to mar his entire pontificate. However, it is even fairer to say that, if Francis' papacy were orthodox, this man would have been defrocked a long time ago. A destiny, mind, which I think will catch up with him at some point in his disgraceful life, because this man has leant so much out of the homo window that every future Pope with a modicum of integrity will not want to have the man going around calling himself a priest in good standing, ever.
A prayer to Saint Michael is full in order, too.
An exorcism would be, in fact, even better, but I somewhat doubt Father Elton Martin, Society of Fags, would agree to it. Can't wait for the Church to get rid of this filth.
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?
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.
The Evil Clown has expressed the desire to meet the mother of the Italian homo murdered by another homo because of his – real or alleged – relationship with a Trannie.
There is enough material here to vomit for a quarter of an hour. Still, this cretin has it known that he wants to meet the mother of the victim.
Notice here that there is nowhere any trace of condemnation of sexual perversion: not from Francis and not from the mother. Therefore, Francis does not want to meet her as a heroine of the fight for mental sanity, but far more likely as a part of the normalisation of sexual aberration this non-judging nincompoop seems to be pushing all the time.
There is something extremely disquieting and decidedly creepy in the attitude of this man towards perverts. It is as if he would surround with as many of him as he can (besides Ricca we can easily mention Martin, Rosica, Paglia and “Tucho” Fernandez as very easy suspects; I leave it to you if you want to add Coccopalmerio, too) and, when he cannot, he would try to be as near as he can to them by proxy, like the young man in love who likes to chat with the mother of the beloved one.
This man is truly creepy, and it might be even creepier that not many seem to notice anymore.
We live in times in which a Pope seeking the vicinity of perverts is not even news anymore.
No, I do not mean to say that the Pope is a homo himself – though he may well be, and none of my readers would be surprised – ; rather, by inverted Papacy I mean a papacy which inverts the logical order of things, “'and of thinking.
The Church is meant to use earthly events (happy or sad) and the natural phases of this life to remind you of eternal life. From war to pestilence and from birth to death, but also with to sacraments that mark the rhythm of our earthly journey (again: birth, marriage, holy days, adulthood etc.) the Church indefatigably leads us from the earthly to the heavenly, helping us to live and understand every phase of our path in the broader perspective of our eternal destiny.
Not so in this Inverted Papacy, where we continuously note a compkete inversion of priorities, and the instrumentalisation of everything that is sacred, with a view to pursuing earthly goals.
Jesus is constantly depicted as a pacifist, an environmentalist or a social justice warrior ante litteram; the heavenly dimension is constantly reduced to the earthly one, and the latter is made a paradigm for the former: not being an environ-mentalist is to betray Jesus, building walls is unchristian, the Blessed Virgin is a poor unemancipated woman, and such like rubbish.
Francis has brought the supernatural down to earth and has dragged it in the mud of his political ideology. He seems to enjoy the exercise very much. This does not surprise us at all when we reflect that the man has no supernatural interests at all, and his enviro-commie-ideology based on social envy and social hatred is his true interest.
If you made an atheist bouncer, with a propension for Communism, the Pope, what you would have is a man pretty much thinking like Francis.
If the man were also stupid, you would have one talking like him, too.
It surprises me that there should be such confusion about what to do with Pope Francis. The past has already shown what to do, and it does not seem to me that there should be any uncertainty at all.
When Pope Marcellinus violated the First Commandment, the “council” that could be put together (the Church was heavily persecuted then, and transport slow and difficult anyway; therefore, allowances were certainly made) was summoned and, in fact, stood judge on Marcellinus' actions with the famous “judge thyself”: yes, the Pope can't be judged by his bishops, but his actions can create a situation in which he himself will have to admit his guilt (Marcellinus did) or else. There can be no reasonable doubt that, if Marcellinus has refused to judge himself, the bishops would have gotten rid of him by declaring that, with his acts, he had judged himself anyway.
We know from history that another council condemned , though several years after his death, Honorius. We also know that John XXII was obviously threatened with the same fate, but whilst living (meaning for him: the stake).
What should be difficult in this is beyond me.
Pope starts to flip out, Bishops get rid of him. Easy as pie.
Notice here that there is no guarantee that all this succeeds, or succeeds during the Pope's reign. Marcellinus could have been surrounded by cowardly bishops. John XXII could have managed to force his bishops to obedience. Honorius even managed to die a Pope in good standing! Had God abandoned the Church during the pontificate of an obvious heretic? Certainly not! Was the See vacant? Certainly not! Again: was the Pope a Heretic? Most certainly he was!
Shit, Francis, and heretical Popes just happen.
What is there to do, then? Heavens, do you really need to ask? The laity have the duty to denounce the Pope as heretic and the clergy (most of all the Bishops, and firstly among them the Cardinals) have the duty to do the same. In this way, everyone is put in front of his responsibility in front of God.
The Dubia Cardinals have the sacred duty to denounce Amoris Laetitia as heretical and demand from Francis that he puts an end to the confusion. Failing which, they must declare Pope Francis a heretic and call for a convocation of an ecumenical Council that does to him what was done to Marcellinus. This will destroy his credibility by all sincere Catholics, put an end to confusion and draw clear battle lines between those who are right and those who are wrong. This will nuke his papacy whatever happens next.
However, what happens next is fully irrelevant from the point of view of what is to do. You fight Hitler without asking whether you will win. You denounce atrocities irrespective of whether your denunciation will put an end to them or not. You do what is right because it is right, without assurance of the desired outcome.
Francis must be forced to retract his heretical work or be declared a heretic himself so that his pontificate may be officially condemned as heretical for the benefit and admonishment of all present and future generations of Catholics. Whether Francis is then successfully deposed or not is not relevant. What is relevant is that Truth be upheld and heresy condemned.
The Church is indefectible and will survive a trannie Francis II or an incestuous Francis III. You don't have to be worried about that. You have to be worried about what you – and everyone else – will say when asked what you (and they) have done to resist abomination and heresy.
Pope Francis will most likely die in his bed, as the Pope. It is not unlikely that his successors will be every bit as bad as him, and perhaps even smart, which will make things worse.
But your duty, and the duty of the Bishops and Cardinals, is not to act only if assured of victory, but to act because it is the thing to do.
Not difficult, is it?
The disgraceful Pontificate of the Evil Clown can be summarised with the following points:
Dethronement of Christ, and substitution for a Weltanschauung in which earthly cares and problems are the only focus. Francis says we should kneel in front of the poor, but he does not kneel in front of the Blessed Sacrament. He is a South American agit-prop in White.
Aggressive pushing of a strongly socialist agenda of the sort that has repeatedly put on its knees the economy of several Central and South American Countries. Pushed by a person every bit as arrogant, incompetent and outright stupid.
War on Christianity wherever possible, with a strong desire to Muslimise Europe as much as he can. Also, downplaying of specific Christian beliefs in favour of an “everything goes” mentality asking Muslims to “hold on to their Korans”.
The war on everything that is specifically Catholic: the hate for the Sacraments (say: marriage, communion) and every Catholic institution (canonisations, beatifications), the stunning affirmation that God is not Catholic (well in a sense He isn't; in another He cannot be anything else), the denial of fundamental tenets of the faith like the proclaimed belief that it is impossible to live a chaste life; the hate for the Mass, which he wants interrupted whenever he wants to bully one of his men; the hatred for every small Catholic gesture, like the infamous video of the man separating the hands, joint in prayer, of the poor boy (who promptly joined them again, his Catholicism naturally and promptly shaming the impiety of the very Pope); the mocking of the “rosary counters”; the insults to the Blessed Virgin, belittled as a poor naive girl who might have felt duped at the foot of the cross. The list could go on for very long.
To all this we must, for the sake of completeness, add another very unique trait of this Pontificate: the arrogance, the boorishness, the outright vulgarity exhibited by the man at every step: from the chair left empty at the Beethoven concert to the treatment of the FFI, to the way people inside (Müller, Burke) and outside of the Curia (Knights of Malta) are routinely humiliated.
Summa summarum, the man is at war with everything the West holds dear: from the Christian civilisation to our wonderful Catholic traditions, from Capitalism to the Sacraments, and from decency to common sense.
The fact that such a tool was allowed to become Pope is, once again, a glaring indication of how much the Lord is punishing us.
Rather predictably, it turns out father Milani, who was a star communist priest in the dark age of the Sixty-Eighter and later, was a homo and, likely, a pedophile.
As the song says, it’s the same old story. Scratch the dissenter, and you will find the pervert underneath.
Francis likes both. If a priest has both qualities, he will like him a lot. He will do all he can to keep the customer satisfied: the cohort of fags, atheists, heretics who have elected him and give him his power base, and whose thinking he completely shares.
What an unforgettable Pope the Cardinals have elected.
It is a very sad anniversary, this day that marks 10 years of Summorum Pontificum.
Ten years ago, I thought – albeit not yet introduced to Catholic blogging, much less with my own one – that Summorum Pontificum would one day be seen as the first meaningful step towards the recovery of sanity.
Today, I seem to notice that it was the pet project of a Pope not really interested in the recovery of the past, but rather more focused on giving a varnish of old to the new he was still promoting. This very man subsequently stunned the world with a resignation that I found, at the time, in perfect good faith and made in the confidence that his successor would more vigorously continue his program of very moderate conservatism; before two interviews gushing praise for Francis led me to suspect – the man not being gaga at all – that he is actually on board with everything that has happened after his abdication.
Ten years ago I saw a great offensive coming. Today I see us entrenched, albeit I must also say that the trenches have revealed and nurtured a fighting spirit that warms the heart.
Still, entrenched we are, and with the very sad prospective of going on this way for who knows how long, it being now clear that only the Blessed Virgin's intervention will save us from a spiral of decline made by obscene episcopal and cardinatial appointments,coupled with the most scandalous silence of the others.
Ten years after, we prepare ourselves for a half apocalypse.
When I think of all this, and reflect that some people are even happy with the faint meowing of the likes of Cardinal Meisner, I have no doubt at all why we are where we are.
Whilst my readers are, generally speaking, a pretty intelligent bunch, there are always people lurking here who seem to lack the ability to connect the dots and think long-term. For their benefit, and for the instruction of the (sadly) non-Catholic, it is fitting to reiterate why the correction is so important.
Truth cannot be changed. Doctrine, properly intended, cannot be changed either. Catholics will always be held to Truth, no matter what Francis says, because Francis cannot dispose of what is not his. There has never been, and there will never be, the possibility for the faithful to follow a doctrine they must know is wrong merely because the priest, the bishop, the cardinal or the pope say so.
However, the job of the clergy is to help the faithful to properly instruct themselves and their conscience, and to be good shepherds of the sheep entrusted to them. They have, therefore, the grave responsibility of denouncing heresy wherever it may come from. Not, mind, in order to avoid that the faithful are justified in being heretical (they never are) but in order to help them to stay out of trouble.
Now, doctrine will not change whether the correction comes or not, and no one will be justified in thinking that truth has suddenly changed. However, if no correction comes all future generations will be witness of the greatest betrayal of the sheep ever perpetrated by their own shepherds, and the latter's silence will shame them for all centuries to come. If, on the other hand, the correction does come, this will make it far more difficult for those seeking excuses to hide behind the finger of Francis' satanical “mercy”, and the posterity will record with at least a modicum of satisfaction that when the crisis was at its top, at least some Cardinals (and those who will follow them if they take the lead) had some Catholicism left in them.
The Church's existence is not at stake because the Church is indefectible. Truth is also not at stake because Truth is unchangeable. Souls are – ultimately – also not at stake because – ultimately – God does not allow Francis and his troops of atheists, heretics, perverts and cowards to decide who goes to hell.
What is at stake is the reputation of this disgraceful generation of our clergy, and the way it will be seen by God above and by all the generations after us: as an absolutely total disgrace without any hint of redemption and any extenuating circumstances, or as an almost total disgrace with a minority of voices ready and willing to fight for Christ. In our lifetime, the correction would deal a mortal blow to Francis' reputation, absolutely blowing his papacy in the air and shaming its the incinerated rests for all millennia to come.
If I were any one of the four Cardinals I would have very, very uneasy nights, knowing that whilst the Catholic world and all Catholic posterity are waiting for me to do my job I have been pathetically meowing for more than a year. Which, in the age of instant information, is a very long time indeed. And I am not sure that, if these four refuse to do their job, their punishment in hell will not be worse than the one meted to the silent cowards; then in my book, a silent coward is still not as bad as a grandstanding one.
So, you are an old, lewd boor who does not believe in Transubstantiation at all. What do you do?
1. You call the Eucharist a “humble meal”, a Protestant expression denoting the lack of Transubstantiation.
2. You refuse to kneel in front of the Blessed Sacrament, because you don't kneel in front of a piece of bread.
3. You want to give communion to adulterers, because a bit of bread and wine does not do harm to anyone.
Francis is an arrogant boor, but at least in this he shows clearly a coherent thinking.
Methinks, workers in hell are digging an extra pit just for him.
I am reflecting on the process by which a Protestant outfit dies, and even the Only Church is severely damaged. Today, on Maundy Thursday, we will see this process at work everywhere.
First is the Fear of the Lord. People are scared of hell, and behave accordingly. They might do so according to a wrong set of rules, and be more or less culpable for it; but the Fear of the Lord is there. This is, for example, the Church of England of Jane Austin's days.
At some point the fear of the Lord goes out of the window; but the buildings, the ministers, the entire apparatus remains. At this point hell isn't part of the conversation anymore. Once hell is not feared, being good is not anymore obedience to God, but a sugary feeling of being good because one is so beautiful. The Church of England becomes the Church of Social Justice or, more broadly, the Church of Feeling Beautiful.
This is a slippery slope, though, and this desire of feeling beautiful will, after a while, not tolerate any encumbrance or obstacle. Why would one, say, condemn perversion? Because a) it's disgusting to God and b) it's disgusting to us. But once the fear of the Lord is gone a) is out of the window, and once feeling beautiful is the moral imperative this will require willingly ignoring the disgust for perversion, covering its stench with a bigger dose of the new parfume, “Tolerance No 5”. In time, the parfume will be used in such doses that perversion will be forgotten altogether, helped by a new vocabulary (“gay”) and a new moral code (“inclusion”).
At this point even the Church of Social Justice is clearly obsolete, and the Church of Feeling Beautiful has taken over. Every mention of God is now either avoided, or inserted into a completely deformed, actually perverted context: God is now the Great Master Parfumier In The Sky, who encourages and inspires us to choke more and more in the pungent smell of Tolerance No 5, so that we may lose every conscience of the stink surrounding us.
This is now a process common to both the false churches and the Only One. Francis and a good part of the hierarchy openly peddle Tolerance No 5 to the masses exactly as an homosexual Anglican wannabe priest would. The Barque of Peter is completed invaded by it. I smell the stink as I write this, and I know that this evening the Evil Clown will go around spreading it with a huge vaporiser, his message amplified worldwide by willing and interested (though less and less so) media.
Tolerance No 5 has already factually destroyed a lot of Protestant outfits, and has reduced the so-called Church of England in such a state that if the PM were to order, today, to just shut it down few people would notice, even fewer would complain, and after three weeks the matter would be forgotten altogether.
Tolerance No 5 will, however, never destroy the Only Church. It will damage it, sure. It might wipe it out of entire Continents, certainly. But it will never destroy it, because a good Lord has decreed that this will never happen.
We prepare ourselves for the next spraying of the sugary, disgusting fragrance, do our work everyday, and wait for the time when fresh air will enter the door of the Only Church again.
Courtesy of Vox Cantoris, this appalling video of a clearly homosexual priest “dancing” in the church as he goes around caressing people (a lot of them, men). The thing is so revolting I could not stand it to the end, but I still want this horror to be posted on my blog as a further testimony against this damn faggot, and his enablers, the day he dies.
The stink of reprobation is so strong one can not even stand the spectacle. The church itself is so deprived of Catholic ornaments you would think it is a Methodist prayer hall. The stupid people applaud at the end.
No one slaps the fag in the face, either, as he approaches to “caress” him; another clear sign the public of this shameful “spectacle” was carefully selected among a collection of unrepentant fornicators, adulterers, perverts, and their “supportive” relatives.
Dies irae, dies illa. One must be really stupid to think that God: a) exists, and b) will not punish everyone of the present in the harshest way. These people have made an alternative religion for themselves. They must like Francis a lot. Methinks, they will keep him company one day.
Oh, I almost forgot.
Dear Lord, when the time comes please, in your charity, be particularly harsh with the sisters, who have chosen to wear their habit in a particularly despicable act of deception.