Category Archives: Traditional Catholicism

Candlelight Carol

Oh Du Froehliche

All Bells In Paradise

Allah U Every Damn Time

And it came to pass the attack in Strasbourg was motivated by Islamic fanatism. Religion of peace, and all that.

I trust that the normal people, the common men and women who care for their children, will slowly understand what is happening and will, at some point, draw the consequences.

What I am more uncertain of is how much blood will have to be spilled before, and after, this realisation.

To help you in your reflections, I copy below some thoughtful verses from Rudyard Kipling, The Wrath Of The Awakened Saxon. It is muscularly beautiful, and I find it very apposite. Mind that some texts have English instead of Saxon. The meaning is the same.


It was not part of their blood,
It came to them very late,
With long arrears to make good,
When the Saxon began to hate.
They were not easily moved,
They were icy — willing to wait
Till every count should be proved,
Ere the Saxon began to hate.
Their voices were even and low.
Their eyes were level and straight.
There was neither sign nor show
When the Saxon began to hate.
It was not preached to the crowd.
It was not taught by the state.
No man spoke it aloud
When the Saxon began to hate.
It was not suddently bred.
It will not swiftly abate.
Through the chilled years ahead,
When Time shall count from the date
That the Saxon began to hate.
It was not part of their blood,
It came to them very late,
With long arrears to make good,
When the Saxon began to hate.
They were not easily moved,
They were icy — willing to wait
Till every count should be proved,
Ere the Saxon began to hate.
Their voices were even and low.
Their eyes were level and straight.
There was neither sign nor show
When the Saxon began to hate.
It was not preached to the crowd.
It was not taught by the state.
No man spoke it aloud
When the Saxon began to hate.
It was not suddently bred.
It will not swiftly abate.
Through the chilled years ahead,
When Time shall count from the date
That the Saxon began to hate.

Bianco Natale

Strasbourg And The Multicultural Mess

The information is still fragmentary on the Strasbourg shooting spree. Therefore, the attacker might not have a link to the (don’t laugh) “religion of peace”. However, the attacker has a name that sounds rather Arab to these ears. We shall see.

The fact is, though, that before the massive influx of the followers of a certain Violent Paedophile these things did not happen. Christmas Markets, which were not called “holiday markets” yet, were peaceful affairs and considered just part of the social fabric.

Now we have multiculturalism, which means that we have very expensive security measures to allow Europeans to live their lives the European way. These measures are also insufficient, as the attacker in Strasbourg was allegedly able to get past them before firing his shots.

The attacker may or may not have an Islamic motive. But one would have to be blind not to notice how the entire fabric of Europe is being changed, slowly deformed into a tragically botched experiment in multicultural utopia.

Europe needs to go back to being European; which means, in its matrix, Christian.

Unless we recognise Christianity as our common cultural matrix, to be respected – if not worshipped – by everyone, we will keep sliding into a bigger and bigger multicultural mess. And yes, the attacker with a very foreign sounding name was, in fact, born in Strasbourg.

The sins of the politicians of yesteryear are being paid by the citizen of today, and very fittingly so.


Faith Of Our Fathers

A Tale Of Two Cities

Macron thinks he is this guy… 

I know the title is banal and abused, but it is also irresistible. I could have written “It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair…”, but that would have been even more banal… Still, it seems so pertinent….

Dickens or no Dickens, the facts on the table are simple: as Paris burns (see what I am doing here?) Rome celebrates sanity.   

We see here the simple difference between power used for the people, and power abused by a wannabe elitist minority, led by a pervert married to a child abuser, and directed against the people. 

Now, I do not condone violence, vandalism, etc. But if you know Europe you know this is the way the French convey the message that they are angry. Their vandalism is not justified, their anger is. Macron’s fuel tax rise amidst the usual global warming fantasies was just the (massive) straw that broke this particular camel’s back.

It is not only that the man is incompetent. The root of the problem is that he is totally detached from the problems of the real people, who get up in the morning and go to work, and worships at the altar of the globalist and environmental gods. This new religion is the one to which everyone in his circle belongs, and against which no one would dare to apostatise. Perhaps, until the entire Country explodes. 

I do not pity the French. They have elected Macron, and they will now suffer everything that there is to suffer, and it serves them right, until the violence has become sufficient to (possibly) force a partial return to sanity. But the contrast with Rome is still brutal. 

Democracies aren’t perfect. They are pretty dumb. They encourage alliances of the have nots against the haves. They are often the triumph of the minimum common denominator. They tend to elect mediocre politicians exactly reflecting the mediocrity of the average elector. They are easily manipulated by the media, which force feed the ignorant, the dumb and the evil with their own mantras of anti-Christian ideas, from so-called “marriage equality” to the very concept of “hate speech” to, of course, EnvironMentalism. They are very slow in correcting the course even when it is evident that it is wrong.

But at some point, the breaking point is always reached. We are seeing this in Germany and Sweden, in Austria and in Italy, in Hungary and in Poland. We are seeing it, now, even in France; a Country which elected an anti-Trump granny-lover after Trump’s election.

 You elect a man with a rotten brain, what you get is rotten politics. 

I do not know what will happen now. It is clear to me that Macron can’t continue with his unprecedented waves of arrests, because he can’t play Schutzstaffel for very long. He will have to yield in some way, and will probably try to cheat in that, too. Still, the toy is broken now, and his presidency will be remembered for the gilet jaunes; the product, by the way, of another stupid French Nazi Nanny idea (the obligation to have a yellow security vest in your car; because you know, it used to be that people who got a tire punctured used to be killed in droves…). 

Macron’s presidency is now irretrievably ruined. He will never really recover from this. He is now the Pope Francis of French Presidents. 

Democracies are slow, half asleep, and pretty stupid.

But they wake up in the end.  


God Rest Ye Merry, Gentlemen

The Inconvenient Host

Francischurch truly is something. 

An accidentally dropped Host is recovered and handled in the proper way, after which it appears that… it starts to bleed. 


We will never know.  A potentially bleeding host is an inconvenience for the Diocese of Buffalo, awakening the possibility, frightening to them, that there might be a God after all, and that He may have targeted Francisbishops like Bishop Malone and his auxiliary, Bishop Grosz. 

The linked article states that the priest witnessing the potential miracle, Father Loeb, promptly informed both Malone and Grosz, and that both told him to get rid of the  Inconvenient Host. It truly is the stuff of nightmares. 

The linked article has two pictures of the host, by the way disposing of the fantasy that the host was “dissolved”. I do not claim to know what has happened from two pictures, but it seems to me we can safely exclude that they might be the result of manipulations from Father Loeb. In sane times, an investigation would have been in order.  In the insane times we are living, the possibility of a miracle is a distraction from social justice, global warming, inequality and all the other FrancisCults currently being followed. 

I wonder how much an investigation would have cost. Not much, I am sure. But I also wonder what signal this would have sent to the faithful out there: that Christ might have chosen one of the most notorious dioceses in the Country to send a message that He is among us, in the midst of troubles, and with many losing faith.

I do not think that faith should ever be based on miracles. But there can be no doubt that the proper investigation of potential miracles is due not only to their potential Maker, but to all those faithful who could find their faith revived and invigorated by them. 

The message that this episode leaves in me is very simple: 

“Miracle? We don’t do miracles in FrancisChurch.  

Get rid of that host. 

It might make us look bad”. 


Hark, the Herald Angels Sing

I Saw Three Ships

O Come All Ye Faithful

Familia Christi Is Francis’ Latest Victim

A retired Bishop, Luigi Negri of Ferrara, Italy, founds a new religious order. This religious order also celebrates the Traditional Latin Mass. Two years later, the new order already counts fifteen between priests and seminarians; a rather astonishing feat that goes to show the thirst for proper Catholicism and for the Traditional Latin Mass. 

Then, Francis strikes.  

A Catholic order cannot be allowed to prosper. Its success exposes the rapid collapse of FrancisChurch and is a clear and present danger to heretics everywhere.  The order must be chased away from its church, forbidden to celebrate Mass in public, and now imposed a new Superior to Franciscommify it. 

Sounds familiar, doesn’t it? 

The successor of Luigi Negri, a FrancisBishop, dared to thank Francis for the persecution of Familia Christi. The reaction of the Catholics was evidently so strong that the site of the Diocese is down.

I invite all the faithful of the wonderful city of Ferrara to deny the bishop and all his priests even one penny until Familia Christi stops being persecuted.

No, it does not matter whether the priest is good or not. Starve an enemy diocese without mercy and say why.

The arrogance of this most evil of Pope and of his minions must be met with open hostility, open insult, and open financial boycott. 

Enough with wolves leading the sheep. 


In Dulci Jubilo

Coventry Carol

Watering Down A Watered Down Statement

The Priesthood is not his place. Says the Pope. 

Pope Francis has recently stated, in one of his now largely ignored book-long sermons, that the Church has no place for homosexual priests. This is a weak statement, but it is at least a statement. 

A Pope, seen that he is, actually…. the Pope, should say more about the issue: words like “perversion”, “Satan, “sin crying to heaven for vengeance”, the actual word “sodomy”, and others of the sort would actually be expected to get out of the Papal Mouth. I have no news of any of them. Still, we have something. 

After which, the Catholic press world undermines, or ignores, even this rare outburst of Catholicism. 

“The pope said that a man with an ingrained homosexual tendency “should not be accepted into the ministry or consecrated life” since the priesthood “is not his place” ” means – astonishing as it is that Francis should say that – that the fact that prevents one from being priest is being homosexual, not being an active sodomite. 

The “c”atholic press should be interested in this, a lot. Simply for the fact that, semel in anno, Francis has said something Catholic and countercultural. 

As reported in the linked article, they don’t. Actually, even the one decrying the fact contributes to the problem, as Francis’ words clearly make homosexuality and priesthood incompatible tout court, not merely – as the well paid professional defender of Catholicism summarises it – “when they are more gay than they are priest”. Actually, Francis’ word means, both in themselves and read in light of Catholic doctrine, that no amount of “gayness” whatsoever is compatible with being priest, then
“in consecrated and priestly life, there’s no room for that kind of affection.”Francis is here explicitly talking of so-called “same sex attraction”, not merely sodomy. 

This tells me how difficult it is, for any sort of institutionalised press, Catholic or not, to actually cope with Catholicism. A Pope says what is nothing more than a Catholic obviousness, and no one dares to repeat and offer a resonance box to what he has stated; not even those who actually decry the lack of such resonance box. 

This is the state of Catholic affairs in this very sad beginning of the XXI Century. Pope undermines doctrines; on those rare occasions when he doesn’t, others do it for him; Catholic 1-2-1 has now become so radioactive, that the professional press cuts off the part that is most offensive to the world and tries to reduce it to a manageable piece of political incorrectness.  

A priest cannot be a homosexual because homosexuality is a sexual perversion obviously incompatible with the consecrated life. Sodomy is no part of this equation. A homosexual priest has as little business in being a priest than one practising sodomy. Not compatible is not compatible. There is no degree of incompatibility in this simple binary choice, there is no degree of “no” once the answer is “no” in the first place. 

Actually, let me note this: that this abstruse idea that homosexuality be in some way, shape or form compatible with a “chaste” priesthood is what brought us to this situation in the first place. Let that sink in. 

 Catholicism in wonderful, inter alia, also in this way: that it does not allow to water down any part of the doctrine without causing contradictions or damage somewhere else down the line. 






O Holy Night

Oh, The Irony!!

The illegals wanting to enter in the US feigning need for asylum are, in large part, being ferried to a place seven miles away and – funnily enough – far away from the border. 

There is a video here. 

The reporter says that single women and men will be separated by… 



Once In Royal David’s City

Facta, Non Verba!

Promoted by Francis

Francis dear has decided to play, for once, the part of the Catholic. 

In very soft words, and without even having one harsh word about the reality of sodomy, the Evil Clown has managed to, in fact, say that homosexuals have no place in the priesthood. 

Now, this little trick would have worked in, say, May 2013. At that point, one would still have been able to nurture some hope that the new Pontificate might turn not too bad, at least for the standard of V II. Reading Francis through Benedict, and all that.

In this Advent season of 2018, I am afraid Francis’ intervention is too little, too late, and exceedingly hypocritical to boot. 

This is the Pope of “who am I to judge”. This is the Pope who mocked journalists asking whether homo priests go around with the homo badge. This is the Pope who keeps protecting clearly homosexual or homo-enabling prelates in his own Curia (Paglia, Coccopalmerio come to mind), allows the likes of Father James “I so wish I were a woman” Martin to go around pretending to speak for the Catholic Church, has the likes of Father Rosica as press people and receives notorious homo priests for the joy of the perverts and the photographers.

Make no mistake: the realisation that homosexuality as the real root of the problems the Church is now going through (all of them: theological, liturgical, and sexual) is starting to get traction, and the Evil Clown does what he has been always doing: telling people what they want to hear whilst not caring a bit tomorrow about what he says today.

It is now too late for Francis to pretend that he cares about integrity in the Church. Francis is not the solution, he is the problem at its worst and most rotten. 

If Francis really has half the intention of dealing with the issue, let the facts speak instead of empty words: away with Paglia and Coccopalmerio, away with Martin and Rosica, away with “Tucho” Fernandez, away with every Cardinal and Bishop suspected of being one of those, then a Bishop or Cardinal must be above suspicion

Will Frankie dear do that? Of course not. Evil Clown is only able to spew empty words for the benefit of those dumb enough to believe him. Let it be known, all over the Catholic blogosphere, that proclamations of integrity whilst remaining the best ally of the homo mafia (if he is not one of those himself) is not going to wash it.

The uprooting of homosexuality within the Church goes through the uprooting of this disgraceful Pontificate; preferably with an imperfect Council or a Cardinal’s revolt, or else in the mysterious way that the Lord will, unavoidably, choose when our stupidity and arrogance in believing in the “aggiornamento” will have been punished for long enough.

If Francis believes that he can remake a new virginity for himself with empty proclamations, he is sorely mistaken. 



In The Bleak Midwinter

O Tannenbaum, 2018 Edition

Gotta love ze Germans. As Christmas approaches and the effects of “Diversity” and “Inclusion” are once again felt, the German protection against the Problems the Germans themselves have created becomes very festive.

I am sure most Germans do not see the irony of this: as a foreign religion threatens the civilization and values their traditional religion has created, they react with cosmetic, sentimental ornaments representing exactly the religion and values they are abandoning.

Alas, Christianity – or Western civilization come to that – will require a bit more to be preserved than barriers masked as Christmas trees.

The more we wait, the steeper the price for its defence will be.


Nowhere To Hide?

The fifth biggest US Diocese has been literally assaulted by several dozen (I have read around, up to Sixty; some of them FBI) law enforcement officers. They have brought away a quantity of documents, computer and such stuff.

This will be fun.

An operation of such scale clearly indicates that there is a lot of smoke and the prosecution is intentioned to find the fire. I think they suspect a vast net of enablers during the facts, and of helpers after the facts. It is also clear that the police is after confidential material, whose recipients might have been the Archbishop or, who knows, bib wigs in Rome?

That would be even more fun!

As I have often stated, every decent Catholic should support this wave of investigations without reservation. The scale of evil and complicity within the Church is too big to allow any sort of mental reservation; there is just no way the police will not do a better job than the Church would have done.

No doubt, the investigations will draw further attention on what we already know: the vast majority of paedophile priests are homosexuals, and probably so are many of those who protect them. An operation of such scale will help to make this known to a much wider public, showing to mainstream Americans where the real problem lies.

Galveston-Houston is the first diocese seeing such a massive action, but I have no doubt several others will follow.

I suspect I am not the only one who thinks Francis will soon have nowhere to hide.

Now that would be funniest….


53 to 47, Minus 1

This time, Mississippi isn’t burning. Actually, it is making America great again. The final tally after the elections gives us a new 53 to 47 composition in the Senate that is, in fact, everything we need in order to have the Senate go in the right direction in the next two years.

When I look at the composition of the Republican troops in the Senate, I can see only three major sneaks in the grass: Murkowski, Collins and Romney. I also doubt they would present a compact front against us in the decisions that matter most now: judicial appointments. Collins made a lot of grandstanding but in the end did not dare to go against her party. Romney is hopefully smart enough to understand he cannot afford to betray in an eventual Kavanaugh-2 scenario. Murkowski is up for (hopefully not) reelection in 2020 and, if Palin decides to candidate, will likely have her butt kicked out in the Primaries.

Still, even with all three daring to vote against, say, the next appointee to the Supreme Court, the 50 votes that appear very likely, plus Mike Pence, would be enough to push through every appointment.

Things are, therefore, very fine in the Senate.

However, I have a lingering fear that we might be about to discover that Justice Roberts is the greatest soyboy on earth.

Roberts’ recent (and very rare for a Supreme Court justice) criticism of President Trump’s perfectly legitimate attack to an Obama-appointed feminist judge might, conceivably, have been just a move to show the Country he has “independence of judgement” before actually siding with the right side in matters of abortion, first and second amendment, national security, etc. However, I see it as more probable that the guy will now be too scared of the responsibility of being the one who tips the scale on the side of sanity and decides to become the new “swing vote”, Kennedy-fying himself out of sheer inability to face the pressure. Has he not, in the end, done the same in the matter of Obamacare?

So we have a 53 to 47 but, more likely than not, no all-out attack on the insanity of modern times. A third Trump Supreme Court appointment would help greatly, and we are now perfectly positioned for it.

“How do you feel today, ma’am?”*


*(you know whom I mean…)

Bizarro World




A recent headline (warning: the page always has inappropriate content) informs us that the famous “seven sisters” story (the hypothesis that we all descend from a very limited number, possibly only seven, of mothers) has now been reduced to its unavoidable conclusion: not seven mothers, but one.

Plus, as an added bonus, we get the “scientific” confirmation that a catastrophic event, which wiped out most of humanity, took place a long, long time ago.

You don’t say…

When I read the headline and the article, it gave me another shudder thinking of the evident inversion of truths, of the literally fake reality in which our world lives.

Truth is reality. Truth is the only reality there is. Everything that deviates from truth is, in the end, a mere fantasy, the biological and historical equivalent of abstruse conspiracy theories.

God made us. He made us to know him, to love him and to serve him in this world, and to be happy with him forever in the next. 

This is the reality. The rest is fantasy.

The headline that “science” (the idol of our times) might actually get somewhat near to  what reality is has a funny and at the same time tragic flavour. We live in a world of child brains, to whom you must tell strange tales to make them acquainted with the reality of things; something akin to saying to children that hot water causes pain because Benji says so.

“Science” is, by definition, outside of the realm of reality. Science only tells you the latest fad, or the latest well-meaning hypothesis, in the possible explanation of things. Science is not only susceptible, but even meant to be surpassed by more advanced science. Therefore, science is, by definition, unable to reach any ontological dimension of truth. This is not only true for obviously bogus, fake so-called science like the global cooling, or global warming theories, or all other theories based not on scientific  evidence but on projection and manipulation of fragmentary data into a reality far too complex to be embraced by it. No, this is also true for real, serious science following the scientific method, and through which we only get to discover, in incremental steps, our own littleness confronted with the greatness of the creator. Duckduckgo around, or read “Darwin’s Doubt”, to have an example of how the invention of electronic and then atomic microscopes destroyed the Darwinian theory of evolution, albeit HomoMedia will never want you to realise this.

We call “backward” people, like our progenitors in the Middle Ages, who had a solid grasp of reality; but we believe in all sorts of idols, from “science” to “global warming”, with our increasing childishness and stupidity constantly fed by increasingly smarter phones.

Science might be near to tell us what we always knew, and were always bound to acknowledge anyway.

What an extraordinary tool, science.







An Unnecessary Clarification

I wrote yesterday:

In Italy, every university Professor is called, upon retirement, “Professore Emerito”.

This is meant to mean exactly what Benedict stated: the professor is not in charge anymore, but the honour of the position remains with him forever, it stays with him for life.

No one thinks he still has the job.


Not one.

The words and the concept are elementarily clear to every Italian, and Ratzinger has lived there for the better part of his life. It is clear enough what he wanted to say. The rest is  fluff.

This is not difficult to understand for anyone who takes the time to, actually, read.

No Italian thinks that a Professore Emerito still has the job. 


Not one. 

What the word mean, is that the man is now retired, and another one is teaching in his place.

Professore Emerito is, very simply, how you call a retired professor.

This is exactly why Benedict has chosen the title of Pontiff Emeritus, and he explicitly said that he does not want to be the one in charge anymore. He very clearly wanted to convey exactly this meaning. 

Therefore, I am (emphatically) not stating that nobody believes that Benedict is still the reigning Pope.

I am, obviously, well aware that there are people who keep floating this absurd idea.

This is exactly why I write blog posts refuting it.

I don’t like being misrepresented, and I do not think this is, whether you agree with me or not, fair to this little effort.



Archbishops Don’t Make Doctrine In Press Conferences

From a reader, after yesterday’s blog post:

Then I thought that maybe because PB intended the weird “bifurcated papacy” a dual papacy never before done in papal history, that someone might care enough to follow up on it, but we find that we are back in the same place.

The thing always comes down to numbers. If 300 Cardinals declared “heretic!”, he’d be gone already, back Buenos Aires gumming things up again. But we have perhaps, 5?
Is that enough? How many manly Cardinals do you need? We are alarmingly short on manly anything.
Can 1 manly, faithful Cardinal declare heresy and depose him? It doesn’t seem likely, but I don’t know anything. I have a feeling that if that were the case, Vigano would have already done it. But our one man had to go into hiding and toss darts from behind a tree.

Perhaps it is the right day to shed some light on this.

1. Benedict never wanted to bifurcate the papacy. Benedict never said that two people now share the power of the office. He never said that two Popes are in charge.  Understand that Benedict is deeply embedded in the Italian culture and he simply wanted to avoid what every Italian would think of him on his abdication:

[………………..] colui

che fece per viltade il gran rifiuto

“The one who, out of cowardice, made the great refusal”. This is, as every Italian child knows, Celestine V, though Dante never said so explicitly.

That’s it. That’s all there is. He is saying, as he has abundantly declared, “I do not abdicate out of cowardice. I do not throw away the honour of having been elected Pope. I merely want to retire because my forces are not sufficient anymore”.

Also: the title he chose, and therefore the thinking he used, is well-known to every better educated Italian. In Italy, every university Professor is called, upon retirement, “Professore Emerito”.

This is meant to mean exactly what Benedict stated: the professor is not in charge anymore, but the honour of the position remains with him forever, it stays with him for life.

No one thinks he still has the job.


Not one.

The words and the concept are elementarily clear to every Italian, and Ratzinger has lived there for the better part of his life. It is clear enough what he wanted to say. The rest is  fluff.

You might say that this is a very cerebral way of doing things, and that the man is making the affair unnecessarily complicated. Well you know what? The man is cerebral, he is complicated. Always was.

2. It never ceases to amaze me that a power hungry archbishop gives a press conference and puts in the mouth of the Pope something he never said, and suddenly it becomes Catechism for the entire planet. Gaenswein was obviously making a power play, stating that he wants his voice to have more importance.

Who the heck is Gaenswein? Can he formulate some new doctrine? Heck, not even Benedict could formulate a new doctrine of the Papacy! Can we please stop fishing for interviews and press conferences to try to invent abstruse arguments about something that was never stated?

3. One Cardinal could not declare a Pope heretic and validly depose him. Athanasius ignored Honorius and refused to give him obedience, but he never deposed him. There would have to be a number of Cardinals that make the exercise such that they can say that they legitimately represent the Church. How many is that? Let the cardinals come out and the faithful will be able to gauge whom they represent. But it certainly can’t be one, or two, or three. It would need to be more than individual dissent, however right. It would be a revolt against heresy from the inside of the Church.

4. Vigano’ is not a Cardinal, he is an Archbishop. Bishops can certainly depose a Pope. But again, they would have to be many, certainly more than, say, one or two dozen Cardinals. They would have to be enough in number that they can believably present themselves as the protectors of Catholicism. They would, methinks, have to be supported by a number of believable, sound Catholic theologians. They would likely have to be sponsored by at least one Government, both paying for the substantial expenses of an imperfect council and giving the Bishops the relevant structures, buildings, administration staff, permanence and visibility. Poland, or Hungary, or even Italy come to mind. The theologians who defied John XXII clearly had the Crown of France behind them.

It is important that bishops and cardinals speak out. The Lord will do the rest in due time. When the time is right, we will discover that Providence has arranged for the means and the ways.  It is not for us to state a number, or the criteria to make things sufficient to depose a Pope. It is not possible or expedient to say in abstract “we need at least 15% of the living cardinals representing all Continents”, or stuff like that. We need to trust that, when a challenge is mounted, true Catholics will easily recognise whether it is the true expression of the Church or not.

But it must start from someone. It must start from someone like Athanasius, who does what is right because it is right, not because he knows it will succeed.

Where is our Athanasius? I don’t see him anywhere.

We need to pray harder for one.



Why I Do Not Think Monsignor Bux Is Helping (Though He Certainly Wants To)

Pope Francis in a pensive moment


Monsignor Bux, one of the few straight Catholics remaining around the Vatican, has publicly questioned whether the matter of the validity of Francis’ election should not be deepened.

The good man does not seem to have deep-seating reservations about the election in itself, reservations about which he obviously remained silent for years. Rather, he hints fairly transparently at the expediency matter: it is easier to get rid of the Evil Clown through the way of the illegitimate election than through any other way.

I allow myself to disagree, for the reasons that follow.

1. The matter of the validity of the election of a Pope is a mine field of procedural, subtle distinguos. It is made much more difficult from the obvious fact that Benedict does not question Francis’ legitimacy. It is difficult even to think of an “antipope” to whom the alleged Pope is not even anti; that is, in no antagonism or conflicting claim whatsoever. You simply can’t reasonably claim that a Pope who wanted to abdicate just did not want to.

2. Alternatively to and together with the “Benedict did not know what he was doing” argument, to start the procedural quibbles now means to undermine every future papal election. By every new election, one or three cardinals violating the secret of the conclave and stating that yes, they reached agreement to allow the election of Pope Pius XIII would, then, allow liberal cardinals to promote, and the press to ask, the deposition of said Pope Pius XIII. This causes infinitely more damage than a couple of old fags plotting to have a Pope agreeable to them; something, by the way, which has always happened and will always happen, because this is the reality of human nature. It really took a V II Pope of the naivete of JP II to establish stupid rules everyone but him knew would never be followed, opening a can of worms of gigantic proportions for the joy of the lovers of quibbles and enemies of reality. Still, as always, ecclesia supplet and the Pope will always be the one whom the entire Catholic planet sees as the Pope; or, if you prefer, common sense will always prevail. Mind, the same applies if one uses the argument that Benedict never really abdicated: around half the Cardinals are illegitimate ones.

3. Monsignor Bux’ way is in no way easier than a proclamation from the side of the Cardinals of papal heresy. Actually, it is more difficult and infinitely more messy. What is easier, to persuade a Cardinal to go against the Pope because of obvious heresy, or because of a procedural quibble? What would the faithful more easily understand: that the Cardinals want to depose the Pope because he is a damn heretic, or that they want to depose the Pope because three or four old fags bragged about their own vote-swaying ability and/or the man who wanted to adbicate was wrong about his very will to abdicate?

4. What happens when Benedict dies (which can be any day now): will they decide that at this point Benedict has most certainly relinquished the keys of peter to Francis, or will every Cardinal not so inclined become, as he well should at that point, a de facto Sedevacantist? What will, then, those very same factual Sedevacantists do when a new conclave is elected: reject it because many of the Cardinals were appointed by a Pope whose elections might be procedurally null and void, or who was not the Pope because Benedict was the real one? And the conclave next? And the next? Does Monsignor Bux understands that he is, albeit unwittingly, undermining the legitimacy of every future Pope in the eyes of the very Catholic faithful?  

This all just makes no sense. It is like having an elephant in the room and, instead of proceeding to remove the elephant, engaging in endless sophistry about whether the truck driver who transported it had a valid driving license. Remove the damn elephant, for crying out loud!

The Pope is a heretic. This is the problem, and nothing else.

You deal with a heretic Pope the way this was done in the past: you challenge him and, if he does not recant, you depose him and let the mess ensue that God obviously has decreed should ensue, then open strife is infinitely better than acquiescence to a heretical Pope. After which, let everyone call “schism” as much as he wants: there will be those who are with Christ and those who are against, period.

Monsignor Bux’ hypothesis does not help, and it makes things worse.

The solution to the current heresy is the challenging of a heretical Pope as heretical.

Not difficult to understand.

Nothing new, either.







Friends In High Places

I was reading one of the several great books I have from the great Dominic Garrigou-Lagrange, and one part struck me with renewed impact: whenever we ask a Saint for his intercession he will, provided our petition is a legitimate one, intercede for us with Christ. Every. Single. Time.

Now: I knew this; as, I am sure, many of you know. But the consciousness of certain facts of our wonderful Catholic religion slide in the background with the time, and they need – at least as far as I am concerned – to be periodically refreshed and given new life.

Think of it. Think of how big a deal this is. Do not fall for the Protestant “Christ is my buddy” ruse. Catholicism is a huge cooperative endeavour, and it is meant to work that way.

Make it a habit to confide your sorrows and direct your honest, legitimate requests to your favourite Saint, and of course to Maria Mediatrix, every day. Bask in the beauty of this daily consolation. Let your hopes, your aspirations and, if need be, your tears reach those in Heaven who love you and whom you trust. They will hear you every single time, and they will not fail to help you every single time.

Remember: you have friends in high places.


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