Category Archives: Traditional Catholicism

Pachamama Drowns Into The Tiber

Please stop what you are doing, make some popcorn and go to the Barnhardt site, where two versions of a wonderful video exist: wooden statues of “Pachamama” taken away from the church and thrown into the river, where they belong.

Oh, joy! Oh, what a laugh! And the politically incorrect act of throwing them all in the Tiber!

Of course, the Tiber is highly symbolic here. Heretics were thrown in the Tiber. Pope Formosus – after the synodus horrenda – was, too!

One wonders what other modern Pope might have deserved to have his corpse thrown into the river after his execution for manifest heresy. Of course, one would have to declare him deposed first. Alas, we don’t do these things anymore. Not Christian enough, you see.

My rosary tonight is for the people who have done this.

One video says more than 1000 blog articles.

Rosary Suggestions

The Vatican has apparently launched an erosary app allowing people to pray the Rosary.

Let us set aside for the moment the fact that the Rosary app might actually track your use. Let us also forget that there are, in fact, plenty of free apps out there to do exactly the same.

What, as always, grates me is the wordliness.

The app is apparently destined to pray the Rosary “for peace”.

Nothing in FrancisChurch is to do with Christ, with Salvation, or with sin. Everything they do is directed toward the fashionable cares of the world, like the obsession with peace and with the environment; and in order to promote these issues nothing is safe: from the hammer and sickle crucifix Francis gratefully received, to the Rosary “for peace”.

I suggest to all my readers that they pray their Rosary today for the end of this Pontificate.

Who knows, if you are prayers are answered and God’s Grace help us, the Rosary might be seen again as an instrument for the salvation of souls.

How I Solved The Amazon’s Priest Problem And Made Everybody Happy

I have, thanks to a sudden inspiration of the Spirit, solved once and for all the problem of the lack of priests in the Amazons.

The rescue of the local souls will take place as follows.

1. A contingent of US Bishops, of those who love to talk about inequality the most, will be sent down there first. These worthy men of the cloth will, certainly, enthusiastically follow the call to “become poor”, and “be the other”. Their example will cause the entire world to wonder at their saintliness. Including auxiliary bishops, we should have at least 100 new “priests” down there in no time. Oh, what a wonderful example of modesty and dedication they will give!!

2. The second contingent will be formed of those clerics (from simple priests to Monsignors to Bishops) from South America who have, at some stage in their career, praised the governments of Venezuela or Bolivia as examples of social justice in action. No doubt, they will be delighted to be transferred to a region where the simple, but profound spirituality of the locals (people, remember, from whom the Church can learn much) will make it so much easier to edificate communities of sincere Christians, who put solidarity before possessions in harmony with the message of our beloved Pope Francis. I would say that 100 to 200 of these worthy individuals will be found in no time.

3. Should this still not be sufficient, more innovative measures will be adopted. The priests in the press offices or PR departments of all European Dioceses will be required to march down there at once. No active priestly duties will be found missing in ole Europe. The worthy clerics will, as always, teach everybody how to do it. In particular, the German staffeln will soon educate everyone to the German, that is, correct way of doing everything, ja?

There. Up to 500 consecrated priests sent down in two weeks. Should take care of the locals all right.

Oh, wonderful example of piety and disinterest! Oh, multinational cooperation of souls! Oh, moving example of loving embrace between the pen and the tattoo, the PhD and the profound spirituality of the forest! Oh, beautiful ecology of Saint Greta The Holy Fool Of God!

This is so humble, so eco, so Francis that I am sure that the Spirit is involved in this from the very start!

I expect my canonisation between 12 and 18 months after my death, which will happen as late as practically feasible.

My monument shall be placed in the Vatican Garden.

In the exact place where, now, heathen gods are worshiped.

Sticks And Stones Might Ruin Your Career

A transsexual individual mentioned by Dave Chappelle in his latest, supposedly “transphobic” (whatever that means) stand-up comedy show has committed suicide, and the leftist mob must now decide whether Chappelle is to be crucified of not.

Chappelle is a leftist of the rarer sort (the thinking one) and he has been in the past an advocate for the First Amendment. Leftists are enemies of the First amendment, and they might try to destroy the man just to make the point that whoever dares to rebel to the leftist mind control will be destroyed.

On the other hand, there are several elements that might persuade the leftist PC mob to pick another sacrificial victim. Chappelle belongs, like the suicide, to an Officially Protected Species (he is Black), he is a very popular guy, and if the attack fails he will mock the pc mob troops for the rest of his life. Food for thoughts, methinks.

Breitbart points out that the suicide was actually in a cordial relationship with Chappelle. I find it irrelevant. The First Amendment is not restricted to friends.

We will see how this pans out as it will be an interesting barometer of the struggle of the pc troops to totally control the speech (and, with that, the mind) of the American People.

As for the poor wretch, you may do worse than saying an eternal rest for him, albeit his final destination appears probable enough (whiny and sugary suicide note). He killed himself in the end. Apparently, an astonishing percentage of these people do.

The brutal truth is that one who lucidly decides to try to change himself from a man to a woman is already in the hands of the enemy to such an extent, that the suicide appears a mere securing the prey rather than capturing it.

As to you, my dear reader, keep mocking all the perversions of the times without any mercy. The wise man castigat ridendo mores, and God knows the mores are atrocious enough.

Teach Your Children Well

Sometime during the weekend I have read a blog post of some blogger, reflecting on whether children should be prepared to the sad realities of our time.

In my eyes not only this should happen, but it should have happened with several Popes of the past.

Children are highly impressionable , and well-disposed to absorb what their parents tell them. A 5 years old told that Francis is one of the baddies, but the Church is sacred and Indefectible, and God guides all good people no matter how confusing the times, will immediately reconcile this information with the reality he sees around him. On the contrary, a 5 years old told that Francis is the good uncle in white will, upon discovering the truth, doubt everything his parents have taught him; this, provided he does not take Francis’ part in the first place.

We would be much, much better off today if these harsh lessons had been taught to children in the sad times of Paul VI and John Paul The Tarmac Kisser. Those children would have, in much greater number, become adults allergic to all that childish and effeminate baggage of V II. They would, today, make for far better-prepared troops in the service of Christ.

Children understand good and evil. They do not expect earth to be a paradise. What they expect is that the loving voice of their parents give them guidance as to what is good and what is bad. Armed with these security, they will be able to walk through life in faith, and without questioning it the moment they realised that they have been lied to concerning Francis.

Teach your children well, my dear readers. Equip them for a long battle to come. They will, I think, be grateful to you forever.

From The Mouth Of A Devout Catholic

I received this comment from Kate R., an attentive reader above suspicion.

The comment was so good, and dripping such righteous, justified indignation, that I report it here, in its entirety, as an example of the right attitude and the right faith.

Congratulations to Kate R.

Please let us bring this energy to the discussions with friends & family.

God knows we need to be vocal in these disgraceful times.


The worst of all this is the inaction. It always has been the worst part of it. Evil and rogue popes, we get, apathetic, self-serving cowards and apostates posing as Bishops and Cardinals, we don’t.
Now we know. After seeing the pope hold a pagan ceremony, with naked idols that the participants bowed to and the pope blessed, since they have not called an imperfect council, it will never happen. Now some are entertaining the naked lady was the Blessed Mother. No one represents Our Lady as a nude, and certainly not as the pagans do with the red, inflamed uterus, because that is not Our Lady it is either Pachamama or Yacy, or Ruda, idols all, and the little man with the weewee is Guaracy. But this disgusting Vatican will now probably try to say it was Our Lady and I’m not buying it, are you? Reportedly, the pagans worship the uterus and menstrual cycle of women. Whatever. That’s why the uterus is red on the pregnant ladies. My God, I could go nuts just talking about this. This is insane. Are we all crackers?? We should be storming the Vatican and throwing him into the Tiber.

Back when the dubia were chatted about there were those who said Cdl. Burke will NEVER take a further step, that he was a fake conservative and was not going to make a stir by doing something concrete against Francis.
Well, one has to say they were right, because honestly, if demon worship in the Vatican garden so close to the tomb of St. Peter does not motivate you, then you cannot be motivated enough to get it done. And now we have confirmed for us what we suspected seeing the louse refuse to kneel before Christ. He doesn’t believe Jesus is divine. You could tell that by the miserable glare he gave Jesus every time. What a skunk.

Pagan Is Who Pagan Does

Pope Marcellinus famously sacrificed to the Pagan gods of the Romans. He did so to avoid execution; possibly an immediate, on the spot one.

He was still found to have no excuse, and an imperfect Council was held to have him (self) deposed.

How can, therefore, even the most obstinate Pollyanna not recognise that Francis did that, and worse than that, during the recent pagan ceremony held on October 4 in the Vatican Garden, in the presence of the Pope himself and several other prelates of questionable manliness?

Was Francis under duress? Could he claim that the Amazonian people – or, as far as I am concerned, my red fish – would have killed him if he had not attended? How is, therefore, Francis less deserving of both imperfect Council and deposition than Marcellinus? Of course he should have the possibility to repent and be kept in place, like his worthy, now canonized and martyred predecessor did. But the trial, he has certainly deserved.

Nor can it be said that the Pagan ritual is less of a pagan ritual because designated as the “consecration of the Synod to St. Francis”. Things are what they are.

Would Marcellinus have gotten away with it if he had called his sacrifice “consecration of the Roman Population to Jesus”? Clearly not, because in those times a Catholic was not able to think one tenth of the improbable excuses nowadays made for Francis by people calling themselves Catholic.

Even if we were to magically forget all the heresies of this satanical individual in the last six and a half years, this event alone would suffice for the convocation of an imperfect Council that gets us rid of him. And for the sake of completeness, it goes without saying that at this point it does not matter a jot if a schism would follow, then the level of deviation from any half way reasonable standard of Catholicism has now become such that any split of bishops should be not only not feared, but welcomed.

I wonder what excuses Burke & Co. (that is, those who are likely still Catholic and understand what is happening) are imagining for not acting? That Francis is old?

Heavens, have they looked at Benedict? What prevents Francis from being in charge for another ten years, perhaps more? And why would God in His Goodness solve the problem for the faithful, when those tasked with exactly that do nothing?

We do not have any right to have this burden taken away from us. It is far more likely that God will help us when we finally help ourselves. Which makes sense. Bishops who tolerate Francis’ satanical, pagan antics without doing anything deserve to have him around for a long time.

As for us poor Pewsitter, we take this as punishment for our own and our fathers’ sins. But if we think that we are entitled to the end of this mess, we are probably deserving more of it.

Meet Accomplice Emeritus

Pontiff Emeritus has received the last FrancisCardinals and has told them that they must be obedient to the Pope.

In theory, this is all logical. You cannot expect an Emeritus to say to the Cardinals that they should not obey to his successor.

In practice, it is more complicated than that.

Benedict must know – because he is old, but he is not gaga – that Francis is pushing a massive agenda of heresy and general enmity of Christ. He is also not really obliged to give speeches to Cardinals. Like every old man, he could have a headache, or one of many ailments not allowing him to tire himself.

However, as a Bishop of the Church, and one who even insists on saying that the spiritual obligations of a Pope remain duties of his, he is just as obliged as any other Bishop to defend Christ from the attack Francis is bringing on Him.

Does he do that? No. Not at all.

Does he express his condemnation of Francis in a safer, more diplomatic way? No, he does not do that, either.

It would have been very easy, for an intelligent man like him, to profit from this public occasion to give a lesson to Francis. It would have been so easy as to say to the Cardinal that they owe obedience to Christ first. He could have reminded the Cardinal of their duty to not believe even an angel, if the angel wants to teach them some novelty never thought before.

He could have done all that and more, and he did nothing.

I am very sorry to bust the Benedict Bubble of some of my readers, but it is as plain as the sun that Benedict cannot wash his hands of responsibility again. Not only has he culpably avoided issuing a condemnation of Francis as heretic, he even tells the Cardinals they must obey to him when he perfectly well knows the situation and the many calls to the Cardinals to do just that.

It is beyond me how some people can concoct in their minds the utter fantasy of a Benedict that would be a sort of dissident who does not dissent, a persecuted guy who lives in comfort where he wants to live, an opponent of the Pope who tells the Cardinals to obey Francis, a secluded Rapunzel who can talk to journalists any time he wants, and a defender of Catholicism who actually never does that.

I don’t know what this guy’s problem is. At his age, even being sent to exile to Kathmandu must not appear a very terrible punishment, particularly with his judgment staring him in the face.

My atrocious suspicion is that, besides being so horribly gregarious, Benedict really thinks that the Holy Ghost is inspiring Francis. This is not such a huge stretch for one who certainly thinks that the Holy Ghost inspired the Second Vatican Council.

It is sad to see this old man marching towards what looks like almost certain hell with his infirm pace. But the reality is in front of us all, and silly fantasies about the secret chief of the opposition who actually never opposes the government are not worthy of thinking men.

The Emeritus is Francis’ accomplice.

It’s as simple as that.

Why The Synod Takes Place In Rome

One of the things one notices about the disgraceful Synod Of The Savages is that… it does not take place in the Amazonas.

We were not given the privilege to see the Pope (who flies absolutely everywhere without any compunction for the use emissions he causes) flying on the same aeroplane with his chosen FrancisBishops and Franciscardinals to Manaus, whence they jump into their modest indigenous vehicles and, closely followed by cameras, immerse themselves in the spirituality of the deep Amazonian forest as they travel to a place where the local savages have traditionally practiced their own heathen rituals; from which, we are told, we and they, the Pope and Bishops and Cardinals, have an awful lot to learn.

Not really. Instead, it appears the synod dealing oh so movingly with the spirituality we can learn from the trees and the spirit of the forest sees the Holy Pope Of The Earth and his Environmentally Conscious Holy Bishops not anywhere near the ones or the other. He has, in fact, remained in the Vatican, where the spiritual call of the Mother Forest and the simple chant of the Savagepriest cannot be heard, even one bit!

A shame! A shame, I tell you! The TV-broadcast march of the Holy, Modest Men as they open their way in the forest, and their hearts to it, amidst Kumbaya chants and the simple sound created by the local spirituality would have been the media event of the decade! What an opportunity to learn an “integral ecology”, and grow spiritually listening to what the Spirit has whispered to the Holy Savages, away from the trappings of Capitalism!

I think I know why they decided to talk about the spirituality of the forest from the comfort of the palaces inside the (hateful, and clearly Unchristian) Leonine Walls.

There are no gay saunas in the Amazonas!

Apocalypse (Not Quite) Now

The notorious Savagery Synod has just started, and it is already abundantly clear what its leitmotiv is going to be: the attempt at remaking the Church – to what extent remains to be seen – according to a mythical will of the Holy Ghost, of which the Evil Clown is the only interpreter and intermediary.

Francis is playing a sort of modern, very fat, extremely cantankerous sybilla, and we have to bow to the inspiration he receives, or else.

Without me, you damn idiot.

The recent announcement that the Vatican deficit is double than expected seems to indicate that my sentiments are shared by a growing number of Italian – and, no doubt, foreign – Catholics who, tired with the antics of this evil old man, have decided to deny the Church the amount of their tax bill for which they can choose the destination. A wonderful irony, this one, because the modern system of choice between earmarking a part of one’s bill either for the Church or for state-sponsored activities is a result of the Church losing – by express will and with explicit consent of the V II Church, with John Paul The Tarmac Kisser not so happily reigning – Her status of State Religion.

And so we have the pathetic spectacle of an old nincompoop who, out of sheer hatred for the Church, wants to demolish as much of her as he can before he stretches his paws as he sinks more and more into irrelevance. Newsflash: he will fail.

Catholics will remain Catholic, though it is fair to assume that God’s Providence will provide for a great number of Reprobates in the years and decades to come. There is no amount of antics that can persuade a person with his heart in the right place, and a modicum of fear of the Lord, that God has suddenly changed, and in fact it takes a disingenuousness and self-deception of gigantic proportions to even conceive an absurd monstrosity like this one. But hey, there is no scarcity of perverts, fornicators, perverts, atheists, cowards, perverts and perverts among our Prelates, the Press and the so-called “progressive catholics”: they will be Francis’ main audience, and he will die with their effeminate applause in his ears.

This Amazon Synod is an opportunity – allowed by Providence – for countless Pollyannas to do something serious for their salvation and finally choose Christ over this sad excuse of a Pope.

I suggest that you don’t lose sleep over this. Prepare yourself for robust discussions with prayer and penance, instructing and refreshing yourself with good Catholic knowledge. But don’t let this cretin cloud your serenity.

I used to spend uneasy, or outright sleepless nights because of Francis. Garrigou-Lagrange’s “Providence” put an end to that.

Be in good spirit. The Apocalypse will, one day, befall Francis and his ilk. We will, however, live and die Catholic, and may our prayers help us, with God’s grace, on our way to Salvation.

Pope Eco Loon Plants A Tree

I was very pleased to read that the Evil Clown will symbolically plant a tree to show how very ecological he is etc. Etc.

This kind of cheap, cheesy PR stunts will damage him among Catholics and, by being praised by the wrong crowd, will help even those who are still not red pilled yet (and boy, they are late!) to finally understand what is going on.

Religious should never try to emulate politicians. When they do, they unavoidably damage themselves in the long run for the fleeting satisfaction of the headlines in the short term. The eco warrior in cassock, or priestly suit, is the perfect image of the guy who just doesn’t get it. All those who are more interested in salvation than in the next tree (broadly speaking, they should coincide with the Elect) will immediately feel that all this is as off as last month’s carrots. The eco loons (many of them, assuredly, Reprobates) will immediately embrace the stuff or, in case, criticise it because not looney enough, thus further alerting the first group as to the kind of people the Evil Clown is stupidly trying to court.

Francis does not get this because, having no faith, he is unable to even imagine how the brains of the faithful work. To him, vacuous slogans and an empty search for popularity is all there is, whilst his obvious hatred for the Church makes his stupidity more fun, at least for as long as he lives.

I hope the guy keeps planting trees, starts going to the funeral of glaciers and publicly invites teenager to not go to school in order to aggrandize him. The wrong crowd will be delighted, but the people who count will be terrified.

Keep planting trees, Frankie boy.

Show everybody what a joke you are.

On Salvini, The Crucifix, And The Tortellini

The Italian Trump, Matteo Salvini, criticised two recent anti-Christian moves in Italy: the proposal to remove the Crucifix from classrooms and the traitorous decision of the Archbishop Cardinal of Bologna to have, for the feast of the Patron, tortellini made with chicken instead of pork, you easily imagine why.

Salvini criticises and then reflects whether he is the best man for it, because he is a sinner.

My answer to this is: we all are, Signor Salvini.

God works in mysterious and often unexpected ways. Countless times, He has used improbable characters for His purposes.

The tribal chiefs whose conversion led to the christianisation of England were certainly no saints, either before or, it is to be suspected, after their conversion. The lesser chiefs and common people who then converted because of tribal customs were also quite improbable speakers for their new religion. But this is how it works.

The Cathars were forced to convert or die. Not many champions of orthodoxy about them, I am sure. But how many Cathars has France now?

Do not reject good deeds because they come from people who are below par. Encourage and support politicians who are committed to the right policies for the public, and let the Lord deal with their private failings.

The man who gave Italy the long-desired peace with the Church was – at that time – a public atheist and public concubine. He married canonically merely because the Church made of this a precondition of the agreement. He remained, all his life, a first-class philanderer. But he changed the Country and helped the Church to become a formidable force in Italy. He was good enough for Pius XI, who very rightly called him “l’ uomo della Provvidenza”. You work with what God gives you.

Please remember this every time you vote. Please do not help Christian values to be defeated just because those who would lead you to victory are below your standard. And please always support the Salvinis of the world, when you know they are batting for the right team.

God knows, these days we cannot afford to be choosy.

The Rhine Flows Into The Styx

It is reported that there is a lot of German money and influence behind the Amazon Synod. In their perspective, it makes sense.

If you want to demolish the rules of the Church you must sow as much chaos as possible, so that you don’t stick out. As a global controversy rages, they will be able to proceed to the demolition of the Church in Germany with much less hassle. As long as Francis lives, they will be covered and protected from disciplinary measures. When Francis dies, they will spread favours and money right and left to get the right “climate” for a candidate convenient to them; not a difficult task, bar Divine intervention, as Francis has now appointed a great number of Cardinals made after his liking.

This scale of evil can only be explained in one way: these people are atheists, all of them. They see themselves as functionaries of a huge, secular NGO they want to keep prospering, procuring influence and privilege to them for as long as they live. They want to change the Church like you would try to change the electoral manifesto of a party.

At this point, the Rhine is flowing directly into the Styx. One might say “may the Lord have mercy on them all”, but by this scale of evil it appears pretty clear that, bar perhaps some isolated exception, He won’t, too big is here the scale and intensity of the attack.

In pure German fashion, you have the fake orthodox Cardinal (Woelki) giving pre-arranged “warnings” about the Atrocious Earthquake that is being announced. After which, again in pure German fashion, a Lesser Earthquake will take place, which at this point will seem a “moderate”, “sensible” solution instead of…. a veritable earthquake. After a while, the next earthquake will be undertaken, because at that point the entire region will be highly seismic.

It really is the unfolding of an evil plan carefully planned years ago.

The Rhine will flow into the Styx. Stay away from it.

Heresy vs Mistreating The Dog: Why The Faul Conclave Strategy Is A Mistake

Prominent personalities in the Church are now calling for an investigation into the legitimacy of Pope Francis’ election.

I do think, as I did before, that this is useless and counterproductive.

It is counterproductive, because once you go along this road there will be no end of such controversies in the future, it being extremely easy to state that X met Y and Y met Z, and they “conspired”. It would, in my opinion, damage the Church for a long time.

It is useless, because it is a discussion on whether Stalin was nice to his dog. The abstract and abstruse reasons that would have to be adducted for this declaration would simply pale in front of the real fact, that Stalin was really evil and Francis is truly a heretic.

It is not conceivable that a sufficient number of Cardinals could decide that Francis was not legitimately elected, but is not a heretic. Not only is this logically absurd (when you rebel to the Pope you rebel outright, because if you lose you find yourself in Patagonia anyway), but it is doomed to fail, because Catholicism would not understand or even begin to digest the deposition of a Pope based on procedural irregularities, made by people who claim he is in good standing. And I would love, in that case, to know what the proposers of such a theory think of a similarly vitiated Conclave, which elects Pius XIII The Absolutely Wonderful.

No. If you want to get rid of Francis, you need to claim the obvious and unavoidably disqualifying fact: that he is a heretic.

Honestly, I do not think this is likely, either. But I would love to know that the future generations of Catholics, when Sanity has been restored, remember that faithful Catholics denounced a heretical Pope as a heretic, instead of quibbling about who has met whom, when.

Mind: whatever get us rid of Francis will certainly not see me on the barricades to avoid it happening. But again, it seems like wanting to get rid of the tyrant because he did not recycle his rubbish.

The question of heresy (which is evident) must be addressed. This question alone is perfectly apt to justify, or rather demand, the deposition of a Pope.

All the rest is, ic you ask me, self-defeating, abstruse distraction.

Homo Is Who Homo Does

It had to happen at some point.

Making his dislike of you very public and very official, Pope Francis has received Father Martina, Society of Queers, at the Vatican.

Not in a private capacity, mind, as a brief encounter to swap tales from the bathhouse, or such like edifying stories among the Queeruits. No, it was in the same room in which, normally, ambassadors and other personalities the Pope receives in his official capacity are met.

What this means, is that the man is really showing a very long finger to you, my dear reader, and to all of us.

It can be that the Evil Clown is perverted himself, and at this point only the most incurable Pollynnas would be surprised if it turned out that way. It can also be that, having been elected thanks to the support of the Homo Lobby, he is simply paying his dues and protecting his sore-assed sponsors. In both cases, his behaviour indicates the most shocking inability to prove any disgust when confronted with sodomy, and any fear of the Lord in general.

Still, unless he repents before dying, I can imagine that the man will spend eternity surrounded by the same acidic, bitchy individuals, like Father Martina, he so enjoys meeting now. Homo is who homo does, in the end; and of all the heresies this disgraceful individual has promoted, the homoheresy might be remembered as the most provocative and insulting one.

We, who believe in God and know that Providence is working every second with inescapable exactness, can smile at the two homos – whether real or honorary – so desperately, petulantly looking for a stage. They certainly think that there will be no God punishing them after they die (which is the only alternative to both being actual Satanists); but make no mistake, they will have their reward.

Dear reader, arm yourself with patience, a rosary, and – in you can – some sense of humour as you see these clown thinking that there is no God. It can be that this situation goes on for many more decades, and I personally think we will almost all be dead when sanity returns. But this does not have to discourage us. It is already decreed in which moment exactly we will die, and the only thing we have to do is to stay faithful to our religion until that day and have a robust hope that the Lord’s Mercy will reward us for that.

In all this, Francis really has nothing to say.

Joan Of Arc And The Deranged, Angry Shaman

If you want a clear sign of the stupidity of the times in which we are living, look no further than to Greta Thunberg.

A clearly deranged, bigoted, ignorant, officially mentally challenged, and extremely arrogant girl has politicians from many Countries, and equally deranged people all over the West, looking at her as if she was Joan of Arc. She is, in fact, exactly the contrary of that great Saint.

Joan believed in God, with a faith so strong she stunned her very faithful contemporaries. Greta has clearly no faith at all. Joan was evidently so intelligent that she could be a credible military commander. Greta is mentally ill. Joan had the trust of a King in the extremely delicate matter of war conduct. Greta is merely used by politicians looking for short-term advantage and the promotion of a radical agenda. Joan was strong and independent. Greta is fragile and clearly manipulated every minute of her life.

Greta Thunberg is the perfect image of our times: mentally ill, deranged, with an arrogance only surpassed by her own ignorance, thinking that the world must bow to her mental illness. She should be under strict medical supervision, and it is a mystery to me how a country like Sweden does not force her to actually go to school.

I do not make excuses for her. At her age, she has the duty to be aware of the utter stupidity of her lay preaching. Also, she is not totally retarded. But certainly, the astonishing self-centredness of this arrogant girl has been fuelled all the way by her equally deranged parents and, now, by the Antiindustrial Socialist Complex riding this very dumb tiger.

What appears clear in this confused, deranged girl and in those who are deranged enough to believe in her message is an absolute lack of faith. It is impossible to believe in a Creator of one billion galaxies and be persuaded that His creation can be endangered by chimneys, car exhausts, or the farts of cows. It is just plain damn senseless, faithless stupidity.

Alas, an army of faithless parents have raised an army children just as faithless, with the added arrogance of those who, likely, never got even slapped by their parents and think, at 16, that the world must do as they say.

Have no mercy at all for Greta and her ilk. Mock her, and them, mercilessly.

Enough with the modern , heathenish religion of earth and its deranged, angry shamans.

Of Course We Deserve Francis!

This is why we deserve Francis.


I read around of the one or other blogger who said he did not do anything to deserve Francis. He said worse and, in my eyes, unintentionally blasphemed. But I would like to dwell on the first point.

To say that one did not deserve Francis is akin to say that one did not crucify Christ. We all crucified Christ. We all deserve Francis.

Catholicism is diachronous. We pay for the sins of our fathers, and we carry in us their own sinfulness. We, as Catholics, carry in us both the guilt of Adam and Eve and the guilt of Vatican II.

History shows us that God allows the Church to go through corrupted times. It was so in the IX and X Century, or in the times of the Great Heresies. It is so now.

Let us take a peasant in Central Europe around 975. What had he done to deserve the astonishing merry-go-round of largely corrupted Popes that occurred in his age? Well, first of all, probably a lot. Secondly, it is not about him, and even the most virtuous peasant of his vicinity did carry the guilt of the corruption of his first ancestors.

Some might say that the peasant in 975 could go on with his life blissfully unaware of all the turmoil in Rome, whilst we have to endure echoes of Francis every day. But it works both ways. The peasant did not know much of the turmoil, and this was to his advantage. But we (collectively speaking) have at our disposal the Internet, and with it a knowledge of what the Church should be far more advanced than the one of that peasant. What do we do, collectively, to restore sanity? Not much, as abundantly showed by your own Parish church, where every Sunday atrocious songs are singed in astonishing out of tune voices, by tattooed people wearing flips-flops, treating the Church like a kindergarten, and deciding what they believe or do not believe of what the Church teaches even as they stand up and say the Creed. All this, in the noisy surrounding of a protestantised Mass that clearly falls short in honouring God truly present in the Tabernacle; something, by the way, which many of them likely not even believe.

V II is the reflection of the arrogance of our times, but it is also nourished by that arrogance. The same arrogance, incidentally, which leads people to say that they do not deserve Francis.

Oh, I deserve Francis! I deserve Francis big time!! Firstly, because I am a wretched sinner. Secondly, because I have, in my life, thought for a long time that I could, also, make my own religion, and the mitigating circumstances of atrocious Catholic formation and parents not interested in religion do not fully excuse my fundamental mistake. Thirdly, because the sins of the fathers shall be visited upon the sons. Fourthly (and most importantly) because it is completely logical that God would punish the arrogance of Vatican II by sending Popes like Francis and, I am afraid, his successors. 

Play heretic games, win heretic prizes.

In a sense, the statement that one has not done anything to deserve Francis (made by a person who is, very likely, a good Catholic and, most probably, better than me) is a good portrait of exactly the arrogance of this generation, of the strain of rebellion the post-V II Catholics have in their blood. We think we can decide what kind of Pope we have deserved. We even think that a God that sends us Francis, to use the words of that blogger as I remember them, “sucks” (if it wasn’t that, if was something to that effect). See? The rebellion is just there, in black and white.

God has allowed Francis to become Pope for the same reason why he always allows evil to happen: that good may come out of it.

In this case the good appears evident both individually and collectively; individually, so that we are led to do penance, and pray more, for the restoration of sanity. Collectively, so that we understand that Francis is the unavoidable by-product of Vatican II, and the rebellion that V II made official will lead to worse and worse consequences as the decades go by, until sanity is restored again.






False Charity In The Age Of Francis

I followed from Canon 212 this astonishingly dumb article from some Proddy blogger.

Proddy blogger is so edified that his daughter (unspecified age; but you already know she will likely be dumb all her life) first tries to pump money of of him so that she can feel good with herself, then – when all has failed – engages in a virtue-signalling exercise by giving the beggar all of a twenty dollar bill.

I am pretty sure there was no lack of booze, that evening, for the beggar “made in the image of God”.

The vacuity of it all is, predictably, underpinned with a quote from Pope Evil Clown and his hate for the “throwaway culture”.

I am only missing the tirade on the alleged man-made global warming now.

This is what proddies too often do. They might have good intentions of sort, but, left to their own devices and without the solid guidance of the Depositum Fidei and the rich tapestry of the Catholic Church, they end up drowning in their own emotional vacuity. Vacuity amply demonstrated by the fact that the guy can’t find anything better than Pope Francis – and the FrancisAuthors who parrot his inane blathering – to tell us that Catholicism has something good in it (no Obama, Sherlock!). Unfortunately, he cannot see this good, because a proper Catholic does exactly the contrary of what moved this guy so, so much.  The author of the article speaks at proddy conferences, but he has not understood the basics of life and he is training his offspring to fuel vice.

You don’t give money to beggars, full stop.

We do have the duty to clothe the naked and feed the hungry, for sure. This, we do primarily by giving money to those institutions (the Catholic Church is the first) which care for the homeless. By all means, if you want to buy a garment, or food, for a homeless person, do it and give him the garment or food. But to give money to the homeless means making almost 100% sure that this money is wasted in a, likely, very sinful way; then I can assure you one thousand times that that very same homeless person is a complete expert in how and where to get food and garments when the stupidity of the people has given him the means to get drunk, or even buy drugs.

This is common sense. You know it sounds absolutely logical. But will it stand against the cheap fix of feeling good with yourself giving money to, very likely, an addict or deranged man?

“But, but, Mundabor! The homeless in question was… a.. Veteran! How can you be so, so, soooo cruel?”

Please cut it off.

As you are there, also cut off the “perhaps this one was was not an alcoholic”, because I feel it coming.

Give money to beggars, be an accomplice in their vices.





Pope Scoundrel Perfectly Pictured

Quite the interesting photograph, uh?

What Gloria TV published is most certainly authentic. It is difficult to imagine a man making such a face, for the camera, without a deep-seated bullying instinct and intimidation will inside him.

This, I think, is the real Bergoglio. The Bergoglio most people do not get to see. The Bergoglio who screams profanities and has temper tantrums. The bully. The hater. The scoundrel.

You look at that picture and you know why Kapos could exist. You look at that picture and you understand that there can be people happy to dissect babies in their mother’s womb for a living. It really says more than 1000 words.

I do not know the context of this photo. It really looks like the mug of a crack cocaine dealer thinking of his enemies. It is the picture of a bad man, trying to convey how bad he is. It is also the picture of a man able to do everything he knows he will get away with.

I am glad this picture has emerged. It might well become the defining photo not of the Pontificate (the shot was clearly taken in earlier years) but of the man’s character.

The Economy Of Stupid

It appears from here that Pope Francis allows the Vatican to run a deficit of around 23% budget. 

Well congratulations, Frankie dear. This is not Venezuela yet, but you are well on your way.

I have wondered for a long time whether Socialists can count. After mature reflection, I have come to the conclusion that they (probably) can, but they do not allow irrelevances like facts, numbers, or common sense to stay in the way of their ideology, their caprices, their and their own friends’ desire for waste or personal enrichment, and their own general childishness.

It is normally fine until there are other people whose money can be expropriated. If there are any complaint, shout out loud and expropriate more. Rinse. Repeat.

It’s a complex problem. Rich liberal donors apparently do not like to donate money for causes that aggrandise the Pope and his bunch of homo prelates. They will normally donate to the Church only if they can aggrandise themselves.

They must profit something that can be seen. Big. Famous. Shiny. The renovation of St Patrick’s Cathedral in New York amassed more than $100m in a matter of hours. That was an easy fundraising. But the game becomes much more difficult if what is necessary to finance is a bunch of anonymous Monsignors, many of them actually given to sodomy.

Then there is the other problem: Francis, like every socialist idiot, likes to play statesman.

He launches big “reforms” that go nowhere but cost money. And he travels a lot, which is not as cheap as it used to be, because the Italian Government does not subsidise them anymore.

Then he does other stupid things like forbidding the sale of cigarettes within the Vatican (note here: smoking is not a sin; promoting heresy is), forcing his people to actually walk a couple of hundred metres to buy the cigarettes in nearby Italy, where the Italian Government will cash in the tax money. A small example, but very much indicative of the great stupidity of Francis.

Mind: he will not go bankrupt. The Church’s resources are potentially unlimited.  But if people do not want to give money to socialist, Banana Republic dictators, these dictators take the money from somewhere else.

I suspect that, at some point, Francis will target the one or other conservative order just in order to plunder their coffers, with the thin excuse of some “reform” or other.

Lying, cheating and stealing is what socialists do.

Francis is, whilst (unfortunately) being also the Pope, no exception.


Death Inside

The Weasel Zipper states that Greta Thunberg gave Trump the “death stare” after having to stop to make him pass.

I disagree.

That one is not a “death stare”.

It is Greta Thunberg’s standard expression.



As there is a lot of talk of “schism” lately, I’d like to say some short words on this.

Faithful Catholics cannot be in schism with the Pope, because the Pope is the head of the Church and they would not be in schism from the Church.

The contrary also applies: the Pope cannot be in schism from the Church, exactly because he is at her head.

It seems to me an obvious, very simple observation that the sitting Pope is a heretic. Only Sedevacantists and old superstitious people who don’t know any better deny that a Pope can be a heretic (see your favourite encyclopedia under the word “Papolatry”). All the others are quite familiar with the concept, and are well aware that the situation has presented itself several times in the past.

A heretic Pope goes against the teaching of the Church he presides whilst he keeps presiding over her. In due course, God in His wisdom will put a patch on it, and at some point sanity will be restored. God, obviously, requires that the successors of the Apostles and the Princes of the Church react to a heretic Pope, but their cowardice does not change anything in the situation we have. Facts don’t change just because an expected reaction to them is not happening.

How much damage a heretic Pope does depends on how virulent his heresies are and how long his heretical goings go on unchallenged until he kicks the bucket. In this respect, the situation looks dire. Still, I have stated many times that the direness of the situation is directly proportioned to the arrogance of the rebellion of the faithful against their Church perpetrated with Vatican II.

As the rebellion has started from the inside, it is extremely fitting that the unavoidable punishment would show a Church punished from the inside, with the same guitar-strumming “faithful” and their descendants now being given an extra dollop of the same food they so ardently desired.

Play heretical games, win heretical prizes.

But I can’t see any “schism” anywhere.

Salt, Pepper and Steak?

I have read on Vox Cantoris that Father Rosica is now in a sort of rehabilitation centre for confused priests, or something of the sort.

Mind, this is not the French Guyana. Actually, it seems not bad at all.

Church Militant has a short essay on the exploits of this remarkably pernicious individual, even before trying to ruin the life and destroy the livelihood of a good Catholic blogger. I have seen no signs of any heartfelt apology to Vox Cantoris. I will, therefore, allow myself a healthy dose of scepticism about this event.

Personally (your mileage may vary) I would be interested in knowing the following:

  1. What was Rosica “recovered” for? Is this some serious problem (like, say, alcoholism or, more likely, homosexual tendencies) he wants to deal with, or is it just something that is so fashionable to have today, like “stress” (the disease of the rich; peasants can’t afford to get into a clinic for “stress”) or the like?
  2. Who pays for this? It seems a rather nice place. Can’t imagine there is a great scarcity of good food, beautiful gardens, and the like. I’d say that the one or other t-bone steak might find its way to Father Rosica’s salt, too. It would be a shame if this were financed by, say, diocesan money out of the collection of good, Catholic people.
  3. What happens next? Because you see, if at the end of the “treatment” we see that Father Rosica recants all of his atrocious homo interviews and apologises to the blogger he has tried to ruin, then it is one thing. If this is just an exercise in battery recharging or – worse – pretension to be undergoing a “spiritual rejuvenation” at the end of which the man spouts the same rubbish as before, then this is seriously bad.

Before I go, let me say a couple of things about forgiveness, because on the Vox Cantoris blog there are some comments that I found strange.

The way I understand this – and please correct me if I am wrong, or if I am using the wrong terminology – a person who forgives his enemy does not mean to say that his enemy is right in being such, or that he is even a good guy. It does not even mean that a good guy must make a public offer of reconciliation if he does not believe in the good faith of the counterpart.

It means that we do not desire that our enemies go to hell because of the horrible things done to us and, as far as we are concerned, we ask God to enlighten them so that in some way – with our knowledge or not; apologising to us or not – they may merit to escape hell in the end.

Santa Maria Goretti forgave, in dying, her rapist and murderer. She did not approve of his actions in the least.

This is the spirit with which I pray for the people who, in my life, have seriously and viciously hurt me. It’s not that I think better of them. I think of them now what I thought of them before, and it cannot be published. But certainly, I desire for these people to, one day, be with me in paradise. We all help each other asking God to forgive our trespasses as we forgive the trespasses of others against us. In that other realm, where there is no division and discord, may we, one day, be all at peace with each other. But in this one, there is a time for peace and a time for war.

Of course, it does not have to be this way. Renzo sincerely forgives Don Rodrigo *after the man is repentant*, and this forgiveness is, therefore, also a reconciliation. But the one does not mean the other. Reconciliation cannot be a unilateral, much less obligatory, exercise. The “other cheek” means that we do not handle aggressively at the first slight, and try to be slow to anger. It does not mean that we have a duty to be abused by the people who wish us harm.

I sincerely wish Francis salvation, because even a tool like him is an immortal soul, with infinite value in the eyes of His Creator. But make no mistake: as I wish him this, I do not consider him a bit less of a tool.

And I’d still like to know who pays for Father Rosica’s apparently quite comfortable “retreat” in a luxury which, likely, most of us can’t afford.


The Root Of The Problem

The site has a long, extremely interesting interview with the Superior General, Fr Pagliarani.

Fr Pagliarani conducts a brilliant dissection of Amoris Laetitia and -very rightly in my eyes- inserts it in its proper historical context: Vatican II.

I enjoyed reading his interview not only for the lucidity of Father’s argument, but because in my eyes he goes at the heart of the problem. Vatican II is the root of all evil that is befalling the Church. The restoration of sanity will have to go through the total and complete repudiation of the novelties of that Council. There is no other way to restore orthodox Catholicism, because stopping at the half of a slippery slope will cause one to… keep slipping.

Two examples he brings are particularly poignant: the constant reference to JP II (a bad Pope by any serious standard) undermines the very argument, as it tends to fight disease with something also diseased; and the irony of having Cardinal Mueller strongly criticising Amoris Laetitia, when he himself insisted that the SSPX accepted the novelties of V II.

This is a brilliant interview that I suggest you read in its entirety. As the Superior General states at the end, the way is the total embrace of the Church as it was, not the attempt to distil something good from the novelties of V II which, in the end, cannot be found.

We need to demand, just to make an example, that the Church ditches the Novus Ordo Mass in its entirety and goes back to the Tridentine Mass just as it is, without any sort of survival of the former or hybridization of the latter. The same goes for the ecclesiology etc.

Father Pagliarani is moderate in the tone, but very hard in the substance. I think his analysis of the root of the problem is spot on. I wish the Society were more assertively vocal against Francis, but I am assertively vocal by nature and others prefer a different approach.

A prayer or three for him are absolutely in order.

Trouble In Goebbelsland

I have already written about Leana Wen, the 8 month Planned Parenthood CEO who was kicked out because not aggressive enough at killing unborn babies.

Mssssss Wen is now having a very public controversy with the baby killing organisation, which – she says – is leaving her and “her family” without severance package and medical insurance. I thought about crying a micro-tear because of poor Mssssss Wen and her unfortunate family, but then I decided, better not.

Rejoice, Mssssss Wen.

You still have the greatest gift of all: life.

You have not been killed in the womb by the likes of you. Nor have your husband (if any) and your children.

The people you were instrumental in killing will never have the possibility to write to a newspaper about their lack of severance package, or medical insurance. They have been hacked to pieces in their mother’s womb, in a dismemberment the likes of you call “health care” or, even more hypocritically, “reproductive health”.

No, I will not cry a micro-tear for Msssss Wen, the abortionist now in trouble for being just a bit less of a Dr Goebbels than her employer.

This will be interesting to watch, though, as there might be a lot of dirt coming out of this.

When there is trouble in Goebbelsland, sordid details about the practices of these people might not be far away.

Triumph Of Iniquity?

God cannot allow Himself to be scorned with impunity. Now if the pains of hell were not eternal, the obstinate sinner would persevere in his revolt, since no adequate sanction would repress his pride. His rebellion, we may say, would have the last word, would be the triumph of iniquity.

These words  are from Reginald Garrigou-Lagrange’s “Life Everlasting”, one of those books I go back to again and again and that remain fresh, insightful and instructing after many readings (either because I forget things, which I do, or because it throws a fresher light on what I already know).

The reflection below strikes me anew every single time as absolutely logical, but often neglected in conversation. It is a simple point, that cannot be refuted.

You certainly have, as I did and still do, come across Sunday Theologians who improvise a theology of niceness for reasons peculiar to their own but, generally, fruit of the desire to have things their own way. They invariably reject eternal damnation as not being good enough for their lofty spirit.

Memorise this simple argument and keep it in store for when the circumstances require its use.

This is how we remain Catholics and work (with God’s grace) towards salvation in these atrocious times: absorbing the religion of our fathers as best as we can, and using the knowledge so acquired both for our salvation and, when prudence allows, for the instructions of those in more or less dire need of it.

Catholicism is all there already. There is nothing to know which we need Francis, or any other bishop or cardinal. Conversely, not making an effort to learn what we know to be true is not likely to be treated kindly when we die, then a bad pope is no excuse for being a bad Catholic.

We work on our salvation with fear and trembling whatever Francis goes around blathering.



The Little Problem

Yes, the FrancisTroops of the Papolatry SS (or shall I say the Gaystapo plus auxiliary troops) are using the “schism” as an insult to decent Catholics.

The game is very simple: you take something very normal (=being a Catholic) and turn it into an insult, “schismatic”. You do this again and again. You have your friends in the press echo the term. At some point, it becomes the norm.

See also: hate and hate crime, fake news and the king of them all: homophobia.

An old game, practised by Commies and Nazis alike.

Again, you need the Press. The FrancisTroops do all they can.

However, there is a little problem: neither Stalin nor Hitler had to deal with the Internet.

The Internet is too atomized to be controlled. It’s like trying to stop a tide with your hands. It allows people to know the facts, read the comments on them, form their own opinion. There is really nothing you can do.

This is why I find it pathetic when all these presumed trendy wannabe Twitterati think that they can shape Catholicism. They really can’t.

They should rather say this: “we hate the Church, but the Pope is on our side. Therefore, we will keep our work unpunished for hopefully very long as Francis II The Faggot and Francis III The Tranny keep protecting us. However, God forbid, we get a Catholic Pope, because then there will be no hole on the planet deep enough to hide us from his just wrath”.

This is all there is in this, and the Internet makes it impossible to disguise it.

Catholicism is well known, and has been for 2000 years. No matter how hard you tweet, how many books you write, how many Cardinals protect you, you won’t be able to fool any decent person, and the indecent ones don’t need the fooling anyway.

All the screeching cheerleaders of Francis cannot deny or disguise this simple fact: they, not us, are promoting a de facto schism.

They will be surprised, one day, to discover that there is no schism in heaven, but there is a lot of pain in hell.

And I don’t think a certain sodopriest will be allowed to wear a bra down there, either.

Pope Hypocrite The Indecent

On the aeroplane back from Madagascar, where he managed to make a total fool of himself once again (yours truly reported) , Francis has let journalists know that he is “not afraid of schism”.

Well, someone of us had already noted it.

The argumentation (if there ever be any from this rambling idiot) runs thus: I am the Pope, therefore to disagree with me is to be in schism. A worse example of crass Clericalism of the stupidest sort has the world never seen.

264 Popes are in schism, then.

Francis, you are such a genius.

The measure of the utter stupidity of this man is given by the fact that, after 6.5 years of disastrous pontificate, he dares to state that he does not do anything differently than…. JP II.

The mind boggles.

Why is that, then, that Conservative Catholics regale this man with 100 times the criticism they reserved for JP II, he does not care to elaborate.

And Yes, Pope John The Koran Kisser had his atrocious moments, and every pre V II Pope would have heavily criticised, of called a blasphemy, the Buddha on the altar in Assisi, the attempt to transform the Church in mass entertaining, part of the 1994 Catechism and a lot more. But for all his mistakes, the man was recognisably a Catholic.

Those who believe that this man is on Christ’s side have been blinded by Satan, and are doing his work. Thankfully, his supporters are often on the other side, and are to be found among those who are open enemies of the Church; which should greatly help even the most stupid among the rosewater Catholics to understand what a fraud this man is.

I don’t know whom this old nincompoop wants to fool. Those who pretend to agree with him, or who brown nose him, have agendas of their own, but no-one with a brain believes this shameless liar.

He will die some day, and face his judgment. Nothing of what he has said and done will remain unpunished.

Let this thought comfort you every day.

Pope Leopard The African Shaman

The picture below shows the moral vacuum , the vanity and the waste of FrancisChurch in all its stupidity.

What does an idiot who visits Africa does? He tries to please the natives with leopard themed vestments.

It is not only the vulgarity that is staggering. It is the condescending stupidity that, once again with this man, leaves one speechless. Pope Francis has become the best parody of himself.

Oh, and have you seen the Ferula? Suitably simple, as befits the poor, primitive, leopard-loving natives.

How much does that cost, I also wonder. Papal vestments don’t go cheap, and I doubt the very same clown complaining about “waste” will use this atrocious stuff much once this visit has ended.

Come on, Francis, go the whole distance now: go Blackface, play the bongo, put some ears on your nose!

Imagine how happy the simple natives will be!

How Do They Feel?

How do they feel, I wonder every now and then? How must it feel, to be plauded by the world; to be invited by universities and cultural institutions; to feel hip (with a certain crowd) and at pace with the times. How does it feel to be praised by bishops and cardinals (or, actually, by bishops who then become cardinals…) for, say, writing a book that promotes sodomy, glorifies it, calls for perverted attraction to be called holy. How does it feel to talk in front of a chosen troop of subservient journalists, and theorize about women priests, or such like atrocities.

They are on a roll, aren’t they? They are clearly in power, and dominate the corridors of the Vatican. The Pope is either a homosexual himself, or in the pocket of homosexuals, or simply on their side because of the sheer hate for the Church they all share.

They are riding high. They mistakenly tweet their male lovers in public, and nothing happens to them. They write books glorifying perverted attractions – and, factually, sodomitic behaviour – and they reap praise among the fashionable and the darlings of the world. They write the foreword for such scandalous books, and they are made cardinals.

They are cleaning up. How must it feel?

I think I know how it must feel. It must feel empty, and without any sense. It must feel joyless and, actually, more than vaguely ominous. These people have no faith, and do not think that there is anything beyond the final curtain. When there is no faith, nothing makes sense, and life is just an absurd search for vain pleasures that must never give fulfilment.

Add, to this, the special role Satan plays in the life of these miserable wretches, particularly the sodomites. To all, Satan gives an oppressive sense of nothingness and quiet desperation. To the Sodomites, he gives a life of special torment. It does not matter how celebrated a sodomite is, be him a famous comedian, or rockstar, or politician, or “trendy”, unworthy priest. They lead a wretched, miserable life, all of them.

In fact, in less PC times I read on a psychology book (in those times I did that) that the obvious preference of homosexuals for professions and activities who give them a stage if possible (politician, actor, priest!), and a captive audience if not possible (coiffeur) is due to the extreme desire for self-validation engendered by their extreme hate and despise of self. In other words, they hate their own guts, and are in dire need of people who praise them, or in any other way validate them, in order to feel less of a piece of shit, at least for a while.

Imagine that: the trendy priest and the homo cardinals have a horrible life every minute of it, and the praise of the world is just an injection of very weak novocaine, merely helping them to linder the pain of their wretched existence for a while, as a horrible eternal destiny insinuates itself in their perverted minds, battling with their atheism in a tragic, desperate game.

This, my friends, is how they feel.

Think of it every time you read of them being praised, or promoted, or celebrated by a stupid world that has lost its senses.

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