The United States prepare to celebrate the first Thanksgiving since the Supreme Court – aided and abetted by satanical politicians and stupid common citizen – spat in the face of the same God the Country is supposed to give thanks to.
An external observer cannot but notice the process now in place: Christianity is gradually erased from the collective consciousness of the majority of the Country as traditional rites and festivities are kept in place as hollow containers of something vaguely felt as “good”, but largely used for holidays, booze, or worse.
Thanksgiving is very clearly, for more and more Americans, something not even remotely related to giving thanks to God for a good harvest allowing the survival of the Pilgrims in the new Continent. To whom these people give “thanks” must be an exercise in stupidity: the Cosmic Lesbian, the Great Universe, the Goddess of Niceness and Mahatma Ghandi are certainly thinkable candidates. The same happens with Christmas, now largely a season of exaggerated spending and boozing which people largely remember for the stress it causes them; or Easter, the season for overseas travel and house cleanups.
Those who know history know that this is the way it always happens: the Romans kept the sacred office of the Pontifex Maximus when they had pretty much forgotten what the man was there for in the first place. Rituals stay a while, because of pure attrition, after religions have largely or completely gone. We are living that transition all over the West, with the exception of Russia and some Eastern European Countries.
As we assist to the not-so-slow disappearance of Christianity from the West, we keep all the exterior rites. The so-called Church of England has just been told they are not allowed to air an adv in cinemas guilty of containing the Lord's Prayer, but you can be sure Christmas will be a huge business in the UK this year.
Christianity is being erased from the West. In the meantime, Pope Francis complains about global warming, and wants more Muslims in.
Still, there is a silver line. The battle is already won, and our behaviour and allegiance will only decide whether and how much we partake of this victory.
With God's grace, we will stay faithful to the end; and enjoy, one day, our reward as many of those who today give thanks to “Gaia, the Big Lesbian Bitch In The Sky” discover there is a price to pay for their heathenish insolence.
I do not often link to the page of a Protestant blog, but this time I really had to make an exception.
Cranmer‘s fisking of our teflon-coated Prime Minister is not only spot on in the matter, but it has the great merit of clearly telling the readers Cameron is as fake and hypocritical in his show of Christian feelings as he is in
pretty much everything else.
Cranmer “fisks” the Chameleon’s Easter address, that is: is dissects his speech taking phrases that he comments. Let us see an example:
This is the time when, as Christians, we remember the life, sacrifice and living legacy of Christ.
This is actually the holiest period in the liturgical year, Prime Minister. And Easter Day is the day we remember the Resurrection of Christ, not his ‘legacy’. Politicians tend to be concerned about leaving us with a legacy: the Son of God was concerned with offering us eternal life. Yes, that’s a legacy of sorts. But what’s wrong with the word ‘Resurrection’? Does it stick in the PC-pantheistic throat a little? Is it a bit too literally theological? Or mythically laughable? After all, carpenters tend not to get resurrected very much in Coalition Britain, so it’s probably safer to allude to some generalised ‘legacy’ rather than risk inciting Richard Dawkins and his intolerant secular-humanist hordes and being classed as a ‘nutter’ who believes on ‘conjuring tricks with bones’.
Or you might enjoy this:
The New Testament tells us so much about the character of Jesus; a man of incomparable compassion, generosity, grace, humility and love.
Yes, yes, but the New Testament tells us so much more than that, doesn’t it? Let’s not forget his uncompromising assertions of truth, his anger, his sharp tongue, his sternness and absolute intolerance of hypocrisy. What about the Jesus who was physically violent in the Temple? What about the Jesus who spewed out verbal abuse when the Pharisees criticised Him for healing on the Sabbath? And it’s not very Christian, is it, to curse a fig tree such that it ceases to bear fruit? That wouldn’t go down very well in Witney Garden Centre. Jesus told us to suffer the little children; not abort them. He told the woman caught in adultery to go and sin no more; not find a lesbian partner and marry her. And he taught quite a lot about money, greed and hell, but they’re not so fluffy and pink, are they? Jesus was an Orthodox Jew, Prime Minister. An awful lot of what he did and said may seem utterly antithetical to the modern, decontaminated Tory understanding of ‘compassion, generosity, grace, humility and love’. Love demands truth, or it is not love. And sometimes the truth is unpalatable, and people tend not to want to hear it. Especially if they’re politicians.
It is worth your while to read the article in its entirety. Notwithstanding the disastrous title of the blog this chap would, methinks, make a good convert. He certainly has managed, in the midst of his error, not to lose sight of the basic tenets of Christianity. The rest of his contributions – I have perused the site a bit, I confess – is of high quality and an interesting mixture of religious and political comments. This is a rather known blog, and is obviously followed in political circles. Let us hope that “Cranmer”‘s activity gives a contribution in exposing the purest example of Pharisaism of our time.
Hat tip to His Hermeneuticalness.
From Father Z’s blog, a barely believable – if we lived in normal times – story about a canadian Catholic school. In said Catholic school the idea of having a crucifix in every classroom was in the past considered – for reasons I do not even want to think about – not really necessary. I know, I know…..
This year, this state of things changed and every classroom was equipped with his crucifix.
Thinking that this would make some explanation necessary (a crucifix: what will then that be, one wonders….), a teacher (and principal of the school) decided to give some “explanations” to every class in the school.
The explanation centered about Jesus not having physically risen from the dead. Not only Easter, but the entire concept of divinity of Christ, and with that of Trinity, goes herewith out of the window as I can’t understand why God would decide that he can resurrect, but prefers not to and tells us a lie about it instead, clearly allowing this lie to be believed for some 20 centuries before a Canadian minus habens comes along.
Because this is, according to one brave girl who immediately challenged him, what is all about: Jesus “never resurrected”, the whole thing is “like a metaphor that you follow” and, you know, “people have taken the Bible too literally”.
In the view of this “enlightened” teacher in a Catholic school, the “moral” that Jesus died is right but hey, “the story is wrong”. The man is, at this point, launched toward the creation of a completely new religion and dutifully delivers: “Because He died in our honour we should be nice to each other,” or if you prefer to put it another way “the crucifix represents helping others” and when the students look at it “that’s all it’s supposed to mean”.
And there, a new religion is born. This new religion, “BeNiceAnity”, has a vague flavour of Christianity and actually can even tolerate a Crucifix, but not without an explanation that says: “hey, don’t take it all too literally with this Christ: the chap is still six feet under (at which Mundabor would have asked: “where’s the body? Who has stolen it? Who has lied about it? Why?”) and you must just relax, be nice to each other and try to be helpful” (and, no doubt, inclusive).
I don’t want to think what private issues a man can have to want to blasphemously offend Christ in this way, in his role as teacher, in a Catholic school, but one doesn’t have to be a genius to see that they must be huge.
One would wish the chap all the best in his chosen new professional path. Whatever that is, I’m sure he’ll be better at that than he was at teaching.
Feast your eyes (and ears!) with this Catholic pearl.
Not only you find here a beautiful Tridentine Solemn Mass almost in its entirety, but you also have the commentary of no less than Fulton Sheen, both explaining details of the Mass and providing a short translation of the Latin text as it is sung. This is the Easter Mass of 1941 in the church of Our Lady Of Sorrows, Chicago.
The beauty and solemnity of this Easter Mass, the reverence, the accuracy of every detail (beautifully explained by Fulton Sheen) put to shame the very thought of getting rid of such breathtaking splendour.
Seriously, what the Conciliar Father were thinking – and in the years immediately after the Council, figuratively speaking, smoking – will always be beyond my simple understanding.
Another example of daily madness in XXI Century England.
Father Hugh Mackenzie, of St. Mary Magdalen church in Willesden, London, has organised an Easter march every year these last 14 years.
But this year he is, apparently, not authorised to do so. The reasons would be:
1) that new red tape rules have come into effect;
2) that said rules require the local authorities to be “consulted” (instead of merely the police to be informed), and
3) that this has not happened in time for the local authority to “consult” about a 400 metre procession that has been happening these 14 years.
What we learn from this is very simple:
a) that a country drowning in debts and struggling to cut costs at every corner is still not immune from the most scandalous waste at local level.
b) that the self-serving community of leftist local administrators does so in the most leftist of ways: increasing both useless public expense and red tape oppression
c) that these people really, really want us to believe that there might be a safety issue in a 400 metres procession on Good Friday. This would put their mental sanity in doubt, if we didn’t know that this is pure bureaucratic thinking.
I cannot even imagine that, had the same situation arisen for a “minority” group (say: Muslims, or Hindus, let alone homos) the ruthless self-serving machine of Brent Council would have worked with the same self-serving ruthlessness.
I want to think that the chaps are simply trying to create useless, wasteful, economy-killing jobs for friends and family, which is their main (pre)occupation anyway. But I can’t avoid thinking that a certain smell of anti-Catholic – or even anti-Christian – behaviour is present here as by a precession so short, already effected for so long and with the police already informed one could certainly find a solution by merely switching his brains on.
More alarming is the situation when one considers the particular situation of Brent council. The Daily mail informs us that
in July last year the council appealed to the Muslim community to notify it of any Eid events so it could promote them free of charge.
But it did not do the same for other religious festivals.
Notwithstanding this, Brent council has nothing else to say than this unbelievably arrogant statement:
‘Brent Council was not contacted about the march until around a week ago.
‘There is a strict legal procedure we have to follow to issue a traffic order closing roads so people can march in the highway, which includes advertising and consultation, and this takes about five weeks.
‘We are very sorry to say there is now not enough time for us to legally facilitate this march.’
This, from people who until last year (and for all times, if you ask me) have been considered fully superfluous in such decisions, a notification to the police being considered fully sufficient.
Arrogant, self-serving, anti-Catholic asses.
I do hope that Fr Mackenzie will go on with his planned easter march and seek confrontation with the council.
We might see the one or other head falling here, following the example of that other hero asking his colleagues to have as many road works open for as long as possible, because the ensuing traffic jams would “increase traffic security for children”.
I truly hope that some heads will fall here, and not one minute too soon.
Astonishingly, the Michael Voris video you see above has caused criticisms from, of all people, devout Catholics. This happens, I think, because – as so often – his words are taken emotionally, without even listening to what the man says.
Please watch the video above. Voris is not inviting anyone to any schism. He is not even inviting the faithful to throw out of the window mediocre, but still honestly Catholic priests.
What he is simply saying is that, if in your church things have gone so far that you realise that your allegedly Catholic priest is nothing more than a Pagan, you must draw the consequence and leave that parish. This point is so important that he managed to make the point repeatedly in a message only a handful of minutes long. I truly can’t see how this can be misunderstood without being either rather inattentive, or rather obtuse.
It is also astonishing that the reaction would focus on the simple truths Voris has the honesty to present, rather than on the scandalous fact that within the Catholic church, some very confused people would even think of abandoning themselves to the kind of feel-good pagan nonsense we have already seen in Protestant circles.
Michael Voris is spot on. The kind of Neo-pagan, environ-Mentalist so-called Catholicism we see here and there must be eradicated from the very roots, by encouraging sincere Catholics to understand when it is clear that their own priest is not a Catholic anymore.
Even if the vatican were as effective and courageous as, well, it isn’t, it would be impossible to prevent every insurgence of heretical thinking among the worst shepherds. But whilst some centuries ago the relative ignorance of the people in the pews made it more difficult to discern when the priest was becoming heretic, nowadays such a decision is easily possible for a much bigger number of people.
This without even considering that for around 98% of the history of Christianity, a priest devoting the homily to environmental issues on Good Friday, Easter Day or Divine Mercy Sunday (or call it dominica in albis if you are old-fashioned or if you are not a great fan of the Divine Mercy; I ain’t, either) would have been disposed of in a more or less environmentally friendly way in a very short time, without the need for any discussion.
It is time to call things as they are. The habit doesn’t make a heretic less heretic, nor a pagan less pagan.
Absolutely beautiful blog post from Father Finigan.
As it is not very long I allow myself to re-post it in its entirety.
“My Mum Forced me To Clean My Teeth”
“I am heartily sick of the protest “I don’t go to Mass because my parents forced me to go when I was young.” OK Son, what else did your parents force you to do?
Your parents forced you to wash before you went out in the morning. Those cruel tyrants made sure that you cleaned your teeth before you went to bed. They dragged you kicking and screaming to school so that you could learn to read – and the teachers collaborated by forcing you to learn the alphabet and put the words together.
To top it all, after looking after your physical needs, they had the temerity to exercise their authority by looking after your spiritual needs and taking you to Mass on Sunday.
If they had neglected to see that you were clean, had suitable clothes, eat some sort of nourishing food, get some education and cross the road safely, they would have been visited by social services and given a care plan so that you could be healthy and safe.
And you are complaining because they took responsibility for your eternal life?
In this context, it is relevant to quote again the classic:
Ten reasons why I never wash
- I was forced to as a child.
- People who wash are hypocrites – they think they are cleaner than everybody else.
- There are so many different kinds of soap, I can’t decide which one is best.
- I used to wash, but I got bored and stopped.
- I wash only on special occasions, like Christmas and Easter.
- None of my friends wash.
- I’ll start washing when I get older and dirtier.
- I can’t spare the time.
- The bathroom is never warm enough in winter or cool enough in summer.
- People who make soap are only after your money”.
I would add the following:
“11. Some soap representatives turned out to be child abusers.”
“12. If I start using the soap, I’ll have to make an effort to stay clean.”
“13. If I start using the soap, there’ll be unpleasant discussion with my stinking neighbours.”