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If Sodomites have “Human Rights”, Why Should Incestuous Couple Not Have Them?

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It had to happen at some point. 

An incestuous “couple” (mother and son; just so you know why you are vomiting) have just started their very public “human rights battle”. 

Can’t say they are wrong. 

They are both adult, and willing. Thinking with the stupid XXI century, they are “not doing harm to anyone”. Actually, they are not causing any physical harm, whilst sodomy causes a lot of physical harm (ask any sodomite on the receiving side. Thankfully, I can’t say anything about the other one). So, let me ask stupid England once again: why should they not be allowed to live like Elton? 

The truth is this: people have Truth inscribed in their hearts. As they get perverted by strange religions (like the religion of peace, and the church of niceness) they forget the truth inscribed in their hearts, or better said these truths become so faint that they are easily overridden by the prevalent religion of tolerance. 

But this does not happen all at the same time, or in one generation. It happens gradually. One generation is “pitiful” of the fags they despise. Their sons think the fags should be able to “marry”, because they “lurv”. Their nephews will think it “lovephobic” than people do not want that a man screws his own mother.

It’s all in these little words, “not doing harm to anyone”, you see. Those who think that way have forgotten what a sin is, what fear of the Lord is, what decency and purity are. They have been so brainwashed by the “lurv” society, that they drift one sin at a time; and every time, they cannot understands why they were resisting that particular sin in the first way.

The next generation might call you “lovephobic” like this one calls you “homophobic”. The following one will cal you “dogphobic” or “sheepphobic”, and you know why…

The worst thing is that they might dare to call themselves Catholic.

They might  even have a Pope, Francis III, who encourages them in this thinking via ambiguous apostolic exhortations and extremely verbous and just as stupid encyclicals.

The good news is: Truth can never change. Unless they repent, those who scream “homophobia” in this generation, “lovephobia” in the next and “dogphobia” in the following one will at death go there, where they get an awful lot of time to reflect about their rebellion.  

We keep praying our Rosary, like our grandfathers. Keep believing what our Grandfathers believed. Keep praying, and waiting that this punishment goes to an end.

 M

 

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Pray For Jimmy Carter, Satan’s Prize Fool.

Jimmy Carter is, as most of you know, pretty much about to meet his Maker. Or not, as the case may be.

I will, here, charitably shut up about his disastrous Presidency, the like of which we could witness again only if some U.S. Born Bergoglio became President of the Unites States. I will focus instead on Mr Carter utterly and completely satanical “view” of Christianity, and on the probable consequences for him if we were to die as stupidly as he has always lived.

Christianity has one clear mark, that was its distinctive trait from the start: it never allowed anyone to cook his own homemade Christian soup. You are told what Christianity teaches, and you have no excuses for believing something different from it. If you do, you can't hide behind your finger stating that you are oh so pious, and in such good faith. You aren't, and you aren't. All the rest is poppycock. Therefore, if you state that Jesus would approve of so-called “gay marriage” you are an enemy of Christ whatever your disgusting show of pretend Christian piety; and you will not fool anyone, least of all Christ.

In the case of our own US Jimmy Dismal, the following applies:

1. There is no doubt whatever Christianity was brought to the man.

2. He defies Christianity openly.

3. He does so, inter alia, in a matter concerning natural law.

4. He dares to proclaim his scandal publicly.

5. He dares to call his scandal ” Christian”.

Please do not even start to say that the poor man has been badly advised, or has forgotten, or had a sad childhood, or has eaten too many peanuts, or is too stupid to understand anything. Jimmy Carter is undoubtedly an idiot, but not of the retarded type. Rather, he is an idiot like Francis is an idiot: so much a prisoner of his arrogance that he thinks he can challenge God and get away with it. He is a fool, not a demented person.

Plus (and that would be number 3) sodomy is, like all perverted acts, against natural law. Even a heathen would not have any justification for stating that Our Lord would approve of so-called “gay marriage”. But when one makes such statement who perfectly well knows why Sodomy is called that way I see satanical arrogance at work.

Jimmy Carter is about to meet His maker as an openly satanical caricature of Christianity, blaspheming the name of the Lord in ways that no generation before this one would have tolerated since the West became Christian. What to do, then?

We should pray for his eternal soul, of course; because idiot as he is, his soul has infinite value in the eyes of the Lord. But we should also very drily reflect what is very probably going to happen to the man if he dies unrepentant; because whilst we can never know with ultimate certainty, a Christian isn't supposed to be so incurably stupid as to think that a tool like Jimmy Carter is not looking for damnation with the outmost zeal. Those who do so ignore the very stern warning of our Lord about keeping His commandments exactly as Carter ignores the stern warning God gave to us when Sodom was destroyed.

I invite you once again to overcome your natural and perfectly justified sense of aversion, disgust and sheer contempt for the man, and to pray for his immortal soul; then we are Christians, and we pray even for the enemies of Christ, that they may die in friendship with Him. But don't be surprised if you also shiver at the idea of how the man, and very many like him, have been deceived by Satan to this point of sheer blind arrogance, of hypocritical total revolt.

Make no mistake: no one can call himself a friend of Christ who spits on his face as Carter does, all the while claiming to be on his side.

Pray for him, then.

And shiver.

M

 

Greek Attitude

The Greek have yesterday decided, with an overwhelming majority, that years of overspending (and lying) are not their fault. It's someone else's fault; namely, those bad people and institutions which now demand that they get real.

The Greek might, to some extent, get away with it, though I think their hope are vastly exaggerated. But the Greek are good at the game of shamelessness, and they will extract out of their not so veiled threat of bankruptcy as much as they can. When you are a small member of the monetary union, it can well pay to be a crybaby.

The Greek Attitude is very spread among people who aren't even Greek. They collide with the wall of reality at full speed, and then proceed to blame the wall for being unwelcoming. What all homos, dykes, trannies, and assorted sad spectacles of deformed humanity – not to forget all those to aid and abet them: the relatives, friends, colleagues, and assorted “inclusive” people – do is to embrace the Greek Attitude with relish and declare that no, it's not their fault. You must reshape Truth – that is: Reality – to accommodate them, because the wall they have just smashed their nose against is too unyielding, and uncharitable.

The Greek might, to some extent, get away with their folly, in the sense that their dragging of feet and crybaby stance will get them as much as they could have obtained anyway.

The others will not be as lucky. God does not fear their bankruptcy. Truth, and reality, will not accommodate them in the least.

One can try with the Greek Attitude with Brussels. It's a card that the Greek are – being (cough) Greek – expected to play.

But he is a most foolish man who think he can try with the Greek Atitude with Christ, and get away with it.

M

Ku Katolik Klan?

Homophobic racist haters at work...

Once upon a time there were, and there still are in our present day, the Nice Catholics. The Nice Catholics considered it rude, or otherwise inappropriate, to condemn sodomy. Whenever confronted with the issue, they preferred to just change the subject or mumbling fluffy words about the fact that the Church “accepts everyone”. More recently that huge deception was put on the table, that “homosexuality is not a sin”. Pedophilia isn't a sin either, of course; but that wasn't said, and the distinction between the perversion (pedophilia, homosexuality) and the sin of acting upon the perversion (the act of sodomy, or of child abuse or child rape) was very conveniently ignored.

It was so nice to get along, you see.

When some people (among whom a somewhat cantankerous chap of your acquaintance) pointed out to the huge danger for our Christian societies represented by the creeping acceptance of sexual perversion, it was fashionable to call them (and him) “obsessed”, and dismiss the problem as secondary and not relevant.

Fast forward five or six years later, and a wholly new vocabulary has entered the political arena. “Marriage equality”, a word unknown before – outside perhaps of the lunatic asylum – is now all the rage.

It's all about “equality”, you see. Therefore, if you disagree with the perversion of pretty much everyone (bar pedophiles; for now) you are just “oppressing” others, and limiting their “human rights”. You are no better than a racist. You are the Ku Klux Klan.

The stupid will obviously laugh at this; but they would have laughed, ten years ago, at the concept of “marriage equality”, too. They will now find other ways to be “nice”, and will begin to say that the perverts down the road are not sinning, merely making a somewhat uninformed choice; whilst of course never forgetting the many “blessings” they have: because isn't having a son always a blessing?

One is tempted to say that one hopes the stupid surrender monkeys of niceness will be persecuted first; but the truth is, they will never be persecuted. They will simply adapt to the PC mantra of the day, and after marriage equality they will celebrate “love equality”, and welcome the threesome down the road, or the “nice” lady married to her Alsatian. Hey, aren't we all sinners after all?

We, the Catholics who still deserve the name – sinner as we all are, of course – will be treated as pariah, face discriminations of all sorts in our lifetime, and perhaps open persecution – as in: jail, or reeducation camp – in one generation or two. We are on our way to become the Ku Katolik Klan, and there's no saying we did not have it coming.

Is there a lifeline here? The Catholic hierarchy is now studying new ways to avoid saying what must be said whilst falling short of openly denying it. There is, in the natural sphere, nothing to expect from them, and the worthy minority of good priests and prelates will see their message drowned in the ocean of politically correct clerical inclusiveness. It will not work.

A more solid defence than our own clergy might well be the Muslims, of which there are far too many in Europe already. The Muslims – not the Catholics – were a major concern in 2006, when a proposed new project of “hate law” would have made not only the Bible (Blair & Co. didn't care for it, of course) but, very obviously, the Koran itself illegal. Therefore, the whole thing was killed in the cradle, or I shall say late term aborted.

Then there is the love for individual freedoms very developed in most – not all – Western Countries, and which will let many understand that what is about to happen to Catholics today may happen to that tomorrow. But this is a weak line of defence, because the tactics of the Gaystapo do not go through the official denial of freedoms, but through the KKK-isation of Christian morality. I am not illiberal. They are monsters.

The ultimate, and in the end only line of defence is Our Lord, and the loving assistance of Our Blessed Lady, and the commander in chief of the heavenly army, St Michael the Archangel. Persecution may come, but destruction won't. Even if Christianity is eradicated in our own countries – never officially, possibly; but it is obvious that a rite of reception of a Trannie in the Anglican community in his new “identity” is to all intents and purposes a new, pagan religion – we know that the Church will never die.

We must get the habit of praying St Michael more often. We must get into the habit of thinking that we must never cease our fights with words and acts, but we must at the same time conduct “parallel warfare” with our prayers. We must understand and interiorise that the heavenly army is aligned in heaven and ready for battle, and when the trumpet sounds there will be no chance and no hope for Satan and his minions.

Still, as we write the Year of Our Lord 2015, I think it's fair to say the Muslims in Europe are a far better guarantee for persecution than our clergy.

Which really says it all.

M

 

Is Bishop Martin Really So Stupid?

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After the very predictable results in Ireland, the first culprits of the mess that has been created go to the press (they love doing this, clearly) and give a show of incompetence that I cannot believe can be the result of stupidity (and a great amount of that would be necessary, anyway), but rather of an evil desire to avoid at all costs having to do their job and to betray Christ every day of their miserable life; provided, that is, that they get a comfortable existence before a judgment in which they very probably have stopped believing a long time ago.

For example, one reads the words of Bishop Martin and wonders why the man was ever considered fit for anything but work on a potato field; an infinitely worthier activity, by the way, than being Bishop Martin.

The words of the man are sheer unbelievable. Reality doesn’t live in the mind of this man; or, rather, not a shred of fear of the Lord.

Following, the bishop’s words accompanied by yours truly’s certainly very obvious observations.

“The Church has to find a new language which will be understood and heard by people,”

No. The Church has to speak the language of the Church. That language has always been understood well enough. It is the wishy-washy, “let us not offend anyone”, “why can’t we be all friends”, “we are so embarrassed by the pedophile scandal so we will shut up and hope we are forgiven”-language that leads nowhere, because the people understand that they have to do with a bunch a good-for-nothing eunuchs in black (when they dress in black).

The first generation will despise them and still believe. The second, who has not been properly taught the faith, will despise them and not believe. And the in the first part, they are most certainly right.

 “We have to see how is it that the Church’s teaching on marriage and family is not being received even within its own flock.”

It’s because you never explained and defended it. It’s because you never told people what happens if they refuse to follow it. It’s because you never had the guts to tell things as they are. It’s because you tried to keep the very unpleasant but absolutely indispensable bits out of the recipe, and now wonder why the cake is a failure the flock does not understand, and does not want to eat.

“There’s a growing gap between Irish young people and the Church and there’s a growing gap between the culture of Ireland that’s developing and the Church.”

The man is such an ass that he does not understand (or pretends not to; which makes him evil; which is worse) that his words are his own indictment. It is exactly his job to care that there is no gap. It is exactly his job to tell his flock what happens when there is one. It his job. He is there just for that. If he is so thick that he does not get it, he should steer the next potato field.   

And look at the language, even here! The bishop clearly hints (but does not say) that in all this the problem is not Ireland which develops, but the Church which doesn’t.  The man can’t avoid bending over backwards to please the heathens, not even on this day! God forbid, he sends a Catholic message!

Obviously, abortion is now the next target.

How could it not be? With such idiots at the helm, what hopes there are?

Bishop Martin will have a quiet life all right. A life of privilege and authority, albeit swindling. A life of comfort, far away from the potato fields of his infinitely worthier ancestors. But when he dies, I doubt he will consider it a good investment.

I know (because, by the grace of God my faith is strong enough), I have no doubt that the Angels look down on Bishop Martin and on the army of professional Grima Wormtongues like him and ask the Lord to exact a terrible vengeance for their betrayal of Christ and His Church.

A betrayal so obvious, so blatant, so shameless, that it has now become a matter of normality, as a bishop looks at his fully de-christianised flock after he has looked at them going away from religion every step of the way and says somethign between “there must be some slight communication problem here” and “we should modernise or thinking already”.

I know the angels look down on him, and ask for vengeance. Wretched sinner as I am, I would dread to face death today with the same chances this man will have if he dies today, unrepentant. Many will end up like him. The very probably gravest crisis in the history of the Church is the result of the possibly gravest betrayal from Her shepherds.

They are a bunch of fools if they think they are going to escape the direst punishment, because they were “nice” and gave interviews about a “new language”.

M

Enda Kenny Reaches A New Low

I already knew Enda Kenny makes it in the 0.1% of the most despicable men on earth. But even so, it is surprising to see a man reach such a low.

Where has the man lived all the time? Has he (ill) spent an entire life in politics thinking marriage was “inequal”, the entire Country was “inequal”, the irish were “not inclusive”, “sad”, and all the rest?

How can he admit that all his years in politics – until the day before yesterday – he was not “compassionate”, and still demand that he be seen as a worthy representative of the people? How can he not realise he insults the 40% of Irish who have voted against this abomination, and brand them – as their prime minister – as deprived of very basic human trait, as cruel and discriminating?

 

Does this man not say that he is a Catholic? Does he have no shame at all?

Most politicians are prostitutes; particularly in these times, when strong ideologies die and the satisfaction of the day is all that counts. But even with the extremely low standard now reigning among politicians one would expect a shred of decency from those politicians with an institutional role, and who are called to represent their entire Country.

The Irish certainly deserve Enda  Kenny. Which is the worst insult one can throw at them.

M

Ireland Chooses Satan

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Clearly, St Wolfgang was not Irish…

 

 

Only 22 years after sodomy acts were decriminalised, Ireland has today rather overwhelmingly (“yes, show perversion to my children” has taken 62% of the vote) in favour of the legalisation of that oxymoron called “gay marriage”.

Ireland had it coming, and now their children will have to live with the mess that the fathers have created.

The first culprit is, obviously, the Irish clergy. I do not know whether there is another Country where the demolition of Catholicism has been pursued so aggressively as there. A collective cupio dissolvi that must please the likes of Francis and, of course, Timothy Radcliffe.

The Buggers Broadcasting Communism are not getting tired of showing to children and families the photos of fags and dykes kissing. They truly want perversion to become mainstream. They enjoy a day in which Christ is crucified again so publicly, and so blatantly. They spit on Christianity and are proud of it.

Serves you right, you lukewarm “nice” Irish Catholics. Serves you right, you “let us not obsess about homosexuality” crowd. Serves you right, you “there are bigger fishes to fry” types. You will now have to live in a society in which not only perversion has full legal societal approval, but in which you and your children run the risk of being persecuted *merely for saying you do not approve of sexual perversion*, as the Gaystapo insists in their satanic practices being considered a “human right”.

You will now have your children exposed to sexual perversion, and will have to fight – if you want to, which I doubt – against a tide of popular opinion that for your children will be a matter of course, and the societal received truth. Some of your children will become pervert, and go to hell through it. Many others will go to hell without being perverts, but just for making their satanic work.

God knows I do not wish any soul to go to hell. But this here is not about what we are wishing, it is about what we are observing. It’s happening under our eyes, and it is clear Satan’s nets are all out, and the catch will be so plentiful it makes one’s blood chill.

No, you stupid men and women of Ireland. You go to hell without me. I will die in the religion of my forefathers and, wretched sinner as I am, hope to find some mercy in my weak, but sincere efforts to live a Christian life, and in my adherence to what I know to be Revealed Truth.

You, stupid men and women of Ireland, have no excuses. You know very well what the Church teaches. You chose to ignore Christ’s religion to create your own.

I do not wish for anyone of you to go to hell. I will keep praying for your final repentance as it is my duty of Catholic. But I do not feel the slightest shred of compassion for those among you who will be sent to their eternal damnation after such an open rebellion to Christ.

Be your own God, pay the price.

One day, Satan will show you an entirely new meaning of “same sex loving”.

M

 

 

Sodomy: Maria Miller Made To Practice What She Preaches.

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My affectionate readers already know Maria Miller, because I have already written how – bar a desirable but improbable repentance – she is going to hell.

What many of my readers might not know is that said Mrs Miller was forced to resign this morning, after her political backside had looked more and more threatened by that kind of torpedo-shaped same-sex loving she so eagerly celebrates.

In Mrs Miller case, the scandals had compounded. A first enquiry about her expenses had led to veiled threats to the press, as the female put – through third parties – her role in the proposed regulation of the press into play. Not very classy; not very intelligent, either; and in short, very Sicilian: capisci? Needless to say, the press was, erm, not impressed, and the female in trouble.

To these two scandals others were adding. The fine of around £50,000 proposed by an independent commission for the expense matter was reduced to around a tenth of the original amount by a committee of MPs, which in itself was scandalous and self-serving enough. But the same-sex-loving female made it worse, appearing in Parliament and giving the shortest and most arrogant of apologies. The men at the chronometer dissent here: some said 32 seconds, some 34, some actually 28. Whichever it was, it was another demonstration the woman is unfit to represent her cat, and a prime example of MP entitlement and arrogance.

When it turned out she had, finally, sold a property with more than £1m profit and not paid a penny of Capital Gain Tax through a trick legally allowed to MPs but morally not acceptable – and not open to the likes of us – it was clear she was, as the Italians so beautifully say, a political walking corpse. It is, in fact, indicative of the incompetence and lack of contact with the common people of this Prime Minister that he thought he could save himself and his government this embarrassment by defending her when the flak was massive and, even, strongest from his own party. But then again Cameron never cared for his party, so all normal here.

On Tuesday afternoon, even my cat was moving his head in disbelief. By late Tuesday evening, Cameron had given Mrs Miller, in a personal meeting, a huge Celebration Dildo – a metaphorical one, I know; but surely a very painful one nevertheless – as a “thank you” for her useful work on the side of the nation's perverts. Time to practice what she preaches, I am afraid. This does call for a celebration. By mid-morning today, the gift – and his metaphorical use – had been made public.

Good riddance to Mrs Miller. She will go – bar an always welcome repentance – to hell anyway. But it is nice to know that her political career, built very largely upon the promotion and celebration of sexual perversion, has now ended with her nose in full contact with a pavement concrete slab, and her name is now running for the prize of Most Arrogant MP After The 2009 Expenses Scandal.

I hope she enjoyed the metaphorical same-sex loving.

She deserved – metaphorically speaking, of course – nothing less.

Mundabor

 

 

Not Quite The Angels

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These two delicate flowers have been just arrested for massively abusing “their” three children.

Yes, these are aren’t sisters, or cousins. I would say it is California, but this reality will become increasingly more common all over the West whilst Pope Francis, ever suspicious of everything looking like orthodoxy or a good living, tells us we must not look like saints in holy cards.

Well, these two dykes certainly don’t.

“The girl, who appeared to have suffered the most extreme abuse, was chained to the floor to prevent her from getting any food, they said”.

“[They had] “hardly eaten for months.”

[The girl looked] like a concentration camp victim.”

What a brave new world.

Dykes are allowed not only to keep their babies, but to adopt new ones. Then we complain such things happen. One truly understands how pedophile priests could be moved from one place to the other after some “training course”, and everyone thought it was all fine. As for the pedophile priests, there will be more and more of these cases in the years to come. Children will be subjected to the worst abuses in the worst cases, and will grow up emotionally maimed and with all sorts of dysfunctions in the less worst.

Political Correctness makes blind and stupid. These children are just three among very many who will pay the price.

Mundabor

Cameron Loses Billionaire Donor Over So-Called “Same-Sax Marriage”.

Conservative fags.  Let them dissolve in smoke.

Conservative fags.
Let them dissolve in smoke.

 

 

Aaaahhhh, this is good for the heart.

The European Elections are coming. An excellent way to send a message.

My vote goes to the UKIP. Not that they are exempt from faggotry infiltrations, but it’s better to let them know what pays electorally and what not, and at the same time show the Tories where the votes go when they behave like Eltons.

And punish that faggot.

Punish that faggot.

Mundabor

Church Of Fagland

Who are the c of E to judge?

 

 

The Proto-commie Daily Mirror reproaches the so-called church of England for “snubbing” the perverted abominations about to be introduced by the reprobate Government and Parliament of once Christian England.

I do not think they should be worried – ok, they aren't; they just want to feel good with themselves -; it is only a matter of time, and probably a short one at that, before the so-called church of England follows the world in this as in everything else. Heck, the article even says they allow so-called “civil partnerships” of their perverted clergy, if the “partners” promise to be “celibate”. What caricature of Christianity, and what unspeakable hypocrisy.

No, they certainly shouldn't be worried. The church of Fagland will accompany them all the way. They will merely do it remaining a couple of step back all the time.

Mundabor

 

“Daily Homograph” At Work

 

 

You got to love how some journalists keep their nose in the wind and, uncaring both for the scandal they give and for their own salvation, re-align themselves with the prevailing fashion of the times and, presumably, the will of their chief editors.

The latest example is Ms Christina Odone, who nowadays writes for the “Daily Homograph”, a newspaper that used to be socially conservative and has now sold itself entirely to the lobby of the sodomites, with all this entails.

Ms Odone has a very strange logic: if a person she doesn't like has a certain opinion, this is reason enough for her to have the contrary opinion; though this brilliant criterion presumably only works if the thus obtained opinion is in line with the fashion of the day, and allows her to march in line with the world's army.

We are, therefore, informed by this genius that if Mr Putin is against so-called “same sex marriage”, she must be – how very convenient – in favour. How Ms Odone thinks this can be squared with 2,000 years of Catholicism is beyond me. I actually do not think she cares for a second, though, so her convenient statements make sense in the twisted mind of the opportunist. But then again she “admires” Tatchell, so I shouldn't waste time telling you what kind of circus Catholic is that.

Still, Ms Odone's is a very interesting train of thought. If we follow it, we must deduce that Ms Odone will, upon discovering that Mr Putin is against the Holocaust – or against euthanasia, or child raping, or incest, or bestiality – ipso facto proceed to become a supporter of all these things.

This, or the woman is just looking for an excuse to jump on the secular bandwagon; uncaring for her own coherence, much less dignity, much less salvation; making her theology as she goes along, and trying to give it and herself a varnish of Catholicism as credible as a prostitute preaching chastity.

I warn my readers not to trust these self-appointed “catholic journalists” whose only aim in life seems to be to give scandal to the faithful, and to undermine Catholic teaching in order to advance their own careers and wordly interests. There can be no excuse for such behaviour. Most certainly not for people too privileged and moneyed to claim the extenuating circumstance – if such it would be – that they have been bullied into such scandalous rubbish in order to avoid losing their job and remaining with no prospects, and a family to feed. Which latter would be a questionable excuse anyway, since everyone who embarks in a career as a political or religious journalist must know beforehand what the risks of the profession are, and whether he can afford to keep his own integrity if and when the test comes; because if he doesn't, it means that he has accepted servitude and plate-licking from the start.

Ms Odone is just the last example of everything that is wrong with supposed “catholic” journalists writing for supposed “conservative” rags, who feign to advance the cause of Catholicism and/or Conservatism and make, day in and day out, the work of the devil. Do not listen to their wannabe inclusive tosh, but at the same time do not be discouraged because of the damage they will invariably cause. Providence has arranged from before all time that God's will be done, and not one soul will be lost that God has not decreed should be allowed to be rightly condemned for the rebellion it chose.

I can't avoid thinking hell will be populated, in the next decades, by a rather tobust number of self-appointed “catholic journalists”, keeping company to the perverted “couples” with whom they found so convenient to side.

God knows if it was me, I'd rather die a prostitute than today's Ms Odone. A prostitute might at least be ashamed of what she does, and repent when the time comes. I doubt these self-righteous wannabe intellectuals have the same intellectual honesty; and their trespasses are far graver, as they publicly and openly attack Church teaching under the guise of modernity, inclusiveness or, as in this very stupid example, having to rebel to the Church because you don't like Putin's legislation. Legislation which, mark my words, would not have been out of place in any of the past 2,000 years of Christianity, but it's too much to bear for Ms Odone, the pious admirer of Peter Tatchell.

There will be wailing, and gnashing of teeth.

Beware of the “Homograph”.

Mundabor

 

Saturday: What A Beautiful Day To Dump Starbucks!

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The days are getting longer; and for some, perhaps, warmer.

One feels more encouraged to spend more time outside. The weekend is in front of us.

What a beautiful occasion to remind ourselves to Dump Starbucks  this season!

Mundabor

The Rottweiler, The Pussy President And The First Booty Call

D-d-darling, did you l-l-like the interview?

You would not believe what is happening in France these days.

The woman who accepted to become the mistress of a man living with another concubine plays victim because another woman has now accepted to become the mistress of the same man. All three of them grown up – at least anagraphically – and with children.

The same First Concubine, who tried to play the forgiving partner for the sake of the five servants, the life of luxury, and the international prominence, has now been pretty unceremoniously kicked out. She was only the concubine, you see, so no big formalities here. Adieu, servants who cater to her every whim. Adieu, photo-ops at the side of the powerful husband (eh? Oh, sorry, mistake!). Adieu, meeting with the Obamas next month. She would have looked so good beside man-jawed Michelle O., her dear, dear friend! Their conversations on “how to house-train your husband” were so funny!

As to the Child President, he must have had with some trusted functionary a conversation of this kind: “look, Monsieur le President: it’s clear you can’t keep your little friend in your pants, and it is only a matter of time before another woman takes the place of this actress. It would, therefore, be much wiser to keep the palace free from concubines and mistresses of all sorts. When the time comes to take the next toy on board, the noise will be greatly reduced. You want to stand for re-election one day, n’est-ce que pas?”

The President – who is a child, but an ambitious one – realised these were wise words, and decided to henceforward become officially single, though with the – how banal – actress on the side. He now has the double advantage of getting rid of the old witch without having another one squatting on the Élysée palace and making his life miserable. That should make for a happy child for a while.

Oh, about the witch… It turns out Ms Trierweiler is affectionately called “Rottweiler” by those who know and, as far as it goes, love her, and her stern behaviour towards her man-child is now becoming universally known. Apparently, on one particular interview Monsieur Hollande made the big mistake of mentioning – as in: mentioning – his once lawfully non-wedded quasi-wife, Ségolène, and later complained with the interviewing journalist the Rottweiler would now make his life hell for that; and he said this in all seriousness, and allegedly bleaching as soon as he realised his faux pas. Granted, the rumours of great devastations and damage in the Palace from the angry she-dog in a horrible bout of Rottweilerhood have been denied, but the entire country seems to have considered the tale of 2.5 million Euro damage credible for a moment. Go figure.

I am, therefore, probably not the only one to think Madame Rottweiler will now submerge Monsieur le Président under a tsunami of unsavoury revelations, and … bite him as hard as she can. As the Bard said, hell hath no fury like a woman scorned. Particularly – though the Bard didn’t say this – when she is a Rottweiler.

So there you are: an angry Rottweiler now unceremoniously kicked out of the extremely luxurious kennel; a first-mistress-in-waiting who will not be allowed to be one, and is now also unceremoniously relegated to the role of First Booty Call; and, most tragically, a man who is called to lead a great Western power and is such a spineless child that he is terrified of his concubine, even to the point of paling for having pronounced in an interview the name of his once lawfully wedded wife.

This bunch of children, sluts, and witches is a perfect representative of the liberal society; people who play the good and tolerant whilst they destroy families, behave like children or sluts, live for the notoriety and power and fake prestige their bed companions give them, or are such spineless jerks they are afraid of their own mistress even as they control nuclear weapons.

Are you surprised these people reflect that kind of society always ready to attack Catholicism, and to glorify sexual perversion? What do you expect from a President like that: that he upholds traditional morality?

France is, hopefully, waking up to the kind of infinite ass they have sent to the Élysée Palace. One hopes for the future they will elect I do not say chaste men – not much hope of that in France, anyway – but at least men decent enough to know what is right and what is wrong, with some respect for Christian values, and possibly with some balls to boot.

Still, it’s a democracy, and in a democracy you just get what you deserve.

Enjoy the show, France. Enjoy the motherload of manure the Rottweiler will unload on your President, most of it very probably deserved. Enjoy the spectacle of the man you have put at the top of a Nuclear Power behaving like a capricious child, and he in his Sixties. Bask in the knowledge he was terrified of his mistress, and is possibly only looking for the next woman of whom to be terrified – pussies don’t change, you see; not at that age -. Wait for the next instalment of this Old Children Saga, showing you once again how rotten your society has become.

Still… perhaps there is hope. Perhaps the healthy part of France will in the next years manage to carry others on the right side. Perhaps this pit of insolence, stupidity, immorality and sheer childishness will serve to wake up some people, and wake in the French nation a new desire for at least basic decency. The Manif pour Tous is an excellent start, and it is branching out in other countries, like Italy.

For the moment, though, the French will have to cope with an angry Rottweiler, a Fitst Booty Call, and a Pussy President.

It won’t be pretty.

Mundabor

Francis In One Line

Stan Laurel2

If anyone were to ask you to explain in short all that is wrong with Francis, you might say this:

whilst sexual perversions advance all over the West, he plans an Encyclical about the environment.

Mundabor

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