Pope Leo The Stupid
There are times where I really despair about the human race. It is as if people were so dumb, but so dumb, that you don’t think anymore that there might be some clever strategy at play, some subtle deception, some sort of manipulation. No, you know that these people are just dumb. Completely unaware of their own dumbness. Perhaps, like many dumb people, even thinking they are being smart.
The person that made me despair today is no other than our own Faggopope, Pope Leo The Better Dressed. I quote:
“The problem is not the numbers — which, of course, make one reflect — but the increasingly evident lack of awareness in feeling part of the Church, that is, of being living members of the Body of Christ, all with unique gifts and roles, and not merely users of the sacred, of the sacraments, perhaps out of mere habit.”
This is so wrong only a deeply deluded, and very dumb, person can have said it.
First: the problem is the numbers. Like it or not, it’s the sheer numbers that tell you what the state of health of the Church is. Full seminaries would be a sign of strength. Full churches would be a sign of strength. If you are able to reflect – which Faggopope say he is able of doing, but he isn’t – you know that numbers give you the critical mass that allow you to better protect the Church and the Faithful. Numbers are power; namely, the power to do God’s work. So, the numbers are important.
But the worse is the part that comes immediately thereafter, an ideological bomb in pure Francis style. The problem, Leo is clearly saying, is not the number, is that this number is made of people who keep not wanting to rape the church the way he would like to! They are so ossified, so “unaware” of the work of the “Spirit”, so “not living members” of the Church like his own Faggocardinals are! They keep being attached to the sacraments! This is out of mere habit, you see. They can’t be sincere Catholics who don’t buy the Faggochurch. No, they are not being living members of the Body of Christ!
In pure Francis style, this guy has now moved over to the part where he insults Catholics for wanting to remain Catholic.
You might say that this is not literally what he says. I counter that this is literally what he means. This is a guy who has just presided over another “synod” where he has said to everybody that we need to keep going down the disgraceful path of the Second Vatican Council. I suspect this is also the synod where he was told that, if he knows what’s good for him, he better not touch the Traditional Latin Mass. So he caved in, like Francis did when he had to. And then he got bitchy, like Francis did… all the time.
This guy is administering poison to the Church. In the same breath, he has the almighty gall to say that the problem is not that the V II antics make the number decrease; it’s that those who are left aren’t heretical enough.
I think I can normally spot the evil intent. I think this is not the result of some evil machination. This is just Leo being the thick, mediocre intellect that he is. So dumb that he does not even understand when he shoots himself in the foot.
Thank God I do not ask for subscriptions.
This allows me to tell you quite plainly that the guy is just a very, very dumb clown.
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How Do You Say Karma In Catholic? Henry VIII’s Horrific Death
The video above is only one of the many that you can find about the subject of the illnesses, death, and post-death of Henry VIII, bastard extraordinaire.
Now, I try not to wish suffering to anybody – unless it be by God’s hand – and of course I do not wish hell to anybody. But it seems to me that what emerged from the private diaries of several dignitaries and diplomatic personnel (among them the very Cranmer) is quite eye-opening and, I must say, a sobering reminder of the fact that, well, there is no rest for the wicked, in this world already.
It is particularly impressive to know that the big troubles of the already very fat, and once seriously wounded, Bastard Extraordinaire began in 1536; which is, as you certainly remember from school, the year following the execution of Saint Thomas More and Saint John Fisher; martyrs who were, as you know, in the company of many thousands of others.
The video you can see (I have seen three up to now; not out of sadism, but of fear of the Lord; I must admit I did not know the facts therein narrated) all repeat the same story, taken from contemporary sources. Fatness (this I knew) and a healed wound up to 1536; then a horrible infection first to one leg, then to both. The excruciating pain going on for years, coupled with the insatiable appetite of a very sensual man and the quite remarkable dietary persuasions of the times. The worsening of the Fat Bastard’s condition until life becomes a big lie that makes Biden’s dementia look like child play: the pulley to even get to move the now enormous body, the unbearable stench, the toxins that fog the brain and cause all sorts of hallucinations, the colossal mass of the man literally rotting under him, until his clearly strong frame gives way and he finally ends 11 years of daily, unbearable pains without I do not say antibiotics or painkillers, but many a time even opium, as in those times those concoctions were very variable and uncertain in their efficacy (means one day you risk some big brain damage, the next day the thing just does not work).
The famous painting of Hans Holbein the Younger, the one with the conspicuously spread, “planted” legs in that pose of masculine dominance, is from 1536 or 1537. All those portraits were obviously idealised to a certain point, but this one (see below) might have been painted when the process of self-demolition had already set in. It was, in a word, like those Biden pictures meant to make him look alert.
The extremely painful self-demolition went on for almost exactly 11 years. The, well, crowning of the entire procedure is what happened after death, also well documented and which I recommend you also follow. Quite the thing, I must say.
I have already seen in Francis’ almost grotesque fattening, and insistence on gorging himself after the doctors told him to go easy on the meat, a quite revealing symptom of earthly punishment, which was also warning of a far more atrocious one soon to come. It seems Henry had pretty much the same attitude, only in this case no doctor would dare to suggest he goes easy on the venison and reduces the estimated 5000 calories a day with almost total immobility (later converted into total immobility, but with less caloric intake). Henry’s doctors did not warn Fat Bastard because they did not want to die. Francis’ doctor had an easier job, and were left ignored.
There is no rest for the wicked. For sure, God allows some people to suffer so that they can unite their suffering to His one on the cross. But it seems quite clear that He makes other people suffer as a punishment for their wickedness on this world, and possibly a warning of the suffering that will follow in the next. Not even to this bastard do I wish hell, but I can’t say that Cranmer’s testimony about his faint hand signal about his “acceptance of Christ as his saviour” is very encouraging. In fact, it seems to me the kind of thing Cranmer would say as an insurance policy. Cranmer himself, as we all know, would go to his deserved execution, and a horribly unrepenting one at that, less than a decade later. Another bastard extraordinaire, this one, though I admit he was an extremely elegant writer.
I recommend to my readers that they increase their consumption of vegetables and fruits, then a diet based on brutal overeating and composed almost exclusively of meat, animal fats, and an awful lot of sugars isn’t really that healthy.
Pretty much exactly 11 years of excruciating pain.
There is, verily, no rest for the wicked.
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Changing Your Mind: On The Death Of Scott Adams
Scott Adams, the brilliant creator of “Dilbert”, has died.
Please pray for the guy. A brilliant mind and, I think, a honest guy. One of the first on the MAGA side, too.
Scott Adams had announced his conversion. Sadly, his conversion seems to look very much like an insurance policy. The letter I am about to comment was written on the 1 January, and Adams died today, the 13th. There are, therefore, 12 days – as I understand, mostly conscious – between the two events.
The letter says that Adams “accepts Christ as his Lord and Saviour”. I think this is the accepted Protestant way of saying that he believes in Christianity. However, in his letter he also said that he was still not a believer, but willing to change his mind if he wakes up in Heaven.
By now, Scott Adams has most certainly changed his mind about the existence of God; though in which ways it is not given to know.
Now what I am about to say may seem harsh. But I think that the faith is more important than niceness.
Last time I looked – and someone will correct me if I am wrong – 1) the faith must be interior, 2) faith is a gift, which presupposes that the person so gifted knows, because he believes, that he has received a gift, 3) faith presupposes repentance. Faith is, in other words, the belief that something is true *now*. If you are open to believe after you have died, this isn’t faith. There is no belief, there is no conscience that one has received the gift of faith, there is just an acceptance that this belief might turn out to be true once one has died before it. There is, also, no consequence whatever from this alleged faith. It’s not only that there is no final repentance. There appears to be no repentance whatsoever.
It’s quite strange. If you ask me, it’s not faith, at all, and it’s no conversion, at all. A person can, of course, be an agnostic and be open to faith, in the sense that he *would like to be able to believe*, *wishes he could believe*. But this is different from saying “if am proven wrong after my death, yeah, guess what, I think *at that point* I will believe”.
You don’t say, Watson.
There is nobody, in the after world, who does not believe in the existence of God. Nobody. Not among those above, not above those below, and not among those in the middle.
Mr Adams, to whom I wish all the best, does not seem to have got this as per the 1st January. I really hope God gave him, in the end, the grace of faith – and the grace of final repentance – that was clearly still lacking when he wrote the letter.
Please join me in praying that God did give him the faith in the end. Your prayer is, as pretty much everything in Providential things, diachronic. If you pray God now to help Scott Adams, God will apply that prayer He knew it would happen (read my posts about physical premotion) to the man who has already died.
At the same time, I hope that the letter will not be considered the basis for saying that the genial creator of “Dilbert” “converted before dying”.
There is, in what I have read, nothing more than the desire to buy an insurance policy after the insurance if the insurance events happens, after it has happened.
We should pray for the gift of faith, and for the grace of final repentance.
Not for the desire to save our soul after we have unmistakeably discovered that we have one.
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Culattoni, Or: Meet Your New Hero, Monsignor Marco Agostini
Monsignor Marco Agostini is one of those people who reinforce a faithful Catholic in his belief that the Indefectible Church will, in fact, never die.
As the always excellent “Hiraeth in Exile” Blog reports, Monsignor Agostini was caught on a “hot” mick saying what we all think. This guy was Master of Ceremonies for Benedict XVI. He is not a newbie, or some nobody learning the ropes. This guy knows the machine because he has been operating on the inside for a long while.
First, he used the word “culattoni”, to describe a lot of people in the Curia. Now, you need to understand that this is, in the Italian language, a very harsh word. It is, if you wish, a notch up on “froci”, which I would translate as “faggots”. I doubt there is a worse insult in the Italian language to express your contempt for sodomitical individuals than the use of the word “culattoni”. In fact, “frocio” can be directed merely at the perversion, but a priest or bishop or cardinal could be “frocio”, and still chaste. In contrast, the word “culattone” unmistakeably links to the act of sodomy. To say that, say, the Cardinals are a bunch of “culattoni” is the worst insult one could do to them. It would, also, be a rather fair representation of the group as a whole. Monsignore knows, of course, because he has been in contact with them for many years.
Allow me, here, to praise the moral clarity and integrity of a man who says it like he sees it. Being Italian, like me, Monsignor Agostini fully shares the culture of open talk that is so typical of my beautiful Country. With all our shortcomings, we are a Country of straight arrows.
Monsignore also appears to have said that they are “assholes, all of them”; which is way milder than the “culattoni” one, but still quite indicative of an alert mind. What exact Italian word he used I don’t know (there are several that come to mind); but whatever word he used, I agree with him wholeheartedly.
This Monsignor Agostini is a serious candidate for G.O.A.T. among the Monsignori. The Church is richer and more beautiful for having people like him. I think there are still a number of people like him even in the belly of the beast (the Vatican), as expressions like “il cretino gloriosamente regnante” (“the gloriously reigning cretin”, referred to Francis when he was still, disgracefully, alive) keep emerging.
It’s just the way of my people. The Anglo culture of nicety to a fault is not our own.
The same Monsignore has now been removed from his job. No explanation was given. You see, if the Vatican had said “we have removed a Monsignore who has called the Cardinals a bunch of culattoni”, the Country would have reacted with a mixture of approval and amusement; but because Italy is still important in Church things, and nobody cares that Monsignore has been “unkind”, it was deemed better to just not give any explanation at all.
Your culattoni do not want to make their frociaggine too public.
Oh, that word again! Frociaggine! “Faggotry”! I think Francis actually used it? What does Pope Leo – who clearly tries to have an erection every time Francis is mentioned – think of the expression? Would it deserve a demotion?
Oh Leo, Leo!
This makes you look such a culattone!
You and all the others!
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Leo Decides Not To Attack The TLM (For Now)
So, it appears that at the synod of somethingsomething, Leo asked the cardinals to chose between the kind of somethingsomething about which hot air is to be produced. This is because, strangely, * at the last moment* they have discovered that *there wasn’t enough time*.
Now, let me explain to you what really happened.
Leo is the one who had stated that the Liturgy should be discussed. I am absolutely sure not even Leo is so dumb that, after a life of somethingsomething gatherings, he does not know how much time it takes to produce the required amount of hot air.
It follows with elegant inevitability that one of the two must have happened:
- The Cardinals got some wind of what he wanted to do. They told him it was a very bad idea. Leo decided to have the Cardinals decide they did not have time.
- Some people who are not Cardinals got some wind of what he wanted to do. They told him it was a very bad idea. Leo decided to have the Cardinals decide they did not have time.
Look, you don’t decide at the last minute that you “don’t have time” for something you had already said was important and should be discussed. If you do, you are just retreating. If you are retreating, it means you wanted to do something bad and were persuaded not to do it, because the climate isn’t really favourable to you, sensible people much prefer Trump to you, and a lot of people already think that you are a Francis 2.0, certainly with better clothes and possibly with more faggotry.
You might say that Leo was planning to help Traditionalists, and was dissuaded. I disagree. If Leo had planned to encourage Traditionalism, he would not have been dissuaded, as we know by now all too well that Francis manipulated, Biden-style, the result of his pre-Traditionis Custodes findings. The Bishops as a whole might be as bad as you want; but, on average, they are less Francis 2.0 than Leo, and they are much better disposed towards Traditionalism than Leo wants you to know. They would have reacted in a way that Leo doesn’t like. I think he decided to postpone the fight, perhaps abandon it altogether.
Before you ask: I don’t care what kind of somethingsomething will come out of this Faggosynod. It will be hot air, more hot air, rubbish, or horrible rubbish.
I’ll keep being Catholic tomorrow just as I was yesterday, happily ignoring these clowns.
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Bad Fruits: On The Latest Exercise In “Synodality”
As you might or might not know, there is a synod going on today and tomorrow. The Synod appears strange as there will be little working groups, without the big getting together part, probably to allow Leo’s people to better manipulate the outcome. An open revolt like it happened in 2014 is not going to happen.
I will now tell you my opinion on the outcome. Because I am special, I already know what to think, and I already know what to think because this synod will not change anything substantive.
I do not care about what decisions are made concerning the TLM. If Leo makes concessions, we know it is out of cowardice. If he doesn’t, we know it is out of arrogance. If he persecutes the TLM even more, we know it is out of seriously evil intent.
Leo will remain a globalist proto Socialist enemy of the Church whatever happens. He will keep promoting sodomy whatever happens. He will keep encouraging insults to the Blessed Virgin whatever happens. He will keep pushing a pacifist, “inclusive” (means pro-Islam), racial substitution agenda whatever happens.
He has been pope eight months. We know the type by now. There is very little of good that can come out of this man and again, any little that should come I will attribute to cowardice. You cannot love sodomy and the Traditional Latin Mass at the same time. You can – if you are camp – like the lace and the incense, but not what the Mass really is.
Leo is a friend and supporter of sodomy. He does not like the TLM. He does not like Catholicism. He likes Francis a lot, though. This tells you everything you need to know.
I write this particularly for the case – which I consider improbable, but still possible – that the guy uses the synod to make some concessions concerning the said Tridentine Mass. If that were to happen, I am afraid that we would be deafened by a choir of “neocons” – some in good faith, some not – telling us what a supercalifragilistic Pope we have. If it happened – and I do not think it will happen, but we shall see – it would be merely a smokescreen to better hide a Modernist agenda.
I will, therefore, read about the results of this hypocritical exercise with a mixture of disinterest and contempt. The fruits of this particular tree have been poisoned clearly enough to know the tree has no good qualities. This synod might become, at best, a show of diplomatic skill, certainly not the beginning of any Catholic restoration.
Do not be discouraged if the news are bad, because we know Christ will win in the end. Do not get your hopes high if the news appear to be good, because the agenda remains the same no matter what smokescreen the agenda is hidden behind. I add hypocrisy points for the Francistrick of the fake “Synodality” with predetermined outcome, something that Leo’s predecessor used to love.
The issue here is that the tree is bad. The synod will not change the quality of the fruits.
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Correcting The Wrong Is As Important As Doing The Right, Or: The Safe House In Liberia.
There is a proposal around meant to create an Indian Reservation for lovers of the Traditional Mass. In practice, there would be an Ordinariate for the TLM folks, same as there is one for converts from the Anglican heresy.
Methinks, this proposal speaks with forked tongue.
Yes, it is true that Traditionalists want the return of the TLM. But in the same breath, and in the same spirit, they want the death of the Novus Ordo.
It’s not only about having my little garden to enjoy in the evening. It is very well also about eliminating the stench and the rubbish that is everywhere in the streets.
Traditionalists are not only identified by their love for the traditional liturgy. They are identified by their conviction that the Novus Ordo mass is clearly sub-par, is utterly rubbish at conveying the majesty of the Sacrifice and is, most clearly, offensive to Christ.
It’s like being offered a safe house in Liberia in order to solve the criminality problem. Pal, the problem is Liberia itself, so nothing is really solved by giving me a safe house there.
The premise of the Indian Reservation is that, because Francis has decided that the NO should stay, it should stay. It’s quite a childish approach. First you decide whether something is right or wrong, and then you decide how to eliminate it if it’s wrong. So anybody who tells me the NO should stay must explain to me why that is so, and why it profit the Church if we let it stay. The a priori decision that something might stay because an evil clown said so is really not an argument. In fact, Francis wanting the NO is a very strong argument against it, even before knowing all that is wrong with it.
The NO is wrong. It has to go. It has to go completely, without even a “reservation” for angry old hippies. When the number of people with this attitude grows to levels approaching the majority, or a very vocal and robust minority, things will change.
Before that time, we fight for the return to normality everywhere in the Church, not for a safe house in Liberia.
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It Is Legitimate To Take Down The Commie Tyrant
In a brilliant operation, the tyrant in Venezuela has been extracted and will now face charges for drug trafficking. The collective meltdown is a sight to behold.
Look, superpowers have always carried out operations meant to topple one regime and substitute it either with another or with a more amenable version of the old one. It’s not a modern times event, either. It’s just the unavoidable consequence of the fact that some Countries are powerful, and others are jokes.
Venezuela is one such joke. A communist semi-dictatorship with Biden-style voter manipulation has imposed its communist ideology on the population for now around thirty years. Like all bad things, this is now, apparently, about to end, or at least it is about to change substantially.
My opinion on the matter has been unchanged for many decades now: You don’t cry for any communist regime. I do not see it as a duty for Western powers to wage war against Communist Countries, but I will applaude any operation, initiative, or military action that takes one of these regimes down.
On this particular occasion, Trump and his boys have staged a real master stroke. Zero casualties. The tyrant actually – and very evidently – taken down from the inside, from the people nearest to him, his very own Presidential guard clearly delivering him to Tio Sam.
The American extraction is, basically, a way for the clique now in power to get rid of Maduro in a way that makes resistance difficult. The guy is gone. He is away in the company of the Gringos. You can’t really hope for his return. The CIA has, for once, worked very properly. But again, this is not Trump saying to his people “please get me that obnoxious guy in Caracas by lunch time”. This is proper, proper intelligence work and able exploitation of internal strife.
They say Colombia is next. What a President, what a President!
I have not delved into the Vatican reactions yet. Still, I have no doubt that they will be whiningly critical, because Leo lurvs his drug smugglers, commies, atheists, and assorted enemies of the West.
The tyrant has been taken down. There were no casualties. Venezuelan life is going to improve one way or the other.
It is legitimate to take down the tyrant. It is good that Maduro has been taken down. It is absolutely everyday currency that a powerful Country tries to destabilise a drug-smuggling commie fake democracy.
There is good regime change and bad regime change. This here is good regime change.
Of course, there are other considerations at play. It is not only about the fentanyl or the communism. Venezuela will be brought into the Western orbit again. More commerce, more freedom. Who knows, Venezuela might even manage, in time, to become a BRICS member, something that eluded it up to now because of Brazil’s opposition. BRICS is not ideological, it is commercial. China and Russia are in, but also Brazil and Argentina. It is, in Trump’s style, about business, not political blocks.
The tyrant has been taken down. He has, it seems to me, been taken down by his own nearest collaborators, same as it happened to another bastard, Salvador Allende. This is the risk tyrants always run, and communist tyrants utterly deserve. The CIA clearly was involved in both operations, in different ways. It’s good to see the CIA being useful every now and then.
Congrats all around.
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Baby, It’s Cold Outside
It’s getting cold these parts. Very cold, at least compared to what Brits are used to. We are going to be hovering around zero (Celsius) for days.
The radio this morning said “we are not accustomed to cold winters anymore”, forgetting that spring 2025 was very cold in my neck of the woods. The interviewed meteorologist has not even tried to blame “climate change”, much less “global warming”. The guy was noticing a fact known as long as human knowledge exists: at times it gets cold, or very cold, where you live.
It was as if fresh air were entering my room, so accustomed I am to see the pseudo-scientific rubbish being sent on the waves. Turns out it gets unusually cold at times. Smart deduction, Watson.
Perhaps normality is setting in, or more likely the powers that be are slowly promoting the stop of the climate warming propaganda hoax. The fact is, the hoax used to be useful to manipulate the sheep, but now the sheep are getting restless and the entire program is getting embarrassing, besides being expensive.
The EU just had to make an embarrassing backpedaling on the ban on ICE cars in 2035, once again exposing their legendary arrogance and incompetence.
The Labour government here in the UK has lost all credibility with the voters by tracking to rack up an amount of money that is, when you count all together in the next 5 years or so, and out of the back of my envelope, around half of what they would have saved just announcing the end of the idiotic zero emissions program.
In general, people are less and less disposed to believe everything that comes from government sources. They have lied to you on the vaccines, on the inflation, of the “migrants”, on “diversity”, and on “gender”. Why would they suddenly not try to manipulate you on the climate?
Perhaps I am the usual incurable optimist, but I think that nature is healing. By God’s Grace, the next generation will have many more people who believe that this Earth is God’s creation, and God does not make His planets with a defective thermostat.
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It’s Always The “But..”
I invite you to follow the link and watch the videos
An extremely pained Cocaine Dwarf, reflexively sniffing his imaginary white powder, has to listen and shut up (I am sure Trump enjoyed this particularly, and put him in the situation on purpose) as Trump says to the press that the Ukraine has fought valiantly, but lost, and had better make a deal now before they suffer more losses.
When even the Kremlin speaker says that peace is now much nearer, you know that Trump is conducting his own private diplomacy, that will not take in any consideration the childish desires of both the Cocaine Dwarf and his little European goblin helpers.
Trump is fed up with people constantly trying to drag the US either into open war or into paying for the Ukrainians indefinitely. He is now so fed up, that he is constantly talking with Putin, hatching out a deal between themselves, as Cocaine Dwarf and his little goblins keep fantasizing about a continued war, new (ha!) sanctions, and Trumpa Claus bringing them all the toys they want.
The next one or two months might be very interesting. I don’t think that Trump will announce a bilateral deal. I think he will agree a reasonable end of the conflict with Putin, will submit it to the Ukrainians and the European Governments, and will tell them they are free to continue the effort of their own if they disagree, but without US money or satellite help. This way, he avoids being seen as the guy who “is in Putin’s pocket” (as the Democrats can’t wait to be able to say), as he awaits that the course of events make the deal more and more desirable.
Meanwhile, he will have put the relationship with Russia on a normal footing on number of issues (space collaboration, energy, investments, polar routes), which, from the US security and geopolitical perspective, dwarfs the Ukrainian problem.
Trump and Putin are so much in front of the European ragtag it’s not even funny. The goblins are now trying to persuade you Russia might be waging was against NATO in 2030. These are the same people who tell you Russia is now “stretched” and their plans might collapse in 2026. It’s as if they wanted to believe one thing for breakfast and its contrary for lunch.
Then Trump comes along, and destroy their little house of cards with a “but…”
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Normality
Not for the first time, I took a deserved break from this little effort whilst I was away for the holidays. Not for the first time ( and something I did particularly well when the Evil Clown was in charge) I refused to follow the news from the Vatican. If the guy had died, the news would have reached me anyway. If the guy had not died (turns out Francis never did, and this year Leo didn’t) I can very well live with not knowing what scandalous things the one or the other has said in the Christmas time.
When you do this, you get two things: a healthy perspective, and a big breath of normality. And that, my dear friends, makes you think.
I very much suspect that my last nine or ten days where very much the Catholic life which is lived by perhaps 98% or 99% of the Catholic population. Mass, holiday, another Mass, TV blabber about what the Pope has said nobody listens to, another Mass. “Merry Christmas, have another slice of Pandoro, no thanks I already had too much panettone, do you remember that Christmas when…” and the like.
Normality. Life without the Vatican. No creepy faggots disturbing your quiet devotions.
Now don’t get me wrong. Of course we should be enraged. Of course want the return to Tradition. Of course we want the Church we love to get seriously Catholic again. Of course the V II Masses make us cringe. Of course the homilies were eminently, and I mean eminently, stupid.
But there was a lot of normality in all this. Your average Catholic out there has been dumb-ified by sixty years of destruction, but he still thinks he is a Catholic in the proper way. The polemics, the scandal, most of the controversial statements just do not reach him. In Italy, the State TV conveniently leaves out a lot of what would confuse the faithful, and I remember in the past thinking that if all I knew of Francis came from RAI I could even think he is Catholic.
It’s as if there was a “normality conspiracy”. When the pope piddles out of the potty, there are a lot of outlets who have interest in not telling the public about it, either because they want to keep being Catholic, or because they don’t want to lose subscribers, or because when the Pope sabotages Catholicism, they sabotage the Pope instead of giving him a soap box to talk from.
For an awful, awful lot of people out there, Catholicism is very normal. Mass, rosary, family, school, work. Rinse and repeat. Even I don’t want to talk to them about it. Let them be impervious to bad popes. Let them live and die like so many did before them, in times of atrocious popes they knew very little about.
It’s amazing how easy it is to just detach yourself from an entire world. Our antennas can only get a certain amount of signal. Busy mothers and aunts, happy husbands and grandfathers, do not have the time or inclination to become Vatican experts. They go to Mass, have a mild appreciation for the priest, who seems to be a mildly Catholic guy, and that’s that.
Nobody knows who Faggocardinal is.
Everybody knows who the guy in the picture above is.
Fact is: these faggots could piss out of the potty every day of their lives, and most Catholics would never know it.
I think it’s a good sign. Encouraging. It shows a Catholic sediment that is very hard to be erased, though it can certainly be thinned.
Who knows: normality might survive all this mess, in the mind of most people, simply as they keep being Catholics the only way they know how.
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The Queen Of 50th Street?
This is, to put it mildly, not good.
Cardinal Archbishop Cheesehead is being retired from New York, and the new guy (I use the term loosely) has been introduced.
Two things immediately stand out as first impression:
- The testosterone level on this guy appears extremely low.
- The guy *hides his cross*, as is fashionable among idiot clergy nowadays. You shouldn’t be thinking he stands for Christ. It’s about social justice, you fool.
I have, like you, this feeling of being really fed up.
We are Catholics, and we demand that our shepherds are manly men instead of low-T apparatchiks like this one.
Of course, it could be worse, because you don’t need to be a genius to know that where there is low T, more problems might be in waiting. Now, I am not saying that this man necessarily belongs to the pervocrowd. Living in England, I have seen many people who, to your average Italian, look very unmanly and then proved to be perfectly normal, only in that particular, British, “tea and scones”, “how are you, Vicar?” low-T way that is, frankly, basically unknown in Southern Europe, where manliness comes together with your first steps and people are not ashamed of raw masculinity.
This guy makes on me, in fact, the same impression that I had of Prevost when I first saw him on the balcony.
Low T.
My suggestion is that the past and the works of the new Archbishop and soon to be Cardinal are carefully examined. This guy does *not* have to be a queen, but his first appearance does not exactly dispel suspicions.
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Queer Leo Bent On Queering The Church He Hates
It is evident by now, seven months into this pontificate, that Leo has left home in Peru every concept of prudence (if he ever had one) and is now entirely bent on queering the Church.
The new bishop of Monterey celebrated a pervomass with pervospeaker (a Trannie, no less). It doesn’t get more toxic than this. This guy will now be another one using his position to utterly undermine the Church.
These people hate Christ. Nobody can be so dumb to believe – not ever, but certainly not as a priest, bishop, or pope – that Christ allowed the wrong Church to exist for 2000 years and now wants you to create a new one. A new one, notice this, that has nothing difficult in it if you are atheist, environ-mentalist or Marxist, but is cause of the greatest scandal for everybody who believes in the Faith of our fathers.
The sabotage is now open. There are no brakes anymore. But you see, the guy keeps dressing in white so it must be all right. Also, there is never a shortage of people who make excuses. Who knows: this guy, who had all sorts of progressive appointments to progressive groups and committees and whatnot, might have spoken in favour of the TLM, once in 2014, and Trad, Inc. would immediately salute the friend of the Old Rite.
As to me, if you are a Faggobishop you don’t get plus points for pretending to be Catholic with the occasional TLM, or with tolerating one in your diocese. You will be considered a smarter sort of traitor is all.
We are Catholic first, middle, and last. We profess and protect – as far as we can – the entirety of the faith. We see the Traditional Latin Mass as a fundamental part of the restoration to come, but by far not the only element.
As I have said many times: lex orandi, lex credendi. You cannot advocate for the Traditional Mass without advocating for that Authentic Catholicism of which the Mass is such a beautiful expression.
Bishop Queer of Monterey is fundamentally flawed as bishop. He has no business being a priest, either. Whether he throws you the bone of a TLM in the Monterey Diocese does not change his fundamental problem (= being a faithless queer who needs to be defrocked).
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Dumb Queer Pope Or Smart Queer Pope? Waiting For The Synod
Ah, the Consistory! Just after the epifania, Leo will gather a lot of Cardinals to give them a talk.
Will this be the famous conservative drift Trad, Inc. is telling us it must be coming, in some way or other, at some point, when the times are ripe, and without offending the dead Evil Clown?
Well, we have some signals already.
Leo has sent to his invitees some homework. They need to (officially) re-read (I bet most of them did not read the first time) some papal documents.
What are they, you will ask? Glorious encyclicals of pre-Vatican II? Stuff about the glory of Catholicism and its defence? Condemnation of heresy?
No. The homework consists in reading two of Francis’ excrementations. Well, I must say it is not a good start. In fact, I would say it’s an extremely bad start.
What a clown.
No, really.
What an absolute, dumb, queer clown.
It has also been made known that Leo will talk about the Latin Mass. Now, it is unavoidable that he will take a position, because he has committed himself to making of it an issue. The question, is, therefore: will we have Dumb Queer Pope or Smart Queer Pope?
Smart Queer Leo would, of course, do the smart thing and officially reinstate Summorum Pontificum in full, with the undoubtedly true rationale that it is good for Catholicism, and Catholics like it. Inclusion bla, bla and more bla can also be included. If he did that, Smart Queer Leo would give a lot of ammo to Trad, Inc. and to the Pollyanna Army, who would tell us how good Leo is. Wrong, of course. He would be still the same queer Leo. But he would be smart about it.
Dumb Queer Leo would, instead, keep the course of his oh so beloved predecessor, the Evil Clown. He would say that the TLM is “divisive”, and cannot be freed until Trads get on with Bill Gates’ program. Perhaps he will throw around a bone or two, but very small ones. After which, Trad, Inc. will tell us how bad we rad trads all are, and demand that we get on board with Leo’s program. They will be covered in shame and insult as a result, causing the total failure of the project.
Will we have Dumb Queer Leo or Smart Queer Leo?
He is clearly dumb. Dumb people tend not to follow their smart advisers.
My pint is on Dumb Queer Leo. But we shall see. I think he does have some smart people around him. The question will be if he is too dumb of a queer to listen to them.
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Making Excuses: On The Tragic Death Of Rob Reiner And His Wife.
First of all: I am very saddened by the news of the horrible murder of Rob Reiner and his wife. Whatever his faults as a man, I think he is entitled to sentiments of human compassion, and to a prayer. His wife is, by the way, the author of the famous picture on the cover of the first “Art of the Deal” book. May they both rest in peace, and may we all, one day, enjoy paradise together.
Mr Rainer did not die, I think, because he had TDS, as Donald Trump has, with extreme bad taste, remarked. I think he died because he had contracted that disease spread everywhere, but particularly virulent among leftists: making excuses.
Rob Reiner and his wife died, it seems evident enough, by the hands – and the knife – of the drug addicted son they took in the house because the guy had, as these people normally have, no clue, no accountability, and no shame. It looks 100% to me like the spoiled child who sponged an entire existence out of his parents, and ended thinking that his parents were responsible for his trouble and in the moral obligation of helping him. I have seen several of these situations in real life. I see all the elements here, too.
The excuse-making must have been massive in the Reiner household. Taking back in the home a drug addict with already evident violent tendencies is quite the thing that stupid parents would do, and that stupid leftist parents would do even more; it looks a bit like the stories of the women raped by the “refugees” they wanted to help. They say in Italy that children are “pieces of your heart”. They don’t say that one should not use his brain.
The excuse making must, also, have been a long one. This guy became a drug addict early in life. It’s not that he started taking drugs at 45, when his mid life crisis mistress introduced him to cocaine. This guy became an addict in the Reiner family. I will, here, not make excuses: where I come from, if your son becomes a drug addict you have failed as parents, full stop. People don’t become drug addicts, in their youth, because it happens, just like the measles.
It’s something that develops after years of being spoiled rotten, after years of unchecked disobedience, perhaps after years of golden neglect, as is often the case with these busy and successful couples. I am not making excuses for him, and I am not making excuses for them. I know of a couple of cases like that. Rich parents, with neglected but extremely spoiled sons. Drugs is where it often ends. Two of these sons I knew died of overdose, after long years of excuse-making. Their death is, also, the product of people not showing dedication to their children, not setting boundaries, and … making excuses.
Did Mr Reiner’s TDS enter into the equation? I do not think so, though I think their being “modern”, liberal parents certainly did. But I don’t think that Mr Reiner was killed because his TDS made him unbearable to everyone, and one of these people who found him unbearable ended up killing him. I think he and his wife failed as educators, failed at showing boundaries to their son, and ended up, as I have seen more than a couple of times, as the doormats of the entitled, deranged, violent sons their own excuse-making had created.
One distinctive trait of the leftist and liberal culture is to vastly underplay the innate tendency of evil individuals to do evil things, which is at the roots of all these evil criminals being allowed to stay out of jail and commit more evil crimes. Another one is the tendency of thinking that it’s, in some shape or form, always the circumstances’ fault, so that if you change the circumstances (e.g. allow your violent drug addict son to live with you) you will have a different outcome, and your violent, drug addict, tragically entitled son will suddenly, as in a movie, transform into a valuable member of society.
I think – if this has gone the way I think it has gone, because the pieces of this puzzle are all there to see – that what we have here is the shattering of those naive liberal views. The violent addict has become more violent, his sense of entitlement and total lack of accountability rather amplified by rich papa and mama not wanting to pay for his drugs. Imagine the years of entitlement and unchecked spoiling that must have happened for a son even thinking of cutting the throat of his parents!
And in fact, I think that Mr Reiner’s quite evident TDS was, in fact, also due to his conscience of having failed as a parent, and his desire to signal virtue so he feels less bad with himself. Whether Robert De Niro o Rosie O’Donnell, whether Charlize Theron or Rob Reiner, they all seem to have highly dysfunctional families.
The Anglo-Saxon culture is not good at coping with failure, and is very good at virtue-signalling. You have TDS right there, staring at you.
So yeah, let us pray for the poor victims. Let us give them our sympathy. But let us also reflect on why these things happen, so that, in future, they may happen less often.
Rest in peace, Mr and Mrs Reiner.
I hope to meet you, one far-away day, in heaven, where there are no addicts, no Trump Derangement Syndrome and, most of all, no excuse-making.
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Providence At Work
The attacks on Faggocardinal are continuing apace. The double whammy of trying to “demote” the Blessed Virgin for the sake of “dialogue” with the Protestants, coupled with the revelation of more pornobooks, has put him on the spot. Father Murray is the last one to shoot at him, and he says what we all think: Leo can’t wash his hands in innocence concerning Fagnandez.
I sit here, in this little corner of my little world, and think: how Good is the Lord, who, even if Leo tries to deceive the gullible with his pretend respect for the forms, always allows the faithful to clearly see what is going on.
I think it likely that nothing will happen to Faggocardinal Fagnandez. I think he will not be removed, and I think he will not be disciplined. This, even if the newly emerged porn books were *not mentioned* when Faggy Nando was introduced to the great public on appointment. So, he knew and lied, others at the Vatican probably did the same.
Leo keeps protecting this guy, and we all know why. Fernandez *must* be a prime asset of the homo lobby in the Vatican, and you can bet your shirt there are a lot of those in the Vatican, and they have capacious closets with their and other people’s stuff inside. In order to remove Fag-Fag, Leo would have to beg for their support, and assure them nothing will change after Faggocardinal is gone.
A difficult enterprise first; but also, I think, one that Leo will not even be interested in exploring. He will wait that time works its magic and, if necessary, will concoct another stunt or two – for example, subtly criticising Trump – so that he looks good in the West, the press is all sympathy again, and the Faggocardinal is away from the headlines.
And still: God is so good. He puts all the elements in front of you. All you have to do is observe, and draw the obvious conclusions.
This Christmas, I will give special thanks to God, because he allows us to see through the deceptions of these people. Every age has its challenges. We have the one of staying Catholics in times of widespread corruption, and a widely publicised one, from the very top.
God has given us all the instruments to live and die in the proper faith, Faggocardinal be, as they say, damned.
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Blaming The Victim, Or: Meet Nazi Santa
What do leftists do when they recognise that the people are angry because the “diversity” people they import threaten the Christmas Markets? How do they react when, as a consequence, such Christmas Markets are limited in scope, or called off altogether, or take place in a climate of fear, greatly angering the populace?
Well, of course they do what they always do: they blame the victim. We are now informed by leftists trombones that the Christmas Market has that unsavoury Nazi taint, you know.
It’s always the same. They destroy your world, then they proceed to tell you that the world you have lost was bad. They do it with everything, from conventional morality to Christianity in general, and from the Latin Mass to the traditional understanding of Catholic rules (e.g. Church doctrine on capital punishment, war, riches).
Now we have Nazi Santa. Mind, Santa is not accused is having a proper brown shirt. Just of being contiguous, you know. “Christmas market? Oh, you do that Nazi Santa thing?”.
Don’t laugh. They did exactly the same with “Hitler’s Pope”. Worked a treat.
You see it here once again: Western Liberals don’t want to bring in the Third World because they want Sharia Law. They are too stupid to understand that Sharia Law is exactly what they are getting. No, they are pushing every alternative to Christianity under the sun (from Islam to Hinduism to atheism and sexual perversion) exactly because they want to bury your traditional Christian society.
They write it “diversity”, they spell it “de-Christianisation”.
You see, it was the religion that was around during the time of Moustache Man. When there were all those white, straight, manly guys around. Those who brought Christianity everywhere, and built Empires out of their sheer cultural, religious, moral and, well, military superiority.
It can’t be good, this Christianity.
In fact, it’s the enemy.
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