Monthly Archives: July 2022

Calling Evil By It’s Name

I posted my last article on Gloria.TV as I usually do. The reaction in the comments was interesting to say the least. First, I want to state that I respect the points of view of the commenters. However I disagree with the points made by some.

There was pearl clutching about the use of the word “faggot”. Actually, it wasn’t my use of that word but that of another writer, Miss Ann Barnhardt. I will say that although I have corresponded with Miss B. a few times over the past year, we have not met and I wouldn’t consider us to be friends. She has graciously reposted my work on occasion and has always been most cordial in her replies. I greatly admire her work – all of it – and I have never encountered anything contrary to the Catholic faith in what she’s written or said. In fact, I consider her a hero and I don’t use that word lightly. I come from good stock and know several legitimate heroes.

The issue, for some, seems to be one of tone. As in, “She says words I don’t like to hear!”

Cathedral Basilica of the Sacred Heart, Newark, NJ. Unfortunate seat of much faggotry.

Unfortunately Douglas, these are interesting times and sometimes we have to call people by names they have earned and not worry about the feelings we might engender. Let me share a story…

There is nothing charitable in coddling the enemies of God. I was indoctrinated as a child not to use words such as “faggot”, “queer”, etc. Funny but don’t the sodomites refer to themselves by these and worse terms today? What do you think the Q in that ridiculous alphabet soup moniker stands for? I will not pretend that there is anything “gay” in soul-crushinig, demonic, predation, especially not from among the clergy. I remember someone once referring to my bishop as a “homo”. At the time I told the person that this wasn’t “nice” or even charitable. The bishop was Ted McCarrick. I will ever more call a fag a fag without a second thought.

I am a husband and father. I literal exist to manfully protect my children and wife from evil. The first step in fighting evil is to name it. Calling faggotry by tamer names is not in my wheelhouse. Likewise, I don’t refer to drunks as “substance abusers” or to thieves as “economically oppressed opportunists”.

In fact, these evil men – not “gay”, not “homosexual”, not even “same sex attracted” – count on your unwillingness to call them out for who they are and what they do. And what they do is to destroy the Church and rob children of their innocence.

It’s too much to go into here but expect a post in the near future about Fr. Paul Wickens, sex ed., and the pillaging of virtue that took place and why he fought so hard against it. I hope that will help In understanding my point of view.

Virgin Most Pure, pray for us!

Get Out!

Earlier today, Ann Barnhardt posted her usual hot take/words of wisdom and as usual, yours truly couldn’t agree more. Go check it out. The interpretive statement, though, is that since the Roman Mass is apparently being suppressed in the hellhole city of Chicago, there is absolutely no reason to remain if you are a faithful Catholic.

I’ve been to Chicago many times. Years ago it was a happening place replete with all the things that make for a world class city. In the 1990’s and early 2000’s even, it was the beneficiary of the same circumstances that made for a low-crime urban habitation. Believe me, it wasn’t the Daly Machine either. As my late father, the actuary, pointed out to me once, it had to do with birthrates in the 1980’s. Seems there were far more baby girls born at that time than boys (statistically speaking). As young men commit the majority of crime, the crime rate dipped in large cities 15-20 years later, broken windows policing notwithstanding.

Ann called her that “dyke psychopath mayor”. In my repost of yesterday’s blog over on Gloria.tv I went with something similar. I was itching to call Lori Lightfoot exactly what she is but restrained myself. This proves once again that Barnhardt has far less native fear than I. So I’ll use the phrase “gremlin dyke mayor from hell” here instead.

Altar of St. Ann, Basilique Saint-Sauveur, Dinan, France

And I agree with Ann. There is no reason to stay in Chicago. And soon there may be no reason to stay in Dallas or Newark or Sarasota or Little Rock. You see, when they start shutting down the Mass, it’s time to leave. Only bad things can be on the horizon in places where Our Lord is persona non grata.

“But there are plenty of Novus Ordo masses in the Windy City!”

Can it, you breathless fool.

If I wanted to be “blessed” by a faggot holding an acoustic guitar I’d save myself the airfare and wait until Lil’ NasX was in town. Also, I’d never be caught dead at a Lil’ NasX show. How about you take your horse to the old town road and send it to the glue factory, Twinkle Toes?

This does bring up the interesting question. Are we already at the doorstep of the prophecy of Daniel? And what do faithful Catholics do when the mass is taken away from them by diabolical prelates? Folks, I don’t have an answer but I will tell you that I am clutching my beads, taking advantage of every Mass I can get to, and staying as confessed as possible.

And I think that’s the best advice I can give right now. Look, if they’ll do it in Chicago, they will certainly do it where you are. Make friends with solid priests. And when the time comes, be prepared to open your homes to them and to support them.

Holy Mary, Mystical Rose, pray for us!

UPDATE: Today the Institute, Tomorrow the World

Soon after I hit publish on my post of last evening (“Fr. Z. Action Item…“), requesting my readers to join in with Fr.’s “Intention I”, news broke out of Chicago.

I speculated that the “I” stood for indult but that it might possibly be much worse than simply a return to indult days of the 1980’s where priests had to receive special permission to say the old Mass. No, the I stood for “Institute”, as in Institute of Christ the King Sovereign Priest (ICKSP, the Institute). The Institute is one of the Ecclesia Dei groups who, along with the FSSP and others, were founded in the early 1990’s and currently have a presence in 14 US cities including Chicago where their US province is headquartered.

Stained glass of my girl St. Rita, saint of the impossible, St. Anthony’s Catholic Church (an ICKSP parish), West Orange, NJ

Cardinal Cupich has decided to give the Institute the boot starting on August 1 of this year, some two weeks hence. Blase Cupich, the man who never met a liturgical abuse he didn’t love as evidenced by the many “abnormalities” not only tolerated but tacitly encouraged in his adchdiocese. Blase Cupich, the man who, years ago when he was just a tiny little baby bishop in Rapid City, locked TLM mass-goers out of their own church during Holy Week. Blase Cupich, the McCarrick boy who is essentially the E. F. Hutton of the Catholic Church in America. When Blase Cupich speaks, beta bishops listen.

That is why this news is so devastating. First of all, ICKSP has done nothing except to serve the Catholic population of any location where they have established a presence. Second, what Cupich does today, you can expect a number of bishops to do tomorrow. We can rapidly go from praying for “Intention I” to praying for “Intention F” and you all know what I mean by that (and they serve in more parishes than “I”). Wilton Gregory is rumored to be doing something similar to the Latin Mass in his see. The bishop of Savanah just announced severe restrictions on the TLM in his see – and his restrictions are weird because they come from answers to questions he posed to Rome. Savanah’s Latin Masses will be coming to an end on the oddly specific date of May 20, 2023.

Friends, don’t ever stop praying or fighting.

Our Lady of Mount Carmel, pray for us!

St. Simon Stock, pray for us!

Fr. Z. Action Item: Prayers Requested

Many of you have probably seen the urgent “action item” over at the blog of the irrepressible Fr. Z. Here is a link. Barnhardt also posted Fr.’s request.

None of us know what evil is coming down the pike, but I trust that Fr. Z. Wouldn’t post this request if it weren’t truly vital.

We can speculate but that would probably be pointless. He refers to this as “Intention I”. I personally wonder if that “I” stands for indult. As in going back to the days of priests needing an indult to celebrate the ancient Mass. I suspect it will be far more serious based on his tone.

Either way, stop now and offer your prayers. I’m heading to Adoration with my son and we will offer our full rosary for this intention (along with the intentions of Our Lady of Fatima).

God bless us and the Virgin protect us!

Our Lady of Perpetual Help, painting, Christ the King Catholic Church, Sarasota, FL

The True Guardian of Tradition

On my flight home from a family vacation to Florida Monday, I watched a fascinating documentary. It isn’t what I had intended to watch yet it was what I needed to watch.

You see, I took the YouTube Premium trial a few weeks back and discovered that 1) there are no ads and 2) I can download and save videos for watching when there is no internet connection (such as on an airplane).

Typically I bring my laptop with me when I travel. This time, however, I decided to free up room in my suitcase for a suit jacket for mass. Typically my laptop has several episodes of a documentary series called Air Disasters already downloaded. It’s a show where airline crashes are reconstructed through CGI and flight cockpit recorders and then investigated. Some have said I’m demented for watching planes crash while on a plane. I just call it conquering my fears. Typically a gin or two are involved. You should see the look on the faces of the stewardesses as they pass me by in the aisle.

Just prior to boarding, my nephew texted me a link to a most amazing video. It was called “Every crash, Air Disasters seasons 8-10” and it was three and a half hours long. Alas, the airport wifi was not strong enough to download this video in enough time before boarding.

So, shortly after takeoff I went into my playlist to see what had already been downloaded. Perhaps, I thought, there might be something good to watch on the three hour flight back to Texas. I did download these videos after all. I must have thought they were worthwhile.

I found exactly five videos. Two were Malachi Martin/Bernard Jansen interviews. Two were actual full episodes of Air Disasters that I have already seen.

And one video stood out for viewing. Keeping with the theme of the one year anniversary of TC, I nailed my video selection. It was the story of a young priest who accompanied those on the margins. He was a man who understood the tribal inculturation of the people he served. He was a humble man who lived true poverty of spirit. He was a man who – you know what? It was Archbishop Marcel LeFebvre. There. I said it. I couldn’t use any more Francisterms on gay synodal ways and sodocompaniment without vomiting.

I love this picture of the man. I’ve even grown my own beard out just like this.

Excellent movie. if you didn’t know, LeFebvre was a truly humble man who gave his life in service to the Church. I highly recommend it. Im linking it below.

Our Lady, Mother of the Church, pray for us!

St. Joseph, protector of the Church, pray for us!

St. Bonaventure, pray for us!

Wednesday Roundup: 15 years, 18 years, and LACE LACE LACE!!!

Let’s Start with the Lace (since that’s why you came here)

I posted a picture of a statue yesterday. The statue was of John XXIII. A longtime reader and friend emailed me the following.

Take a look at the lace on the John XXIII statue!! :)”

Here’s the picture once again.

Must be a rigid trad with all that lace. Looks like Grandma.

15 Years

Today is the fifteenth wedding anniversary of yours truly’s wife (and mine as well). It’s been a hell of a ride. Over the past fifteen years I have realized that if there are two words by which I wish to live, they are charity and humility. I have also come to realize that my wife is the single most charitable and humble human being I have personally known. She inspires me in this regard daily and I am thankful. These are, by the way, the virtues associated with the Passion. Perhaps she’s trying to kill me. Or save my soul. She has quietly and patiently taught me as much as my own father did how to be a husband. Also, she is somehow – and I truly mean this – more stunning today than When I first met her. I love her. Here’s our wedding song.

We’re a little different…

18 Years

Today would also have been the eighteenth birthday of one of my nieces. She was just shy of her second birthday when God called her home. I’m sure a lot of you are familiar with Ann Barnhardt’s producer/sidekick “Supernerd” and his Tiny Princess. I’ll give you my niece’s name because my sister (her mom) wants nothing more than for everyone to ask her to obtain great favors for them. So do not forget to call upon Fiona in your troubles. She’s gotten her godfather – me – out of a few scrapes.

And that is all for now.

Our Lady of LaSalette, pray for us!

St. Henry, pray for us!

Fiona, pray for us!

“Saint” Paul VI

I had the opportunity to pass through the little hamlet of Ave Maria, Florida this afternoon on my from the Gulf Coast back to Fort Lauderdale’s airport.

Ave Maria (Ave, for short) is a planned community founded by philanthropist Tom Monaghan, founder of Dominos Pizza) as a city to support his Ave Maria University.

The town itself it cute enough. I could live without the gators but that’s Florida for you. Below are some pictures of the church that dominates the center of town.

But what caught my eye was found in a Catholic book store near the church. I entered and saw the following…

Looks like a miter.
I’m not feeling it.
Eleventh Station of the Cross. The best of Ave.
Multiple Ss. Barbara and Ss. Rita

As you all know, Rita is very special to me (as is Barbara).

On another shelf was the recently canonized St. John XXIII…. Take a look. I promise he was there.

Adjiornamiento!

But guess who I didn’t seee…

There was no St. Paul VI – everyone’s favorite Freemason homopope.

I guess not enough demand.

Something about cult of a saint and all came to mind.

St. Rita of Cascia, pray for us!