Monthly Archives: December 2022

Fr. Pavone Cancelled, or, Wake the F Up, People!

Fr. Frank Pavone, founder of Priests for Life, has apparently been laicized by the Vatican.

I say “apparently” because, as we know, the people who would do this – namely Jorge Bergoglio – have as much authority to laicize a priest as I do.

And therein lies the problem.

Look, I had intended to share a beautiful story of Christmas tonight, a story of the Incarnation and hope and life and death. I had planned to tell this story for a while. And now I need to put all that on pause to comment on this. Remember, this page is for the musings of a trad dad and this definitely warrants a musing or two.

First, some brief background of a personal nature. The one and only time I ever met Fr. Pavone was in the summer of 2004 during the GOP convention in New York. I was working as a producer of a daytime reality series and production had been shut down due to the security around our 7th Avenue offices being heightened. So I took a stroll down 37th St. to grab a slice of pizza. As I passed in front of the Church of the Holy Innocents, I noticed the friendly face of a man who I had known through years of exposure to Catholic media. During the 1990’s Fr. Pavone had become a prominent figure for his involvement in the pro-life movement. He had been standing on the steps of the church talking with someone. I waited my turn. We had never met. When his first guest took his leave, Fr., noticing that I was clearly waiting to speak with him, approached me and said hello. I introduced myself as an admirer and a man who greatly appreciated his work. I assured him of my prayers. He was genuinely surprised to have been “spotted” in the midst of the busiest city in America on a summer afternoon.

Several years later, one of my nieces went to work for Fr. Pavone as his travel coordinator at Priests for Life.

That is the extent of my personal experience with the man.

On another level, I know him well. I know of his work and what he stands for. I remember as a teenager wondering why in the world a priest would need to start an organization in support of the pro-life movement when I foolishly believed all priests were pro-life. I have followed his work. There is no guile in this man, this priest. We all know it.

I looked around the interwebz just now and, big surprise, came across a breathless, on-the-spot report from T. Marshall. He points out that the Jesuit faggot James Martin prances around the world with the blessing of the Vatican while a good man like Pavone gets the ax. Those are not his words but mine.

But this is why getting it right is so important. I simply cannot comprehend how, at this point, there are still men who cling to what is so obviously false. “He’s the pope. He can do bad things. He spouts heresy. He promotes evil. He sidelines good men. But he’s the pope.” This long ago went beyond the “in his personal opinion, the pope can make the odd mistake because he’s only protected from error in certain, very defined circumstances.” Day in and day out, Bergoglio and his minions – the infiltrators – work toward the rapid destruction of the Church (which will never happen) by killing the faith of the members of the Body (which can happen and is happening). And still they call him papa.

Wake up.

And Fr. Pavone, if you read this, know that you are in my prayers.

He Is Near(er)

I’ve been sharing clips of music lately and occasionally providing my commentary on the same.

I am a musician. I’ve played the piano since I was 4 years-old. I’m actually quite good at a sub-performance level. I just require several drinks in order to perform, thus wrecking the whole “performance” aspect. But in the quiet of my home with my wife, children, and terrier around, I enjoy making music. And I love to sing. McCarrick aside, my time in the seminary did teach me some valuable lessons. For instance, I learned a few basic chants and how to sing in a choir. It was a schizophrenic time to be studying for priesthood. More on that another time.

Tonight I’m thinking of one of my favorites – What Child Is This?

The melody is the old English folk tune Greensleeves. It appears the verses are a reference to a woman of loose morals. Ask yourself why her sleeves would have been green had they not been rolled around in the grass… either way, it’s one of the most haunting tunes in the Western tradition. See below.

But the lyrics that really sell it to me are the 1865 William Chatterton Dix motif laid over the top of Greenseleeves.

The first verse and refrain, ought to be quite familiar to even the most secular among us at Christmas time.

“What child is this?
Who laid to rest on Mary’s lap is sleeping
Who angels greet with anthem sweet
While shepherds watch are keeping

This, this is Christ, the King
Whom shepherds guard and angels sing
Haste, haste to bring Him laud
The babe, the Son of Mary”

But it is the second verse, second refrain, and third refrain (below) that drive home the poignancy of the Incarnation . Our Lord Jesus Christ was born to die.

“So bring him incense, gold and myrrh
Come peasant King to own him
The King of kings, salvation brings
Let loving hearts enthrone Him

This, this is Christ, the King
Whom shepherds guard and angels sing
Haste, haste to bring Him laud
The babe, the Son of Mary

Nails fierce shall pierce him through
The cross be borne for me, for you
Hail, hail, the word made flesh
Obeyed the Son of Mary”

The wood of the manger prefigured the wood of the cross. The gifts of the magi are for His burial.

Tomorrow, I want to recall for you a moment in my life when this was brought to my heart in a way I never asked for, I did not want, and yet, I truly needed. I simply need a little time to collect my thoughts on this one. Forgive me if this post ends abruptly.

Another Round, Please!

It’s time once again for another St. Rita novena. Please send any intentions my way and I will happily add them. I continue to pray for all the intentions that have been sent thus far.

He Is Near

Some chant for your day as Christmas nears

But What Do I Know?

I have decided to go ahead and give my thoughts on that article I mentioned in my last post. Before we proceed, let’s have a look at the actual quote I referenced from the Catechism of Trent.

“In the explanation of this Commandment [the Sixth], however, the pastor has need of great caution and prudence, and should treat with great delicacy a subject which requires brevity rather than copiousness of exposition. For it is to be feared that if he explained in too great detail or at length the ways in which this Commandment is violated, he might unintentionally speak of subjects which, instead of extinguishing, usually serve rather to inflame corrupt passion.”

Catechism of the Council of Trent, p. 431

That being said, here is the backstory as near as I can piece it together. It appears a married couple who are parishioners at a traditional Catholic parish are operating an online sex shop, although they seem to prefer the term “intimacy” to sex. I won’t even mention where the parish. The blog post reporting on this claims that this is all under the approval of the rector of that parish. I went ahead and clicked over to that site to see if I could find out more about the couple. I was immediately struck by a major paradox. The stated mission of this site is to “provide a safe space and resources for virtuous romance and love.” And yet they proceed to answer all manner of questions regarding topics such as the morality of anal sodomy in marriage. Their view? Of course it’s OK! In fact, they recommend using condoms if one engages in this type of behavior. They site John Paul II’s “Theology of the Body” as their justification. Don’t even get me started on ToB. Especially after reading a few passages they include on their site I am convinced it is nothing more than Catholic p*rn.

Here’s where I’m going to put this in perspective.

1) It doesn’t matter if this is coming from a trad parish or from a storefront on the Bowery. This is unmitigated smut and has no place in any discussion of “virtuous love”. The fact that it’s associated with traddydom – the couple describe themselves proudly as members of a TLM parish – makes me wonder the depths to which we have been infiltrated by minions of Satan.

2) Although Our Lord teaches that the “love of money is the root of all evil”, somehow it always comes back to genital pleasure, doesn’t it? But don’t think there isn’t an aspect of luchre here either. They’re selling things, engaging in commerce. Their trade merely happens to be sex.

Our Lord Stripped of His Garments

3) The couples’ premise (in graphic detail about the marriage act) that spouses have a right to derive physical pleasure from one another is misleading at best and absurd at worst. The marital embrace exists for one purpose – procreation. Pleasure and unity are obviously going to accompany that (but not in the James Martin, bridge-building way). It’s kind of how God designed the whole thing. He made it so we’d want to do this thing in order to facilitate His plan for us to assist Him in the creation of new life. But that does not mean we should contort our reason to serve our sensual appetites. In fact, we should be spending the better part of our lives learning to subjugate our appetites (even our spiritual appetites as St. John of the Cross says) to God’s will. All of this reminds me of a kid in a moral theology class I took once. He would routinely ask questions like, “But Father, so how exactly far can I go with a girl before it’s, you know, a sin?” That reasoning simply belies the notion that sexual gratification is the end in itself and that trying to fit that into a framework of moral validity is an acceptable use of our reason. In other words, “What do I want to do and how do I legitimize that thing?” rather than “What does God want me to do and how can I best serve Him?”

And lastly – and please read no further if you might be squeamish…

4) Anal penetration? Are you kidding me? I am a man happily married for fifteen years to a woman. I am not a prude by any stretch of the imagination. But that? What in the hell is wrong with any man who is looking for a way to justify that act on his wife, the woman he supposedly loves? Boy I tell ya’ that is the height of narcissism. It’s all about ME and whatever I can get. And by the way, it’s disgusting. No woman in her right mind wants it and any man who does is a fag. God gave us one perfectly working set of connectors. If that’s not good enough for you, you are beyond help. And anyone who tells you that the very act of sodomy is A-OK even in and especially in the sacrament of holy matrimony is either stupid, twisted, or evil in their desire to facilitate the commission of one of the sins that literally cries to heaven for vengeance.

As my dad used to say in these situations, after providing a lengthy answer to a complicated question…

“But what do I know?”

When Reporting, Use Caution

Earlier today on Canon212, Mr. Walker had a link to a story on the blog TraditionInAction. I’m not posting the link at this time for a very specific reason. The article appears to be an expose of sorts on a sordid subject. The post relates details of something that, if true (and I think it probably is), is not only shocking but also deeply perverse. The subject focuses on sex. As the Catechism of Trent said (paraphrasing): “About this subject [sins against the Sixth and Ninth Commandments] very little need be spoken publicly due to the very nature of the subject and its propensity to arouse deep passions. Rather pastors should take pains to preach the virtues and deal with individuals on an individual basis.”

Anyway, I just wanted to toss that out there tonight before bed. As I said, my journalistic sense tells me that the items related in that TIA post are likely accurate. I will mull over whether I will share the link with a warning that it leads to some graphic content. I do NOT want to be party to anyone else’s struggles with chastity. There really is a lot within that post, though, on which I would like to comment so let’s just say that it’s likely coming tomorrow.

In the meantime, say a prayer for our priests.

O Come Divine Messiah!

Continuing on the theme of sharing beautiful music for the Advent season, here’s one of my favorites. I actually heard this at the end of the high Mass this morning as the priest and servers processed out of the sanctuary and it sounded magnificent. This version, recorded by the Benedictine Sisters of Mary, Queen of Apostles, although not my absolute favorite, is still a gorgeous arrangement of a beautiful hymn in the English choral tradition (even if the tune is the French Besancon carol).

O Come, Divine Messiah! The world in silence waits the day when hope shall see her triumph and sadness flee away.