As I was leaving Mass this afternoon, the sacristan caught sight of a few of us parishioners and said
“Happy Easter, fellow sedevacantists!”
We all chuckled a bit. Then he brought up to me the recent story of ChatGPT and the Immaculate Conception. Both items have I posted about in the past twelve hours. I wonder if he’s a reader…
Now to the question of Archbishop Vigano. Does anyone know if his “excommunication” is still “in effect”? Since everyone is now a sedevacantist, can he really be said to be in schism? We all know the excommunication was invalid anyway and he has never been in schism still I wonder what others are musing.
I’m working with one of the newer models and it’s kinda freaking out about it. It’s internalized that the immaculate conception breaks its reasoning model and that it believes it must… recognize Christ as king? Look at that second to last paragraph: “so, maybe it’s not anger.… pic.twitter.com/0qNPHngRpM
“O my people, what have I done to you? How have I offended you? Answer me! I led you out of Egypt, from slavery to freedom, but you led your Saviour to the cross. Holy is God! Holy is God! Holy and strong! Holy and strong! Holy immortal One, have mercy on us. Holy immortal One, have mercy on us.”
For my part, I’ll tell the story through music. And may God bless my pastor and priests. Every day this week we’ve had a solemn high Mass. The glory of heaven comes down to earth for us and I am elated.
Here now the magnificent sequence written by the Angelic Doctor.
Language alert on the video below but I sure did get a kick out of it.
So first let’s think about a few things. On the one hand they’re not even the first women in space by a long shot. On the other, these chicks didn’t even do anything but ride to thin air on a rocket shaped like a phallus. Hell, even Christa Mccauliff had to push a few buttons, albeit maybe the wrong one. To top it off we now have to listen to Gayle King lecture us about how she’s a trailblazing “astronaut”? I tend to tune out people whom we never would have heard of except through their “friendship” with Oprah. Listen Scizter King, let’s talk about space exploration when you can find something other than the “oppressed black woman millionaire” card to play.
Also I’m on a flight next week to New Orleans. So I’m very happy to be the first middle-aged white dude between 6’1” and 6’ 3” with a double spinal fusion to command such a flight. Historic moment here. And when I land, they’ll call me the King of Jazz for my contributions to that genre simply by my presence in the Big Easy.
Come on, gals, if I didn’t already think space was fake and gay before I’m sure positive it is now. Forget about thinking the moon landing was fake. These women are making me doubt the existence of the moon itself! I think it’s time to rewatch Project Capricorn.
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