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Why Can’t I Be a Good Trad?

The rumors swirling – nearly certainly true at this point – of the realization of a demonic plot, long in the making, to completely kill the Latin Mass and bury those who worship according to her rites have reached a dizzying fever pitch. Just today, the Remnant ran a piece by Diane Montagna claiming that the forthcoming document to be shat out by whatever Roman dicastery is currently jockeying to be the antipope’s sphincter of the month will include a prohibition of ever celebrating the vetus ordo on any Sunday of the year. That’s right, they will try to kill our spirit. They will also apparently try to enshrine the Novus Ordo Mass as “henceforth, the only official rite of the Latin Church.”

I’m sorry, what?

I couldn’t quite follow as I was sopping up the gin from the front of my shirt.

Seems to me another pope wrote something similar (yet even more forceful) a few hundred years ago in a little document called Quo Primum. Here it is again for those who’ve forgotten:

“We grant and concede in perpetuity that, for the chanting or reading of the Mass in any church whatsoever, this Missal is hereafter to be followed absolutely, without any scruple of conscience or fear of incurring any penalty, judgment, or censure, and may freely and lawfully be used. Nor are superiors, administrators, canons, chaplains, and other secular priests, or religious, of whatever title designated, obliged to celebrate the Mass otherwise than as enjoined by Us.”

I’m through with trying to figure out why they hate us. It’s obvious. The question I ask instead is this.

Why can’t I simply be a good trad?

If I had a nickel for every time Bergoglio has stumbled before a microphone or spoken with an atheist editor and stated that one needn’t be Catholic in any way, shape, or form to get to heaven… He has proclaimed that if one is Pentecostal (or Lutheran, Muslim, whatever) he should remain outside the Church because God apparently wanted him that way. Remember his late friend, “Bishop” Tony Palmer? What about the Lutheran woman he told should not convert but should instead receive Holy Communion with her Catholic husband? These people apparently need to remain as good whatever-the-hell-they-are’s and need never consider entering into the Mystical Body of Christ, the One, Holy, Catholic, and Apostolic Church.

Why them and not me?

Why can’t I be a good trad?

Isn’t that what God wants of me? Can’t I be what I desire to be and be good for the Church?

We all know the answer to this one too. You can’t be a good trad because tradition is at odds with the ape-ish freakshow they’re running out of Rome these days. Notice, they never go after anyone but the trads. Trads must be crushed. So if I simply didn’t call myself a Catholic, they wouldn’t care if I followed the heretical whims of my heart (providing I was “nice” to people and/or a sodomite). Well duh. That’s because they aren’t in the business of saving souls. But the ones who are serious about saving their own souls and the souls of their families are those for whom he/they reserve their greatest invective.

An Apostolic Constitution to break the spirit of an admittedly miniscule percentage of the Catholic populace…

Tomorrow I will be presenting a little bit more about how this document will be received.

St. Rita statue, St. Edward Catholic Church, Palm Beach, FL (submitted by reader B. Y.). I suspect we all have many thorns coming our way. Embrace His Crown.

An Important Note on Fasting: Lent is Almost Here

The never-shy Ann Barnhardt recently posted a piece of reader mail on the question of fasting. I am linking to that post here and I encourage all to check it out if they have not already seen it. She lays it out there in pretty clear terms. Fasting is necessary and fasting should be strict. This is in stark contrast to the V2 Novie crowd who want us all “fat and happy”. Think about it. Our Lord explicitly instructed His followers to fast telling them that some demons can only be driven out by this practice. He set the example by fasting in the desert for 40 days. Catholics fasted for almost two millennia until we were inexplicably told that what constituted fasting was now three meals a day, two days a year, if you’re between 18 and 59, and if your poor wittle body can handle the wigor.

Look, obviously there are people who are going to have go about fasting slightly differently than everyone else. In a similar manner, though, there are always people who will be excused from the Sunday obligation if there is an outbreak of flu and their immune systems are compromised. But the Church never cancelled the Sunday obligation and locked all the churches because of them. Oh wait…

The point is, as I mentioned recently borrowing from a sermon I heard, we are under assault from many sides right now. We need to be the soldiers of Christ we were confirmed to be, pick up our armor and every weapon at our disposal (including and especially fasting), and fight to defend His bride, the Church.s

My we all have a fruitful (and difficult) Lent.

God bless us and the Virgin protect us!

Another Night with Rita

In the novena prayers we read:

“St. Rita, persevering in prayer, pray for us!”

Sometimes it seems like Our Lord is asking us to keep praying, to keep pestering as it were. I think of the parable of the woman who’s case was decided favorably because she wouldn’t leave the judge alone. (Lk. 18: 1-8)

Whatever your prayers – be they for something in your marriage, for your children, or for the particular grace of always being within walking distance of a Latin Mass, persevere. Be persistent.

The novena to St. Rita continues.

Happily taking intentions. Just email me.

The Disciplines of Lent

My son absconded with my laptop tonight to write a book analysis of Steven Crane’s The Red Badge of Courage. I tried to make it easy for him. “Civil War. Coward. Runs from battle. Man vs. self.” That’s all I had for him except that the author was from my hometown of Newark, NJ and everyone there knew of him. Just like we all knew about Seth Boyden – the inventor of patent leather, celluloid film, and malleable iron. But you knew that, right? Sidenote: bit Crane and Boyden (along with Christopher Columbus and Archbishop Thomas Walsh) had housing projects named after them)

Anyway, where was I? Yes, disciplines. Our priests have been preaching extensively for the past few weeks about the need to go beyond our normal penances this Lent. As one priest said, “We are literally under attack from about twelve different fronts. Giving up candies isn’t going to cut it this time.”

If you read yesterday’s post you know about the Prince Albert. I went the whole day today without a cigarette. I only hit the pipe about a dozen times but believe it or not, that’s still much less than I would have smoked otherwise. Keep me in your prayers that this goes well. I’m asking my guardian angel to help make this easier. Otherwise the really big disciplines pertaining to food and drink aren’t going to be so easy.

Mary Help of Christians, pray for us!

*Correction: After writing and publishing this, I have been informed that I inadvertently combined Seth Boyden and yet another famous Newarker, Hannibal Goodwin. It is he (Goodwin) and not Boyden who invented celluloid film.

Teaching the Faith

Many of you know by now that I spent a good part of my adult life teaching the Catholic faith. I did so primarily to high school students but also taught a few elementary grades here and there as needed. When I was a vice principal at a large Catholic grammar school we had an outbreak of the flu. The principal insisted we keep the school open so we wouldn’t “lose the days” despite 60% of the faculty being out sick. As I have a pretty strong immune system and I was the guy responsible for placing subs, I eventually had to place myself into a second grade classroom. More than half the students were home sick. Nonetheless, it was fun working with that group. My point in all this is that I had a career in teaching. I love teaching, especially teaching the Catholic faith. I homeschool my kids full time now because I can humbly say that no one is going to do a better job at this than me and because this is the single most important thing I can do for my kids in these insane days. It’s a sacrifice for sure. We’ll talk about that in another post. But I do it because of love on many fronts.

Tonight, the son of a friend of mine called and asked if I could help him with a theology paper. He come to the house with his laptop and notes. The topic was the Eucharist. A ten page paper is due this week. For me, it was like I never left the classroom. Only this time, I was in my kitchen. I even made an order of one of my favorite Jersey side dishes – disco fries – for the lad and I to munch on while blockquoting selections from Justin Martyr and Adrian Fortescue. Side note: disco fries can be ordered in any Jersey diner. They consist of steak fries covered in mozzarella and gravy. It’s kind of a poor man’s poutine. Needless to say, I think this young man is going to do very well.

I tell this story because I am thankful for the opportunity to be able to pass on what I have received. I don’t always see that where my own kids are concerned because of the familiarity aspect. And trust me, I’m not going back to a classroom anytime soon. For so many reasons, I don’t see it happening. Come to think of it, the second the bosses heard my thoughts on the antipapacy, they’d surely axe me.

So between this blog and the random child of a friend who needs help with a paper I will content myself.

And I will be grateful.

St. Clement of Rome, pray for us!

Latin Mass for the Win!

As my dear mother-in-law said tonight:

“See? Worship God right and you win the Super Bowl!”

God Bless and hats off to Harrison Butker and especially Grant Aasen, his friend, for being such a good witness to the faith!

Lead Me?

This thought has been on my mind most of the week.

I’m trying to figure out the best way to ask my pastor how he intends to lead me “back into the Novus Ordo” when I don’t want to go. More to the point, I’m wondering how he intends to answer that question about me and my fellow parishioners when the bishop is forced to ask him.

Pray for your priests. Pray especially for trad priests. Satan will use their desire to be virtuous – particularly in the practice of obedience – as a cudgel with which to bludgeon them. I think of the vestments in the ancient Mass – how the priest crosses his stole in front and tucks it under his cincture. That same pastor I mentioned above once told me about the symbolism. “The priest,” he said, “is bound to the Mass.” Pray Our Lord, Who was bound and led to His cross, strengthen them.

“…Thou shalt stretch forth thy hands, and another shall gird thee, and lead thee whither thou wouldst not.”

Jn. 21:18
From the St. Joseph Edition, Baltimore Catechism. I include the picture because of the inset picture of Our Lord offering His Sacrifice through the person of His priest. The text is, bizarrely, from one of the interim missals used sometime between 1965-1970.

Our Lady of Lourdes, pray for us!