But the knee will never be bent

A monarchy will never be accepted in America! Never!

All we ask for is a ruler for life, hopefully with the next in line going to his son, and the highest court of the land populated by people who will back up his positions!

But a monarchy?

America will never accept it.

I know, I’m being rather petty right now. So sue me.

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It Isn’t Hard

Recently a U.K judge ordered a mentally challenged woman to abort her child against the wishes of the woman herself, her family, and her caretaker. The decision was, mercifully, reversed – but the original sentence was still handed out by a U.K. judge.

Every single thing I said in that first sentence is entirely true. It isn’t even exaggerated. This is about as cut and dry a case of a Satanically evil judge ordering a mother execute her own, innocent child as can possibly exist. Yet for some reason every time I see the issue discussed it’s always described as a “Hard case”.

You can see where I’m going with this, of course. As the argument goes, the family is not competent enough to care for the child (in the opinion of the judge), so of course it would be better to kill the child instead. Why not adoption? Well, let’s have the judge speak:

Allowing the child to be born and then removed from the woman’s home and placed into foster care or adoption would be against the woman’s own interests, the judge concluded.

“I think [the woman] would suffer greater trauma from having a baby removed [from her care],” Lieven said, because “it would at that stage be a real baby.”

Lieven clarified that the pregnancy “although real to [the woman], doesn’t have a baby outside her body she can touch.”

Ignoring the fact that this is the opinion expressed by a complete stranger and flatly denied by all of the people actually closest to the situation, do you see what else is going on here? This decision is being driven entirely by emotion.

The facts of the case are that a child is going to be killed, the family does not want the child to be killed, and the judge is ordering it done. The judge is ignoring all of those facts, particularly the humanity of the child. As she says:

“I have to operate in [her] best interests, not on society’s views of termination,” Lieven explained, arguing that her decision is in the best interest of the woman.

Whether or not the child is a human being, a basic biological fact easily verifiable through both logic and science, is left totally unaddressed in favor of whether or not the mother is, not in any physical danger, but possibly going to be made really, really sad. The reason for this is obvious – as soon as that aspect is considered, the entire case collapses into a farce. Logic, reason, and science be damned: It’s all about the feels, and not the judge’s feels, but the judge’s opinion about how sad somebody else is probably going to feel in the future.

This is not hard. I didn’t need to come up with a complex philosophical argument to work this out. This is obviously evil, Satanically, ghoulishly evil, and that anybody is pretending otherwise – pretending it’s “a difficult situation for everybody involved” – is terrifying.

The good news here is that the decision was overturned on appeal – but don’t get too cocky. Instead of an apology for the gross miscarriage of decency and justice that lead to this point and the immediate arrest and jailing of the judge who handed out the original decision, we get this:

According to Press Association reports, the judges said they would issue a full explanation of their decision at a later date, but that the circumstances of the case were “unique.”

Ah yes, the relevant point here: “Unique!” Not evil, heinous, disgusting, or a dark moment in the history of Britain. It was “unique”.

I’m sure they found it to be a very hard case. Myself, not so much.

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Goal 2, Accomplished

Earlier I talked about my longtime goal of attending a Byzantine Catholic Divine Liturgy, a goal I finally achieved. In fact, that church happens to be so close I’ve been several times since then. I really do love that service, and were I not a Latin,, I’d happily go every Sunday.

Well, yesterday was Ascension Thursday, a Holy Day of  obligation…which I nearly forgot. Luckily, about twenty minutes from me is a Shrine to Our Lady that holds Masses at 12:00 (and even more conveniently, BTW, DAILY Confession from 11:30-12:00. Confession offered before Mass should be mandatory, I tell you).

I have been to that Shrine many times. The Chapel there is quite beautiful, in the summer they hold Masses outdoors, and the Priest is young, enthusiastic, and traditional, almost a textbook Fr. YoungTrad. Always, a Novus Ordo was performed, albeit an unusually reverent manner. But today was something different.

Today, to my very great surprise, the Mass was NOT a Novus Ordo, but rather a low latin Mass. For those who don’t know, the low Mass was instituted in the early Middle Ages. It is said in Latin, but differs from the high Mass in that there is no music and no chanting – it is entirely spoken. I had a book to follow along, but I got the sense the Priest wasn’t following it about half the time, and got lost quite easily. I wonder if that was due to it being Ascension Thursday.

It was a much quieter experience than the Divine Liturgy, in more ways than one, and more similar to the Novus Ordo. In a Divine Liturgy, everything – and I mean everything, with the exception of the homily, including the Bible readings – is sung. More than that, the Congregation follows along with at least half of it. Here, the Priest faces ad orientem – away from the people and towards the altar.

This is true in the Divine Liturgy as well, but unlike in the Divine Liturgy there are very few times the parishioners are actually called to respond. The Mass is not so much participated in as reverently observed.

This is most striking after the homily. There is a solid twenty minutes of nearly total silence, only punctuated very occasionally with quiet words of the Priest and a couple of responses. The Priest is constantly praying during this time, but so quietly only the altar servers could hear him. Today I was following along in the book to the best of my ability looking for cues, but I got the sense I was doing it wrong in retrospect. The time is meant to be spent in silent prayer and contemplation; I believe a Rosary is often prayed.

Also, nearly the majority of the Mass is spent kneeling, which is another striking contrast with the Divine Liturgy, in which you stand almost the entire time. Actually, it’s almost comical how they’re so polar opposite in many ways, and yet each so respectful and reverent in a way the Novus Ordo Mass is simply…not.

All in all it was a very interesting experience. I’m not sure of the full effect because I was so focused on following along, but in any case this isn’t the true, “final form”, to speak weeb for a moment, of the Latin Mass. THAT would be the high Mass, the really famous one with all of the Gregorian chanting and singing. And so, that is my next goal.

Review: 8 of 10, not enough chanting, go anyway and preserve the ancient heritage of the Church and western civilization, you heathens, and appreciate the silence of prayer in fellowship.

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Disgust and Contempt

Supposedly as I got older I was supposed to start understanding that I needed a gentler approach; that loud rhetoric and open contempt was cruel, un-Christlike, and ultimately ineffective.

Instead, the opposite occurred. Constant exposure to pro-choicers baby killers and their disgusting rhetoric, as well as the cowardly retreats and lukewarm responses of (some) pro-lifers have pushed me over the ledge.

I do not respect, do not commiserate with, and do not attempt to “understand” the mindset of the baby killers. If outlawing murdering babies means there’s a war on women, well I guess we’re winning then, baby. If it means I’m trampling on women’s rights, let them be trampled to the ground.

Do anyone really think this is about the poor, raped, twelve year old girl bullied into abortion anymore? Really? When the governor of VA is openly in favor of infanticide? When anti-baby murder laws are being compared to masturbation?

Mothers who abort their children deserve to be prosecuted. If it is a poor twelve year old girl bullied into it by her rapist father, then – like ALL murders, or really, all crimes – context should be taken into account in the investigation and the consequences doled out accordingly.

It’s still a crime. Pro-choicers are correct about one thing: If we were really serious about it, we would advocate punishments for those who choose to murder their babies. Fair point. Trial and prison, and perhaps death penalty. My patience is down to 0.

Stop clutching your pearls. The mask has fallen. The baby killers have revealed themselves for what they truly are. It’s time we acted like it.

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Notre Dame Lives

Amazing. Mere hours ago French officials were reporting that the Cathedral was likely totally destroyed.

Today, we learn that almost all art and relics are safe. The structure has been saved. The great organ is covered in debris but has no fire and water damage. The facade is safe. The nave has taken near-miraculously little damage.

And, most miraculously of all, ALL THREE of Notre Dame’s rose windows are intact! This ia almost mind-boggling. They were reported as at-risk from the start. There was hope that perhaps one or two could be saved, eith some damage – yet all are intact.

This all seems to be due to two things, the extraordinary efforts of the firefighters and medieval architecture. The stone vaults beneath the wooden roof, designed specifically to protect against fire, amazingly fulfilled their purpose and saved the Cathedral hundreds of years later.

The Cathedral was saved, through a combination of architecture, extraordinary human effort, and divine intervention. What appeared to be a sign of divine judgment might perhaps be the final call for France and Europe to repent. Let’s pray it’s enough.

Pictures later, when I’m not posting through a phone. One can be forgiven thinking all would be lost when one sees the flames. It is extraordinary that the church survived.

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Let the Dead Stay Dead

Notre Dame has been destroyed, razed to the ground in an act of arson.

Oh? Not arson, you say? So on Monday of Holy week, as Catholic churches have been desecrated throughout France, in the middle of renovations, Notre Dame Cathedral is burnt to the ground. Yeah, sure. Just an accident.

I hope they don’t rebuild it. The one consolation is that with the state of France now, Notre Dame has basically stopped being a true Cathedral and instead become a monument. But it was a monument to Our Lady of France, built out of love for her and love of beauty.

A modern reincarnation would be a monument to tourism and mammon.

There is no point. Mourn her, but leave her alone. Notre Dame is gone, gone forever. And meanwhile?

Vive la revolution.

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Annual Appeal for Sanity

This Sunday was the Bishop’s Annual Appeal, complete with a friendly powerpoint presentation from our Bishop explaining where all the money went. I, of course, did not donate. To understand why requires some background:

In my area there are four churches. My church, the Church of the Annunciation, is a tiny wooden church that has been losing parishioners for over a decade. It is located in a small town about ten minutes away from me and just outside the city. We just celebrated, despite that, our 70th anniversary as a parish.

About ten or so minutes away, if that, is a much larger and fancier church, St. Mary’s. As mentioned, I live next to a small city that is nevertheless a city, and most of the Catholics there go to this Church. Next we have Sts. Peter and Paul, which is the local Eastern Catholic church. That one is so tiny as to be of no consequence.

The last one, the most relevant to my parish, is St. Phillip and James. This is another very large church, this time located in the inner city, and almost all of the area’s minorities go here. Pay attention to that last bit.

So the Bishop went on his typical spiel about where the money went – drug programs, charity, youth ministries, and…”diversity outreach”, or something like that.

Now consider this for a moment: My parish, located in a small town on the outskirts of the city, is dying, and has been for the past at least 15 years. What, exactly, does the Bishop have to say to us? What help is he offering us?

Apparently the future of the Church is brown people. Except that isn’t going to work with us. The town and the parishioners are predominantly white. The minorities in the area have their own Church. Why would they want to come here? Who could blame them if they decide not to?

Are we not welcoming enough? I mean, we have a filipino Priest and one of the most prominent volunteers in the Parish, to my understanding a Knight of Columbus, is a black gentleman. Do they not feel welcome here?

So our money is going to go to reach out to youth, reach out to “diverse cultures” or whatever you want to call it, and help drug addicts. None of these are inherently bad goals.


Aren’t we the Catholic Church? The universal Church? And, you know, a Church?

What about our message are we changing, exactly, to get minorities through the door? Isn’t our message universal? And what is the point of our charity? Charity is a noble and praiseworthy thing, but are our organizations also making an effort to preach the Gospel? Or are they turning the Church into a social institution designed to make up for all of the injustices supposedly heaped on minority communities, with the hope that will bring them through the door?

What if the money from the Diocesan appeal went directly to the Parishes to add more iconography and statues, to make the churches more beautiful? What if the Bishop said he was going to start a program to educate parishioners who wanted to learn on the Bible so they could teach it properly to their Parish? What if he tried to make sure there were Traditional Latin Masses said throughout the diocese?

And are we not a parish in his diocese? Will he simply abandon us as a lost cause because we’re not brown enough? Do we deserve to die for the sin of being in a white town? Will there be no effort put into growing OUR ranks?

With all due respect to my local Bishop, I would rather donate the money to my Parish. We can use it more than inner city outreach programs.

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