Res ipsa loquitur about Bergoglio, the Novus Ordo, and "The Grooming Church"

Friends,

Res ipsa loquitur (Latin: "the thing speaks for itself") is an old legal adage in common law. And Bergoglio's actions, just as with those of the Biden Administration and the various European governments, all speak for themselves. Oh, in their talk, both Church and State babble all sorts of nonsense. But look at their actions. Both Church and State practice tyranny. They are all together thieves, liars, and braggarts, full of pride and avarice. And for them, indeed, "sin darkens the intellect", i.e., they are stupid. 

• Proof of that? A VIP in the Church told Cardinal Müller that it would be better there were NO MASSES at all instead of the Traditional Latin Mass. Yep, that's proof, all right.

Ergo, this July 4th, we should declare independence from these frauds. More specifically and accurately, we are not Schismatics ourselves, but the Church bosses are in Schism with the Church as it has traditionally existed and according to its ancient teachings. We need to declare independence for the Church herself from these Schismatics.

For another example:

The "Grooming Church"

Joseph D'Hippolito has a scathing article at The Stream: “Queering” the Catholic Church. I've rarely read a post with a theme so disgusting and so disheartening. D'Hippollito sums it up with this:

But as the spectacle of a drag performer dancing in front of children at a Vatican event demonstrates, Francis and his cohorts have no interest in protecting the innocent. By appeasing gender ideologues, by confusing mercy with enabling, Francis and his sycophants are turning the Catholic Church into the world’s largest grooming agency.

For you Catholics reading that quote, is this alright for you? Is it not a sickening abomination before God and Man? How can you tolerate the Catholic Church being turned into "the world's largest grooming agency"?

• I have written about that "drag performer" here before, the funding the drag tranny at the children's gathering was the slap in the face many needed to wake up.

With the Holy Church nearly sinking under the weight of this particular carnal sin, perhaps the worst of carnal sins that "cries out to Heaven" (Genesis 18.20-21) let alone so many others, is it any wonder belief in the Real Presence of Our Lord Christ in the Eucharist has waned? 

But even more to the point, it remains a shocking, inexplicable wonder that so many Trad Catholics insist "Francis is pope" when he clearly isn't. (It is also shocking that so many "conservative" or "magisterium" Catholics still think the Ogre is a pope! What's he got to do, declare Martin Luther a saint? ...Oh, wait.) 

The Demands of Logic, a syllogism

First premise: Bergoglio as "Pope" has clearly taught heresy of various kinds. Eleven years of his antics and bombast and put downs and curses and diktats we've endured. He's even changed the official Catechism.

Second premise: Bergoglio is obstinate about it; i.e. having been provided many dubia and other formal queries and opportunities to clarify his teaching in order to align it with Tradition (the Deposit of Faith), he refuses. 

Conclusion: Bergoglio is an obstinate heretic and manifest heretic, and as such, he cannot be Catholic – let alone pope! (See Louie Verrecchio here for a "deep-dive" into this here, and also here.)

How simple is this? It isn't rocket science and it is barely Theology 101. A Baptist or Methodist who teaches the Real Presence or the profound status of the B.V.M. can hardly be called a Baptist or Methodist. Catholicism has a two-millennia old Magisterium that's been guided by the Holy Ghost to a far higher level of understanding and detail than any other Church. Because of that, we can all see wherein Bergoglio goes against so much of the consistent Church teaching. Thus, Galatians 1:8 applies: "But though we, or an angel from heaven, preach a gospel to you besides that which we have preached to you, let him be anathema."

Presentation?

Occasionally someone suggests this is all about presentation. That the Vatican IIers should have tried a gradual introduction to the Novus Ordo Mass. This is naive in the extreme. They NEVER tried any such "gradual phasing in" because A, they knew the laity wouldn't accept such guano, and B, they wanted to change Church theology, and change the Church herself, into something different – as we CLEARLY see now with this "Synodal Church" abomination. A gradual introduction; i.e. "Let's have the 10 a.m. Mass as Novus Ordo and 8 a.m. Mass as Vetus Ordo" would have resulted in direct comparison, which the Novus Ordo cannot win. After a few weeks, the N.O. Mass would have had a handful of people attending it and everyone else (in Comrade Lenin's famous phrase) "voting with their feet" by attending the Vetus Ordo, the TLM. In other words, it would have given the True Catholics far too much of an opportunity to "rally round the flag".

So, What To Do?

For myself, I reject Bergoglio and his peeps: his macabre collection of hobgoblins, imps, hobhoulards, tutgots, swaithes and wraiths. They're not Catholics. Not the ones closest to Bergoglio, who, with their Master, must be atheists because no believer, no matter how addled, would mock God and trample His teachings like this infernal crew does. And even if somehow they were "well-intentioned", as Anthony Stine says many may be (at 1:34), where do they get off denying me (and over a billion of others) our Catholic inheritance? 

Denying us our Catholic Inheritance that has built up over two millennia is their fundamental goal. (Remember Müller's revelation above.) And they cannot believe in God, and certainly not the Holy Spirit, because He has been guiding us all since Pentecost Sunday:

• (St John 14:16 & 14:26) 16 And I will ask the Father, and he shall give you another Paraclete, that he may abide with you for ever. 26 "But the Paraclete, the Holy Ghost, whom the Father will send in my name, he will teach you all things, and bring all things to your mind, whatsoever I shall have said to you."
  
• Acts 1:4 And eating together with them, he commanded them, that they should not depart from Jerusalem, but should wait for the promise of the Father, which you have heard (saith he) by my mouth.
  
• Romans 8:26 In the same way, the Spirit helps us in our weakness. For we do not know how we ought to pray, but the Spirit Himself intercedes for us with groans too deep for words.

All that is good in our own particular lives comes from God; all the bad we are responsible for, or our fellow humans. All that is good and true and lasting in the Catholic Church likewise comes from the Holy Ghost, as the "test of time" proves. What has the test of time proven about the Vatican II Church? "By their fruits you will know them." (St Matthew 7:16) When John Paul II kept calling for a "new Pentecost", the poor guy was asserting, even if not conscious of it, an insult to the Holy Spirit that His first Descent wasn't good enough, or that it had run out of steam! (He never seemed to cotton on to what he was saying, poor man.)

But the Synodal Church creators think God is not involved at all, in any Form or Person, despite their endless affirmations they are "guided by the spirit". Spirit of what? We are supposed to think these clowns can discern spirits? The current Church leaders certainly ACT like everything is created for them by their intrigues and decided by their all too mundane and "spiritless" committees. That, or the committees, like the ostensibly huge one writing the Novus Ordo (Bugnini did almost all of that, him and a couple cronies) are just Potemkin Villages, boring charades.

No, my friends. They're the "Church of the Groomers" and that is definitely a res ipsa loquitur. As noted, they are thieves, liars, and braggarts, full of pride and avarice. Literally everything they do is about power, asserting it and lording it over us with an iron hand. They're corrupt on every level. (See Anthony Stine's report on the revelations about Cardinal George Pell's death.)

They've abolished every discipline in the Faith except one, the one they demand we give them unreservedly: obedience. 

And irony of irony, the "pope" Bergoglio, ruling with an iron hand, wants to arrange it so after he dies, the papacy will be nothing but a shadow of itself, as the Patriarch of Constantinople is now. And also irony of ironies, the great champion of the Novus Ordo is too bored with it to ever say it himself, not for years. Ironies of ironies, quoth Qoheleth. 

I say NO to their N.O. all their works.

The more of us who say it, the sooner the charade is ended. Ann Barnhardt sees it coming. 

AnP

The Church Is a Bridge, Buckling and Swaying

Amici,

The Catholic Church is like a bridge.

Imagine a huge chasm, vast, overwhelming, terrifying. It reaches so far down you can't see the bottom, just swirling mist, but you hear thunder and crashing sounds of avalanches, and a roaring of great waters. The Church is like a one-arc bridge leaping across the chasm in a single bound.

The only way across the abyss is this arcing bridge. Yet many people don't want to take the bridge because the chasm is so vast and threatening, and the bridge looks so small in comparison. These folk stay on the near side of the chasm, shivering. Eventually, they wander away. Others cross the bridge easily enough, though they are laden with a lot of baggage. But as they get part way across, and the bridge's arc rises, they start to become unhinged. Some, terrified, run back to the near side, carrying their baggage. Others start shouting and dancing and quivering and shaking. They begin to open their luggage and take out all sort of shocking things; they shout obscenities and engage deviant acts – until, in groups or singly, they literally jump off the bridge, screaming. Still another crowd scoffs and laughs. They stand on the near side, hooting and scowling, and say, "Fools! That's not really a bridge at all. It's a fake bridge. Never was a bridge. Leads nowhere. Everyone, everyone who walks that bridge, the good or the bad or the in-between, end up in the chasm below." This crowd then walks away, noses in the air, though a few remain to mock. 

Then there's a group that marches across together, organized. They sing religious songs and recite prayers, and do not carry much in terms of luggage. They've been going over this bridge for a very long time. Yet about 60 years ago some of them added a new lane to the bridge. Those taking this new lane didn't pray very much, and spent a lot of time on the near side drinking coffee and tea and eating donuts, and attending psychology lectures. When they do cross, now and then, they drag along a lot of fancy, trendy, colorful baggage. Lately, their leaders DRIVE across the bridge, in big, weighty electric vehicles. Electric vehicles are very heavy compared to internal-combustion engine cars. They put a LOT of weight on any bridge, road, or car garage. AND these big bosses carry with them a lot of crazies in outlandish costumes, making a lot of noise, and committing all sorts of carnal acts in the process. It as though they were sort of on a parade route, a demented Mardi Gras. The bridge, especially the novo lane they use, is buckling. It's cracking. It emits all sort of squeaks and groans and snapping sounds. Finally the biggest electric vehicle of all starts across, driven by a very fat man in white, who orders the other lane closed to traffic (though many ignore his order). His heavyweight transport is carrying the most outlandish characters yet seen. The bridge begins to seriously wobble.

Will the bridge fall? Will it snap? Or only the novo lane, obviously the weakest? Will it become a single-file bridge? Stay tuned. But as you step back from the bridge you notice a plaque bolted on the near-side entrance. It reads: "Founded by the Holy Ghost on the First Pentecost Sunday. The Gates of Hell will not prevail against it. -Signed Jesus Christ, Sovereign King." It's a bit tarnished, and the mocking crowd papered over it at one point. The perverts then splashed it with gaudy paint. But it is still there, still legible, for those to see who can.

         AnP

Clouds of the Tribulation Deepen: one early nebula's tale

Clouds of the Tribulation Deepen (Part I)

And it is appropriate they're turning empurpled-black-crumply on their way to true obsidian now, at Pentecost. 

Today's cloud: one of the first mare's tail of Tribulation that appeared on the horizon post-Vatican II was the "new Pentecost" umbra.

How long have the "Spirit of Vatican II" imps and hobgoblins boasted about "a new Pentecost" for the Church? They openly blasphemed the first (and only) Pentecost in doing so, but that notion never seemed to occur to them. (Logic need not apply to Modernists.) Even John Paul II openly said we needed a new Pentecost, or that a new one was coming. "Just wait! It's almost here! Almost around the corner! I hear it coming!"   

Surely that was in itself a running joke in the Orders of Hell, from the Hyper-Hellions through the nooks and crannies of the diabolical labyrinth to even Hell's bottom feeders, the Scamps and Pucks, howling their cackling crack-ups and cartwheeling in their obscene antics at the august figures in the Holy Church blaspheming the One Guy you do not want to blaspheme: the Holy Ghost Himself.

Pentecost: The Holy Ghost's Big Day

He's actually my favorite Person in the Most Holy Trinity. Closest to us, naturally, as close as our breath.

Recall Deuteronomy 30:14

"14 But the word is very near you, in your mouth and in your heart, that you may do it." (The "do it" refers to keeping God's Law that Moses has just revealed to the Israelites. 

I prefer the older language versions, like this one:

"14 But the word is very nigh unto thee, in thy mouth and in thy heart, that thou mayst do it."

But what is in our hearts and our mouths? That sounds very much like breath! And of course the Latin for breath is Spiritus. (Spiritus: of respiration, and of the wind: the Latin for the Greek pneuma and Hebrew ruah). Modern synonyms for the noun are psyche and soul. The Orthodox mesh their Jesus Prayer to their breathing. And of course, when "the spirit departs" the last breath has been breathed. The Holy Ghost has taken it. Your lively little self has then become a corpse, a clay-like mannequin of what you were, ready for shoveling under the turf.

Death. Judgement. Heaven. Hell. (Remember those, oh mortal? Ever hear of those, Bergi?)

So we have life itself and both great aid and great intimacy with the Third Person, that Sacred Wind blowing through Jerusalem's Upper Room on the First (and only) Pentecost, though we don't think about Him very often. Indeed, for some time now, we openly trash Him out. "Hey, you, Bird! Your charism ran dry, so get with it and do it again, this time in polyester and "We are the Church"-type hymnody. ("We are the Church" is sung here. If you can listen to more than the first stanza of this putridity, well, words fail. Sooner than listen again to that Novus Ordo horror, I myself would rather be eaten alive by unseen demons in the streets of Damascus as was that legendary infamous Kitab al-Azif author Abdul Alhazred!)

I'm very thankful, then, for this important feast, the "Birthday of the Church" as some call it. It seems, what with Bergoglio's latest antics (like appointing the evil bishop Robert McElroy of San Diego to the level of cardinal, for example, a huge cloud in itself), that the clouds rush together in a mordant maelstrom of mounting malignity, straight from Hell.

More clouds to come!

    An Préachán

 

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