Despite the naysayers within the bosom of the Traditionalist movement, Pope Benedict XVI has done more for that sacred cause than any post-conciliar pontiff. I must reiterate my excitement for the upcoming Universal Indult on saying the Tridentine Mass (though I don't expect any to be said at St. Mary of the Assumption- Father Hamilton, who denounced centering the tabernacle as Jansenistic, is an arch-modernist). And now the Archdiocese of Genoa, Italy admits the Old Mass was never abolished by the Second Vatican Council. Oh, I feel as if the fruit of victory is not only plump, and near Fate's mouth, but already dripping a sampling of its sweet nectar to Fate's lip! We are so quickly approaching victory!
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A blog concerned generally with the finest points of politics, popery, poetry, and punditry, from the perspective of a convert to the Roman Catholic religion.
Thursday, November 30, 2006
Wednesday, November 29, 2006
And the Pontiff now supports not only the EU, but Turkey's admission! Aye, we traditionalists have so far to go before we can expect rational Rome-Islam relations. Anyone reading this, please visit http://jovan66102.blogspot.com (a post from a few days ago links to a petition to restore the Hagia Sophia to Chistian hands, as a prerequisite for Turkey's EU membership!!!). I declare, if we Catholics could really organize on a salient issue, Bishop Burskewitz and other conservatives would likely take much stronger stands. (Of course, we already have Bishop Fellay, but...)
Sadly, our English department continues to brainwash us. My AP Senior English class is now reading radical Chilean, Isabel Allende. Her The House of Spirits literally opens with five pages describing a creepy, dreary church led by a stereotypical fire and brimstone preacher, making accusations of sinfulness and devil possession left and right. Any Catholic surviving the class will likely have a much-weakened faith, and valuess corrupted by Allende's vacuous emotional appeals against morality. To be fair, AP Modern European History uses a more fair text than one could expect, penned by R. R. Palmer; the main errors are propogated by the Enlish department. Really, the only solution to this will be a massive switch to homescholing.
Tuesday, November 28, 2006
Here is another fine poem (written with much difficulty) for my dear,
You are my cold cherry, my warm soft curse
At once. God made you, and since hath been lit
An angel's soul, corrupted, just a bit
But still to me a rosy line of verse.
Pray then hold me close, o' whey-faced sprite
For you art sometimes sad, and amble by
Clumsily bumble forth above to cry
Betwixt the devil's barbs, God's rays of light.
So like Saint George, I'll dice the vice and save
My soft-waisted jewel, sanguine-hued berry
And delicate ferry, who'll be then merry
In the sweet sunbeam of her own enclave
The mind's realm: it's ecstacy unspoken
In the mute air, her beauty unbroken.
Monday, November 27, 2006
It is nice to be back to my blog! I do declare, as I read my last National Review, I realized that there would be many benefits in legalizing marijuana use. For one, the drug is little worse than tobacco (if at all), and this would make the Left realize how unreasonable it is to place draconian restrictions on cigarette smoking while they desire to legalize a drug which causes (I don't know the scientific terms) irrationality and makes its users delusional. If this seems unusual for me to advocate, remember what Venerable Gabriel Garcia Moreno believed: Freedom for everyone and everything, except evil and evildoers.
On the more conservative side, while I was working at Big Lots, I wrote a nice sonnet to celebrate the REAL Christmas spirit:
Sonnet XXIII: Midnight Mass
Midnight incense, rev'rent eyes, in thee
Do I recall the love of all good men
Whose soul graced as a warm breath the boy then
When pulled from the one Virgin's womb would be
Our bright and morning-star, come from afar
Who in silk-soft skin, with a gentle hand
Was to be slewn via most dark commands.
Joseph, imbued in fortitude, as are
God's saints, stole Christ away, for his short stay
By the fertile Nile, in Sad exile.
And men! Christ came again! to reconcile
Our pagan ways, hearts gouged of love by day.
At last come to the altar, tis Jesus
I receive. Rejoice thus: God is with us.
Ah, if only all Christmas cards carried such pious poems, corporate Christmas and 'Happy Holidays' chanting would die in short shift!
Monday, November 20, 2006
And the Remnant has a vendetta against Catholic bloggers. In my humble opinion, this is lunacy- blogging is one of the best assets we Traditionalists wield. Consider the many advantages:
I. TRADITIONALISTS ALREADY CONTROL THE CATHOLIC BLOGOSPHERE. Perhaps because we are so instilled with the Holy Spirit, perhaps because our Modernist brethren are in wheelchairs and can't see the computer screen, Catholic bloggers are generally right wingers. Thus, we have our own little salons to conspire and debate the issues of the day in.
II. BLOGGERS CAN SPEAK WITH A BOLDNESS WHICH NEWSPAPERS CAN'T & DISCUSS OBSCURE ISSUES: Hey, someone has to shout from the housetops (Matthew 10:27) the truth. Where besides Catholic blogs can we openly accuse the left of genocide (abortion)? and where would we see the victims of said crime, to ever repeat NEVER AGAIN!!! to the deaf ears of Ted Kennedy and John Kerry? And where else can we choose sides in political races? While the Remnant was good to point out that neither party looks out for our interests, the G.O.P. comes a heck of a lot closer (and we can always try to strengthen our interest group within the Party).
Furthermore, where would we discuss the Legitimist cause in France? the Habsburg plight in Austria? These issues are seldom discussed in Traditionalist newspapers, which often discuss the French Revolution and World War I, but not the struggle to undo their temporal effects.
III. HAS NOT IT ALWAYS BEEN THIS WAY? Let us be realistic. In the golden age of Christendom, the vast majority of good Catholics did not read many religious works, they certainly discussed what the Gopsel and Homily of the week had taught them, and the same with and news from the local bishop or the Holy See. They still do today- and with more abandon than I've seen on almost every Catholic blog.
I (a blogger and Remnant subscriber) believe we should set aside this in-fighting (who are we, Frenchmen?), and slam out posts and press the presses to their max until we defeat our foes...hey, the odds are already a million to one, but with Mary mighty as an army in battle array on our side, I like 'dem odds!
Friday, November 17, 2006
I am very happy today. God certainly does reward good works! As I donated blood, I noticed that my dear damsel was donating blood at the same time! After shouting for the volunteers to let me go over to see her, I was able to read my dear Sonnet XX, which is posted below. As it denotes, her eyes are brown, but really closer to deep, dried and thickened blood red, but not to bad effect. They are as beautiful as rose petals, as innocent as the blood Christ shed on the Cross [okay, but nearly so!]; they are good to look into. Shy and modest as ever, she enjoyed the poem, and I got to hug her. Maybe next week I can convince her to go out [okay, but it's worth a try].
And when I'm a monk, this will all be of another life. She is indeed a soft jewel, but I do not want her as much as I want purity. I hope though to always pray for her, and a Jewish girl I knew last school year. I mean, they are so fine (though just the former in purity): would it not be the ultimate tragedy if both were tortured in Hell forever?
Pray for their conversions to the One Holy Catholic and Apostolic Church of Jesus Christ; just think of the maidens as 'the heathens that crusader88 is concerned for' if necessary!
Wednesday, November 15, 2006
How nice! A fine lady at NHS wore a stunning, absolutely modest dress yesterday, so I figured I would reward her decency with a decent sonnet, just a bit comic. However, the agnostic Scot wore some less becoming stuffs today. In the spirit of Malcom X ("by any means necessary") I told her she'd get her poem only upon dressing well again. Poetic bribes are fun, I tell you!
Burst forth, bagpipes, from moors forgotten long
Herald high, in thy battle-cry pronounce
That heeled stride, and native pride to trounce
The ev'lest Noho gal, by thy sharp song
Incarnate all in -- ---.
While her hips bear a skirt of noble length
Manys' well-stuffed seats, which must own more strength
Will brook a lighter dress, a lust-full call.
Saint Andrew, for this one pray so she may
Stay pure, her blessings secure. For as she
On Highland crests doth shine in mind
The vital strong Scotch maiden by the day
Whose water-blue daze, with white cross ablaze
At yonder Heaven's gate, thee on she gaze.
Lest we forget: the SSPX rocks! Go Benedict XVI! Yeah universal indult! Popery!!
Tuesday, November 14, 2006
Not much to say for today. Good news comes in the form of a poll by some French Catholics, linked to either fisfeaters.com or remnantnewspaper.com, I don't remember which. Two-thirds of them believe the Indult should be made universal, and 6% said they would always attend the Tridentine Mass.
In my personal reading, I've just started going through St. John's gospel. It should be most enlightening, but my favorite of the Evangelists has always been Matthew- he's so orderly and concise, ya know, easy to appreciate and understand.
Monday, November 13, 2006
I'm never able to see the damsel I adore anymore! IT'S DRIVING ME CRAZY! I have written her yet, yet another sonnet; I will try not to write her any more until our eyes again meet. ATTENTION: If anyone reading this blog knows her (hint: she has a lip ring), please tell her how much I still care about her! Here's her new poem, a bit dark to taste,
Gunman: The curved lily petals cast not
Compassion in their iron nectar-drops
Which, flogged in a wind, lend from their fair crops
Corrupted thoughts, that beauty shall rot.
Resonate then, thou mild, soft-stemmed red rose
In all: To this city safe strong, and thine
Come triumphant. Be mine, and at compline
I will entwine in prayers thou, whom God chose
My mercury raindrop, thy voice a chime
Of peace of Purgatory's end, too rare
But constant here. If blood-drenched eyes yet care
To strike sweet Vice dead, take me from her crime.
To thee dear, pretty as a Ros'ary bead
My soul holds tight, for I my conscience heed.
Good? Well, as I say, passion and sanguinity are kin.
Thursday, November 09, 2006
I envy the winds, which as they traverse
Like water-currents this chapel, this gem
America, sewn in the laced hem
Of the Virgin's veil, weft around a curse
And blessing both: You, my scarlet flower.
I'd carry high your sweet air on the breeze
Of affections, would jest an rest at ease
In the focused moonbeam of your power.
Yet, dark damsel, you know not yet the light
The way the dogma by bright lilies for
The truth by all nations to be seen or
The life silent, devoted, and contrite.
If then, a sacred wind would you affect
Could thence be found a facet not perfect? (I don't know how to use accents)
Wednesday, November 08, 2006
Yesterday was certainly not good! this wretched defeat is like a Hattin, Bastille, and Marne superglued together.
We may very well regain Congress in 2008 (if we get an energetic presidential candidate), but Pelosi et alia will have caused irrevocable setbacks. The socialistic minimum wage will rise, the Bush tax cuts will be undone, the troops in Iraq will have funding cut off, we'll have immigration reform without safeguarding the border, and worst of all, funding for abortion groups will likely rise. Dang Democrats! Anyone who voted for those scumbags has clearly lost their way!
Okay, no poem for today! I am too angry; Arizona rejected the one chance it had to ban sodomite marriage!!!
Monday, November 06, 2006
One day before the election, and Mike Steele still may prevail. I tell you, this may be a tough time for the Republican Party, but we are just going through the tough moment in our long-term rule of Congress, which I expect will last. I'll post a new sonnet, number XIX, tomorrow, but I've got other work to do now! God bless America, and please, pray for every G.O.P. candidate you can think of (except Lincoln Chafee).
Friday, November 03, 2006
Pope Pius XII or el Caudillo, who saved more Jews in WWII?
If our history wasn't so distorted by socialistic, anti-Catholic paranoya, this would be asked more often. Each saved tens of thousands of Jews from the Nazis (despite that Franco owed his power to Hitler), and are yet bashed as being bigots and collaborators, whereas all the atheists (and their Muslim friends) were the real racists! This 1984-esque distortion (that entire book is used to show how oppressive the Bush administration apparently is, while Ingsoc was clearly a neo-liberal, relativistic philosophy) has to be expected, but is nothing less than propaganda to stop us from admiring the real heroes of Western society, WHO JUST HAPPEN TO BE TRADITIONAL CATHOLICS.
Oh Mary, please pray for us; we really need help (and some brains)!
Thursday, November 02, 2006
And the election news keeps getting worse! Rather than weep over that, I will post this poem I wrote yesterday, which violates several rule of sonnetry, but which I like anyway-
My hard eyes stare on for you, o' my dear
And much-missed maiden. As I look thence, a
Heavenly flute crys a song above, the
Angel ordained for you would fall to fear
Did God not love you so. You have my prayers
Always, to Him, His saints, who perk their ears
To a dog's whisper: For of all the Fall
Has pulled down, you gem, and pure ball
Of silver deserve devoton and tears.
Saint Catherine, of old, becked her Pontiff back
To Caesar's fine, fair city. And so I
Heart soft, eyes desperate, but of reason dry
Pray forth to my All: May this girl, in lack
Of malice, catch again her mother's arm
'Round her waist, laced with all her bearer's love.
Wednesday, November 01, 2006
This is a well-begun All Saints' Day, although rather like the War of the Worlds scene, wherein the world is set to be conquered in six days, like in creation; all the G.O.P. has accomplished in the last dozen years is at risk. I blame the people.
We Americans are failing our calling. If we could just give the Republicans complete control of Congress, they could illegalize abortion, establish a flat tax, and eliminate Social[ist] Security. If only...but that is not how politics works; it just has to be a seesaw between shades of good and evil, changing as often as every couple years! Naturally, this encourages many wimps (Bill Frist, Orrin Hatch, Lincoln Chafee, need I go on?) to get in on politics for fear of insulting the evil, ingrained liberal base. Even Kenneth Chase, the quixotic challenger of my own senator, Ted Kennedy, debated Kennedy on energy and immigration policy, not moral issues. Still, if we in the Bay State had the wisdom to match the intelligence spun from Harvard and our excellent public schools, we would vote that old dragon of a loony liberal out of office!