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Good Friday: On Being Tortured and Killed By the Person You Love Most In the World

The key to beginning to understand the Incarnation, God becoming Man, is Christ’s agony in the Garden of Gethsemane and His Passion and death on the Cross. If you recall, after the Last Supper in the Upper Room, Jesus and the apostles, except for Judas who was on his errand of betrayal already, went to the Garden of Gethsemane. John tells us that Jesus went there with the apostles frequently to pray, and thus it would be one of the first places Judas would have known to look for Him. The wheels of the Passion are in motion. Jesus knows exactly what is coming, and that it is coming within a matter of hours. He withdraws a short distance from the Apostles to pray, but close enough that they can still see Him. He asks the Apostles to simply stay awake (because it is now the middle of the night) and to watch and pray. Jesus withdraws and begins to pray. But what the apostles see is horrifying.

Jesus isn’t calmly and serenely kneeling in prayer. Jesus is literally lying on the ground, curled up in a ball, writhing in agony. Our Lord is a quivering, trembling, sobbing mess. Jesus is in such stress and agony that the capillaries in the sweat glands in His scalp and forehead are bursting, and there is blood in the sweat that is running down His face, mingling with His tears, and dropping on the ground. This is the first bloodshed of His Sorrowful Passion.

Sobbing and shaking, Jesus BEGS the Father to let the events of the next twelve hours pass from Him if at all possible, but resigns Himself to the will of the Father. Reading this, some may be unimpressed with Jesus. After all, many, many men and women have gone to their torture and execution fully aware of what was coming, while managing to maintain their composure. Some men, especially, might be tempted to view Jesus and being somewhat cowardly in the face of His Passion, and thus be a bit turned-off by the whole scene.

Yes, Jesus is terrified. He is more terrified in this moment than all of the terror felt by mankind in all of history combined, raised to the power of infinity. His terror is literally testing the limits of the human body. If any of us felt anything even close to the sort of fear that Jesus felt, we would drop dead. People can and have died purely of fright and/or intense psychological stress, usually by means of a heart attack precipitated by massive adrenaline production.

But the real question is, “What is He afraid of?” His terror and agony are NOT purely centered around the physical means of His death. He is not trembling and sobbing because he is thinking solely of the pain of being scourged, or the pain of being crucified. He is curled up in a ball crying so hard that He is sweating blood because He is thinking about WHO is going to torture and kill Him.

When God took on human flesh, human nature, He took on EVERY ASPECT of our existence. He experiences the same things that we do – except with complete purity and at an infinitely amplified level. And that includes love. And being that He is also completely God, that is He also has a Divine Nature, He is in Himself infinite knowledge and infinite love. In a nutshell, this means that Jesus went through His entire life on earth completely in love with every single person. Every person He saw or passed on the street He had known from all eternity; He had created that person atom-by- atom accordingly in the fullness of time; He had intimate knowledge of that person’s every thought, desire and deed; He was infinitely in love with that person.

Can you imagine what simply going into town and walking through the market must have been like? Every face He passed was His beloved. Every person who brushed by Him was a source of simultaneous joy and the pain of unrequited love. Every laugh He heard was a laugh He wanted to share, and every whimper of sadness was sadness He wanted to share, every struggle was a struggle He wanted to help, and every bit of pain was pain He wanted to soothe. And not in an abstract, altruistic way. He wanted to engage these things personally, as we would with our intimate beloved. But He couldn’t. Can you imagine having all of that love pent up inside of you, with your beloved so near, and have to hold it all inside?  Are we starting to get an idea of how terrible and wonderful the Incarnation is? Remember all of this.

Let’s go back to the Garden. Jesus takes a couple of breaks from His prayer to go back and talk to the Apostles, who are His best friends. Yes, He loves everybody, but the Apostles are different. They know, to a small extent, who He is. They have spent many days and evenings together working, playing, eating and just talking. Jesus has told them who He is, and He has told them in no uncertain terms that He loves them. And they have assured Him that they love Him too. Their relationship is not one-sided. Jesus – God Incarnate – has gotten to experience reciprocal human friendship and love with these men, infinitely lopsided though it may have been.

Jesus has just spent a considerable amount of time in agony a stone’s throw away from His beloved friends, and when He comes back to them, He finds them all asleep. He is dying. (My soul is sorrowful even unto death.) He asked them, His beloved best friends, to simply stay with Him, watch, and pray. And they couldn’t even stay awake. And this happened twice. Heart. Ache. This is the reality of the Incarnation.

Now here comes Judas. As with every other person, Jesus is loves Judas infinitely. Judas is the person Jesus loves most in the world (and that goes for every person because Jesus is God and thus has infinite capacity.) And Judas has sold Him out. It is one thing to be betrayed by an enemy. It is quite another to be sold for 30 pieces of silver (which assuming one ounce pieces would equate to just under $1000 today) by the person you love most in the world. And just to make it as terrible as possible, Judas has told the guards that the man he kisses, the man to whom he gives the gesture of FRIENDSHIP and LOVE, is Jesus. And so when Judas kisses Him and Jesus says to Judas, “You betray the Son of Man with a kiss?” there is agony there that can not be described. This is the reality of the Incarnation.

The guards. Every single one of them is the subject of Jesus’ infinite love.  And they despise Him. Jesus could have stopped it all at any time, not by some act of miraculous violence, but by asking the commanding guard if he remembered that certain tree he used to climb as a child, or that certain toy. He could have frozen them in their tracks by simply reminding them of their own experiences and feelings – which He had already shared with them because He had been with them the whole time. But He didn’t, because He couldn’t. If He didn’t let them kill him, there would be no hope of ever being with them in heaven. Agony. This is the reality of the Incarnation.

Now before the High Priest Caiaphas. Same thing. Except Caiaphas, and the rest of the Sanhedrin, have been as their entire vocation and purpose in life, praying for the coming of the Messiah. They have been praying to Jesus (unwittingly) for Jesus (unwittingly). And Jesus has heard their prayers, and the prayers of all of the priests for generations past, and is finally, finally now standing in front of them. And remember, He loves them each personally. They look Him up and down and utterly reject Him. “No, no. You’re all wrong. You’re not what we want. We want a big macho-man king to vanquish the Romans and sit on the throne and then make us all rich by association. LOOK AT YOU. YOU’RE ALL WRONG. WE DON’T WANT YOU. Go to hell and good riddance.”  Agony. This is the reality of the Incarnation.

Pilate. Selfish indifference. “Look man, I neither know nor care who you are or who you say you are, and frankly, I think you’re just another loon. I have a lot on my mind and I simply can’t deal with crap like this.”  Agony. This is the reality of the Incarnation.

The Roman scourgers. Jesus was whipped and flagellated until most of His skin was gone by men whom He loved infinitely and intimately. Can you imagine how He felt as he walked to the pillar, turned and saw the faces of his scourgers, and seeing the face of every human being looking back at Him? Can you imagine being slowly and brutally whipped to the brink of death by the person you love most in the world? Say your spouse or best friend? It would be one thing to be whipped by a total stranger or a known enemy. But to be tortured by the person you love most in the world? Unfathomable agony. This is the reality of the Incarnation.

The crowds. Everywhere there were crowds of people looking on – the scourging, the trial, the streets he walked while carrying His Cross to Calvary. Every single face was intimately loved. And every single face, excepting Mary, John, Mary Magdalene and a few other women, were either viciously hostile or completely indifferent. I wonder which was worse? The reason I ask is because the opposite of love is NOT hate, as most would assume. The opposite of love is indifference. There is no greater blow that can be made to a human soul than indifference. How many people saw Jesus that day – locked eyes with Him – and honestly didn’t give a rat’s @$$ either way. “Live. Die. Whatever. Just don’t bother me. You’re messing up my plans. YOU’RE MAKING MY LIFE HARD. Now I’m going to have to go completely out of my way to get around You and this damnable mess You’re making.”  This may have been the worst agony. This is the reality of the Incarnation.

Almost everyone treats Jesus with indifference to one degree or another. We are all inflicting that agony on Him. How, you ask? By sinning. We know that our sins hurt Him infinitely, but we commit them anyway. Few people sin because they actively HATE Jesus and want to hurt Him. A few do, but not too many relative to the broad population. No, most people are just indifferent. There He is at the pillar, and our sin is the next lash. And we do it anyway. In fact, we lean into it. CRACK! Because we’re indifferent. And again, and again.

“Live. Die. Whatever. Just don’t bother me. You’re messing up my plans. YOU’RE MAKING MY LIFE HARD. Now I’m going to have to go completely out of my way to get around You and this damndable mess You’re making.”

“But I love you.  This is all for you.”

“That’s your choice, and your problem.  Not my circus, not my monkeys.”

Agony beyond words. This is the Reality of the Incarnation.

That is why Jesus was sobbing in agony in the Garden. He didn’t fear the physical pain. He feared being utterly, completely and totally rejected to the point of torture, execution and the indifferent witnessing of this by the person He loved most in the world, which is YOU. And ME.

He feared not being tortured and killed, but being tortured and killed by the person He loved most in the world. And despite this, He still chose to go through with it all. Not only that, but He would do it even it was only for you and you alone.  And beyond that, he would do it all for you and you alone AS MANY TIMES AS YOU ASSIST AS MASS OVER THE COURSE OF YOUR ENTIRE LIFE, plus more.  Infinite love means INFINITE. LOVE.

He went all the way to the end, just so there would be a CHANCE that one day as He tells us “I love you,” that instead of responding with a hissing, contemptuous, “Oh, F*** you!”, which face it, is exactly what we all do to Him, we might instead respond with…

“I love You, too.  Have mercy on me, O Lord, a sinner.”

Christ being scourged by (Ann Barnhardt). Note my enthusiasm, and how I seem to be enjoying it.

Christ being scourged by (Ann Barnhardt). Note my enthusiasm, and how I seem to be enjoying it.

 

 

Holy Thursday: The Office of Tenebrae Is Now A Recitation of Current Events

The liturgical highlight of my year is upon us: the Offices of Tenebrae in Holy Week.  Go to all three if you possibly, possibly can.

Every year, the Pslams, lessons, responsories and Canticles leap off the page with stunning relevance.  He went through everything before us and for us.  Contempt.  Calumny. Kangaroo trials. The ascendancy of the wicked all around Him. And finally, and certainly worst, betrayal by friends.

The Thursday Offices of Tenebrae, terrifyingly, read like a recitation of current events, with the current Pope, to all of our horror, as Judas.

Here is the Responsory after the eighth lesson in the Third Nocturn of Matins for Holy Thursday, which hit me especially hard this year:

Could ye not watch one hour with Me, ye that were ready to die for me? Or see ye not Judas, how he sleepeth not, but maketh haste to betray Me to the Jews?  Why sleep ye? Arise and pray, lest ye enter into temptation.

Today’s point to ponder: While the Apostles dozed off, and couldn’t stay awake, JUDAS WAS WIDE AWAKE, AND EXTREMELY ACTIVE, SPEEDILY EXECUTING HIS PLAN TO BETRAY OUR LORD – BECAUSE OUR LORD’S EUCHARISTIC LOVE FOR US, BECAUSE IT IS SUPERNATURAL, EMBARRASSED JUDAS AND HIS PLANS FOR EARTHLY POWER AND POPULARITY.

Read John 6.  It is all right there. There is nothing new under the sun.

Agony. Agony. Agony. Judas, worst of the traffickers, approached the Lord with a kiss: He like an innocent lambrefused not the kiss of Judas; For a few pence he delivered Christ to the Jews.

Agony. Agony. Agony.
Judas, worst of the traffickers, approached the Lord with a kiss: He like an innocent lamb refused not the kiss of Judas; For a few pence he delivered Christ to the Jews.

 

Furthermore, I consider that islam must be destroyed.

New tagline sign-off on everything I will say or write:

“Furthermore, I consider that islam must be destroyed.”

I am going to add this as a footer to my email, I encourage you to do the same.

I am going to add this to every post I make here, and every article I write for other people.

I am going to start saying this – and I’m not joking – in my daily conversations out and about.  I recommend you all do the same.

Someone should sell bumper stickers that say, “Islam Must Be Destroyed”.  I can’t, but someone should.

This is a variant on Cato the Elder’s constant rhetorical sign-off, “Carthago delenda est”, which means “Carthage must be destroyed”.  This is actually a simplification of this phrase, “Ceterum autem censeo Carthaginem esse delendam” (English: “Furthermore, (moreover) I consider that Carthage must be destroyed”).

Cato would say this at the conclusion of every speech or statement.  He said it ALL. DAY. EVERY. DAY.  He used this tagline even when what he was addressing had nothing whatever to do with Carthage.

Islam MUST be destroyed.  Anything less is suicidal, effeminate insanity.  This satanic political system must be wiped from the face of the earth.  Not contained, not tolerated, not quarantined, not “reformed”, not compromised with, not dialogued with, and encountered only for the sole purpose of destroying it.

Islam must be destroyed first for the well-being of those outside of it, but also so that the people stuck inside of it could be freed from its satanic grip.  We fought the Nazis in WWII first to liberate those nations being attacked and conquered by the Third Reich, BUT ALSO TO LIBERATE THE GERMAN PEOPLE THEMSELVES.

Furthermore, I consider that islam must be destroyed.

Wherein I Comment On "Electoral Politics" – It's Professional Wrestling Without the Wrestling

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The culture has degraded such that seeking and/or holding office, especially national-level office, is, in and of itself, proof that a given person is psychologically and morally unfit to hold public office.

Okay.  Do you all understand that I’m not rooting for any of these psychopaths? I would make a joke here that the only thing I’m rooting for is casualties, but I think we are too close to actual bloodshed for that to be funny.  I see on Drudge right now that there is an anti-Trump traffic blockade in Phoenix.  Too bad no one saw or sees fit to do anything like that over the cult of child sacrifice or sodomy.

Day after day I see people – intelligent people – pulling their hair out trying to defend this or that candidate and trying to make sense of all of this, and I just shake my head.  I have been saying these things for years, but maybe NOW if I say them again, a few more people will “get it”.

I don’t support any candidate for President of the United States because THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA NO LONGER EXISTS. The United States WAS a Constitutional Republic.  This monstrosity is in no way, shape or form a Republic, under the Constitution.  It is a straight-up oligarchy.  The country I was born in NO LONGER EXISTS.  And since I am a person who ACTUALLY BELIEVES WHAT SHE BELIEVES, when you ask me, “Who do you support for President?”, in order to be INTELLECTUALLY CONSISTENT, I can only respond with another question:

PRESIDENT OF WHAT???

Further, as I have been screeching for going on eight years now, all of this political stuff, especially presidential politics, is totally, totally fake.  It is Kabuki Theater.  It is scripted theater designed to “entertain” and mollify the class of people whose IQs are 15-20 higher than the people watching Ballroom Dancing with Honey BooBoo or whatever the hell is on TeeVee these days. And to make enormous amounts of money for the oligarch players and their toadies.

It occurred to me a couple of days ago what it all is.  It’s EXACTLY the same business model as Professional Wrestling.  EXACTLY.

Thirty years ago when I was a kid, I used to watch WWF wrestling.  I remember the big stars of that period were Hulk Hogan, Randy “Macho Man” Savage, The Ultimate Warrior, Ravishing Rick Rude, The Honkey Tonk Man, Andre the Giant, etc.  I also remember that there were characters called “managers”.  Jimmy Hart, Mr. Fuji, The Million Dollar Man, Miss Elizabeth, Bobby “The Brain” Heenan.  There were also “color commentators”, Jesse “The Body” Ventura, Mean Gene Okerlund, Gorilla Monsoon, and Bobby “The Brain” Heenan.

There was mobility between these classifiations, and commenters would become managers, and sometimes managers would wrestle, or at least physically involve themselves in the match.  Also, wrestlers would “change sides” and go from being a “heel” to being a good guy, and then back again – like Randy “Macho Man” Savage.

And it was all fake.  It was all scripted. It was pure entertainment for children and low-IQ adults.  In the adult category there were the adults who were smart enough to know it was fake, but enjoyed the spectacle and the soap-operaesque storylines.  Then there were the adults who were so stupid that they truly believed it was real.  And there were a BUNCH of those.  I remember one of the Wrestlemanias filled the Pontiac Superdome.  And I remember the reportage on how much money the then-nascent Pay-Per-View paradigm would rake in for the WWF as people would pay fifty bucks to watch Wrestlemania live on Pay-Per-View.  It was a massively lucrative business model.

You all need to understand that the Professional Wrestling model that I just described is precisely what this Presidential campaign crap is.  Why don’t I comment on it?  Because it is fake, scripted and choreographed. I’d sooner write commentary and analysis on Professional Wrestling.  Hey man, Andre the Giant was cool to let Hulk Hogan bodyslam him and win the “match” because he made hella money either way.  Vince McMahon came up with the storyline for Andre the Giant to turn “heel” and there was a huge buildup between him and Hogan, and then it culminated in Wrestlemania 4 or whatever, and everyone got a percent of the take.

Donald Trump had Hillary Clinton sit in the front row of his most recent “wedding” – in the place of honor where his dead parents would have sat.

Ted Cruz’ wife is a Goldman Sachs executive, and as Karl Denninger reported just recently, Cruz got massive sweetheart loans FROM GOLDMAN SACHS to finance his campaign.  Ted Cruz also appears onstage with the most vile kind of faux-Christian charlatans, of which his own father is one, preaching some truly satanic “gospel of prosperity” shit, and claiming that God has spoken to them about Cruz’ “anointing”.  Yeah, it’s funny how when God was talking to these jackals, He didn’t say a word about how maybe Ted Cruz’ wife shouldn’t be taking a paycheck from nor Ted himself getting sweetheart loans from THE VAMPIRE SQUID.

Nope.  Not a word.  Hmmmmmm.

Oh, and as an aside, but for the record, let me explain something about “speaking in tongues”.  Speaking in Tongues is NOT babbling and then claiming that one has just spoken in a long-extinct language.  No, that’s called CARNIVAL BARKER BULLSHIT.  Speaking in tongues is one of two things.  It is either when a person speaks to another person or people in a language they do not know.  For example, if I went to China, and miraculously started speaking to Chinese people in perfect, unaccented Mandarin Chinese, presumably so that I could tell them about Jesus Christ and His Holy Church, THAT would be speaking in tongues.  The other form is if I got up in front of a group of people from all over the world, and while I perceived myself to be speaking naturally in English, every person there heard me IN THEIR OWN MOTHER TONGUE.  Again, babbling in an “extinct language” that no one understands (because it is actually just gibberish) is NOT the gift of the Holy Spirit of speaking in tongues.  It is CARNIVAL BARKER BULLSHIT, and it really, really pisses me off.

So here’s a YouTube of a WWF wresting show from the 80s.  I was struck by the similarity of the “news desk” set that Bobby Heenan and Gorilla Monsoon sit behind, with their fake, scripted antagonism and bickering (they were actually extremely close friends offstage).  And then there are the segments where the Candidate, er, excuse me, Wrestler delivers a monologue, and then there are the debates, er, excuse me, I mean MATCHES, which are, again, 100% scripted and choreographed.  I look at this and I think, “My gosh, they have templated all of this political entertainment off of the Pro Wresting model.”

Trump and Clinton are almost certainly in cahoots and wrote this script long ago, I suspect.  Trump is going to make a cool couple of billion off of this, and probably doesn’t want anything to do with playing the role of “POTUS”.  The White House is a shitheap compared to Mar-a-Lago.   And, for those of you who actually believe that Trump is going to actually build a wall across the border, or do ANYTHING that he is talking about, I just don’t know what to say.  The guy is a total hack who has used Bankruptcy as a tool, and would have made more money if he had taken his nine-figure inheritance and plowed it into an S&P Index fund and never touched it.  He is a showman and a carney.  IF he becomes fake “president” of whatever you want to call this Godforsaken “Criminal Gang”, as St. Augustine so aptly put it, you’re going to start hearing a lot about “The Art of the Deal”, and how compromise is ESSENTIAL – in other words, how all that stuff he duped all of you with is simply “impossible”.  How can you not see this?  This is faker than the fake “two count” pins that the wrestlers and “referee” would do in the ring.

And back to Cruz, Lindsey Graham is now fundraising for Cruz. What does THAT tell you?

It is all fake, just like Professional Wrestling, except the consequences are deathly, deathly serious, and it is these fake-ass conartists that you all are looking to to protect you from THIS, which I can assure you are very, very real. If you refuse to acknowledge those things in this world that are real, and instead embrace as real the things that are pure fabrications for your entertainment and mollification, well, you will do this without my company or participation. I’d sooner write commentary on Randy “Macho Man” Savage and Hulk Hogan.

NOT professional wrestling.

NOT professional wrestling.

 

Starting Saturday Off Right: Saint Joseph Edition

Our Father, Who art in heaven, hallowed be Thy Name. Thy kingdom come. Thy will be done, on earth as it is in heaven. Give us this day our daily bread. And forgive us our trespasses, as we forgive those who trespass against us. And lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil.  Amen.

PATER NOSTER, qui es in caelis, sanctificetur nomen tuum. Adveniat regnum tuum. Fiat voluntas tua, sicut in caelo et in terra. Panem nostrum quotidianum da nobis hodie, et dimitte nobis debita nostra sicut et nos dimittimus debitoribus nostris. Et ne nos inducas in tentationem, sed libera nos a malo. Amen.

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O St. Joseph, whose protection is so great, so strong, so prompt before the Throne of God, I place in you all my interests and desires. O St. Joseph, do assist me by your powerful intercession and obtain for me from your Divine Son all spiritual blessings through Jesus Christ, Our Lord; so that having engaged here below your Heavenly power I may offer my thanksgiving and homage to the most loving of Fathers. O St. Joseph, I never weary contemplating you and Jesus asleep in your arms. I dare not approach while He reposes near your heart. Press him in my name and kiss His fine Head for me, and ask Him to return the Kiss when I draw my dying breath. St. Joseph, Patron of departing souls, pray for us. Amen.

Starting Friday Off Right: Kingdoms Without Justice Edition

Our Father, Who art in heaven, hallowed be Thy Name. Thy kingdom come. Thy will be done, on earth as it is in heaven. Give us this day our daily bread. And forgive us our trespasses, as we forgive those who trespass against us. And lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil.  Amen.

PATER NOSTER, qui es in caelis, sanctificetur nomen tuum. Adveniat regnum tuum. Fiat voluntas tua, sicut in caelo et in terra. Panem nostrum quotidianum da nobis hodie, et dimitte nobis debita nostra sicut et nos dimittimus debitoribus nostris. Et ne nos inducas in tentationem, sed libera nos a malo. Amen.

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You shall not steal. You shall not lie, neither shall any man deceive his neighbour. Thou shalt not swear falsely by My name, nor profane the name of thy God. I Am the Lord. Thou shalt not calumniate thy neighbour, nor oppress him by violence. The wages of him that hath been hired by thee shall not abide with thee until the morning.  Thou shalt not speak evil of the deaf, nor put a stumblingblock before the blind: but thou shalt fear the Lord thy God, because I Am the Lord.  Thou shalt not do that which is unjust, nor judge unjustly. Respect not the person of the poor, nor honour the countenance of the mighty. But judge thy neighbour according to justice.
Leviticus 19: 11-15

“Kingdoms without justice are but criminal gangs.”
St. Augustine, City of God

Starting Thursday Off Right: Something To Look Forward To Edition

Our Father, Who art in heaven, hallowed be Thy Name. Thy kingdom come. Thy will be done, on earth as it is in heaven. Give us this day our daily bread. And forgive us our trespasses, as we forgive those who trespass against us. And lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil.  Amen.

PATER NOSTER, qui es in caelis, sanctificetur nomen tuum. Adveniat regnum tuum. Fiat voluntas tua, sicut in caelo et in terra. Panem nostrum quotidianum da nobis hodie, et dimitte nobis debita nostra sicut et nos dimittimus debitoribus nostris. Et ne nos inducas in tentationem, sed libera nos a malo. Amen.

I'm like a Chrysler.  Good parts, poorly assembled.

I’m like a Chrysler. Good parts, poorly assembled.

If Our Lord were to appear at my door, and I wasn’t instantly cast into eternal hellfire, after all of the pleasantries and offering Him something to eat (have you noticed in scripture how Our Lord, especially post-resurrection, is always opening conversations with, “J’all got anthang t’eat?”

Anyway, the first thing I would ask Him wouldn’t be about the secrets of the universe or any deep theological questions of anything like that.  Nope.  I’d ask Him if He could PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE fix my back.

So there is a tiny but very nice (and cheap – two bucks per day!) gym here, and there are very cool and chill gentlemen that work out there who are always happy to spot a sister benching or squatting without any sleazy shenanigans, so I joined and started back up lifting.  And Mister Sacrum and his friends the Lumbar Muscle Gang are NOT ON BOARD WITH THE PROJECT.  Mister Pelvis is wicked torqued, and as any of you who have low back problems know, when the lumbar muscles go into spasm and Mister Pelvis is torqued, life grinds to a near halt. Standing hurts.  Sitting hurts. Kneeling hurts.  Lying down hurts.  Curling up in the fetal position hurts.  But, as I have had occasion to study lumbar-pelvic anatomy since my sacrum fused at age 17 and my low back promptly “ate its pigs” to use one of my favorite euphemisms, it truly is a full-blown miracle that we can walk at all.  The musculo-skeletal complexity of the human pelvis is, I think, a stand-alone proofset of Intelligent Design.

So, as we approach Palm Sunday, if you have a spare moment and have said all of your other prayers, if you could please put in a word with The Divine Chiropractor for my poorly assembled lumbar-sacral-pelvic juncture, I would be much obliged.  Also, St. Gemma Galgani is the main patron saint of back problems and headaches. She had spinal tuberculosis.  St. Lawrence is also a go-to on back issues.

And remember, even though I sometimes don’t make a post on Tuesdays, the Holy and August Sacrifice of the Mass in the Venerable Gregorian Rite is offered at 0830 Eastern Time each and every Tuesday for my benefactors, past, present and future.

It's All Happening: "They shall cast their silver into the streets…"

Here is a man offering a 100 ounce bar of pure silver to people on the street IN FRONT OF A COIN SHOP for one dollar, then fifty cents, then twenty-five cents per ounce, then for effectively zero (offers to trade for one woman’s sunglasses) … and none of them have the least interest, EVEN AFTER BEING TOLD HOW MUCH IT IS WORTH, AND THAT THE COIN SHOP WOULD PAY THEM AT LEAST $1500 for the 100 ounce bar, cash on the barrelhead.

I highly recommend reading Ezekiel chapter 7 in full, but verse 19, “They shall cast their silver into the streets,” seems to be upon us.

 

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Diabolical Narcissism: SCANDAL, PART 1

I received many emails about the Gaslighting piece in the “Oh, so THAT’S what that person was doing to me…” vein.  Many people have experienced this in the workplace, which is not surprising.  A few recognized it in clergy and prelates – again, not surprising.  MANY recognized it in politicians.

“So, when these politicians get caught in baldfaced lies and even criminal activity, and seem to ENJOY the fact that they get away with it time after time, casting anyone who dares to even bring these things up as either “nuts” or simply bad people, you’re saying THAT is gaslighting?”

Um, yeah.  That’s EXACTLY what I’m saying.  The media today is, for all intents and purposes, one giant gaslighting operation.  Marginalize as “crazy”, or outright character assassinate anyone who doesn’t fall into mindless lockstep with the Washington DC – New World Order oligarchical machine.

The foundational point and hope I have in writing these essays (and the video, which is done but still being edited) is on the micro level – to help people who have, are, or will be around Diabolical Narcissists to recognize and understand what is going on precisely so that the topic of today’s post does NOT come into play – and that is SCANDAL.

Official definitions:

Respect for the souls of others:

Scandal is an attitude or behavior which leads another to do evil. The person who gives scandal becomes his neighbor’s tempter. He damages virtue and integrity; he may even draw his brother into spiritual death. Scandal is a grave offense if by deed or omission another is deliberately led into a grave offense.

The Catechism classifies scandal under the fifth commandment (Thou shalt not kill) and defines it as “an attitude or behavior which leads another to do evil”. In the Gospel of Matthew, Jesus stated, “Whoever causes one of these little ones who believe in Me to sin, it would be better for him to have a great millstone fastened round his neck and to be drowned in the depth of the sea.” 

The Church considers it a serious crime to cause another’s faith, hope and love to be weakened, especially if it is done to young people and the perpetrator is a person of authority such as a parent, teacher or priest.

This is such a massive topic, it is difficult to pare down.  However, what I want to focus on are the words in red above:  it a serious crime to cause another’s faith, hope and love to be weakened, and specifically on the micro, interpersonal level.  The next essay will be on public scandal.

This is what Diabolical Narcissists do, they “kill” souls (hence the Fifth Commandment categorization) and why I am bothering with this series at all.  This is how Diabolical Narcissists are “Hell’s Mercenaries”.  Diabolical Narcissists, whether they believe in God or not, whether they believe in satan and hell or not, whether they believe in right or wrong, or even in the concepts of faith and hope, or in love, attack other human beings such that their target loses either partially or completely their own faith, hope and/or love.

This is a nuanced point.  Any person with even the tiniest sliver of faith, hope and/or love in their soul CAN BE SCANDALIZED.  A person does not have to be a devout Catholic to be scandalized.  Any time a human being, as the result of another person’s attitude or behavior, has faith, hope or love driven out of them, regardless of where the starting point was, scandal has occurred.  The target is farther from God after the scandal than they were before.

Think about it this way: satan and the demons cannot be scandalized.  They are already utterly devoid of love, they are completely faithless, and they have no hope because they know that their choice to reject God is irreversible.  They will never, ever see God.  You can’t make a demon more demonic.  Likewise, DNs are very hard to scandalize.  Have you ever asked yourself why it is that so much truly evil behavior in this day and age goes either uncontested or actively defended?  Why is it that people today just shrug things off that which would have spurred mass civil disobedience and protest within living memory?  Why is it that behavior that would have disqualified people from decent society just a few decades ago is now considered positively de rigueur?  Do you think it might have something to do with the ever-increasing concentration of DNs in our society, especially among the young?  Hmmmm….

DNs aren’t scandalized because if a given DN is almost completely purged of love, he is almost entirely gone as a human being – there is little to no love present to drive out.  Do you think that is a harsh thing for me to say?  Well, have you been to a wedding lately?  Ever heard St. Paul’s words in 1 Corinthians 13 – the most common scripture reading at weddings?

If I speak with the tongues of men, and of angels, and have not charity, I am become as sounding brass, or a tinkling cymbal. And if I should have prophecy and should know all mysteries, and all knowledge, and if I should have all faith, so that I could remove mountains, and have not charity, I am nothing.  — 1 Corinthians 13: 1-2

I find this to be one of the most utterly terrifying passages in scripture.  This is God Almighty, Existence Itself (I AM WHO AM), telling us that if we are devoid of love (charity), then we are NOTHING. Not that we are merely bad, but that we are NOTHING. Nihil sum. God can work with bad.  Not even God can work with “nothing”.  The fact that this “nothing person” is specifically described as a polyglot with encyclopedic knowledge and faith adds additional layers of terror.  This passage is speaking directly to and warning about Diabolical Narcissists – people who freely choose to purge themselves of love.

There are multiple ways that scandal can be caused.  I suppose the most common way that people consider is when someone does something evil and gets away with it, thus convincing those around them that the evil action wasn’t really so evil, and even that others should do it too.  This would seem to be the primary tactic with regards to children – specifically with regards to sins of the flesh.

But what I want to focus on is the little-discussed, but perhaps more common species of scandal, especially with regards to Diabolical Narcissists and their targets: disappointment that leads to despair. Put another way, DNs scandalize their targets by causing them to simply give up… on love.  All love, not just romantic love.  We’re talking brotherly love for other human beings, and even the love of God.

When a DN finds a target, grooms them, and then lays into them, the targets often report a “soul-crushing” disappointment.  We aren’t talking about disappointment in the sense of “Baskin-Robbins didn’t have Jamoca Almond Fudge last night.”  We are talking about disappointment so intense that it causes a person to despair, lose their faith, or simply throw up their hands and say, “Screw it.  From now on, I don’t give a crap about other people.  I’m just going to live for myself in the moment and do whatever makes me feel good, because nothing matters anyway.”  If you are thinking to yourself that politics and current events in the Church  make you feel this way, we will discuss that dynamic in the next essay.

Whenever a person says, “Screw it…” like this, a new Diabolical Narcissist is born.  And the main vector of this transformation was not an actual demon.  It was a human being.  In fact, the vast, vast majority of the “dirty work”, that is the actual crushing of human souls, is done by human beings.  Why?  Because believe it or not, human beings are much, much more effective at actually driving other people into despair and spiritual death.  Consider this: what if, right now, an actual demon manifested in front of you.  You could see it, in all of its hideousness, with your own eyes just as clearly as you are seeing these words on your screen.  Now, what if this demon, hideous and repulsive, starting berating you.  “LOOK AT YOU! I hate you! I can’t stand you! You’re stupid! You make me sick! You’re a terrible person! F*** YOU!”

Well, I reckon most people would NOT have their soul crushed to know that a demon hates them, right?  You’d have to be one massively insecure piece of work to be all broken up because a denizen of hell didn’t hold you in high esteem.  I mean, dude, it’s a demon.  Of course it hates you. Duh.  That is its nature.  To be hated by a demon is no cause for offense.  Heck, if a demon DIDN’T hate you, that would be cause for serious concern, right?

Now, consider the same scenario, except it isn’t a demon hissing and spitting those words at you, but rather your mother, your father, your spouse, your fiancee, your teacher, your boss, your priest or your friend.  THAT packs a punch no demon can ever, ever deliver.  Only human beings can wound each other like this.  Many, many people have been driven to despair in this way.  Many people have, as a misguided attempt at self-defense from situations like this, freely chosen to purge their own souls of love.  And then, as St. Paul said, they too become “nothing”. And satan and the demons squeal with delight – another soul to join their ranks in hell, never to see God.

And so, as strangely awful as it may seem, if you are still capable of being disappointed by other people’s terrible behavior, this is actually a good thing.  Diabolical Narcissists don’t mourn.  Mourning requires love.  Diabolical Narcissists don’t hunger and thirst for righteousness – they are indifferent, which is the opposite of charity.  After all, Our Blessed Lord and Savior, during His Agony in the Garden, and throughout His Sorrowful Passion, was (and is) disappointed by us.  Terribly, terribly disappointed.  What He is NOT, is scandalized.  The infinite ocean of His love for us is not reduced by one drop by all of our sins.  Never for one second did Our Lord think, “Man, I just give up on you people…”

This is what is meant by the statement, “There is nothing we can do to cause God to stop loving us.” Even if we choose to hate Him and reject Him completely and thus choose hell and eternal separation, even then, He will still love us.  We are called to do the same with each other.  We should strive to be just like Him.  Be disappointed, by all means.  But do not let yourself be scandalized (she preached to herself).  Because, as St. Francis de Sales said below:

“…those who take scandal- who allow scandals to destroy faith- are guilty of spiritual suicide.”

In the next piece we will discuss Scandal on the macro, public level, with special emphasis on DN politicians and Pope Francis Bergoglio, and tie it all back in with gaslighting.  (I’ll give you a hint… “Who are you to judge?”)

Disappointed, yes. Scandalized, no.

Disappointed, yes. Scandalized, no.