Monthly Archives: July 2018

Future Podcast: “Ask me anything…”

It’s been just over 14 months since the Barnhardt Podcast launched, and while answering questions submitted by listeners is something we’ve done, we’ve not dedicated an episode exclusively to answering questions, so let’s fix that! If you’ve wondered why Ann got into finance instead of architecture, why she uses a Mac instead of Windows, who she would nominate for President if she could elect one on her vote alone, recipe recommendations for Friday evening dinner parties, or what started Ann’s journey to the Catholic Faith, submit your questions by sending an email to [email protected] or by recording your question as a voicemail (or sending it as a text message) to the Google Voice number: (302) 648-6373.

I ate a horse, and it was delicious, and I’m not sorry.

So I went on a pilgrimage/sightseeing trip last week, and I have a confession of sorts.  I was offered (looks over both shoulders nervously) and ate (draws the curtains and locks the deadbolt)… HORSEMEAT.

I’ll never watch an episode of Mr. Ed the same way again.  Let’s just say that the Food Channel should show National Velvet every Saturday as… you know… a food production documentary.

Don’t ask how exactly horse meat came to be procured.  Let’s just say that it’s good to have friends with… ETHNIC CONNECTIONS.

And, of course, in all seriousness, I have to say that the prohibition on horse slaughter in the U.S. is absolutely disgusting, and causes horses to suffer terribly, because people leave them to essentially starve to death because there is no way to legally slaughter them, nevermind use the meat for any sort of food, for either animal or human consumption.  Typical female sentimental stupidity!  As we have discussed in this space of late, animals, including horses, are NOT rational intellects, and therefore can and should be slaughtered humanely, and eaten.

The ban on horse slaughter in the U.S. was just extended with a moron Congresscretin from Florida even offering the following quote:

“The slaughter of horses for human consumption is a barbaric practice that must end,” 

Oh, give me a BREAK.  What absolute piffle. What’s barbaric is watching Mr. Ed starve to death or die slowly of laminitis because the owner can’t afford a non-slaughter disposal.  Mr. Ed should have a pounded-out value for his meat, just exactly like an old cow, even if he only goes into dog food.  And Seabiscuit, in the full flower of health, should find his way onto MY plate, perhaps with some potatoes au gratin on the side.

And now, finally, after all these years, I can testify that horsemeat is quite tasty – very much a red meat like beef, but leaner, and with a hint of sweetness in contrast to the more savory flavor of beef.

If you actually care about the welfare of horses, the legalization of horse slaughter should be priority number one.

Medium rare, of course, of course!

Starting Monday Off Right – King St. Henry 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’ll let you click over and read of all of the accomplishments and general excellence of King St. Henry HERE, but will tease you with only the following sentence:

Henry drove out an antipope, and brought the legitimate Pope Benedict VIII back to Rome….

Sigh.

King St. Henry, pray for us!

Barnhardt Podcast #055: Open Thecreths

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Episode Content Rating Warning! No Children Allowed!

In this episode we discuss a topic which has been well documented and yet continues to hide in plain sight, supported by Beta Narcissists and both the willing and obliviously ignorant: the Lavender Mafia. Trading the contemplation of eternal things for earthly power, sins of the flesh, and mutually assured blackmail, the clerical legacy of “Cardinal Leonardine” is not only still with us but more powerful than ever, and don’t kid yourself, the Lavender Mafia overculture transcends the liberal-conservative-Trad spectrum.

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Dirty Looks

Serious question here.

If someone got up in your face and glared at YOU like this, what would you think?  How would you take it?

I really don’t see how this facial expression can be read as anything other than total contempt and abject hatred.

A Sad #TOLDYA : As Political Violence Escalates, Might I Recommend Reviewing….

I’ve known decisively for over a decade now that hot Civil War in the former U.S. is inevitable.  And, as I have said for over a decade, a second U.S. Civil War will probably result in Red Chinese boots on the ground in North America – almost certainly at the invitation of the morons up and down the Pacific Coast, who will invite them in as “peacekeepers” or some such.

But in terms of the political violence, I covered all of this in-depth in my ARSH 2012 Video presentation on the Vendee Genocide in France during the satanic French Revolution.  The parallels between what happened in France just over 200 years ago, and what we have seen and are seeing before our eyes today in the (former) U.S. are stunning.  The only difference is that today’s culture is starting from a far, far worse level.  Remember, almost everyone in France 200 years ago was a weekly Mass-going Catholic.  And those people descended into barbarity and cruelty against their fellow Frenchmen that can only be described as demonic – and it happened FAST.  The point I make at the end of this presentation is that when society totally breaks down in the U.S., it is going to be a bloodbath the likes of which has not been seen since the days of the Aztecs.  I think the French Revolution will seem tame in comparison when history looks back at it.  As you have probably seen, leftists are already proudly declaring that they will, like Madame Defarge, set up their chairs and delight in watching people like me and you being publicly executed.

I don’t want to toot my own horn here, but if you’re skeptical about watching a 80 minute long presentation about anything French, this presentation was videotaped before a Tea Party group in southern Colorado, and there were LOTS of Vietnam Veterans in the group – rough and ready types.  I opened with a little disclaimer about not poo-pooing the importance and relevance of the French Revolution, or the Cheese-eating Surrender Monkeys as a race in general, and then dove into the lecture.  At the end, immediately after the cut on the video, one of the Vets stood up to speak.  He declared the presentation to be the best he had ever witnessed, and the entire room jumped to their feet, and gave a standing ovation.  And I found an interesting piece of carpet to stare at and made some awkward hand gestures of gratitude.

The presentation is grizzly, and hard to listen to at some points, but it really is important.

Also remember, this was recorded in July of ARSH 2012 and Antipope Bergoglio was just another psychopath prelate, hanging out with his boy-raping buddies in relative obscurity in Buenos Aires, NOT squatting on the See of Peter and doing what False Prophet Forerunners of the Antichrist do.

Oh, and if you need me to sell it any harder, I call Hillary Clinton a “Marxist b***h”.  So, if for no other reason, you can watch it just for that.

Buy more ammo.

“Normally, when I get into a debate with a conservative friend and we are at an impasse, with no hope for resolution, I try to ease the tension with levity, and say, “Well, when the revolution comes, I will put in a good word for you and your family.” To my friends in the Republican political and legal establishment who have not stood up to Trump: When the revolution comes, you are on your own, and I will be clamoring not for mercy but for a seat next to the guillotine, where I can do my knitting.”
Michael Sean Winters, National catholic Reporter, 3 July, ARSH 2018

 

More Evidence of the Great Derailing: Best Male Country Vocal Performance Grammy in 1972 Went To A RAP Song

Just a quick observational post, if you will indulge me.

The Grammy Award for Best Male COUNTRY Vocal Performance in ARSH 1972 (for calendar year 1971) went to a RAP song.  An ugly, base, vulgar, stupid RAP (but I repeat myself).

There should have been a general strike.  All men of good will should have taken to the streets in protest.

You think I’m kidding?  Here it is.

In the same award-year (ARSH 1971), was this song, which wasn’t even nominated.  Now, I’m no huge John Denver fan, but this is a fine melody with some nice harmonies, and the lyrics are poetic and thoughtful.  Just give that young man a proper haircut, and we’re all good. But no.

I’m telling you, folks, the infiltration was deep and thorough and hyper-aggressive from about ARSH 1962.

 

Almost heaven, West Virginia
Blue ridge mountains, Shenandoah river
Life is old there, older than the trees
Younger than the mountains, blowing like a breeze

Country roads, take me home
To the place I belong
West Virginia
Mountain mamma, take me home
Country roads

All my memories, gather round her
Modest lady, stranger to blue water
Dark and dusty, painted on the sky
Misty taste of moonshine, teardrop in my eye

Country roads, take me home
To the place I belong
West Virginia
Mountain mamma, take me home
Country roads

I hear her voice in the morning hour she calls me
Radio reminds me of my home far away
Driving down the road I get a feeling
That I should have been home yesterday, yesterday

That Time The Eagles Had A Hit Song About The Eucharist

As the Freemasonic grand plan continues to unfold before our very eyes, I find it hard to make a “rah-rah” post for the 4th of July, because… Freemasons.

But, I do certainly hope that one and all are enjoying yummy bacon cheeseburgers, slightly burnt hotdogs, potato salad, decent beer, and most of all, good times with family and friends.

In wanting to post something edifying, and yet very American, how about The Eagles?  I heard the “elevator muzak” version of this song playing in a public place on Monday night, and as the lyrics zoomed through my head, I realized that this is one of those songs that can TOTALLY be heard through the ears of faith, specifically about The Eucharist.  The bridge seems to be referencing Calvary directly.  Lyrics below, and if it is our voice, that is, the voice of the faithful, the lyrics are left in black, and if it the voice of Our Lord singing to His Church, the lyrics are in red.  It can easily be heard as a beautiful dialogue.  Enjoy.

I was standing
All alone against the world outside.
You were searching
For a place to hide.
Lost and lonely
Now You’ve given me the will to survive.
When we’re hungry, Love will keep us alive.

Don’t you worry
Sometimes you’ve just gotta let it ride.
The world is changing
Right before your eyes.
Now I’ve found You
There’s no more emptiness inside.
When we’re hungry, Love will keep us alive.

I would die for you,
Climb the highest mountain.
Baby, there’s nothing I wouldn’t do.

Now I’ve found You,
There’s no more emptiness inside.
When we’re hungry, Love will keep us alive.

I would die for you,
Climb the highest mountain.
Baby, there’s nothing I wouldn’t do.

I was standing
All alone against the world outside.
You were searching
For a place to hide.
Lost and lonely
Now You’ve given me the will to survive.
When we’re hungry, Love will keep us alive
When we’re hungry, Love will keep us alive
When we’re hungry, Love will keep us alive

When we’re hungry, Love will keep us alive.

July: Month of the Most Precious Blood of Jesus

Most Precious Blood of Life Eternal, price of sinful man’s redemption, by whose saving streams the thirst of souls is quenched, and their stains are washed away, Thou Who dost plead the cause of man before the throne of infinite mercy, from the depths of my heart I adore Thee and desire, as much as lies in my power, to make atonement for the injuries and insults that are constantly offered Thee by mankind, and especially by those who rashly dare to blaspheme Thee. Who will not bless and praise this Blood of infinite value? Whose soul would not be inspired with love for Jesus Who shed It all for us? What would be my fate, had I not been redeemed by this Divine Blood? And what drew Thee from the veins of my Savior even to the last drop? It was love! O boundless love, which has given us this saving balm! O priceless balm, welling from the fount of immeasurable love! Grant that all hearts and tongues may praise Thee, magnify Thee, and give Thee thanks, now and throughout all ages. Amen.

St. Gaspar del Bufalo, pray for us.

Most Precious Blood of Jesus, have mercy on us.