Monthly Archives: September 2020

Repost by Request: The damnable Catch-22 fruits of the false base premise that “Francis is Pope”: Schism on one side, the flagrant Violation of the Law of Non-contradiction on the other.

The girl who is declaring that she is leaving for the Eastern Orthodox Schismatics (they are Schismatics because they deny the Primacy of Peter in and of itself, not the identity of the Vicar of Christ) gets a response from a Trad Inc. partisan that is a flagrant, egregious, obvious violation of the Law of Non-contradiction: that the principle of unity and thus standard of schism, the Vicar of Christ, Peter and his successors, promised by Christ Himself a supernatural negative protection, confirmed by the infallible ecumenical council Vatican I by the infallible definition of the dogma of Papal infallibility, is SIMULTANEOUSLY the Vicar of Christ with whom all Christians MUST be in union, AND at exactly the same time an apostate. In other words, a thing and its negation. Both A and not A.

A textbook Catch-22. You’re damned if you follow Bergoglio because he is an apostate , AND you’re damned if you don’t follow Bergoglio because “he’s the Pope.”

This is SHEER, UNADULTERATED MADNESS, and this is why the girl is absolutely going to go to the Eastern Orthodox if this irrational lie is not corrected, because she thinks that the truth is what the Trad Inc. partisan says, and thus the girl is convinced that the One True Church is a crock. Because nothing that is built upon a foundation of an obvious violation of the Law of Non-contradiction can possibly be “true”.


True base premises yield coherence, internal consistency, and consilience.

Would someone reach out to the girl shown here declaring that she is going to the schismatic Eastern Orthodox and explain to her that Pope Ratzinger’s putative resignation was canonically invalid twelve ways from Sunday and thus Pope Benedict is the one and only living Pope, and has been since April ARSH 2005? Please. In your fraternal charity. Don’t let this gal be pushed into damnation by these lies. Fight for souls!

Update over the transom from a reader:

Thank you, Ann. You put the truth forward in a simple, short argument. I was one of those who wondered if I should leave.

God bless you


Must-read comment from Mark Docherty’s NonVeniPacem blog.

Full source post here.

This comment by James Andrew Dunn, reprinted here in full, needs to be widely distributed and absorbed. -AB

Once upon a time in the 1980s, “television evangelists” were part of the American landscape. To their credit, they and their pentecostal congregations were reliable conservatives who voted the right way and, while they not-so-secretly despised the Catholic Church, they were awkward allies in staving off dangerous legislation that would have brought on America’s demise much, much earlier. What does this have to do with the subject of Mark’s post here? Consider the following…

1. The television evangelists of that time (Jim Bakker, Oral Roberts, Jimmy Swaggart, Robert Tilton, etc.) gained their audiences with the (protestant/pentecostal) Bible and its teachings. But… in no time at all, they all evolved quickly into 90% fundraising operations. Every time you tuned in, the message increasingly was “give us money, give us money, give us money.” In the case of Oral Roberts he even said God would “call him home” if he didn’t raise X amount of funds by a certain date. Sadly, a lot of people did not see the warning signs and gave away much of their hard-earned funds to these charlatans.

2. One by one starting around 1987 or so, scandals broke and so did their (fake) ministries. Those who contributed financially to these scoundrels had no return on their investment and were betrayed. But that was not the worst of it…

3. After the aforementioned pentecostal megachurches and their television evangelists fell from grace, there emerged a new force to replace them… If I may borrow from Ann B, the “super-fun rockband church.” The difference was that the focus of these new “churches” was and is to this day, not-so focused on Christianity but rather on feeling good, social justice and coming together on Sunday in the auditorium to listen to some electric guitars and keyboard perform against light shows and in-between motivational speeches. The former pentecostal mega-church people flocked here in droves. They did not come into the Holy Catholic Church (not that anyone bothered to try and convert them, but that’s another topic).

4. Today the “moral majority” is all but dead. We had eight years of Barack Hussein Obama and the most anti-Christian administration that was elected and re-elected by the children of those former evangelists who flocked in record numbers to vote for Ronald Reagan. Socialism is favored by an increasing number of clueless young and old alike in this nation, many of whom have been raised as atheist or agnostic by their former Bible-thumping parents and grandparents. I could go on and on but you see how this country has changed both morally and spiritually since the end of the 1980s.

Brining this into a Catholic perspective for 2020, I will say BEWARE of any Catholic news outlet, blog, etc. where “donate now” messages pop up immediately after login and you get stalked by them to donate via email or engagement in any sort of way. Also BEWARE of Catholic lay “media celebrities” who focus their ministries on themselves rather than Christ. BEWARE of any Catholic whatever group who militantly expresses a venomous desire to destroy the SSPX. Lastly BEWARE of people who are addicted to social media and especially Facebook and Twitter which do nothing but breed anger, narcissism and stupidity. YOUR CATHOLIC FAITH IS IN DANGER if you allow yourselves to be hooked by such people.

OH, We’re ALL Inigo Montoya now, folks. “MY NAME is Inigo Montoya, you killed my Church Militant, you sonofabitch….”

As if there weren’t enough reasons to love The Princess Bride, add the fact that Inigo Montoya bears a suspiciously striking resemblance in name and deed to the young Inigo López de Loyola. Ignatius is the Latinized form of the Castillian-Basque name Íñigo.

St. Ignatius founded, of course, the Jesuit Order, which ceased to exist long, long ago. Sadly, there is a sodomite organization dedicated to the satanic-Freemasonic agenda of destroying the Church which has fraudulently co-opted the Jesuit name. We fantasize about the day that St. Ignatius appears, and has this exchange with the proverbial “Count Rugen”:

Inigo Loyola: Offer me money.

Count Rugen: Yes.

Inigo Loyola: Power too. Promise me that.

Count Rugen: All that I have and more. Please.

Inigo Loyola: Offer me everything I ask for.

Count Rugen: Anything you want.

Inigo Loyola: I want my Church back, you son of a bitch.

Repost by Request: While Trad, Inc. Peddles Hopelessness and Despair, and Openly Flirts with Schism and Apostasy, Let Me Show You Something That Will Fill You With Hope and Confidence

The heavens shew forth the glory of God, and the firmament declareth the work of His hands…

Caeli enarrant gloriam Dei, et opera manuum ejus annuntiat firmamentum…

It is truly pathetic to witness Trad Inc. types going on social media and publicly pronouncing their hopelessness, despair, and flirtation with schism and apostasy like some sort of perverse badge of honor, to the scandal of the very people that they incessantly beg money from.  What a truly shallow faith, much less prayer life such people must have to honestly believe for one second that a bunch of slack-jawed imbecile sodomites have God Almighty on the ropes, and that Christ Jesus is simply powerless to do anything to stop them.  Hence the despair and flirtation with schism (“maybe the Eastern Orthodox are right, guys…”) and apostasy that we are now seeing creep into Trad Inc.  If they actually believe their own public rhetoric, then they are at least FLIRTING with the notion that Christ is NOT divine – and thus… no Church, and no God.  “Might as well sleep in on Sundays…” as they say.

I have been asked to what extent my faith has been shaken by the events of the past seven years. That’s easy:


Not only that, but I am MUCH stronger and more robust in the daily practice of the Faith than I was before the Bergoglian Antipapacy.  More Mass, confession, daily prayer, devotions, a MUCH deeper utilization the Rosary, and a much deeper appreciation of and trust in the Divine Providence and especially the PERFECTION of the Divine Providence.

Furthermore, there is absolutely NOTHING, and I mean NOTHING that Antipope Bergoglio OR any of his minions could do that would scandalize me in the least.  Think about it.  Antipope Bergoglio is basically just a criminal.  He has ZERO to do with the Petrine See.  Therefore, there is NOTHING he could ever do that would scandalize me.  And the same goes for all of those revolting faggot apostates in Rome, busily constructing the Antichurch, just as THE MOTHER OF GOD WARNED US WAS ABOUT TO HAPPEN on several occasions.  Not to mention one or two explicit warnings in Holy Scripture, namely Daniel chapter 11, Matthew chapter 24, Mark chapter 13, Luke chapter 21, and the entirety of St. Paul’s Second Letter to the Thessalonians.

Not only does none of this shake my faith in the least, it FORTIFIES AND STRENGTHENS IT to see prophecy being fulfilled, to see the Petrine See and the Pope (Benedict XVI) remain so BIZARRELY VISIBLE, and that even Antipope Bergoglio passively testifies regularly to the fact that he is not and never has been the Pope (refuses to wear Papal regalia, refuses to live in the Apostolic Apartment or use the Papal villas in Castel Gandolfo and in the Italian Alps, only referred to himself as “the Bishop of Rome”, sometimes refuses to give the Apostolic Blessing, waves instead of blessing, refuses to answer the Dubia (because it is for the POPE to answer Dubia), to declare himself “the one who may go down in history as having schismed the Church (it is ontologically impossible for the Pope to schism the Church since the Pope is himself the principal of unity which defines schism), refuses to let people kiss his ring, renewed his Argentine Passport as “Jorge Bergoglio”, takes consistories before Pope Benedict for his blessing, etc, etc, etc.

But, if you get tunnel vision and start to feel as though Antipope Bergoglio and his Sodo-masons are winning, and Christ is helpless against them, let me turn your attention to the skies.  Specifically, to the constellation that most of us first learned to identify as children: The Big Dipper.

The Hubble Space Telescope took a picture several years back of a tiny spot of space in the Big Dipper constellation that is called “The Hubble Deep Field.”  Astronomers chose the little patch in the Big Dipper because it appeared to be relatively “empty”.  They resolved that they would train the Hubble Telescope of this tiny patch just above the handle of the Big Dipper, do a super-long exposure, and just see what turned up.  A pure experiment.

Well, what turned up was jaw-dropping in its majesty, beauty, and enormousness. Every “dot” in this image, with one exception, is an entire galaxy. None of this had ever been seen before, because only a telescope with Hubble’s power, in orbit beyond the earth’s atmosphere, AND with a super-long exposure of 140 HOURS could possibly see THIS:

No one had ever, ever, ever seen or could possibly have seen any of this until the Hubble Deep Field exposure was taken.

God made ALL of that, and sustains all of it.  And that is just one teensy-tinsey patch of space, limited by the capabilities of the Hubble Telescope.

Now, to the truly important part.  God made that – all of that exists – FOR US. We are the ONLY REASON any of that exists.  We human beings are the only corporeal rational intellects in the entire universe.  It is us, angels and demons, and the Trinity. What mankind has just recently taken to calling “space aliens” are either explainable phenomena or DEMONS. There are no space aliens.  It’s just us.  And not just for humanity as a generalization did He make those galaxies, but He made them for US RIGHT NOW TODAY and henceforth, because we are the first living human beings who could see them.

In prayer over the past few days thinking about the Divine Providence, it occurred to me that the Hubble Telescope, and the technological advances that we see today, seem to have the purpose of showing to us God’s infinitude and omnipotence SPECIFICALLY IN THIS HOUR IN WHICH HE APPEARS TO THE EYES OF THE WORLD AND HIS ENEMIES AS HELPLESS.

Look at the image above and tell me more about how God is just totally whipped, hamstrung and flummoxed by a bunch of apostate fags.  Seriously. Do we honestly believe that the likes of Jorge Bergoglio, Walter Kasper, Coccopalmerio, Paglia, and all the rest of these demon-fag idiots have God beat?  Nevermind lucifer and the demons.

The question must be asked, just WHO EXACTLY do we think Jesus is?  While the Triune Godhead can obviously never be grasped (He wouldn’t be God if we could totally intellectually apprehend Him), it seems to me that spending time with Him in prayer, and just THINKING about Him, and cultivating a… wait for it… PERSONAL RELATIONSHIP with Him would sure help in disabusing oneself of any notions that He is NOT infinite, NOT omnipotent and NOT totally, completely, 100% in control of absolutely everything, and that EVERYTHING that is happening He WILL cause greater good to come from.

Go outside some clear evening this week, look up to the North and find the Big Dipper.  Look just above the handle.  Think about the patch of space that appears totally black to your naked eye, and then remember what we know and have seen is actually there.  When you’re feeling incredibly small, and the universe incomprehensibly big, then think about the fact that the selfsame God who made, sustains, and in His Providence allowed us to make a machine that could reveal His Majestic Infinitude to you is infinitely concerned with you, has every hair on your head numbered, and is DESPERATELY doing everything He can to get you to accept dwelling inside of Himself, in infinite, endless love, for all eternity.  It’s why He made you – so that He could love you, and you could love Him back.

It is why He incarnated and went to the Cross and died.  He did it for you.  And not only that, but He loves you so much, speck that you are, but rational intellect made in His image and likeness in your ability to LOVE, that you are, that He gave us His Holy Church and the Mass such that He would go through His entire passion and death for you and you alone AS MANY TIMES AS YOU GO TO MASS IN YOUR LIFE.  That’s the same God who made and sustains the universe. Same (Divine) Person, y’all. Exact same.


It’s why He made the galaxies in the patch of space just above the handle of the Big Dipper that you are looking up at, and can’t see with your naked eyes.  BUT you CAN see what is there today because of the Hubble Telescope.  He wants us to see, and I daresay He wants us to see precisely because He seems so hidden to the world.  But not to us.  Not with the eyes of faith.  Not with the eyes of love.  Let’s look at the rest of Psalm 18:

Unto the end. A psalm for David. [2] The heavens shew forth the glory of God, and the firmament declareth the work of his hands. [3] Day to day uttereth speech, and night to night sheweth knowledge. [4] There are no speeches nor languages, where their voices are not heard. [5] Their sound hath gone forth into all the earth: and their words unto the ends of the world.

[6] He hath set his tabernacle in the sun: and he, as a bridegroom coming out of his bride chamber, Hath rejoiced as a giant to run the way: [7] His going out is from the end of heaven, And his circuit even to the end thereof: and there is no one that can hide himself from his heat. [8] The law of the Lord is unspotted, converting souls: the testimony of the Lord is faithful, giving wisdom to little ones. [9] The justices of the Lord are right, rejoicing hearts: the commandment of the Lord is lightsome, enlightening the eyes. [10] The fear of the Lord is holy, enduring for ever and ever: the judgments of the Lord are true, justified in themselves.

[11] More to be desired than gold and many precious stones: and sweeter than honey and the honeycomb. [12] For thy servant keepeth them, and in keeping them there is a great reward. [13] Who can understand sins? from my secret ones cleanse me, O Lord: [14] And from those of others spare thy servant. If they shall have no dominion over me, then shall I be without spot: and I shall be cleansed from the greatest sin. [15] And the words of my mouth shall be such as may please: and the meditation of my heart always in thy sight. O Lord, my helper, and my redeemer.

Folks, Christ is NOT being defeated by anyone.  Everything that is happening is happening totally and completely within the Divine Providence, and God will cause superabundant good to come out of these evil days.  Do NOT doubt this for one second.

I highly recommend watching this video on the Hubble Deep Field.  It is impressive.

And since I know many will ask, what do we make of these notions of things being billions of light-years away?

First, have you considered that the universe could be expanding away from us at FASTER than the speed of light? The speed of light is a bound only within space time. But the universe is expanding “into nothing”, and therefore the speed of that expansion is NOT bounded by the speed of light. Pretty cool, eh?

Additionally, how old was Adam when God created him?  Did God create Adam as a fertilized egg, or as an adult human?  It’s the same with the universe.  God created the universe FOR US, and thus EVERYTHING about the universe is specifically tuned for our benefit and perception, including the light that we see (that light is part of creation, yes?), and even the red-blue shifting of that light.  In other words, God created the universe “already adult”, like Adam and Eve.  He’s God.  He can do absolutely anything He wants.  He’s not limited in any way.  God’s pretty smart, and tends to not miss a trick. Stick with Him, and He’ll teach you a thing or two.

I hope this helps!


A very anti-Diabolical Narcissism song. Has been one of my favorites for decades… Another clandestine Neil Diamond hit….

I thought love was only true in fairy tales
Meant for someone else but not for me
Love was out to get me
That’s the way it seemed
Disappointment haunted all of my dreams
Then I saw her face, now I’m a believer
Not a trace, of doubt in my mind
I’m in love, and I’m a believer
I couldn’t leave her if I tried
I thought love was more or less a giving thing
Seems the more I gave the less I got, oh yeah
What’s the use in tryin’
All you get is pain
When I wanted sunshine I got rain
Then I saw her face, now I’m a believer
Not a trace, of doubt in my mind
I’m in love, I’m a believer
I couldn’t leave her if I tried
What’s the use of trying
All you get is pain
When I wanted sunshine I got rain
Then I saw her face, now I’m a believer
Not a trace, of doubt in my mind
I’m in love, I’m a believer
I couldn’t leave her if I tried
Then I saw her face, now I’m a believer
Not a trace, of doubt in my mind
Now I’m a believer, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Now I’m a believer
Then I saw her face
Now I’m a believer
Not a trace, of doubt in my mind

19 Years Ago. A cross-post from Oakes Spalding, aka Mahound’s Paradise

I’m not a huge poetry person outside of Holy Scripture. But this poem posted by my friend Oakes Spalding, currently at ground zero in Chicago, merits a repost. The author, Leslie Fish, posted by Oakes, is one of those people that we should all be busting our humps to get into the Church. Proselytize. Proselytize. Proselytize. Pray. Pray. PRAY.

Oakes’ blog is HERE. It is called “Mahound’s Paradise” and as you can tell, Oakes has been a manly soldier in the fight against the musloid political system since WAY BACK. It is well worth a bookmark. I’m trying to convince him to get off of social media, so I’ll not publicise his presence there, here. Just blog, Oakes. You will be heard there.

Remember those people nineteen years ago woke up that morning either for a totally normal Tuesday at the office, or of taking a totally normal flight.

Within hours they were choosing “jump or burn” or “crash this plane to save Washington.”

As I just typed the “crash this plane to save Washington” I just teared-up.

Those people gave their lives to save… what… what. What. WHAT.



Flight 93″

by Leslie Fish

She took off from Newark on a warm autumn day,
With forty-five travellers and crew.
They all were unarmed at the will of the law;
Security passed them all through.
An hour into flight-time, four Arabs jumped up —
Two Ahmeds, Ziad and Sa’eed —
Announced a hijacking and waved knives around
(Razorblades, box-knives and steak-knives they’d found),
And a box that they swore was a bomb up and down;
They thought that was all they would need.
Flight 93 no more will fly.
Dead on the ground or dead in the sky:
You might not survive, but at least you can try.
Stand up and bring the ship down.

CeeCee the stewardess had a cell-phone,
And called up her husband to say:
“The plane has been hijacked. We’ll do as we’re trained;
Be quiet and humbly obey.
They’ll dicker for money or some social cause.
The government surely will pay.
They’ll put us out somewhere and leave with their score,
Or maybe police will come catch them and more.
That’s always the way this has been done before.
With luck, I’ll be home in a day.”

Flight 93 no more will fly.
Dead on the ground or dead in the sky:
You might not survive, but at least you can try.
Stand up and bring the ship down.

Next was Mark Bingham, who had a phone too,
And used it to call up his Mom.
He said they’d been hijacked by “three foreign men”
Who had knives and said they had a bomb.
But some of the passengers plotted, he said,
To take back the plane as it flew.
“But first tell me, Mom, is it true what they say?
That three other airplanes were hijacked today,
Flown straight into buildings and blew them away?”
His mother cried, and said: “It’s true.”

Flight 93 no more will fly.
Dead on the ground or dead in the sky:
You might not survive, but at least you can try.
Stand up and bring the ship down.

Jeremy Glick called his wife on the phone,
And told of the bomb and the knives.
He said: “If these stories we’re hearing are true,
We might as well fight for our lives.”
His wife told him: “Yes, the World Trade Center’s hit,
And maybe the Pentagon too.”
He left the phone hanging, then came back and said:
“We’ve nothing to fight with, and may wind up dead,
But we’ve voted to stand up and fight them instead,
And we might keep them from getting through.”

Flight 93 no more will fly.
Dead on the ground or dead in the sky:
You might not survive, but at least you can try.
Stand up and bring the ship down.

Thomas Burnett phoned his wife several times,
Reporting the course of the fight.
He said: “One man’s been stabbed, and we can’t reach the cockpit,
But somehow we’ll alter the flight.
We’ve guessed that the target is likely the White House,
And if we fail, we’ll surely die.
We’ve nothing to fight with except our bare hands,
But we’ll keep on trying until the plane lands
One way or the other. We’ve taken our stand.
My darling, I love you. Goodbye.”

Flight 93 no more will fly.

Dead on the ground or dead in the sky:
You might not survive, but at least you can try.
Stand up and bring the ship down.

Jason the pilot could hear the whole tale.
He’d signaled as well as he could.
He saw that the terrorists still held the cockpit —
And one way to stop them for good.
He watched while the passengers battled and died,
And knew that no help would be found.
The guard was distracted. Just one chance to win.
There’s one case where suicide isn’t a sin.
He weighed all his chances. He said: “Auger in!”
And drove the ship into the ground.

Flight 93 no more will fly.
Dead on the ground or dead in the sky:
You might not survive, but at least you can try.
Stand up and bring the ship down.

Flight 93 hit the ground at full speed,
And no one aboard her survives.
But the White House still stands, and a few thousand folks
Can thank those aboard for their lives.
There’s no guarantee, when the Bad Guys come in,
That they won’t kill you all to a man.
So when some fanatics are out to have fun,
There’s nowhere to hide and there’s nowhere to run.
Then pray that the law lets you carry a gun,
But fight back however you can.

Flight 93 no more will fly.
Dead on the ground or dead in the sky:
You might not survive, but at least you can try.
Stand up and bring the ship down.

Mailbag: Like Minds

Dear Ann,

I too had a startling experience with a complaining mother in a meeting. Parents like myself had been summoned  to our local Catholic High School for an urgent discussion on an unprecedented problem afflicting our girls: cyberbullying. There were many experts. There were many parents.

One tearful mother stood up to give her terrible story of how viciously her thirteen year old was tormented by phone texts. It was so bad, she said, that it caused her child to start cutting herself. She found her daughter passed out in a blood spattered bathroom with a pair of scissors lying next to her limp hand. Ambulance, hospital, stitches, medication, psychiatrist, psychologist, all ensued.

The experts nodded solemnly. The parents leaned over in consolation  and  congratulated her for her courage in speaking. I stood up, and for the first time ever  in a meeting, I spoke.

“ As a mother I am appalled by the terrible suffering your daughter has endured. And I can see how concerned you are. But I have good news. I can save her. Right now. Right here. Give me her phone and will crush it to smithereens under the heel of my shoe. Problem solved.”

She replied, with near unanimous support, expert and parental, “ How could you be so cruel? I could never do that to my child.”

 I paid the price for that interjection in the years that followed by being derided, mocked and excluded. My daughter didn’t. She survived, unscarred, and thrived.

With love,