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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,


Repost by Request: Linus Van Pelt on Translation Accuracy of the Gloria, and Moral Fortitude

That really is a sweet little clip. The child who voiced Linus had such a quintessentially warm American accent, even down to the little lisp. Magic in a bottle – from the voices to the soundtrack. It was made in ARSH 1965 and stands as a marker of the end of the Christian American culture, only recognized now in retrospect.

Here’s a super-cool observation on this clip that you might not have noticed before.  Note that when Linus gets to the words of the Angels to the Shepherds, “Fear not…”, he drops his security blanket, the motif for his (and our) fears and insecurities, and leaves it on the ground for the duration of his proclamation of The Word of God. Cool, huh?

But, a nit to pick, and a great lesson for all in how important an accurate translation of the Bible is. Most Bibles today read Luke 2:14 as:

“Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace, goodwill toward men.”

The last clause is mangled, as anyone who knows the Gloria in Latin (as one should, because it is said at a plurality of Masses throughout the year) can see.

The Vulgate Latin, which is St. Jerome’s synthesis of the original source texts commissioned by Pope St. Damasus I, triple cross-referenced against each other in Greek, Aramaic and Hebrew in preparation for the eventual setting of the canon of scripture at the Councils of Rome in ARSH 382, and Carthage in ARSH 397, reads thusly:

“…gloria in altissimis Deo et in terra pax hominibus bonae voluntatis”

In English, in the Douay-Rheims translation thus reads:

Glory to God in the highest; and on earth peace to men of good will.

These are two completely different ideas. Radically different. The first translation has peace and goodwill together as co-subjects, as unqualified universals: “peace, goodwill TOWARD men”. The Vulgate clearly has goodwill not as the COMPOUND SUBJECT along with peace, but as the QUALIFIER. To men OF GOOD WILL. Good will isn’t the subject, it is the OBJECT OF THE PREPOSITION.

The Peace of Our Lord is a massively qualified, and extremely rare and precious thing. When the priest says at Mass, “Pax Domini sit semper vobiscum” (The peace of the Lord be always with you), he isn’t just saying “nice things” as filler. This is a profound and precious prayer.

Why would God, in His Perfect Justice, wish good will towards those men who are at war with Him, and thus His Church? Is not the Second Person, God Incarnate in the Manger in Bethlehem, the Judge of mankind? Is not the Baby wrapped in swaddling clothes He who will sort the sheep from the goats? Is He not the One who is come to sift the wheat from the chaff? Did He not say:

“Do not think that I came to send peace upon earth: I came not to send peace, but the sword.”

Cornelius of Lapide says in his commentary on Luke 2:

But all the Latins, and, among the Greeks, Origen, S. Chrysostom, and Cyril, read, and with better reason, for ευ̉δοκία good will, ευ̉δοκίας—of good will, making the hymn consist of two members. For as glory is given to God as to Him who is glorified, so peace is given to men of good will as to those whom the peace of Christ belongs and befits; and in this way the concatenation of the whole sentence hangs better together. The peace on earth cannot be supposed to be other than that which belongs to men of good will.

Oh, but if we are under attack by Freemasonic-Communist-homosexualist infiltrators, pushing their heresies of “universal salvation” and Indifferentism, and we want God reduced to an abstract philosophical construct, an “I’m okay, you’re okay” joke of a deity, an effete, toothless “idea” that is merely an excuse for neo-pagan self-worship and narcissistic performance opportunities, then, by all means, mangle and rearrange the Word of God. As the infiltrators tell their victims, “It doesn’t really matter what the original texts said or did not say – all that matters is what today’s translation means to you . . . “

Luke 2:14 is a quick, easy way to check the veracity of any translation of the Bible. Break yours out and check right now. And then, when you find it incorrectly translated, as you almost certainly will, ask yourself what other verses have been mangled. And then ask yourself what you’re missing in the seven books that Luther removed. Uh-oh.

Then, just GET A DOUAY-RHEIMS and use the Church’s authoritative English translation without fear or worry that you are reading Freemasonic-Communist-homosexualist agitprop.

Have a blessed remainder of Advent.

Say to those who are frightened: Be strong, fear not! Here is our God, He comes to save us.
Isaiah 35: 4
Communion Verse of the Third Sunday in Advent

Addendum over the transom:

Kaneohe Marine Corps Airstation; Oahu, Hawaii circa ARSH 1966

Repost by Request: Living In A Bubble – Feast of the Sacred Heart of Jesus

(An oldie but a goodie from eight years ago… Particularly germane if you are being pressured to continue to patronize clearly overtly satanic businesses like Netflix, etc. ….)

I recently attended a conference about Catholic ethics, and toward the end discussion opened up a bit. An upper-middle class suburban woman (an uber Neo-con Kathy) raised her hand and complained that her 13 year old daughter persistently wanted to dress like Kim Kardashian, I believe the word ”whore” was used, as the daughter has been regularly watching the Kardashian filth on TV and wants to be just like Kim Kardashian, who is, for those of you who do not know, a sociopathic moral degenerate and de facto prostitute and porn star, who is also teetering on the precipice of being mentally retarded.

I tend to keep fairly quiet in venues such as this. If I am not ”the speaker” then it is my job to listen, but since discussion had opened up, I did lean forward and asked this woman why she allowed cable TV into her home in the first place, and why she allowed her daughter to watch evil filth. Some response was made to the effect, ”Well, I can’t control . . . “ at which point I cut her off and told her that she could call and cancel the cable feed this afternoon, at which she bristled and snarled back at me, ”I’m not going to have this discussion. I’M NOT GOING TO LIVE IN A BUBBLE.”

Understand, this woman had no clue who I was, so the bristling and snarling was not because she was intimidated by me – it was an organic response to the thought of taking away her precious Marxist-Sodomite agitporn delivery vector – her precious teevee. She then got up and left.

Had I gone blowtorch on this woman, here is what I would have said:

 Madam, you just raised your hand and volunteered that your 13 year old daughter is emulating as a role model and dressing like a well-known and utterly shameless whore in an effort to elicit sympathy from this group. When I asked you why you simply don’t do the absolute minimum of what any parent should do, namely removing the evil of TV from your home and thus protecting your daughter, you snapped back that you refuse to “live in a bubble.”

Madam, from what little you have told us, it sounds like your daughter, being 13 years old, upper-middle class, living in the United States in 2012, and already EMULATING WHOREDOM, is well on her way to being lost to hell for all eternity. Her soul and psyche are being formed in profound ways, especially now as she is in the throes of puberty, setting up who she will be and the choices she will make for the rest of her life. And you, her mother, refuse to do what is clearly the BARE MINIMUM to stop your own daughter’s descent into the grips of hell, namely eliminating cable TV from your home, because you don’t want to “live in a bubble?”  You would watch your own child be lost to hell before you would go without TELEVISION? Do you realize that in this you are also putting YOUR OWN SOUL at profound risk for eternal damnation?

I don’t know your daughter, and probably never will. I don’t know you, and to be frank, I don’t like you and we will almost certainly never be friends on this earth. BUT, for some reason which I cannot explain, I CARE whether or not you and your daughter go to heaven or go to hell. I am not indifferent to your fate, and am intensely desirous of both of you making it to heaven. In fact, it appears that I care more about the eternal fate of your daughter’s soul than you do. This is charity: not being indifferent to our fellow human beings. (The fruit of the Second Joyful Mystery – the Visitation: love of neighbor) I do not like you, nor am I obliged to, but I am not indifferent to you, which IS my obligation.

Madam, you are the walking personification of the Marxist goal. You are a totally sensuous, self-absorbed person who can only see the world through the prism of your own faux-victimhood, so much so that your self-centered sensuousness even takes precedence over the eternal fates of the souls of your own young children. The last wedge, the wedge between mother and child, has been driven home, and you are the proof of that.

Madam, that “bubble” that you refuse to live in, that “bubble” that simply asks of us that we reject evil, is what the rest of us call “The Sacred Heart of Jesus”, pierced and burning with love for you, your daughter and everyone else. But, if you don’t want to live in that ”Bubble”, then I can promise you Sister, YOU WON’T. EVER. If you find the “Bubble” too boring, too isolating, too embarrassing and too socially awkward; if you hold that “Bubble”, all who dwell in It, all those who seek to dwell in It, and those who are truly desirous of you and your daughter dwelling in It, in scathing contempt, then Madam, I can promise you that you will never, ever have to experience It.


Most Sacred Heart of Jesus, have mercy on us.

UPDATED STRONG: Another Tiny Clue that Masks are a Purely Psychological/Religious Submission Device… No FDA or Any Type of Research or Certification Is Being Done

(Scroll down for update)

This came over the transom, but I’ll write up the point in full, because it is so obviously true, and no one is really picking up on it.

IF masks were in any way efficacious (remembering always that what we are talking about here is A COMMON SEASONAL COLD), then shouldn’t the Food and Drug Administration be all over the testing and certification of masks??

Instead, there is ZERO scientific engagement or REGULATION of something that is ACTUALLY MEASURABLE.  It’s a complete free-for-all.

Hollywood people are wearing CROCHETED masks.  I’m now seeing advertisements for TULLE masks – NOT being sold as satirical protests, but actually sold as “anti-CoronaCold masks”.  And of course, fashion fabric masks emerged almost immediately.  I’ve seen several totally sequined masks in the past week.  It’s absolutely absurd.

And NOWHERE do we see the FDA, who want their fingers in EVERYTHING, who would regulate popcorn farts under the bedcovers if they possibly could, saying a single word about “efficacy”, much less “certifying” anything.

No one, most especially the Powers That Be, care a WHIT about what SORT of face covering the plebs don.  All they care about is the dehumanizing sign of submission to this, the OneWorldCoronaReligion.

Folks, that is indication number one that it has nothing to do with science, and they all know it.  They won’t touch or engage the science of masking because the science is clear and unanimous: masking is not only completely ineffective, it is ACTIVELY HARMFUL.

And THAT is why you will never see an FDA “rating” or “certification” on the Masonic Magic Face Diaper of Submission.




There is another reason the FDA won’t bother to do any trials on the efficacy of face masks, and that is because it’s already been done.  (And now that I think of it, I’ve forgotten how I came across this report, and it may have been by way of your site.  If so, my apologies – if not, well now you have it.)

This CDC article (from May of this year) states very clearly that ten Randomized Controlled Trials done over the last seventy years made it very clear that face masks “did not support a substantial effect on transmission of laboratory-confirmed influenza”.  (That quote from the Abstract – the section on Face Masks goes into a bit more detail, and the second paragraph of that section sums it all up the best.)

And note that this was with “laboratory-confirmed” influenza, not the remote possibility that there might be something scary out there.  So masks are useless against viruses, and the FDA already knows it.


Today’s new term is: FLOCK WORKER’S LUNG. The disease caused by inhaling polypropylene micro fibers… from… you guessed it… Masonic Magic Kleenex Burqas of Dehumanizing Submission

Fascinating paper authored by an east coast M.D., terrified for their career, detailing the total mendacity of the mask agitprop.

Click HERE to read and distribute. The author encourages FULL reposting so long as nothing is edited.

Read up in the last section of this short paper on Flock Worker’s Lung. It’s what you get from constantly breathing in particulate polypropylene fiber – the fine fuzzy coating on all masks.

We all know the mask stuff is a total lie and has exactly ZERO to do with public health, and is a purely RELIGIOUS dynamic.

Yes, that’s right. The mask is a purely RELIGIOUS item. CoronaScam, exactly like islam, is a totalitarian political system masquerading as a religion. This is why people, especially young people, have embraced it with such zeal, and why young people are such enthusiastic mask wearers.

CoronaScam is the working fusion of Freemasonry and islam.

These people have CONVERTED to the CoronaScam One World Masonic Religion. They are essentially the same as jailhouse converts to islam. The mask is their sign of membership in this political religion, and it is your sign of submission to their religion, which they believe to be superior to all others.

The mass apostasy of the west has left a sucking void for religion, which every human heart is built to long for – we long to find God. And God has revealed Himself to us through His One, Holy, Catholic and Apostolic Church.

Young people, many having never had ANY religion at all, and being nearly unanimous in their conscious rejection of the Catholic Faith, are now for the first time in their lives being “religious”. CoronaScam IS THEIR RELIGION.

The fact that the west has apostatized from the ONE TRUE FAITH means that most people, and especially young people, are susceptible to any false religion precisely because the ONE TRUE FAITH is openly regarded as the one faith that is totally false. All false religions are “on the table” as being “a form of truth” EXCEPT the Holy Catholic Faith, which alone is considered completely false. This is no surprise. Total inversion has been prophesied for millennia, including by Our Lord Himself in the Gospels.

Now CoronaScam comes along, with its intense narcissism, anti-morality especially in the form of sexual libertinism, and totalitarian power play, coupled with anti-rites and anti-sacramentals, the submission mask being first among them, and the people desperate to fill the religious void in their souls, having apostatized and sworn hatred of the One True Faith, are easy and zealous converts.

The CoronaScam submission mask is the most obvious and open manifestation of Luciferianism ever seen in human history, I think it is safe to say. If a person can’t see it for what it so obviously is… well. It raises questions.

So let’s finish with a quick list of maladies which the filthy submission masks are causing so far:

Adult acne

Staphylococcus infections of the mouth, throat and lungs

Streptococcus infections of the mouth, throat and lungs

Flock Worker’s Lung

Conjunctivitis (infection of the mucosa of the eye from the redirection of exhalation from the nose to upwards into the eyes)

Chronic fatigue/fogginess/persistent headache

Best $400+ you’ll ever spend. You know what to do. Get after it.

Repost By Request: Diabolical Narcissism As Explained By Doc Holliday

Johnny Ringo: After I’m done with Wyatt Earp, take your Cowboys and finish off Creek Johnson and Texas Jack.  You burn ’em, Ike.  Burn ’em all.

Ike Clanton:  Hell, Johnny, he ain’t even gonna show.

Johnny Ringo:  He’ll show.


Wyatt Earp:  I spent my whole life not knowin’ what I wanted out of life. Just chasin’ my tail.  Now for the first time I know exactly what I want, and who. That’s the damnable misery of it.  What makes a man like Ringo, Doc, what makes him do the things he does?

Doc Holliday: A man like Ringo has a great empty hole right through the middle of him. He can never kill enough, or steal enough, or inflict enough pain to ever fill it.

Wyatt Earp:  What does he need?

Doc Holliday: Revenge.

Wyatt Earp: For WHAT?

Doc Holliday: Being born.