Starting Wednesday Off Right: St. Anthony Called It 800 Years Ago

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.

“Men will surrender to the spirit of the age. They will say that if they had lived in our day, faith would be simple and easy. But in their day, they will say, things are complex; the Church must be brought up to date and made meaningful to the day’s problems.”
-St. Anthony of (???????)

UPDATE:

Aw, poor St. Anthony.  It seems that the quote above, awesome as it is, is probably apocryphal.  It is either non-attributed, or maybe perhaps a paraphrase of something St. Anthony the Abbot said.  Either way, here is another quote from St. Anthony of Padua that we can be sure of:

“The Creator of the heavens obeys a carpenter; the God of eternal glory listens to a poor virgin. Has anyone ever witnessed anything comparable to this? Let the philosopher no longer disdain from listening to the common laborer; the wise, to the simple; the educated, to the illiterate; a child of a prince, to a peasant.”

Princessing Ain’t Easy, Y’all.

And the LORD their God will save them in that day as the flock of His people; for they are as the stones of a crown, sparkling in His land.
-Zechariah 9: 16

Her Serene Highness the Tiny Princess, holding court today in the throne room at Schloss SuperNerd, wearing her crown, designed and fabricated by her older sister, the Princess Royal, of gold with twelve points adorned with alternating round cut rubies and pink sapphires.

Starting Tuesday Off Right: St. John of Sahagún 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.

 

“… A preacher must be prepared in his soul to speak the truth, both in denouncing and correcting shortcomings and in praising virtue, to such a point that he is willing in that cause even to face death.”
– Saint John of Sahagún (ARSH 1419 – 1479)

If I Smoked Cigarettes (which I have never, do not, and will never), I’d Be Lighting One Up Right Now…

BillyJeff Blythe (Clinton), a literal son of a whore, just declared the moral norms and standards of forcible rape to be… evolving.

Anybody gotta match?

William Jefferson Clinton, you psychopathic son of a bitch: you forcibly raped Juanita Broaddrick, and probably others, and should spend the rest of your life locked in a super-max cell in total isolation with your demoniac dyke wife.  Maybe then you will repent, enter the Church, make a good confession, and die in a state of grace.  Because Hillary is as close as you can get in this mortal coil to hell.  Jesus Christ is the ONLY WAY to escape eternal, unending torment by that uber-psycho harpy bitch you “married”.

Someone needs to explain to him that the damned torment the damned in hell.  I’m totally serious when I say that this COULD stir sentiments of fear and contrition in even the most depraved soul – as BillyJeff is.

Nothing New Under the Sun: When Dostoyevsky Described Diabolical Narcissism

“The man who lies to himself and listens to his own lie comes to such a pass that he cannot distinguish the truth within him, or around him, and so loses all respect for himself and for others. And having no respect he ceases to love, and in order to occupy and distract himself without love he gives way to passions and coarse pleasures, and sinks to bestiality in his vices, all from continual lying to other men and to himself. The man who lies to himself can be more easily offended than anyone. You know it is sometimes very pleasant to take offence, isn’t it?  A man may know that nobody has insulted him, but that he has invented the insult for himself, has lied and exaggerated to make it picturesque, has caught at a word and made a mountain out of a molehill — he knows that himself, yet he will be the first to take offence, and will revel in his resentment till he feels great pleasure in it, and so pass to genuine vindictiveness.

Fyodor Dostoyevsky, The Brothers Karamazov
Father Zosima to Fyodor Pavlovich Karamazov, father of the brothers Karamazov and Diabolical Narcissist

I have posted this quote before, but it bears revisiting.  A hallmark of the Diabolical Narcissist is the lying – DNs are pathological, facile liars far above and beyond the sorts of lies that most of us tell (“Mmmm! Yes, Aunt Mildred, your Tuna-Jello pie was delicious!”).  DNs will look you in the eye, and with complete earnestness and directness lie through their teeth, and generally with zero remorse or apology ever.  They do not experience the sick feeling in the pit of the stomach, the pangs of conscience that “normal” sinners feel.  This springs precisely from their lack of empathy, their freely chosen lovelessness and thus total indifference to other people qua people. DNs believe themselves to be elite, and thus outside and above the law and any moral constraint, most especially with regards to other people.

One is also reminded by this quote of the islamic political system, a satanic paradigm specifically designed to create Diabolical Narcissists.  Anyone who actually reads the manifesto of the islamic political system, the koran, will instantly realize that the fictional deity called “allah” is actually a proxy for satan.  How?  Because “allah” is described as a “deceiver” and “the greatest deceiver”.  “The Father Lies” if you will.  Lying is a specifically and explicitly mandated part of the islamic political system and culture – the word for it being “taqiyya”.  The musloid political system says that lying, not just to non-musloids, but in pursuit of ANY GOAL, is paiseworthy and virtuous.

As we have discussed previously, one of the primary scandals of lying is how it erodes the capacity for faith, and eventually love, from the person who is lied to.  When a person is constantly betrayed by being lied to, oftentimes a loss of faith is the result, as a self-defense mechanism.  Eventually, this misguided attempt at self-defense devolves into a freely-chosen self-purgation of all love – and VOILA!  A new Diabolical Narcissist is created.  The islamic political system is a veritable DN nursery.  Islamic cultures presume that every interaction is built upon lies and lying, from buying food in the market (and all business transactions) to marriage to parent-child relationships.  All relationships become Machiavellian, precisely because other human beings are considered OBJECTS.

And from this objectification, borne from lying, comes ALL species of sexual perversion.  Only a truly warped mind and soul could actually do the things that sodomites do.  Sodomitical acts IN AND OF THEMSELVES are explicitly hateful and loveless.  There is no way to “lovingly” put a phallus up someone’s rectum or into someones mouth – male or female.  Period.  Full stop.

Finally, Dostoyevsky even describes the Social Justice Warrior Snowflake pathology – the constant SEEKING OUT of “offense”.  This manifests itself today in not just far-leftist insanity, but also in any incapacity to receive correction or instruction, which we see everywhere.  We are reminded of Fr. Ripperger’s description of the generational spirits of demonic oppression, with the spirit of INDOCILITY being the hallmark of the Baby Boomer (hippy) generation, and cumulatively all subsequent generations.  And so, the man who lies to himself concocts entire fictional narratives of offense, often revolving around instruction, correction or critique.  And we wonder why the intellectual life is almost totally dead in the post-Christian west.  We wonder why people today seem incapable of learning, of being totally devoid of any sort of intellectual curiosity, much less of any sort of genuine capacity for conversion.  When instruction and correction are framed as “attack” by default, only stagnation and then profound retrogression result.

There is no clearer cultural example of this today than the post Vatican II – Novus Ordoist Catholic Church.  Banality, primacy of individual conscience, toxic sentimentality, all yielding REBELLION manifesting as a contempt for sacred tradition, beauty, objective truth, and ultimately contempt for the Law, which is nothing less than hatred of God Himself.

If you want to see what the future of the post-Christian west looks like, look at the islamic world.  If you want to know what your great-great grandsons will be, look at the men of the caliphate today – shiftless layabout retards, seeking animal-level sex and the destruction of any who dare call them out of their gutter existence.

“I am offended!”

Most Sacred Heart of Jesus, have mercy on us.

Barnhardt Podcast #052: The Melting of Modern Men from Meek to Mediocre

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In this episode we LOUDLY discuss a recent US Navy investigation which revealed that only 27 of 164 randomly selected, “qualified” officers could carry out their duties without any concerns. While we can guess at the causes for this it’s symptomatic of world-wide slide toward mediocrity and away from manly virtues, meekness being a big one. During this month of the Sacred Heart it would behoove His advice to “Learn of me, for I am meek and humble of heart!”

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Living In A Bubble – Feast of the Sacred Heart of Jesus

(An oldie but a goodie from six years ago….)

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.

LiveInABubble

Most Sacred Heart of Jesus, have mercy on us.

And Now A Word From Ronan Farrow’s Father….

The odds that Woody Allen is Ronan Farrow’s father are just about equal to the odds that I, Ann Barnhardt, am Ronan Farrow’s father.

Sorry, but things like this tend to stick in my craw – very much like the whole notion that Michael Jackson “fathered” those three poor children that he bought and paid for from breeding sows and sperm donors.  Dark-skinned black men (which Jackson very much was) don’t throw silky-haired, blue-eyed, tall-narrow-nosed, lily-white calves. That’s just genetics.  Dominant genes, such as dark skin and, especially, coarse hair, express.  Period. And Woody Allen, a spectacularly physically repellant Jew, doesn’t throw a son that is a dead-ringer clone for Mia Farrow’s lifelong, handsome, on-again-off-again fornication partner.  Don’t pee on my leg and tell me it’s raining.

But I do love a lot of Sinatra’s oeuvre.  Francis sure could sing.  Enjoy “The Way You Look Tonight”. If you ever find yourself in Rivertown hanging out with me, remember that “Francis” in my mind is either St. Francis of Assisi, or Francis Albert Sinatra. There is no third.

Mysteries and Fruits of the Rosary

By request, someone asked if I could just list the Mysteries of the Rosary, and their Fruits.  Of course.

THE JOYFUL MYSTERIES

  1. The Annunciation – Humility
  2. The Visitation – Charity, Love of Neighbor
  3. The Birth of Jesus – Spirit of Poverty
  4. The Presentation of Jesus in the Temple – Obedience, Love of The Law
  5. Finding the Child Jesus in the Temple – Joy at Finding Jesus

THE SORROWFUL MYSTERIES

  1. Our Lord’s Agony in the Garden – Sorrow for Sin
  2. The Scourging at the Pillar – Purity
  3. The Crowning with Thorns – Moral Fortitude, Courage
  4. The Carrying of The Cross – Patience
  5. The Crucifixion and Death of Our Lord on The Cross – Perseverance unto Salvation

THE GLORIOUS MYSTERIES

  1.  The Resurrection – Faith
  2. The Ascension – Hope
  3. The Descent of the Holy Ghost Upon the Apostles and Mary – Love of God, Zeal
  4. The Assumption of Our Lady Into Heaven – Grace of a Happy, Holy, Provided Death
  5. The Crowning of Our Lady as Queen of Heaven – Trust in Mary’s Intercession

People often ask if it is “ok” to also pray the “Luminous” Mysteries that were introduced by John Paul II.  The answer is, sure, as long as you also pray The Rosary. The Rosary, as given to St. Dominic by the Mother of God herself, is certainly not lacking nor incomplete in any way, and is comprised of 150 Hail Marys precisely because there are 150 Psalms, and thus it also acts as proxy for the Psalter. The notion that everything must be “updated”, “changed” and “improved” is an incredibly unhealthy and dangerous mindset.

“The true friends of the people are neither revolutionaries, nor innovators, but traditionalists.” – Pope St. Pius X

Starting Monday Off Right: Speaking of Good and Holy Priests 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.

Sweepy, sweepy….

Today is the feast of a fairly obscure saint, St. Francis Caracciolo, and in re-reading just the little Wikipedia page about him, I was gobsmacked by all of his supremely admirable qualities, so much that I thought to myself, “This guy is the complete package in terms of the priesthood.”

Here are just a few highlights:

  • Upon ordination, St. Francis Caracciolo joined the Confraternity of the White Robes of Justice, a confraternity dedicated to assisting condemned criminals to die a holy death.  What a noble apostolate.  If you would like to read more about the Death Penalty, and it is an essential part of a Catholic society precisely because it affirms the dignity of man, first and foremost the criminal himself, check out this piece that I wrote several years ago after having a Mass said for Jamie Dimon – yes, J.P. Morgan Jamie Dimon. It is no quirk or mistake that the Culture of Death that we live in is stridently against the Death Penalty and seeks to eliminate it, and that the Culture of Life, fully-formed, understands the Death Penalty to be an essential component of any society which confesses Jesus Christ as its Sovereign King.
  • A letter was mistakenly delivered to St. Francis Caracciolo which was actually meant for another man, one Fr. Fabrizio Caracciolo.  In this letter, the sender, a priest in Genoa, was urgently asking that a new religious community be formed by Fr. Fabrizio.  St. Francis Caracciolo, seeing that the delivery was a mistake, still took the letter as a clear communiquė from The Divine Providence, and immediately went to work establishing a new congregation.  Look at the virility and potency on display here.  Today, people refuse to act even when being beaten over the head with sign after sign after sign.  This is due to effeminacy (refusing to do something because it might result in a reduction in earthly pleasure, such as loss of income, prestige, physical comforts, etc.) and sloth (refusing to do something because the task is difficult).
  • One of the pillars of the community St. Francis Caracciolo founded was PERPETUAL ADORATION of Jesus Christ in the Eucharist.  ‘Nuff said.
  • Even as Superior of the order he founded, he insisted upon sharing menial tasks, such a sweeping floors (hence the image above), and washing the dishes.  When a priest displays an unwillingness, refusal, or resentment at having to do menial tasks, this is a huge red flag, and is a prominent manifestation of EFFEMINATE CLERICALISM.  Just as Our Lord worked in St. Joseph’s woodshop, good and holy priests NEVER use their clerical state in order to shirk work, and are happy helpers and leaders by example when it comes to work, especially menial tasks. (This character trait also applies in the secular world.  Good bosses and leaders have no problem doing whatever job needs to be done, no matter how menial, and are eager to do it if they are available and it does not take them away from another duty.)
  • St. Francis Caracciolo loved the confessional, and spent countless hours hearing confessions.  Good priests love the confessional, and not uncommonly refer to it as “the best part of my day”.
  • St. Francis Caracciolo would spend most nights in adoration of Our Lord before the tabernacle, and would often catch a few winks by simply lying down upon the steps of the altar and sleeping at Our Lord’s “feet”, so to speak.
  • He often wept in prayer, constantly repeating the verse from Psalm 68, “The zeal of Thy House hath eaten me up.” When he died, his heart was found to be “burned” inside his chest, with those very words “Zelus domus Tuæ comedit me” branded around it.
  • Very predictably, he was hated by others within the Church for the great success of his Order, and was constantly opposed and calumniated.

St. Francis Caracciolo, pray for priests (!), pray for us.

Lord Jesus Christ, have mercy on us.