Thursday, April 30, 2009

We Will Hold The Line

So, this is what the bastard children of the West are telling those who remain faithful....

Modernize, or die.

However, here is what I will say to them.

Before there were Obama and Lagman, there was Caesar, from Nero to Diocletian.

We held the line.

Before there were disaffected yuppies leaving us over their lattes, there was Julian the Apostate.

We held the line.

Before there was Bishop Spong and his horde of tiny heretics, there were Arius and Nestorius.

We held the line.

Before there were disaffected preachers' daughters predicting our end, there were Luther, Calvin, and Henry VIII.

We held the line.

Before there were pedophile priests and weak-kneed bishops, there were Constantinople and Avignon.

We held the line.

Before there were LGBT bullshit, womyn "priests" and artificial contraception, there were druids, human sacrifice and Moloch.

We held the line.

Before there was modernization, there was Napoleon.

We held the line.

Before there was the desecration of marriage, the destruction of the nuclear family, the bastardization of art and the qualitative reduction of the worth of human life, there was the Dark Ages with the Barbarians at the gates.

We held the line.

And finally...

Before we "bled" members due to our fidelity, we bled actual blood for our faith.

And We. Held. The. Line!

So, join that myopic chorus calling for our end, you faithless vermin. Swell your ranks with the delusional followers of the Almighty Imperial Self. We have weathered every storm and have made the most grievous of errors. And yet, when all the women's studies departments and all the pride parades and all the abortion clinics are but dust and shadows, we will still be holding processions over their crumbling remains. Heaven will outlast you. We will outlast you.

Our "we" extends from two thousand years of saints, sinners and angels, to eternity and beyond. Our divisions are legion, and command heights you can only dream of in that box you have trapped yourselves in. To whom and when does your "we" extend? To Britney Spears and Alfred Kinsey? To Voltaire and his own panglossian naivete? And you purport to tell us that unless we join your turgid little circle, we will be destroyed? We have seen the worst, and you and your petty "research" have said nothing the demons we have walked over in God's good grace have not already said.

We will hold the line.

It may seem increasingly apparent that this is turning in a sort of "Catholic" blog. But, I don't care for the perception. Some things are worth losing street cred over.

Like redemption.







Sunday, April 26, 2009

Proof That the Nobel Committee is Utterly Insane

They passed over Irena Sendlerowa, a true heroine who saved 2,500 lives during the Holocaust, and gave the Peace Prize to Al fucking Gore.

So, a martyr for the common good gets set aside so these morons can honor the world's greatest professional gasbag.

These were also the same people who would not give Pope John Paul II the award due to his views on contraception and abortion, but would hand it on a silver platter to a genocidal Yasser Arafat.

Fuck the Nobel Peace Prize. As far as prizes go, few have become so worthless, so fast.

Saturday, April 25, 2009

The New Ecological Pantheism

What happens when man deifies Earth?

He screws other men over.

For these ecological types, Hitler should've widened the net.

Shoot an environmentalist. It'll make you feel better.


Tuesday, April 21, 2009

2016: Time to Migrate

Because fucking Kris Aquino is thinking of running for office on that year. And, considering the infectious stupidity that runs through my native populace, I shudder in terror. She just might win.

























Just change the date to 2016, and we're good.

Monday, April 20, 2009

YouTube - Susan Boyle - Singer - Britains Got Talent 2009




Simon Cowell's reaction is pretty much my own. Simply amazing. Te deum laudamus.

Proof of Divine Justice in The World

That is what this woman is. Underneath that aged, visually unappealing shell, Divine Providence had hidden a spark so vigorous and beautiful, and its bursting forth is a harsh indictment on our inability to see and recognize that spark in ourselves and others. Susan Boyle is a living light in our dark age of shallow cynosures and egotistical auteurs. God bless her, and may there be more like her.