a saint for our times From the blog of the Chelmsford Norbertine fathers: Antwerp was a very large and populated city in which there was only one priest who had the care of all the souls living there. Because of the great multitude, and his constant negligence, he was unable to do so, however. Neither was he trusted, because he had made his niece a partner in his crime by taking her as a carnal companion.

A psychiatrist has given an op-ed to LSN about the “excessive anger” the man everyone calls Francis seems to display all the time towards his predecessors (and towards everyone else.) Here, let me help with that. There’s this thing that malignant narcissists do. It’s called “narcissistic rage,” and it comes in weird, scary bursts whenever someone calls them on their crap or looks like he’s going to see through their web of lies.

Taking a quick little trip over to England to do some meetings. (Someone else is paying! Woot!) Back Wednesday. Here… have some more nuns. ~

Alleluia, alleluia. Give glory to the Lord, and call upon His Name: declare His deeds among the Gentiles. Alleluia. “…the rest laid hands on His servants, and having treated them contumeliously, put them to death. But when the King heard of it, He was angry; and sending his armies, he destroyed those murderers and burnt their city. Then he saith to his servants: the marriage indeed is ready, but they that were invited were not worthy…”

Next time someone accuses you of being “more Catholic than the pope” tell them, the Missouri Synod Lutherans are more Catholic than the pope. ~

… good for what ails ye. Also, bone broth. Lots and lots of bone broth. ~

I missed this one. It’s from March. The thing about Mike is that in real life, he’s actually like this. The guy is hilarious. He looks on what’s going on in the world with wide eyes, but a finely tuned sense of the absurdity of it all. ~

  It’s International Talk Like a Pirate Day… “It’s been celebrated by millions of people on all seven continents – yes, even at the South Pole – and on the International Space Station!” according to the official International Talk Like a Pirate Day website. On Talk Like a Pirate Day, you can walk into a Krispy Kreme shop dressed and talking like a buccaneer, and walk out with a doughnut – without paying.

I think Pope Francis reads this blog! This just in from an Alert Reader: Pope Francis tells new bishops: the world is tired of ‘trendy’ priests {.article-title} _“The world is tired of lying spellbinders and, allow me to say, ‘trendy’ priests or bishops. The people sniff them out – they have God’s sense of smell – and they walk away when they recognise narcissists, manipulators, defenders of their own causes, auctioneers of vain crusades,” he said.

It’s funny that the Irish held the Faith so long and through so much vicious persecution by their occupiers, only to lose it abruptly, starting in 1969. The year the world ended. “Catholics” was a novel published in 1972 about a future Church in which Rome has become the persecutor of the ancient and Holy Faith. They made a movie of it starring a very young Martin Sheen as the faithless priest sent by Rome to shut down the world’s last traditional Mass in Ireland.