I think we need to start offering at least a little psychological solace. Music having charmes to soothe the savage whatnot… Just for the hell of it, I’m adding a page purely for the pastoral care of our readers. What our contributors are listening to to avoid going completely insane as they write about all this. Also, stupid stuff from YouTube just to cheer everyone up. Here’s a few of my pics just for fun:

Yes, another Roundup… because quite frankly, I just can’t keep up. I’m just one person, right? I just noted on Facebook what a deep feeling of relief and satisfaction I have been experiencing whenever I’ve been able to close a tab. Every morning there is a new set of utterly outrageous novelties, heresies and horrors coming out of that Aula in Rome, and ten or fifteen more tabs to add to the ones that I wasn’t able to get around to yesterday.

“What, this little thing? Just something I threw on…” St. Maximilian Kolbe on the plans by Freemasons to infiltrate the Church: [All H/Ts to our friends at the Lepanto Institute.] Who was he to judge? “These men without God find themselves in a tragic situation. Such implacable hatred for the Church and the ambassadors of Christ on Earth is not in the power of individual persons, but of a systematic activity stemming in the final analysis from Freemasonry.

œ So here I am with a nice cold glass of wine, for although today’s news was not vodka-worthy, vino seems in order. I first got that sensation when the little group reports came rolling out, and I saw that the great, the magnificent, the presumably very brainy Cardinal Pell was in charge of the group – Little Anglo Circus A – that recommended the following words of Pope Francis:

“Yeah… hatecher guts…” “Back atcha.” The Mayor of Rome just resigned. Ignazio Marino was the socialist who replaced the more or less decent Alemanno a couple of years ago. As a crazed social progressive militant expansionist, I’m among those who are not the least bit sorry to see him go. And neither are the Romans, who have got a bit fed up with being trapped on subway trains that don’t move for an hour while they swelter in 35 degree heat on un-airconditioned cars.

A friend comments: When the Faith is proclaimed, a German bishop cries: As well they should. They’ve overplayed their hand. They should have settled for the continuing, incremental slide into indeterminancy, but Pope Francis (wittingly or unwittingly) drew them out from their cultural cover. Check the old story of the “feigned retreat” at the Battle of Hastings. Now that it’s open warfare, they lose. Or as a Roman Emperor was once rumoured to have said, “Let all the poison that lurks in the mud hatch out.

Just trust us. We know what we’re doing. Pope Francis to Synod Fathers: beware the “hermeneutic of conspiracy” I wonder how that went down… To which conspiracy theory is His Holiness referring? Let’s face it there are half a dozen theories doing the rounds. 1. The ever-present whiff, or is that “smoke,” of Freemasonry among ringleaders of the heterodox that seems could be causing such a “bad smell” in the German language group, that they had to move rooms today?

Are you really married? How should I know? Let’s not get bogged down by a lot of disjointed doctrines and little petty rules…Who are you to judge? Eh? No? ~ The reason why I say that the September 8th Motu Proprio is the de facto abrogation of the Sacrament of Marriage is the fact that it inverts the presumption about ALL marriages from a presumption of validity to a presumption of nullity.

So that we don’t get too insular in our little traddy-waddy bloggy-wog, I thought I would phone up my old theology school chum Rosita. Rosita sat beside me in Eschatology class. If I remember this correctly, she gave apples to all the professors and quoted widely from them in her essays, proving how right they were about everything. She tailored her theological heroes to theirs, too. if it was Monday, she was a Thomist, but if it was Tuesday, Bonaventure was king.

They started at once, and went about among the Lotus-eaters, who did them no hurt, but gave them to eat of the lotus, which was so delicious that those who ate of it left off caring about home, and did not even want to go back and say what had happened to them, Know also this, that, in the last days, shall come dangerous times. Men shall be lovers of themselves, covetous, haughty, proud, blasphemers, disobedient to parents, ungrateful, wicked, Without affection, without peace, slanderers, incontinent, unmerciful, without kindness, Traitors, stubborn, puffed up, and lovers of pleasures more than of God: Having an appearance indeed of godliness, but denying the power thereof.