Fr Byers: excommunicated heretic? Daring + Paglia to do it.

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Judas is in hell. There, I said it. According to + Paglia, that makes me an automatically excommunicated heretic. For all of us merely automatically excommunicated heretics, that’s not enough. I want my automatic excommunication declared and publicized for all the world to hear. + Paglia has the ear of Pope Francis. Regardless of any Canon Law, declaring my excommunication from on high can easily be forced through. I insist! I entrench! I’m contentious! I’m obstinate. I’m persistent. Do it!

But will + Paglia slit my throat? Pffft. He’s just full of bluster and is a coward and would never do such a thing. He won’t because he knows that if he does, I’ll be able to appeal, which means I’ll be able to defend myself. I happen to have a bit more expertise in these matters, even on a jesuitical level, having degreed out at the Jesuit’s most academic of all their institutions in the world, the Pontifical Biblical Institute in Rome and Jerusalem. I would really enjoy this. I would move to Rome and write a study on this as a response and defense, using all the libraries in Rome, particularly that of the Biblicum. The conclusion of all that will be about the abuse of office of + Paglia throwing around cowardly threats. The conclusion of all that will be about how + Paglia needs to have his heresy and therefore his automatic excommunication declared. Pfft.

But there’s more, much more.

Not that there’s necessarily any connection at all, but I find it striking that + Paglia connects his thoughts about Judas Iscariat being a saint with priests who “accompany” people – holding their hands – people who are in the very act of committing suicide (which accompaniment is scandalous to all involved, sending the wrong message].

To the priest writing this blog, such a connection by + Paglia is stunning because of an incident related to Terri Schiavo [Theresa Marie Schiavo (née Schindler)], who was put to death with the full encouragement of her bishop down in Florida. Remember that? At the time, I sent a message to that Bishop stating the case for Terri and saying that he, the bishop, was clearly a Judas for encouraging her murder. He objected, saying that, after all, he had thought about it. I’m sure Judas also thought about his own part in the murder of Jesus.

I was frantic to save Terri. Having secured cooperation, I had a moral analysis of the case I had worked up before her murder delivered to the moral theologian guy in the Congregation of the Doctrine of the Faith. That analysis was accepted and taken up. But it was too late. Dear Terri was murdered.

For myself, that means I’m on record for such things, and that record in my own file is open, of course, to all prefects, particularly to + Paglia, who would have it front and center when studying assisted suicide, as it would have been sent to his “dicastery” at the time, with comment, and filed under that topic and in my name.

I’ve put myself on the radar with + Paglia much more recently by making comments on his destruction of the Saint John Paul II Institute for Marriage and the Family. See, for instance:

With that remote background, take a gander of these bits of a story on LifeSiteNews worked up by Edward Pentin and reported by Diane Montagna. Read the whole thing there. [my comments]


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Vatican Archbishop says those who say Judas is in hell are heretics and priests may accompany assisted suicidesby Edward Pentin – reported by Diane Montagna

ROME, December 11, 2019 (LifeSiteNews) — In a statement difficult to reconcile with Scripture and Tradition, Archbishop Vincenzo Paglia, President of the Pontifical Academy for Life, has claimed on behalf of the Catholic Church that anyone who says Judas Iscariot is in hell is a heretic.

In an even more disturbing statement, the Italian archbishop also asserted that a priest may legitimately remain at the beside of someone undergoing assisted suicide in order to “hold their hand” and “accompany” them. […]

Archbishop Paglia, who serves as chancellor of the new John Paul II Institute for Marriage and Family Sciences in Rome (and presided over the former institute’s demolition), said  he […] doesn’t believe that “anyone should ever be abandoned.”

[Speaking out of both sides of his mouth, he said:] “We are against assisted suicide because we do not want to do the dirty work of death [only emotion, then, that we have to heroically overcome? Just. Wow.] and because we are all well aware that, for believers, life goes on,” he continued. [So: “What difference does it make?” That’s frightening. That’s the rationalization of a murderer.] “To accompany and hold the hand of those who are dying” is therefore the “great task“ of every believer [Encouraging murder, participating in murder is the great task of every believer?] he said, along with fighting the culture of assisted suicide, which represents “a great defeat for society.” [But go ahead and encourage and assist suicides? This is like Satan talking.

“We cannot turn [assisted suicide] into a wise choice,” he said. [But it’s a choice that must be respected and accompanied and encouraged and assisted according to + Paglia.]

Archbishop Paglia then clarified: “I always celebrate funerals for those who commit suicide, because suicide is always a question of unfulfilled love. We must also remember that, for the Catholic Church, if someone says that Judas is in hell, he is a heretic.” […] [Copyright 1997-2019 LifeSiteNews.com. All Rights Reserved.]


There’s much more extremely worthwhile commentary on real Catholic doctrine and tradition and the teaching of Sacred Scripture and the Fathers of the Church and the great sainted theologians in that magnificent article of LifeSiteNews. Again, go there and read the whole thing.

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Guadalupe procession and dance

Starting the procession with blue light accompaniment above. Then below, passing by the rectory:

You can some singing and instruments in the video above.

After Mass at church there was a bit of dancing…

And a short video of that…

Then there were festivities in the social hall.

Lots of prayers and preaching and confessions and celebrating.

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Our Lady of Guadalupe

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GUADALUPE

Update: at 5:00 am at las mañanitas:

Followed by 6:00 am Mass.

At 4:30 pm procession from end of town to the other.

Then 6:00 pm Mass.

Festivities follow.

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Bleeding Host at my Catholic Parish? Grrr…. [and once again, Grrr…]

This is NOT a bleeding Host. No. Pfft. Imagine the fiasco that would have caused. Here’s a timeline and some important circumstances:

Last Friday, December 6, I personally prepared the chalice for Mass, as always, without exception. I put a celebrant altar bread (a bit larger than those used for the congregation so that it can be seen by the whole church at various part of the Mass) on the paten. A paten is a purpose made small usually gold-plated plate used for some parts of the Mass. I wasn’t paying much attention assembling the chalice, purificator, paten with altar bread, pall, chalice veil, burse with corporal together nicely symmetrically to place on the altar. My bad that I wasn’t paying attention. One should look for defects in the altar bread.

Then it came time for the offertory half way through Mass. That’s when I saw what looked like three reddish smears, like three fingers only slightly wet with a reddish substance that had been smeared across that particular altar bread. That alarmed me, as this would indicate that someone’s whole hand had been soaked in some weird material and that they had purposely smeared their fingers across that altar bread. I mean, it’s so very lightweight, weighing basically nothing, so that a mere touch will move it. Either you pick it up or it moves with you, but you won’t smear it unless you’re holding it purposely in place just for that purpose. Creepy. Brrrr. I immediately took the altar bread back into the makeshift “sacristy” of our tiniest of all parish churches and threw it away in the trash. I was not bleeding at all. I washed my hands anyway. I was creeped out. I got another altar bread from the sealed container in the sacristy fridge (which upon very careful examination, was clean) and brought it out to the altar, put it on the paten, and continued Mass. That was annoying. We get our altar breads through the Poor Clares at the Shrine of the Most Blessed Sacrament in Alabama, good friends. They get them from a national distributor without any packages being opened. We’ve never had a problem. Don’t be scandalized that I threw that altar bread away. It was not consecrated. And there was no Eucharistic miracle.

Successive Masses over the weekend, December 7-8: no problem.

Monday Noon Mass for the Immaculate Conception: In preparing the chalice once again before Mass there was a difficulty. I opened the container in which we keep the celebrant altar breads in the little sacristy fridge and the top altar bread looked just fine. I tried to grab just the top one in the little container. No go. I fumbled a bit with it, and realized that it was stuck to the one below it. Figuring it was just a bit of humidity that had slightly welded the altar breads together I tried to get them apart, and they did come apart. Being curious, I examined them more closely, both sides each. That’s when I saw the red material pictured on that altar bread above.

It looked like some stage blood. Notice the weird coagulation as the color draws together through what must be an oily substance. That’s not how blood works. Real blood would stain the alter bread and then coagulate. Unless it was real blood, just mixed with something else to make it look, you know, vibrant!, alive!, like some oily substance would. At any rate, it doesn’t soak into the bread, but just stays on top.

Again I checked my fingers to see if I was bleeding, and, indeed, I did have some red on my index finger. What a relief that it was just me bleeding, thought I. And, the blood on my finger had the same shape as that longer stain. Great! But then, upon thoroughly washing my hands there was no cut, no bruise, nothing. What had been on my finger had come from that altar bread, not vice-versa. Grrr…

But maybe it was just some red wine that was on my fingers, surely, after putting some wine in the wine cruet. In writing this, I had to do an experiment, going back up to the church campus and into the sacristy and getting an altar bread and putting a couple of drops on it:

The two drops were immediately soaked up and spread out, disintegrating the altar bread into gloppiness, the opposite reaction from the other. I put some red wine on my fingers. I couldn’t even see it. It’s clear when you put it on your fingers, and flows off, not like my experience with this other substance above. I even tried to get some older wine around the cruet stopper. No, nothing.

Because of the difficulty in staining these two altar breads, which I only noticed once on Friday and then once on Monday, and the way they were stained, I just cannot imagine that this was just a sloppy worker of the company which produces these breads. Zero chance of that. And in that case it would all have been long dried. The three fingers thing is just too weird in the Friday incident. That was purposed, malicious. But why?

Imagine if events had played out differently and there’s a near 100% chance that would have been the case:

What if the bright red stain on the more recent Monday incident were on the lower side of the altar bread so that I just placed it on the paten not noticing anything wrong, seeing only the top side with no stain? What if I had gone through the consecration and lifted it up for all to adore, Jesus Himself, as is said throughout the Gospels and Saint Paul? I wouldn’t see anything, just the clean side of the Host, but everyone else would immediately see what they thought was a “bleeding” Host, and they would all gasp and cry out that the Host is bleeding. Mayhem would ensue. “It’s a Eucharistic miracle! It’s a Eucharistic miracle!”

The fraud would have immediately been brought to light, not only because of the logistics of the stains described above, but because the material is clearly not blood, or at least not blood alone. It had not coagulated but was still sticky for very many days (and who knows how many days or weeks before Friday in that container in the fridge), indicating that it’s probably stage-blood. I would have been accused of grave manipulation. The Church would have been discredited not only in this region, but all around. People would have lost sight of Jesus who truly is present, Body, Blood, Soul and Divinity in the Most Blessed Sacrament, as our Lord Jesus Himself said at the Last Supper united with Calvary: This is my Body now being given up for you… in sacrifice, the Chalice of my Blood now being poured out for you… in sacrifice. What a blow to the Church such stage-blood or whatever it was would be. Stage-blood is so very cynical. Demonic, really.

But God will not be mocked. The angels dislike such shenanigans. It’s so deeply offensive to their Creator and ours. I wouldn’t want to be on the bad side of good angels.

Humanly speaking, I’m sure a Federal Court would agree that such a hate crime blatantly violates the free exercise of religion as guaranteed in the Constitution of these United States. Doing such things can put a perp in prison.

UPDATE: So, I was preparing the chalice and paten for Mass the other day, putting, of course, another celebrant altar bread on the paten. I’ve learned to examine the altar breads rather closely these days, and, again I found another stained altar bread, though it’s probably from the same incident described above. It’s just a small stain, with the same red, in the lower left near the center of the altar bread pictured below (the smallness of the stain being why I missed it in my examination of all the altar breads after the incident described above):

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My comment on this is the same as further above: Grrr

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Keto Day 19: Humor for Jabba the Hut

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Being a priest, I was preaching away the other day, perhaps the longest I’ve ever preached in the parish (still under half an hour). At the end of Mass, amidst a few announcements, I apologized for preaching so long, blaming the Keto diet for giving me more energy. The nano-second I said that, someone yelled out from the back:

“Eat more food then!”

Ha ha ha. I opened myself up for that one. But I’ll just be more careful about the length of preaching.

Meanwhile, amidst all the fluster of those not wanting me to be on a diet that works and which I really enjoy (and people really entrench about it, with emotion – which leaves me flabbergasted)… meanwhile, ignoring all that, I’m still making progress. Soon I’ll no longer be Jabba the Hut. And I think that that’s a good thing.

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Immaculate Conception, Mother of the Church Militant in her motherhood

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IVE GENESIS IMMACULATE CONCEPTION CONFERENCE 7 FEBRUARY 2013

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Papacy in tatters! Prayers for Pope?

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One might think that the pontificate of Pope Francis is in tatters. “Pontificates”, as the term is used, is not about the Papacy in se, just about what the results of that particular successor of Peter, the Bishop of Rome, happen to be, regardless of whether or not this is to the credit or disgrace of that individual, who, like the rest of us, soon goes the way of all flesh.

In that mind set, one might not think that the pontificate of Pope Francis is in tatters. All the division and darkness and ranker and confusion and greediness and whatever else one might want to add are thought to be purposed, and of good value. I mean, after all these years, always the same totally anti-Catholic, anti-Christ agenda is at work, always one more thing to kick the faithful in the teeth, to gouge out their hearts and trample them underfoot. Hell… But some want that…

The Papal Flag hanging on the rectory is in tatters. One of the neighbors mentioned it, a non-Catholic. He baited me, asking about it, knowing the answer, that the tattered flag is a symbol of what I think is going on. I told him it will stay until either there’s a pope who’s interested in confirming his brethren in the faith, or Pope Francis does this himself. The tattered flag is, therefore, a symbol of hope. I have not given up.

There are other symbols in front of the rectory.

  • A reminder of Jesus’ good mom and ours is still there. Don’t think she didn’t pray for weak Peter when he denied her own Son three times. Don’t think she doesn’t also pray for this successor of Peter, Pope Francis.
  • There’s also a symbol of just another member of the faithful, Saint Anthony of Padua, demonstrating faith in the fact that any of us can still be a saint any time throughout the history of the Church, that is, including us in our own time. That would mean taking the good example of dearest Mary, would it not, in praying for Peter (and his successors)?

“But Father George! You don’t understand! Pope Francis needs our prayers! Therefore, we can’t pray for him! We would besmirch ourselves and agree with whatever we think his agenda is if we prayed for him! We won’t do it! We won’t do it!”

That’s about the dumbest thing I’ve ever heard. I’ve heard it. A lot.

So, does that mean you also wouldn’t pray for me? I’ve crucified the Son of the Living God with my sin. Without Jesus I am lost forever, going straight to hell, forever. And you won’t pray for me either? Who would you pray for then. Guaranteed, you wouldn’t pray even for yourself.

None of us are worthy of anything. Please, pray for me. I’ll pray for you. And let’s together pray for Pope Francis. Just as I fear the loss of my own soul, I fear for the loss of his soul. He’s very old right now, and really very tired. He’s facing all that he’s done. Perhaps we will see the moment when he repudiates all the rubbish. Do we honestly face all that we’ve done? Will we see the moment when we repudiate all the rubbish we ever done in our own lives? Do we even know what the wounds on the risen Son of the Immaculate Conception mean?

If we had the slightest clue about this, the weight of the glory of God would bring us down to our knees in humble reverence before Him, crushed by the horror of sin and simultaneously in awe of the gracious mercy of God.

On that point of mercy – as I rant along – do we mock mercy as not being conservative enough? It’s still the “in thing” to mock, say, the Divine Mercy chaplet as being damnable pious piffle, isn’t it? Let’s see how it is that mercy is founded on justice:

  • For the sake of His sorrowful passion (that’s justice)
  • have mercy on us and on the whole world (that’s mercy).

Or is there a third part to that prayer that would make it acceptable?

  • except for Pope Francis; just send him straight to hell, you know, God, because I’m the judge of the living and the dead and world by fire.

We all stand before Jesus, looking upon Him whom we have all pierced, as we read in the Book of Revelation, the Apocalypse.

So, I remain hopeful. Life goes on. Justice goes on. Mercy goes on.

Take a hint from the picture above. That bird who built her nest just above the bird feeder did that knowing that any and every kind of even malicious bird would also be at that feeder right next to her nest. And, yes, sometimes optimists get the results they hope for. It’s good to hope. I want to go to heaven. I trust in Jesus. Got hope? Do you trust in Jesus. Do you also pray for Pope Francis? Hail Mary…


P.S. A kind of analogy about persistence in prayer:

Progress is still being made with Keto. Just keep at it. Have hope. Even in the face of opposition, which can be great. I don’t know how many times I’ve had this experience, even with those I thought were friends:

  • Hey! Father George! How’s it going?
  • Great! In fact, I’m now doing the Keto diet and I love it!

And that’s the whole conversation. Some just turn their backs and walk away. Upset. So, I call out to them:

  • What’s wrong?
  • Keto is not what’s to be done. Just eat like everyone else.

And then “the back thing” again.

  • I’ll keep praying for Pope Francis however many friends I lose.
  • I’ll keep doing Keto for the sake of my priesthood on this earth however many friends I lose.

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Pearl Harbor: Lest we forget…

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Flowers for the Immaculate Conception (Saint Joseph Canon ball, edition)

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img-20191116-wa00124725813947784215292.jpgSo, sometimes I go a spell without putting up any flowers for the Immaculate Conceptions. So, sometimes people help me in doing what is most appropriate. These “Canon Balls” as they are nicknamed, now sit before two shrines in India, one to the Immaculate Virgin Mother of God, another to Saint Joseph. That’s the actual flower a priest friend sent in. Generically pictured also is the tree that these grow on. Wonderful. Explosions of flowers. I love that.

Meanwhile, this next year in the Diocese of Charlotte here in North Carolina has been decreed by our great Bishop to be the Holy Year of Saint Joseph.

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Dirección General de Aduanas. Disabuse me of my curiosity please.

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Surely someone just doing a random internet search for Jesus from the main offices for customs in Guatemala? Could be. Probably. That’s it. For sure. Usually Bing and Google and even DuckDuckGo show up in the stats, with or without search terms. “No referring link.” No “Came from.” Nothing mysterious there either. The stat program is waaaaay behind the times. I’ve only flown over Guatemala, being on a manifest instead for Beliz City, San Salvador, Tegucigalpa, and finally Managua. That was back in the day. Curiosity kills, I know. But. And I know precisely zero about computers. It’s just a bit of recreation for me to do pointless, stupid things. I’m at the top of my game in being an idiot. So, I wasted my time dumping the IP (which means nothing, I know) into an extremely inaccurate locator aggregator, which reports three different methodologies, and came up with this:

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A quick whois.lacnic.net query, because I’m a world class expert in wasting time, so very proficient in useless recreation:

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AMNET and TIGO are international internet providers. I get it. Is it Managua or Guatemala City that we’re talking about as the originator of the traffic? How does Invercasa fit into this? Those questions should tell you how much of nothing I know about anything. For me, in such a fairy tale land, it’s a matter of curiouser and curiouser, all for inconsequential recreation. But if it’s actually Managua… Anyway, if anyone could disabuse me of my curiosity in a moderated-comment I would be most grateful. Be nice.

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Wearing out Sassy the Subaru

SUBARU DECALS

Besides the usual rounds, which can really add up, Sassy has been, if we count today, on three trips to Charlotte this week, those trips alone making for about 1,300 miles:

  • Tuesday: The Bishop’s Advent meal for the priests (that’s out of his own pocket). It was a sad time, as we found out, as the Bishop’s dear father died that very morning at 7:15AM. This was my “Day Off.” Priestly fraternity was good. This is such a good diocese.
  • Wednesday: Our Vicar Forane, a good friend and Confessor, as well as the Chaplain of Charlotte Catholic High School, a good friend, Ukranian Catholic, conspired to have me help hear Confessions, class after class, of the entire student population of the High School. I wish I had taken a picture of the sanctuary of the chapel there with its ad orientem altar. It’s all quite worthy of a basilica. Inspiring. I made it back for the 5:15PM Mass in the parish. It’s always a consolation to hear Confessions as one is in awe of Jesus the Good Shepherd.
  • Friday: The Funeral for the Bishop’s father. I had to cancel the midday Mass and the evening Adoration.

Meanwhile, Keto charges forward. I’m two weeks in and down from the 260s to the 240s. More energy, everything better.

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Humility, please!

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Shadow-dog play & Laudie-dog calm

Shadow-dog, if taunted and aggressed upon by a home invader who was beating me to death could, I imagine, tear any beast, animal or human, right in half, quite literally, within seconds. That’s a quite limited circumstance. He’s been shot by pellet guns a number of times, but he’s never jumped the fence, never taken revenge. Goooood daaaaawg! He’s totally socialized, having grown up for his first year and a half eating at the high school cafeteria. I’ve never seen him not be friendly with visitors to the rectory, who, mind you, stay dutifully behind the gate. Smart, that.

Shadow-dog might look ferocious in the two second video above, but this is simply an inviting squeak-bark to play offered to the back-fence neighbor’s dog, who has learned to look bored and not deign to respond (though in this video you can hear that other dog in the background offering his own weak-bark commentary, not having mastered the squeak-bark).

This exchange could also be characterized as baiting, by either dog, challenging when you know that actual consequence will come about. One of the parishioners once brought Blue-dog (a Weimaraner). We tried to socialize them with the fence between them and they both realized that they were beloved dogs to their owners, and that their owners were there. Then we put them in the yard together. Soooo, that didn’t work at all. They are both alpha dogs. They are both extremely protective and neither is willing to share anything, least of all space on the earth, unless of course, with, say, Laudie-dog, who is about a third the size of them and given over entirely to deescalation.

But even Laudie-dog, if pushed, can be equally ferocious. Maternal protectiveness even for the likes of this human being kicks in like male aggressiveness never could. She’s proven it, having actively saved me from snakes and lynx and coyotes and red wolves and a grey wolf and bears galore and even – extremely traumatically – from a panther. All that was in the hermitage. She can discern who’s bad and evil among human beings, having gone into protective mode (though without attack, just warning) twice, among the hundreds of human beings she’s met. I didn’t see it the bad and evil aspects of those involved, but she sensed it. I wouldn’t put it past the two she did this with that they likely killed a dog just before coming over. She knew. Goooood daaaawg! Actually, the neighbor to the hermitage confirmed that he wouldn’t have put such malicious violence past them. Mostly, Laudie-dog is calm, content, happy, always a smile, even if, sometimes, woken up and drowsy, just for a picture:

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2020 Census LGBTQ Latinx gerrymandering to sway 2020 election

Those are a couple of screen shots from my phone. Here’s part of a text of an email:

“Dear Father George- The 2020 Census North Carolina Partnership Specialists leading our Latinx and Hispanic population initiative are conducting a conference: Fostering Latino Census 2020 Engagement through Community Partnerships.

I asked Latinos in my parish what “Latinx” means. They had no idea. I looked it up. Apparently, the grammatical “o” / “a” at the end of some Spanish vocabulary is too offensive to tender snowflakes gender-bender political power bullies such that an “x” replaces the “o” (“masculine”) or “a” (“feminine”). Just “x”.

So, did you get that? The Census Bureau for the 2020 Census has been and is and will promote a “Latino Census”, but the ideological push behind this is all about drumming up representation of the LGBTQ to the end of not only reapportioning government programs but also for the realignment of political districts. Gerrymandering LGBTQ power groups are now more empowered by the Census Bureau.

Being a rather conservative and outspoken “community leader trusted by the Latino community,” as I was personally told – face to face – by the delegated representative of the U.S. Census Bureau in Washington Heights, Maryland, a stone’s throw from Washington, D.C., that my participation in the 2020 census was vitally important.

It was said that I was the very first contacted in the entire region (centered in Atlanta) to help the Census Bureau get 100% compliance up here in Western North Carolina.

I’m expected to find regional Census workers for employment and promote just how acceptable and wonderful the Census is for everyone.

However, whenever I have a question about something – and I have plenty about the manipulation of Census data – I play the situation until further information is to be had, such as this Latinx thing.

The Rep payed me a second face to face visit. I baited this Rep with an out-of-the-blue question, asking if part of the toolbox for Census work was gaming theory (you know, the ultra genius theory of economics between competing nations). This instantly made the Rep furious and I was informed forthwith that the Rep knew everything there is to know about gaming theory. I think the smile given with such gritting teeth on the Rep’s part while stating doctoral accomplishments must have broken the Rep’s entire mouthful of teeth. So pleasant! So nice! Creepy.

Accuse me of being bad and evil. My baiting is what it is. And now I know enough not to get involved with what seems to be a manipulation of the political system of these very United States of America.

And if you think I’m insulting LGBTQ Latinx people, think again. Why is it thought that LGBTQ and Latinx must be members of the Democrat Party? Isn’t that a bit prejudicial? Isn’t that a bit racist? Are there no independent thinkers among LGBTQ Latinx “communities.” Are they all robots? Are they all controlled by white elitist big money? Are the democrats historically the worst of the worst when in comes to racism. Yes, they are. Look it up. It’s horrific.

I had also asked specifically about the gerrymandering efforts and I was merely told that this was a talking point. Period. No talking, just a stating of the fact that it is a talking point. No answer. Because there is no answer. To see the question posed well (and this is what I sent as my question), see, for instance:

Researchers question U.S. Census Bureau’s new approach to privacy

I asked about non-compliance and penalties, such as huge fines and prison time. I was told that “We don’t do that anymore.” When I pressed a bit, I was told, and this time I took this as a threat: “If someone doesn’t comply, it is against the law, and this will stand against them.” In other words, such felonies will be on your record and will work against your rights as a citizen, such as the 2nd amendment. Try and renew any concealed carry permit, or try to buy a gun in the first place and you’ll be denied. After all, you’ll probably be out of cash, and you’ll probably be in prison.

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Why one cop carries 145 rounds

I mean, people criticize me for carrying a total of 46 rounds for my G19:

  • One in the chamber and the carry mag filled with HST self defense rounds.
  • Two holstered mags filled with FMJ target practice rounds, which may help if the self-defense rounds are being stopped by a perp’s good but not great ballistic vest.

Note that the purpose of any self-defensive gun fire is to make the deadly and imminent threat stop. That’s it. No one’s out to kill anyone just to do it. The perps are, of course. Not the perps body-count in the video. There are bad people.

Was the perp in the video above a deadly and imminent threat as he offensively pumped bullets in the squad car of the cop? Um… Yes. That should be obvious.

Did the perp stop his aggression even after being hit with multiple well placed bullets? No.

Did the cop need to keep firing until the threat was subdued? Yes.

Was the cop thought to be guilty of anything other than by the uninformed liberal tender snowflake doctor at the hospital? No.

Is the cop back on duty? Yes. And rightly so. Happy he carries plenty of ammo.

Back to the criticism I get from happy go lucky six-shooters. They say that if you can’t hit your target with just one or two shots, you’re a bad shot and should practice more.

Let’s ask another question:

Is the cop in the video above a firearms instructor and does he know what he’s doing? Yes, on both counts. I like the 13 bullets in three holes result.

I’ll keep doing what I’m already doing, even though it’s three times less ammo than our hero cop in the above video now carries.

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Keto Day 13: Humor for Jabba the Hut

Starting Keto day 13 and 10.1 pounds have taken a hike. Probably water weight, but ketosis did begin the day after beginning.

I’m having a great time with this diet as it gives me a chance to express the sometimes OCD aspect of fallen human nature: “Where am I with my actual numbers so far today vs my macros?” That’s all checked any number of times during the day. But at the beginning of the day those macros are recalculated after weighing myself and then my recalculating Body Mass Index. The macros change but little, but – hey! – those little changes add up and make for a lot of positive feedback.

It’s also good to get some real encouragement from others. That comes because I complain: “Some people go out of their way to convince me to break my diet.” It’s either the “Keto diets are dangerous!” approach, or the “I’ve made something really nice for you to eat!” approach. But then encouragement comes in from others: “No, you do what you need to do. Stick to your diet. Ignore them.” Good to hear. It’s surprising the persistence of those who don’t want your success. Maybe that’s because they should be doing something about dieting as well. But I digress, though not really, as sticktoitedness is key.

As to the humor: I was Keto food shopping at the local supermarket and was having a conversation about Keto and “grass fed butter” at the butter section of the dairy section with one of my parishioners. It was a pretty lively discussion, rambunctious enough that a lady of unknown acquaintance pushed her shopping cart into the midst and declared with the most gorgeous Southern accent I ever heard with an equally pleasant smile, yet with incisive humor:

  • “Glory be! I ain’t not never heard a no grass fed butter, grass fed cows maybe, but no grass fed butter.”

Hahaha! It’s good to have some humor about this kind of thing.

Meanwhile, a parishioner supplied me with some fish, and another parishioner (the same in the story above) gave gave me part of a cow he had slaughtered. Mmm mmm. I love Keto.

Meanwhile, the goal of Keto for me is not to go from the obese Jabba the Hut to the slender Chewbacca, but rather to be the Lord’s good guard-donkey-priest of the Lord’s little flock that He wants me to be (noting, always, that wolves and coyotes and foxes are all good to eat on any Keto menu):

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More Thanksgiving, Less Judging: One Cop’s Story

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Thanksgiving. How very Catholic!

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Recording Sacramental Confessions & United States Department of Justice

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The DoJ has many times been to the post with the detail of the screenshot of the URL above. The URL is misleading. I had been writing about the prudence – or not – as to whether essential members of racketeering influenced and corrupt organizations (RICO) such as mafiosi (who happen to be Catholic by baptism) should be automatically excommunicated in such manner that Missionaries of Mercy might be delegated to remove such medicinal penalties upon any repentance. Archbishop Rino Fisichella, who spearheads the Missionaries of Mercy project for Pope Francis, told me when I was last in Rome that this was not their project, nor that of Pope Francis, but a project of others in the Roman Curia, and had been abandoned. But that’s not the point of the visits to the post, as that aspect of the post was also changed mid-writing. The URL stayed but the subject matter was different.

What continues to be of interest in that post by the DoJ regards the recording of Sacramental Confessions, something that the FBI (a bureau under the DoJ) has been caught doing a number of times by way of bugging Confessionals in such churches as Saint Patrick’s Cathedral in Manhattan, again and again. They don’t give a damn, literally. They can’t bring that information to court, but it’s useful for structuring directions of investigations, it being easy for U.S. Attorneys to provide other more legal motivations to the court for why certain investigations were undertaken.

I find it interesting that the Department of Justice continues to look at this post with some regularity:

https://ariseletusbegoing.com/2017/07/14/missionaries-of-mercy-reconfirmed-mafia-excommunications-undecided/

Surely this isn’t to prosecute anyone who is abusing the first amendment rights to free exercise of religion as guaranteed by the Constitution of these United States by way of the recording of Confessions. No, no. It’s the very DOJ via the FBI which abuses the Sacramental rights of Catholics.

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Day 5: Keto Diet for Jabba the Hut

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  • Blood pressure was excellent the first reading today, with the second being even better at 118/80. That’s really good for me, and that’s after coffee. I haven’t checked my blood pressure in a really long time, so I don’t know what it was just before starting, but I’m sure it was quite a lot higher than that. So, this is really good.
  • A week before starting Keto I weighed in at a Jabba the Hut weight of 266.8. At the start of Day 1 and Day 2 the readout was at 260.1. This morning it was 254.2.
  • I went into Ketosis by the end of day two, with a necessarily imprecise dipstick reading of 15, which jumped to 40 the next day and stayed there until now.
  • I had no experience of any “keto flu”: no low grade fever; no malaise.
  • I feel more energetic.
  • I feel more clearheaded.
  • I have not been hungry at all. No cravings. Not even tempting. I almost have to force myself to eat so as to get the recommended calories, protein and fat.

I’m guessing I’m still losing water weight, but there is real ketosis going on. I’m making sure to eat enough protein and fat not to lose any muscle, just fat. With not feeling hungry, it’s really easy to keep the calories down. Daily intake of carbs is 7g.

BTW: No soda or pop or soda pop. No diet anything. So sweeteners, no “smart water”, no chemicals. No faking out of the pancreas. I do add salt and pepper and garlic powder. Those are freebies.

Warning! I got excellent advice yesterday: no splurge days. And absolutely no stupidity with carbs, such as a full sugar can of Coca Cola. It seems that that traumatizes the cardio-vascular system, hardening it, damaging it, even long term, only once. So, when the diet is over, it’s also a matter of weaning yourself back on to carbs slowly. So, good to know.

QUESTION: Normally I’m a pretty laid back guy, but I’m being OCD about this. It’s the only way. I weigh myself and recalculate my BMI (U.S. NIH) [33.6 a couple of weeks before starting; 32.7 on the start day 5 days ago, and now 32.0], and then recalculate the keto “macros” (https://www.ruled.me/keto-calculator/), which readjust the intake number of recommended calories and grams of protein and fat. I stick to that. That’s really OCD, but is that the way to do it? Or is it assumed that one will stick with macros for a long time?

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