Census Bureau mocks my religion, threatens $5,000 fine 5 years prison or both

I knew it was dead serious trouble when the façade-of-niceness lady came to this particular church in the backsides of back ridges of Appalachia on behalf of the Atlanta, GA Census Bureau Regional Field Office, that is, on behalf of the Census Bureau quarters in Suitland, MD, that is, under powers of the Secretary for the US Census Bureau in Washington, DC.

Her first trusted Census Community partner in the region was yours truly. She wanted desperately to get her hands on info regarding our Latino community, it being that most of them are Catholic and, you know, I’m their priest.

The obvious question back to her without answering her Latino community questions was this: So, how much do you know about Gaming Theory? She was instantaneously livid with anger, controlled, but shaking, explaining, while gritting her teeth, that she had taken doctoral degrees in this area of statistical hell and from the Jesuits no less. Taking the opportunity of her off-kilter emotions, having caught her off guard, another question was put to her face about whether or not she had worked for the US ARMY’s DARPA *COMPASS* program, (a side note on war-games involving also individual citizens HERE). What with all the stats and spreadsheets in her business of the Census, the COMPASS program would have been a great C.V. line-item to fly up the ladder. Yes, she admitted: plenty of work for DARPA COMPASS.

:-) I’m so bad and evil.

The Yin Yang philosophy behind COMPASS also specifically uses religion not just as an indicator but also as an identifier, as we will read below.

Here’s a summary of COMPASS:

  • An emergent type of geopolitical warfare in recent years has been coined “gray zone competition,” or simply “competition,” because it sits in a nebulous area between peace and conventional conflict. It’s not openly declared or defined, it’s slower and is prosecuted more subtly using social, psychological, religious, information, cyber and other means to achieve physical or cognitive objectives with or without violence. The lack of clarity of intent in competition activity makes it challenging to detect, characterize, and counter an enemy fighting this way.
  • “The Collection and Monitoring via Planning for Active Situational Scenarios (COMPASS) program aims to better understand and respond to an adversary’s competition. COMPASS seeks to leverage advanced AI and other technologies to help commanders make more effective decisions to thwart an enemy’s complex, multi-layered competition activity. The ultimate goal of the program is to provide theater-level operations and planning staffs with robust analytics and decision-support tools that reduce ambiguity of adversarial actors and their objectives.”

More concisely:

  • Targets, including individual citizens of these USA, are subjected to baiting and gaslighting, even using violence, so as to fill out the AI algorithms needed for a more accurate usage of COMPASS, with sources being social, psychological, religious, information, cyber. The point is to allow field officers to effect an extra-judicial killing on you, you know, with a clean conscience, because AI told them to do it. That’s easy. It’s the new version of the devil made me do it.

As I proceeded to grill the nice Census Bureau lady about abusing the census for gerrymandering and perverting elections, she retreated into ambiguous obfuscation: there are talking points we were given on that. And that’s all she said about it. Pfft. You know, just my opinion, but the mid-level guys ought to send out better trained people than her. To wit: the very day Trump signed an executive order forbidding the Census Bureau from using data for gerrymandering, she resigned, as she told me in an email. I wrote about that, and, instantaneously, I got a blog visit from the U.S. Census Bureau in Suitland to an obscure, long-archived humorous post on this blog about “little white lies” starring Lillian Carter and Jesus. The first time she had visited my blog through the Suitland servers she bragged within hours that she had visited my blog, laughing with glee. As it is, that unnuanced statement of resignation may mean that she is now moving up the ladder, as expected.

Her pet project, DARPA *COMPASS* has me on the list as a targeted individual, as I was informed by the new FBI compound just North-East of Atlanta, but not for nefarious purposes, just informational, I hope[!], inasmuch as Diplomatic Security just up from the Rosslyn, VA metro stop established a kind of Doppelgänger of mine with secured identity for work with CCS (Counterintelligence for Consular Services) at Main State (the main campus of the Department of State at Foggy Bottom), blah blah blah. I’ve written on all this before, too many times. I can’t get out of it. It’s a “perpetual” program, even “interdepartmental”. I’m really fed up with it. My protestations are detrimental to whatever it is that the Doppelgänger is up to, and that’s dangerous for me. He started out with arms transfers to the Sinaloa Cartel, that is, in its very beginnings, waaaay back in the day.

  • “The Bureau of Diplomatic Security, more commonly known as Diplomatic Security, or DS, is the security and law enforcement arm of the United States Department of State. DS is a world leader in international investigations, threat analysis, cyber security, counterterrorism, security technology, and protection of people, property, and information.”

Anyway, I had asked her if she would help me get out the “program”, seeing that she’s interested in actual numbers of people, what with the census, and there happening to be two of me, born of the same parents, at the same second, in the same hospital, with the same name, same social security number, same everything. On behalf of CCS at Main State, Diplomatic Security brags about this to me, and brags repeatedly: they are so very good at establishing alternative secured identities to people who then become that provided identity, and they NEVER make a mistake, not ever. The upper echelon census lady said with a rather severe voice that there was zero chance of her helping me with this, adding: “I will not help you.” Ironic, methinks.

Indeed, the stakes have been jacked up. I’m now faced with a damned if I do and damned if I don’t situation:

  • If I answer the unrepeatable particular life-history details of the American Community Survey (another program you absolutely cannot get out of, and penalties are established by the U.S. Congress) I will be told that I’m a liar, because the Doppelgänger surely has different answers. If I’m hit with lying, it’s up to a US$5,000.00 fine and/or up to five years in prison, or both.
  • If I just ignore the survey for a couple of months, harassment by the Census Bureau is guaranteed: constant phone calls, banging on the door, clogging my mail box, harassment which is all legal for them. If I continue to ignore them, it’s up to a US$5,000.00 fine and/or five years in prison, or both. And this will be repeated as time goes on.

Of course, people say that it’s extremely rare that such contempt for a congressionally mandated harassment about unrepeatable personal life history that has nothing to do with the local population is ever prosecuted, that they just want to scare you into compliance. That’s true, because they save a ton of money avoiding litigation. But sometimes they do prosecute, you know, if they are malicious. On that note…

I have to say that I did respond to the much more mundane questions of the actual census of the population, with alacrity, on time, and politely, even though I was told by the nice lady that even those basic answers would be falsified on purpose so that the rest of the answers couldn’t be referred back to me. Of course, they get to choose, for the sake of gerrymandering, which answers they want to manipulate, like about, say, race. But my good faith effort was very sarcastically, mockingly called into question by the Atlanta Census Bureau field office. How’s that?

I started getting many harassment phone calls from three guys, and, when I could, I finally picked up the phone over bluetooth in Sassy the Subaru. The Census Bureau guy asked with a sing-song “gotcha question” voice filled with sarcasm and triumphant mockery: “This is a Catholic ♬ rectory ♬ isn’t it?” “Yes,” I said. “Well, then,” he continued in his sarcastic voice, “it being that this is a ♬ Catholic rectory ♬ there must be all sorts of women and children who live there, right? I mean, after all, it’s a ♬ Catholic rectory ♬. There has to lots of women and children that you’re keeping there, right?”

Keeping there…” That’s like pronouncing that it’s an established fact that all Catholic priests, because they are Catholic priests, are imprisoning women and children in dungeons or doing up human trafficking or pimping them out or are trying to counter, say, immigration laws. Um… No.

It’s against the law for the Census Bureau to outright mock religion and with such baiting, mocking sarcasm. I should have these nice people thrown into prison for a much longer time than just five years. This is a religious hate crime wrought purposely by the Federal Government, deep as it might be at the moment. I told the guy that if any insists on that kind of stupidity I WILL SUE THEM INTO THE GROUND. So, I guess that ends this conversation, he said, and hung up. Nice guy. Coward too. The deeper you go…

A typical gas light

Oh, my bad. I forgot. They don’t give a damn about my Catholic priesthood. At one point – early 1996 – this time at the FBI Rome, Italy field office), they established me (without my asking) with an alternative identity. I rejected it, having seen what they did after having already entered back into Italy. They were really upset, for years, with yours truly. They tried over years to convince me, a citizen in good standing, with argumentation, then humiliation, to disappear without a trace with that alternative identity (and they would have made sure of the without a trace part), so as to make it easier for my Doppelgänger at this point in time, decades later, to continue his, um, work, under my identity. Father George David Byers would cease to exist. I would immediately have turned into no-history-man, which is something that gets you into unending trouble and then dead in no time. For these guys and gals, U.S. citizens in good standing don’t count. Just the Feds. The mantra of the Census Bureau is that each person counts. But not this citizen in good standing. I don’t count. Ironic, right, for the Census Bureau? But we knew that already.

This is a gas light acquired by yours truly a few years ago. Now even I can practice gaslighting!

The niceness lady of Suitland (in)fame reads this blog closely, so, she’ll get the message: I won’t comply. Send your thugs and buffoons. I won’t comply. Steal my money and throw me in prison. Fine! I’ll comply with you stealing my money and you throwing me into prison. But I won’t comply with your detailed personal history questionnaire. How can I? Do you know if I’m me, that I’m not my Doppelgänger? Really? How’s that? You’ll get yourself into trouble with a certain Secretary and a certain Director if you say you do. When “perpetual programs” that are “interdepartmental” come into play, we’re talking un-maskable, unless, like, you’re not only best friends with the Secretary and the Director, but you have directives coming from above the Secretary and above the Director. ;-)

But hey! I know! I’ve had a couple of requests about “the program” for years now. No one knows what they are. Just some little tweaks. Diplomatic Security asked what these were somewhat recently, but my response had to be that I can’t make those known over an unsecured telephone connection (on my end). So, hey! I’ll answer all the questions you got, but this time it’s gotta be quid-pro-quo. I have some simple requests. After all, you guys stole my identity. Now you owe me.

It’s all too easy.

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Truck stupid question but I need a smart answer

When one speaks a “Number” of tons of, say, a pickup truck, does that tonnage refer to:

  • foot-pounds of torque
  • weight that can be carried
  • weight that can be towed
  • how much the truck itself weighs
  • how much the truck and it’s load weighs
  • how much the truck and it’s trailer weighs

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Reminiscences of Padre Pio: Ermelindo Di Capua OFMCap

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Governor Cooper: Covid! Gatherings limited ≤ 10

Ultra-liberal Dem. Gov. Cooper of NC is effecting an executive order limiting mass gatherings to 10 people. He’s especially concentrating on the next days and weeks as the world awaits the ratification of election results. Interesting, that. Because of election ballot fiascos, this could take awhile.

Gov. Cooper said that he hopes this will all wind down by Thanksgiving… wait for it… next year. 2021. Seriously…

Multiple companies are offering all sorts of meds in these days that will quickly bring Covid to an end. They did this right after the election. Get it?

Cooper had to be pushed hard to say that churches are exempt, and that’s the case because a Federal Judge already smashed him down, something he can’t appeal with all his discrimination against believers because – happy to say – Amy Coney Barrett is already sworn in a Justice of the SCOTUS. That will make a difference, unless, somehow the election is stolen and then the Supreme Court is packed on the Harris-Biden ticket Day 1.

Having said all that, maybe ten or under would be good for Church too. It was magnificent – all the glory of God shining forth – when Calvary was left with Jesus, Mary the Mother of Jesus, Mary the wife of Clopas, Mary of Magdala, and John. So, that would be ≤ 10.

I wonder if ABC Liquor stores are exempt, and, you know, Chinese WalMart.

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911 what’s the location of your emergency? – Shots fired! Shots fired! We’re at…

To the left, within feet of the old drug house (just out of the picture, bordering the grade school property and upon which I participated in a kind of SWAT raid a while back), you see a white Cherokee County Sheriff’s Department cruiser, then, moving to the right, a black Andrews City Police Department cruiser, then a pickup of the alleged friend of the alleged perp, then under the lit-up tree, our great, fearless LEOs who just took the alleged perp to the ground after an alleged scuffle of allegedly resisting arrest, then the alleged perp’s pickup truck, then the alleged perp’s house lights, just across the street, with the alleged perp’s house also bordering the grade school property. Yep. Not even an inch distant from school property. Kids are always in mortal danger in this neighborhood, not to mention all the law abiding citizens, of which the very best in WNC are also my neighbors.

After a long day of meetings, endless miles on the road, dramas with the church campuses, provision of the sacraments, going to Confession myself, going up to the Cemetery just before Veteran’s Day to take pictures of the destruction of numerous grave stones of a recent incident still under investigation, then the editing of the next article of my best friend, Father Gordon J. MacRae, to be published November 11, 2020 (after an unexpected nuclear explosion of drama from the sidelines), and after having fed Shadow-dog and Laudie-dog, I collapsed in bed with the window open (still warm evenings here in the back ridges of extreme WNC).

Fully asleep by, say 8:45 PM, Shadow-dog woke me up with a tell-tail, so to speak, very deep throated “woof-WOOF!” I listened to what was an alleged mag-dump of, just guessing, an alleged .22, say 6 or 7 bullets, flying everywhere (within city limits, btw), and I listened also to a male voice and also a female voice allegedly making comments at each other, then barking of other dogs, and then Shadow-dog making insistent comments, all in the space of seconds as I got out of bed. Then I got a text from a neighbor – at 9:18 PM, then a phone call from the same:

“Shots fired! Guns drawn! Get over here, now!”

As I raced over, three kids on bikes were passing my house to investigate what all the excitement was about. Just. Wow. So I took on a Shadow-dog voice and barked commands at them:

“Get back! Now! Shots fired! Guns drawn! Get back! Now! Go! – Go! – Go! – Go! – Go!”

Lo and behold, they instantly turned tail and raced away. Thank God. You have to use extremely short, extremely clear commands when peoples’ adrenaline is flowing.

What I allegedly saw then was my alleged neighbor out front of his house with an alleged shotgun fully lifted up and pointed directly at two of our great Law Enforcement Officers, who, in turn, both had their service pistols aimed directly at him as a response. Commands to drop the gun were given and then the alleged statement from one of our LEOs was made (a voice I know well): “You’re about a half a second away from getting shot.”

The alleged perp put down the gun, but then allegedly, incredibly, resisted arrest. Unbelievable. The alleged perp was forthwith assisted to the ground for his own safety and that of the officers and others in the neighborhood. The alleged perp was cuffed and stuffed into the town cruiser. After our town officer took statements from my neighbors, the alleged perp was then brought down to jail, driven right past us.

As of this writing, a great family who had moved into the drug house after we had done a kind of SWAT raid on that house, has just now moved out. Another neighbor is also moving out in the next days. And another neighbor plans to move as soon as possible. There is still an extremely active known drug house in back of our back yards. Lots of violence. Blood everywhere.

But the great bishop of Charlotte Diocese (this parish is on the far western side of the Diocese) has repeatedly said to me over the years after I (NOT complaining but just describing dramas like this to him (dramas which happen all the time)… the Bishop said repeatedly to my great joy: “Catholics don’t run!” I agree: Catholics don’t run. And pastors don’t abandon Jesus’ little flock.

Meanwhile, I’m guessing the alleged perp will be out on bail and possibly taking revenge on my neighbors for calling 911 and on Shadow-dog for helping to sound the alarm. Goood daaawwg! The alleged perp has allegedly told me that he allegedly has three guns. The shotgun is now in the possession of law enforcement. But what about the other alleged guns in this alleged perpetrator’s house?

Kudos to our Law Enforcement Officers, both of the Sheriff’s Department and our own town Police Department. They showed incredible restraint in not ending the threat with the assistance of their own… um… tools, but just by verbal commands. I’m certain that this is the closest either of them have come to pulling the trigger on someone. After all, this guy is allegedly known to allegedly shoot his weapons in town and had just allegedly done up a mag dump moments before. You just can’t get closer than that to taking care of business.

Maybe they were counting on the alleged perp to be reasonable, though, in my opinion, even from a distance, the alleged perp seemed to be drunk as a skunk, which is allegedly a very frequent state of mind for him. Maybe they thought the alleged perp could figure out that even if he pulled the trigger on one officer, the other is likely going to do a brain-box shot on him. I guess being a team of two or more works well for tactical reasons in a shots fired domestic circumstance, right?

Maybe they also saw that they alleged perp was just trying to do a suicide by cop. All way too sad. I hate that for him. I hate that our officers had to be under the stress of this guy allegedly pointing a shotgun in their faces. I would hate it for the officers if they had to pull the trigger on this guy. No matter how justified the shooting, we’re not made by God to kill one another, and you carry this with you. I just had a LEO tell me that the other week, and he would know, as he had to do this in defense of his life: no matter how justified pulling the trigger would be, the guy who is defending the innocent is always by taking out the threat is always the victim, having to carry this his or her entire life. Suicide by cop is an act of aggression against law enforcement.

Just so you know where I stand, here’s a shot of the front of Sassy the Subaru: that would be a think blue line…

Jenny the Jeep has been sold and title transferred. A parishioner sold me his 2001 Toyota Tacoma SR5 six cylinder. Here’s a shot of the front of the Toyota:

That’s from the same roll of blue reflective tape for the Thin Blue Line. It just depends on how the light hits it.

Meanwhile, in taking these pictures this morning, after the shooting, I was the subject of a drive-by screaming, the guy being really upset that Jenny the Jeep was sold not to him but to a friend who got in just before him. Sigh. I’ll put that down to the tensions people are under because of Covid-19, because of draconian political power-plays regarding Covid-19, because of the weirdness of the election, the promises to pack the Supreme Court, the promises to confiscate guns, the promises to make everyone pay for abortion, the promises to have no borders whatsoever, the promises to absolutely destroy all law enforcement, all stuff which may have pushed our neighborhood shooter over the line.

Finally, yes, this priest was carrying his permitted carry, a Glock 19, chambered, just in case our LEOs needed some civilian assistance according to the normal rules of engagement for use of the Second Amendment. In the dark night, I didn’t want to rush into the scene prematurely, perhaps causing the alleged perp to pull the trigger on the officers and then me and my neighbors, to whatever extent he could have accomplished that. The purpose of being a law enforcement chaplain is not to add danger to any alleged perp or any law enforcement officer or anyone else. But I’m always at the ready to help where I can be of assistance with prudence, reason.

Finally, finally, I want to give a big thanks once again to our officers of both the Sheriff’s Department and our town Police Department. Our police officer took the lead in all this. He’s totally fearless and extremely well prepared with lots of experience. I think it was just his confidence and the personal power of his commands that had the alleged perp-coward put down his weapon. Very cool, that. A victory for everyone, for America, for the best that there is in humanity from God, prompt in readiness to lay down one’s life for one’s friends. Thanks to our great LEOs.

To those who would criticize the officers for not blowing this guy’s head off his shoulders when they would be totally justified in doing so for their own safety and the safety of the neighbors and of the entire town… well, you weren’t there, with your finger on the trigger, seeing what they saw, seeing what they could otherwise do right then, right there, in a split second. Clam down. I agree that the media and others have scared some officers into not doing the necessary, fearing losing their jobs, their retirement, fearing murder charges for what is purely protection of themselves and other citizens from entirely deadly aggression being actively delivered. I agree, but in this instance, I was not behind the trigger as the responding officer, and did not see what the officers saw from close up, barrel to barrel. Neither were you. Clam down. It is what is is. I’m happy with the outcome. Very happy. I’d be happy to be friends with the alleged perp. But people make choices. I hope he makes better choices in the future.

For everyone in these crazy times: Hail Mary…

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Hacked

My friends are getting hacked and so am I.

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Insurance salesman gives bullets to me… um…

You know you live a dangerous life when your insurance salesman gives you bullets, especially during Covid-price-times. This one box of just 50 target rounds for 9mm is $30 bucks. That’s about four times the old Walmart pricing. So, this is quite the serious gift. But it’s also humorous.

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Fr Byers vs Hillary on destroying phones

  • Father Byers, can you please help me get rid of my phone?
  • Sure. Is it totally absolutely broken, beyond redemption?
  • Yes, Father. I know you like to target practice and that in these no-available ammo times are happy to at least get out a few shots.

The results are above. Fun.

Poor Hillary with her hammers. Why? Oh… Against 2a. I see. Haha!

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I’m sure it’s just coincidence

I’m sure it’s just a coincidence that Dems stopped the count of the vote in the wee hours of the morning, then went to mail-in ballots which, by the zillion in any given region, were, like, exclusively for Joe Biden, you know, when Trump had been winning handily.

I’m sure it’s just a coincidence that after working on a post, using the internet for a time, and then I’m going to post it, just then, at that very nanosecond, my internet connection goes down completely for hours, even a day, frequently, to the nanosecond, disabling the publishing of the post.

I’m sure it’s just coincidence that such posts were on, you might imagine, aspects of the election, about what a Catholic, what a citizen, what one who is subject to natural law, what one who is subject to the US Constitution should be concerned about.

I’m sure it’s just a coincidence that today’s the day after the election, and I’m guessing I’ll be able to post this rant and look the fool. Yep.

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All Souls Day

Uniting yourself to Holy Mass at any hour as Jesus is offering Himself, you can include the intention of the deliverance of the Holy Souls in Purgatory unto heaven where they will offer their biggest thankyou to Jesus, now having come to know, as we must all come to know, how far Jesus had to reach into the hell of this world to grab us, bring us to Himself, bring us finally to heaven so as to give us as a gift united with Himself to our Heavenly Father, who loved the world so much as to send His only Son…

If I remember correctly, although in English, the top picture is actually the mural of apse of the convent chapel of some cloistered nuns in northern Italy. The bottom picture is the fresco in the Angelicum OP community chapel at the University in Rome.

We are doing our purgatory hopefully here on earth. Those who didn’t do it completely are in Purgatory after death before heaven. We must pay our debt in charity to them or we will also go to Purgatory. They are members of the Body of Christ, and if ignore them, it is to our own peril. Our Lord will have us thrown in prison, as He says, until we have paid the last penny. And that is praying for the souls in Purgatory. Do it! Especially today. And visit a cemetery! Realize you’ll be there yourself very very soon, sooner than you thought. No time to lose. Pray for the Holy Souls in Purgatory! Jesus says that then they will be the ones to welcome you into the Eternal Habitations, that is, Heaven. We’re one family. Hail Mary… x3!

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Jackass for the Hour 2.0 – Next Pope: Day One

Most pundits have it that pastoral responses are what is primarily needed by the next pontificate, you know, reclaiming the papal states, corrections of corruption, abuses of power, all that belongs to the category prefaced by the phrase Nefas est… “It is the most despicable evil…” you know, all those crimes which cry out to the heavens for vengeance, as well as the wholesale condemnation of the Second Vatican Council and of any predecessor, etc.

Taking the Council of Trent as an example, half of the documents were of a doctrinal nature, and another half were labeled as Reform, that is, the incisive correction of idiocies. Yes, good. But…

Just my opinion, I think the next Pontiff ought best concentrate on clarity with all charity, you know, charity as clarity about the Living Truth who is Christ our God, our Lord and Savior, Jesus, Divine Son of the Immaculate Conception. Jesus is the One, the only One. Jesus has been cast aside. But He isn’t to be brought back, as if we could do that. We are instead to just get out of His way, to be His instruments for good. Jesus, the Body of Christ as Saint Paul puts it, Jesus the Head, we the members, Is the Church. The members must be in humble reverence before Him.

The original Jackass for the Hour, an ecclesiastical thriller novel about the murderous intrigue of interreligious dialogue, is basically unpublishable as it was concerned with what’s going to happen as a new Roman Pontiff is elected, that is, following upon Saint John Paul II. That was being written in the early Spring and then Summer of 2005. It’s now 2020, 15 years later. Things have changed somewhat. Things have gotten worse. Much.

It just hit me now, like, right this minute, that Jackass for the Hour needs an entire overhaul in both content, action, characters and overall format, to be even more of an ecclesiastical thriller novel full of divine irony that Chesterton called Christian humour, without which one cannot be a Christian, you know, like justice and mercy coming together upon the Cross in the Person of the Son of the Living God who, having been judged, will come to judge the living and the dead and the world by fire. So…

Envisaged is the surprise election of a total outsider to the Chair of Peter and follows developments over the space of his first 24 hours. That’s it. But that’s a lot. This might have to be split up into a Trilogy all on it’s own.

There’s a sequence which has to be well thought out prior to any election of any next Bishop of Rome, therefore the Successor of Peter. This is a second by second account, much like the original Jackass for the Hour. Some things depend on others. The acceptance. The name. The announcement. The Urbi et Orbi. All of that being delineated to the letter, and what happens between just those events.

Then the Holy Father announces that his installation will take place that very day, but then adds that even before this, exorcisms are immediately to take place for Vatican City, for Saint Peter’s Basilica, specifically for the altar of Saint Peter’s where the debelugma idol had been placed, in Vatican gardens especially in the places where the bedelugma idol worship took place and where fake “prayer” was offered to the fake god “Allah.

Then all the hell breaks out throughout Vatican City and the city of Rome as the express mandate of the Bishop of Rome is given to exorcists. In the mayhem, the Holy Father makes his way on foot and incognito to Saint John’s Basilica, the true Cathedral of Rome and the world for his installation. It is a secret route known only to a few throughout the centuries. Now sporting the Triple Crown and Fisherman’s Ring, he then sets about making a series of ex-Cathedra, infallible pronouncements emphasizing much needed truth. These pronouncements and the drama of objections will make up the meat of the novel with its moment by moment, hour by hour descriptions. Without a break, and by another route, the Holy Father will make his way back to Saint Peter’s, now abandoned by the crowds who are only now on their way to Saint John’s. At Saint Peter’s, the Holy Father himself offers a Solemn very Traditional High Mass as only the Holy Father himself can do, that is, after a visit to the sepulcher of Saint Peter below.

Readers are invited to suggest what might well belong to such a list of pronouncements. Reflect. Pray. Consult. Pray. Make a comment. Those may or may not be let through. Gotta keep some things secret after all. ;-)

There are a few of these items have been and are the subject of the most learned theologians in the world, Thomists all, from various countries, various continents.

Again, I know people are upset with the powers that be at the moment, but hold your wrath for vengeance and reform at bay for the first 24 hours of this papacy. There’s plenty of time for reform, perhaps by a successor, perhaps only 24 hours later. But, here’s the deal. You can’t have reform for that which you don’t love. You can’t love unless you have become acquainted with the object of that love, in this case, the Church, in this case, Christ our God, Divine Son of the Immaculate Conception.

Topics: Pray. Think. Pray again. Suggest in the comments.

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Angels, continuous Day Off, and *The Boring Drama*

The beginning of this month was the scheduled time for the diocesan priests retreat, which didn’t happen, but the priests were to do this on their own, as I did. After that weekdays have been staycation days. That will continue through election week here in what are still these USA. Each staycation day became an epic day off, and not just for me. I’ve been more run off my feet than ever. As expected. For the nay-sayers, priests are “entitled” – I hate that word – to a month of vacation every year. I took a vacation once in my priesthood back in the Spring of 2008, invited by the Discalced Carmelites to live above the cave of Elijah on Mount Carmel for a month. Lot’s done in the background with relations between Israel and the Holy See. I never quite do vacations like other people do.

Two angels for this priest:

One of the projects at the rectory – a joy – was to make backlight boxes for the stained glass angels. Their history is the chapel of the Poor Clares in Ohio, then The Museum in Columbus, Ohio, then Holy Souls Hermitage on Holy Souls Mountain, then the picture window of the neighbors to the hermitage, and now the picture window of the rectory.

For me, these windows represent my guardian angel and the guardian angel of Holy Souls Mountain. Both are awesome – as angels reflecting God’s glory and with infused knowledge and God’s charity – and have both saved me very many times from deadly peril. A personal friendship. How are you at listening to your guardian angel? How compliant are you – a different way of putting it – to the smackdowns graciously given to you by your guardian angel?

Plotting for the good of the Church:

Besides such things, and cleaning up after the torrential rain and wind of the last hurricane, there has quite a bit of time spent with some really smart friends at the top of their game in plotting to help out Jesus’ dear Church and the world. This is what priests do when they have a bit of time to dedicate to much needed fraternity and recreation, all too rare.

It is my belief that the Living Truth, Christ our God, Jesus, desires truth pronounced for the universal Catholic Church. [[That’s technical vocabulary, is it not? ;-) ]]

Apologies for the lack of new posts for this blog: The internet in the back ridges of Appalachia is virtually non-existent. Sometimes a weak connection can be had for like three hours a day akin to 1980s long-distance-rotary-dial-up-speed with endlessly screaming modems. If you’re as old as I am, you’ll remember getting something like megabits per minute. Yes, that would be megabits not megabytes. That amounts to a few words of DOS txt per minute. For a graphic heavy blog like this… sigh

The continuous endless papal antics and ambiguity: Pope Francis has, as usual, been a distraction, but that distraction has only become an incentive to teach and preach all the more incisively about the Living Truth, Christ our God, Jesus. I’m a Catholic, not a Francesco-ite. Ambiguity and un-truth is sooooo very boring, so very dark. I love the Living Truth, Jesus, the Light.

To hell with all that is untruth, issuing as it does, from the father of lies, Satan, the ancient dragon who hates us because he hates God. That was and is Satan’s choice. That Satan roams about looking to destroy souls with all his niceness and deception, all his unity of praise of division, is all the more an incentive to me to teach and preach all the more incisively about the Living Truth, Christ our God, Jesus.

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Homily: You SHALL love the Lord thy God with your ALL. Meanwhile a thief came in…

This is about methodology for doing an examination of conscience. It’s rather Christocentric, as it should be in order to do it with any success.

Meanwhile, before the end of Sunday Mass someone removed all the voter guides and prayers for people to vote according to proper morality which respects life from conception to natural death and which respects the free exercise of religion, etc. They were all put back after everyone had left, maybe after having listened to this very sermon on a proper examination of conscience. I will personally hand these out this coming Sunday (November 1, 2020). I had a copy of the voter guide, showing people, and a copy of the prayer, to which everyone listened. The guide and the prayer come from Priests for Life, Father Pavone, for whom I have a great deal of respect.

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All the fires of hell aren’t enough to destroy God’s love

After a break in the rain for a couple of weeks we had 3/10th of an inch as I’m informed by my backyard neighbor. No wind either. Perfect time to reduce some branches to ash for the garden. Guessing the flames went up about 25 feet or so. Meanwhile, I had a second fire going of rubbish from the hermitage. Yes, the drama continues. There are of a sudden eager buyers of the neighbors property on which the hermitage lies in that county of NC. But this happened like a dozen times. “I’ll pay cash!” they state with eagerness. “Tomorrow we’ll get it done!” they proclaim. Never happens. But it’s all looking more serious as people are wanting to live in more remote areas, fleeing lawless Dem controlled cities with all their encouraged rape and murder and arson and looting and such. And lots of these people have throw-away money to make it happen. So, it’s a sad day coming up for me.

Having said all that, all the fires of hell and all the idiocy of this world aren’t enough to attack the love of God for us. Jesus has a place for us in Heaven. It would do us well to pray for those in Purgatory. They will also pray for us. Hail Mary…

Meanwhile, the picture above reminds me of a certain chapter in Jackass for the Hour. Perhaps I should get back to that.

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Beasts I’ve seen of late

This guy is as big as the palm of your hand. People get scared of such large spiders which can jump you from a distance and give you a very painful bit. They are called Hunter Spiders. But this is a distraction, of course, so as not to recognize that there is another beast round about, also called Hunter. I’ve seen him on my phone as a feature news story on FoxNews. No one else much is covering that story much.

This fellow is also as big as the palm of your hand. His visage was already published in these pages. Happy he’s sticking around. Some are also scared of such beasts as they also can give you a fierce bite, like they are chomping your fingertips right off. But they are fun to watch and eat nasties. But people are afraid so that they can be distracted from other beasts who are preying on us, those politicos who want to encourage abortion and infanticide in numbers in these USA of 20,000 a week, half of those on any given Saturday alone.

It’s like the lust to find life in the universe outside of ourselves when we can’t even find life in the womb of a human mother. Sigh. People who vote for such death, letting themselves be distracted by the benevolent beasts of nature so as not to see the real beasts in the political world. I see them on my phone as well, all featured as news stories on FoxNews. Sigh.

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Fr Byers 2a vs Hillary’s BleachBit. Guess who wins.

These are tiny laptop drives that a non-techy parishioner asked me to delete, who was getting rid of dinosaur computers but was not wanting to leave files on the hard drives. Not being much of a techy myself, and that person not requesting the drives back, and me later deciding not to want to bother with the old computers, the drives were put out somewhere between 5 and 10 yards. Three 9mm to the one on the left and a half a mag-dump to the one on the right. Haha. That was the extent of my target practice in this time of no ammo amidst Covid lockdowns and such. This kind of target practice is all calm, entirely efficient. I mean, the interior disks were reduced to a small and momentary metallic dust cloud with the largest shards of the disks pictured above, but all the rest being reduced to pretty much smaller than a zeptometer in size. That’s, like, really small. Hillary’s hammers are operated with such angst and distress and are so inefficient, so readable in their larger shards. And software? Pfft. 9mm target practice is fast and gets the job done andand… is fun. I didn’t want to break my word about erasing the drives. :-)

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Pope Francis demands same-sex civil unions. Who is he?

Pope Francis is in a really cool photo above. Like, wow! The same gesture as Jesus behind him. But it’s really difficult to surmise what is actually happening in that photo above given his pontificate, all of the misleading, ambiguous statements, apparent total hatred for both tradition and Sacred Tradition, for Sacred Scripture and Magisterial interventions across the centuries. Pope Francis has now used the occasion of a non-infallible biography about himself in order to let it be known that, in his opinion, same sex “unions” must be civilly recognized so that that enamored same sex couples living together will be protected by law and… then… of course… by law enforcement.

“It’s not same sex marriage that I’m talking about!” Pope Francis shrieks. “It’s only a same sex civilly recognized ‘union’!”

What a crock. Same sex couples can certainly lust after each other – how disgusting – but that doesn’t mean that such activity based on inversion is that which grants any “union” legal or personal. It would not be marriage even if you called it marriage. Even if you witnessed wedding vows of a same sex couple (as did Joe Biden) that wouldn’t make it a marriage. Even if a priest in a church were to witness such preposterous blasphemous sacrilegious vows it would not be a marriage.

Marriage must be witnessed before God and man and be between one man and one woman with the intention to have children until death do they part.

Marriage and family is about the image of God as we read about with our creation by God in Genesis chapter 1. Same sex couples are all about destroying the image of God. Jesus redeemed the image of God in us by Himself marrying His Bride, the Church. He did this by a mercy founded on justice, taking our place, the Innocent for the guilty, so that He might have the right in His own justice to have mercy on us. At the Holy Sacrifice of the Mass, the Last Supper, the Wedding Banquet of the Lamb, we see His wedding vows united with Calvary: This is my Body given for you in sacrifice. This is the Chalice of my Blood poured out for you in Sacrifice. Total self-sacrificing giving to His Bride the Church. Providing His grace to us while we remain in this world with all the just effects of original sin chosen with the sin, we can validly make true wedding vows to love the other instead of merely use the other. Same sex “unions” are all about using the other person. If there was true love, it would be to live chastely, encourage the other person to live chastely, and NOT live together.

The only reason to have a same sex couple live together is to actively feed a disordered psychological state involving attraction to the body of the same sex partner. Pope Francis… or Scicluna… or Martin… or McCarrick… might think that living together is not an occasion of sin for the same sex couple. Maybe. What a crock. The fact is that this is a grave occasion of sin, sharing a shower, sharing a bed, you know, sharing.

Let’s take a look at another image of Christ, that is, the anti-Christ, who looks like Jesus. Satan, naked, is behind him. Here’s the question: whose hand is coming out from under the cloak? Look again. The anti-Christ is the puppet of Satan…

The pedestal that they are on has an image of the false prophet Balaam beating his donkey. The Dominican friar below, axed in the head, is what the anti-Christ and Satan are pointing to. This is what it’s all about: murdering the saints.

Read the whole of Romans chapter 1. Just do it. Frightening. I regret all the souls who will cave into lust after the comments of Pope Francis and risk going to hell. I regret that this kind of scandal is what can make one risk going to hell. Pope Francis, come back to Jesus!

Also, this is, I agree with many, that which may be seen as an attempt to derail the re-election of President Trump.

Also, you have to know, no one cares for and loves homosexuals more than the Catholic Church. We want them to live chastely, to be pointed to heaven, to become great, great saints. The Catholic Church (whatever about Pope Francis) preaches the truth in presenting the very clear truth of the Scriptures. The truth will set you free. Jesus will set you free. The Holy Spirit will give you great, great joy.

Pray for Pope Francis. Don’t hate him. Don’t be misled by him. Love your enemies. Pray for him. Hail Mary…

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Shadow-dog vs robbers in most lawless druggie town

Shadow-dog: Taller than the highest on height descriptions of any GSD. Five overflowing cups of dog-food in the morning. Five more overflowing cups of dog-food in the evening. He’s very loyal. A really good friend. I’ve seen him angry. He barks at the druggies and the home-invaders. He’s been shot four times with hunting pellets of a pellet gun, and shot at by a 9mm (which hit his doghouse). Shadow-dog is in great health and at the very top of his game. Good daaawg!!!

Meanwhile, I’m getting home-invasion attempts frequently, sometimes multiple times a week. The other night a guy jumped the chain link fence out back. I heard him, as my bedroom window was open. Shadow-dog immediately made a comment, a very deep full-throated double woof-WOOF!!! Shadow-dog bolted from his doghouse to the back yard. As he was doing that at about the speed of light, the home-invader guy said, “Oh, S#|+!!!” and then jumped the fence again. Ha ha!

Last night I heard a skateboarder stop out front. Shadow-dog made some comments, but didn’t see him out front. Instead, this time, a neighbor who keeps close watch saw the guy bathed in my super-bright LED flood-lights examining the house closely, within inches of the house. Seeing that he was seen by the neighbor, the invader guy disappeared down the creek to the side of the rectory toward the drug house, into the dark. Of course he did.

That this guy couldn’t have cared less about the ultra-super-bright-lights is actually a big deal. This means either that he’s drugged out of his mind (which means he’s extra-dangerous) or that he’s done this and gotten away with it so many times that he absolutely doesn’t care about being seen (which means he’s super extra-dangerous).

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Done! So happy to vote! In front of God and everyone.

Early machine voting is at the county electoral office across from the court house and police station in Murphy NC. The workers and many volunteers there (always friendly, always competent, always well organized) were all so very friendly.

I had a sample ballot with me (which was exact, by the way), and, when I entered, I received a baggy with an “I VOTED 2020” sticker in it. I taped that to the back window of the vehicle. I once made the mistake of peeling off the backing and sticking that to Sassy the Subaru. It’s almost impossible to remove. So, just packing tape.

The baggy also had a really nice pen, with which I signed an affidavit that I’m me and do live at my address. The other “pen” you see above is actually a stylus to use on the touch screen on the voting machine itself. I just used my knuckle since I’m a knucklehead. The screens are cleaned before and after every single vote. A mask is also provided. Great! Now I have an extra one for visits to the aged and infirm. Yay!

In other words, it’s all made super easy.

Sometimes the line to vote goes around the building and down the parking lot of the bank nearby. I was lucky and was next up inside the election office. I only had to wait in the lobby 30 seconds or so. The machines were all busy inside and by the time I got out the line was forming once again.

The election officials love it. They are averaging about 900 votes a day in that one early voting office. This is many times over all other elections ever. It’s historic participation in this county already weeks before election day.

Voting in this most important election made me happy. You might say that secular things like this shouldn’t be a source of happiness for me, but I’ll tell you this: voting in this election in these USA is a moral imperative before God in that the moral issues are absolutes. We have to stop pro-abort maniacs. We have to stop the promised persecution of the Catholic Church. Etc. So, yes, I did my part in this small but extremely important way and I placed this action before God. I was very happy before God. Yes.

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Denying Joe Biden Communion? Of course! My Canon 915!

A comment came in from a supposed Kanuck who doubts that she may be welcome to comment seeing that she is a Kanuck. I guess she has an ultra-nationalist sway, but she can ask herself about that one. I wanted to give that comment a bit more of an audience and so I’m placing it here, but with my [comments]:

/// I’m a Canadian; so, I concede that I’ve little ‘right’ to comment on this topic [No, really, go ahead!]; but, I find it difficult to understand HOW a Priest of the Catholic Church can deliberately, and publicly, sully the professed ‘Catholicism’ [you put that in scare-quotes, didn’t you? Isn’t that a hypocrisy on your part?] of a public, political figure [She’s talking about Joey Biden at this post: Joe Biden: anti-Catholic, anti-human and horrifically racist… says this priest ] — on the word (gossip?) of another Priest [Umm… “this priest” in the title refers to me, the publisher and owner and writer of this blog, so I guess you’re gossiping about me gossiping, are you not?]. I sincerely believe that such would be the ‘job’ of the appropriate Bishop (who could then, publicly deny Mr. Biden his ability to receive The Eucharist ‘in good faith’). [Well, I don’t care what you sincerely believe. And I didn’t mention denying Joey Holy Communion in that post, did I? Anyway, living in Ottawa as you do you would think you could do a bit more research on the Canon Law of this matter with the Dominicans at Université Saint-Paul, where a good friend directs doctoral theses in Canon Law. But, nooo…. you jump right into it. Check out Canon 915 there missy. Or maybe you did and you don’t actually like all that hierarchical stuff like promulgated universal law of the Church. And I see you put “in good faith” regarding the Bishop[!] in scare quotes, or are you referring to Biden? Pfft.] Such is the situation here, in Canada, where Mr. Trudeau — who claims to be Catholic — has very publicly stated that he is ‘pro-abortion’ [and why would you put pro-abortion in scare quotes?]; and that he has no intention of ever ‘reversing’ or ‘changing’ the Law regarding abortion! [I guess your scare quotes mean you think that reverse or change of abortion law is just impossible anyway?] After that, the Bishop of Ottawa PUBLICLY stated that Mr. Trudeau would no longer be able to participate in receiving “the Body and the Blood of Christ”. However, several weeks later, a Catholic Elder Statesman died; and in honor of the deceased, a TELEVISED Catholic Funeral was held for him at The Cathedral in Montreal, Quebec (where he had resided). The church was packed, and Mr. & Mrs. Trudeau sat right at the front of the church. So, when the time came for the reception of the Eucharist, Mr. & Mrs. Trudeau were the first to present themselves at the Communion rail — and they both received The Body & Blood of our Lord, Jesus Christ!! Needless to say, I was shocked … that Mr. Trudeau had even DARED to present himself to receive Communion; and that the Bishop of Montreal did not seem to know that this privilege had been revoked for Mr. Trudeau, by the Bishop of Ottawa! I considered it a public scandal; but no one in the Church and NO ‘Catholic’ clergy ever publicly said one more word about it. [So, you want me to sully their names on the hearsay of others? I wasn’t there. But I’m to take this from you?] ///

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Here’s the deal: Joey Biden doesn’t think he is sullying his name or that I am sullying his name just because I present what he has done with all of his pro-abortion, pro-gay-marriage, pro-persecution of the Catholic Church, pro-forced transgender rubbish, etc. Joey Biden sullies his name all on his own. He’s proud of it. What are you talking about?

Regarding denying Holy Communion to notorious sinners such as Biden and Pelosi and Kerry and Teddy Kennedy back in the day, and so on, even an Extraordinary Minister of Holy Communion is to deny Holy Communion to such notorious sinners even if there has been no previous warning and even if there has been no consultation with the pastor of the parish, the priest of that Mass, the bishop, the metropolitan, the bishops conference, whatever. Notorious sinners must be denied, on the spot, every time. Joe Biden is one of the most notorious sinners in world history. And not even a bishops conference can undo the universal law of the Church. A priest or EMHC denying Joe Biden Holy Communion is not being disobedient to any bishop who demands that Joe Biden be given Holy Communion. No. We are not to be obedient to a sinful order. Ecclesiastical authorities who demand sin are acting ultra vires, beyond their powers, and in doing that they lose authority for that demand.

Anecdote: Just because the commenter seems to be purposely ignorant of Canon 915 (I’ll leave that up to her own exam of conscience) doesn’t mean that others are ignorant of it.

Back in the day I was parochial vicar in the most liberal parish in Australia, and that’s saying quite a bit. There had been horrific world-class scandal and sin in that parish on a very public scale. The larger picture involved deacon-whistleblowers getting sacked, priests being laicized, priests getting married to the secretaries who became rectory cleaners[!] while the priests continued as grounds crew; bishops and cardinals galore were involved, and some of those were sacked. It all came to a head again when I said I was going to refuse one of the extremely unrepentant and super-public miscreants Holy Communion. All hell broke loose. But that’s a very long story, epic in every way. What happened made it’s way through rank and file of the Congregation for the Doctrine of the Faith and finally to a General Congregation where is was the pivotal example that would keep Canon 915 as is, and not weakened. It silenced all objections to Canon 915. I have a lot of friends in a lot of high places. Thank you […]. And thank you – at the time – Cardinal Joseph Ratzinger, and thank you, now Saint Pope John Paul II. :-)

Just to say: I have been so tempted through the years – and I still might do this – tempted to get a license plate for the car which says CANON915. That’s eight letters, and in North Carolina you get eight letters to use on a personalized license plate. :-)

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