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Aurelio, friend of crime lord Viggo Tarasov’s former employee John Wick, himself works for The Continental. Aurelio hits Iosef, the idiot son of Viggo Tarasov. If you do that, you die. Period.

But Aurelio did do this, and easily owns up to it, not because he’s challenging Viggo, but because he’s confident that his smacking down of Viggo’s son was the right thing to do. Sometimes you just gotta do the right thing and be joyful in owning up to it even in absolutely forbidden circumstances.

Viggo, hearing of Aurelio’s smacking down of his son Ioseph, calls Aurelio on the phone, not knowing what his own son Ioseph had done to John Wick, the most efficient hitman in the world:

• Aurelio: Aurelio speaking.
• Viggo Tarasov: I heard you struck my son.
• Aurelio: Yes, sir, I did.
• Viggo Tarasov: And may I ask why?
• Aurelio: Yeah, well, because he stole John Wick’s car, sir, and, uh, killed his dog.
• Viggo Tarasov: [pause… pause… pause…] Oh.

Sorry. Just had to share that. This kind of thing has happened to me so very many times. It happens a lot if you just don’t compromise. That conversation would go something like this in my life, a fictional example:

• Restorationist Priest: Father George speaking.
• The Bishop of Rome: I heard you were faithful to Jesus.
• Restorationist Priest: Yes, Holy Father, I was.
• The Bishop of Rome: And may I ask why?
• Restorationist priest: Yeah, well, because there’s a general apostasy, so I had to step up.
• The Bishop of Rome: [pause… pause… pause…] Oh.

It’s not that I’m a man of focus, commitment, sheer will… something others know very little about, and it’s not that I’m so capable at slaying men at will with a pencil, that is, with words on a blog… No.

Any “no compromise” attitude is had simply because I know I’m a terrible sinner and that Confession has been my salvation. I know the forgiveness of the Lord Jesus and I want others to know that same goodness and kindness. That insistence on no political correctness gets one into trouble. No, that’s not quite right… it’s the joy of that insistence on no political correctness that gets one into trouble. One gets called up, called in, called out… but then it’s all good: “Oh.” Jesus is good. He’s the Shepherd. And He let’s the sheep know that He’s in charge, a great relief. Go to Confession.