Sunday mornings, when I’m on my way back into town from across the mountain, pretty much every Sunday, I slam on the brakes in favor of a guy who is running red lights in town going perhaps three times the speed limit. I watched in horror as he nearly T-boned another vehicle the next street down. That I just happen to see him like this at varying times on Sunday mornings means that he’s probably running up and down main street running streets lights just to do it, actually wanting to hit someone or get hit. But, for some reason, we still have no police.
Also on camera are a very large group of just-graduated High School Seniors who just destroyed the school (just up from the rectory) both outside and inside. Perhaps the administration doesn’t want to bring this matter further, you know, because hopefully this doesn’t speak to the character of students (or the type of education they dished out to them) but it was just a being caught up in the situation kind of thing, you know, like those who raped and killed and committed arson during the riots all over the country. And anyway, for some reason, we still have no police.
I think I saw some of this group the other day at the supermarket. It was not a good scene. I was fully expecting they were going to start throwing all the products onto the floor all over the store. It sounded like they had started a fight with a customer just one aisle over from me. Very loud. Very obnoxious. Full adrenaline for them, like they had also just snorted up cocaine. One of them got a pack of high-energy drinks. Not sure if he bought them. Then they were gone, just like that. Thank goodness they didn’t escalate stupidity. And anyway, for some reason, we still have no police.
I could go on, but you get the idea.
Meanwhile, here’s a picture of flowers that are next to the statue of the Immaculate Conception out on the front steps of the rectory, you know, also next to the Thin Blue Line flag (most appreciated by county law-enforcement). Why is that?
Because Mary was immaculate, had purity of heart and agility of soul and clarity of vision and profundity of understanding, she saw all the horror of her day and ours. She knew that while secular policing was necessary, it is conversion of heart and mind and soul to God which is the only way, and it is for that which she interceded. Remember the (one time) Chinese Communist Party guy who said that without God society needs an almost infinite number of police just to barely be able to survive, while a society with God needs very few police, as people police their own actions by the grace of God. But anyway, for some reason, we still have no police on active duty, not even one officer, and that’s not because everyone in town is a believer, that’s for sure. We need police.
And while Jesus’ dearest mother is surely interceding for the conversion of souls, she is also interceding with her Son that have our police department restored. Here’s flowers for you, Mary.
The sign is now gone. Don’t know why. We have no police on active duty. We should be supporting and praying all the more. Right?
Those who benefit are the druggies and buffoons. Some hours ago, a couple of hundred yards away from me, a girl was attacked by some guy with a pitchfork, stabbing her. Because this is the new normal. It’s been going on for the last, say, three and half years, meaning that we rarely have police on active duty in town.
Why’s that you ask? Good question. Let’s investigate that. And then, let’s investigate that. And after that, let’s investigate that.
At this point I’m getting a bit cynical of “investigations.” Seems to me that as often as not the word investigation is thrown out to hang in the air while people say, “Oh! An investigation! So, someone’s doing something about it! Yay!” but really what happens is that there is no investigation at all, just laughter. Right?
I mean, I will be happy to be proved wrong about this. But after years of this, I’m really very, very cynical. And this one of my little ways to use a cattle prod on those who could do something to just go ahead and do it.
I’m sick of seeing little kids at drug houses. Just letting it go, live and let live, is tantamount to watching a slow murder. When a little kid is at a drug house it’s likely to mean that that kid is getting raped even multiple times a day, and made to be a drug addict, you know, a new scout, a new runner, a new distributor, a new money collector, a new… enforcer… a new… rapist… a new guy who takes a pitchfork and stabs some girl just down the street. But live and let live, right?
The good ol’ boys club at work? Dunno.
As for me and my house, we will continue to support and pray for the police.
So, I bet that will be appealed. The judge, using Biden-logic, is trying to force the usage of girls school showers by biological males who pretend they are girls. I mean, girls being girls, you know, with a maternal instinct, if an 18 year old biological male was in an open shower “accidentally” bumping into girls, I mean, just guessing, but I’m guessing that the 18 year old biological male sexual assault rapist would have an explanation of how things really are by a mob of girls, just like that. Just guessing, girls being girls with a maternal instinct, after all.
And, just guessing, if the biological male sexual assault rapist survives that explanation, and shows up at campus again, just guessing, but methinks the straight guys are going to man up and teach yet another lesson, explaining the matter even more thoroughly in a manner that will not be forgotten.
And, just guessing, if the biological male sexual assault rapist survives that, and if the father of the girl hears what happened, I’m guessing he’s going to find the biological male sexual assault rapist who “accidentally” bumped into his daughter, both naked in those Biden-showers, and will teach that biological male sexual assault rapist yet another lesson, explaining the matter even more thoroughly. I’m not encouraging violence. No. I’m just stating what I think is likely to happen.
And then what might happen? The biological male sexual assault rapist is going to be the national LGBTQI+ poster-“girl”, and be awarded with Presidential and Congressional medals. At the same time, the young men and the father who explained the situation to the biological male sexual assault rapist will be imprisoned for hate crimes for their enhanced explanations by the exalted Department of Justice, right?
So, just guessing, but this is already going on in secular colleges and universities. The Dems pick on the Christians (because Catholics cave, right?), to make a lesson of them, like raping them, raping their little girls.
Where are the men in America? Are they incapable of providing explanations, enhanced explanations? Or have they all lost themselves to… wait for it… porn? It’s all the new normal. No big deal.
But Jesus, Himself stripped down and crucified so as to mock Him for all His integrity and honesty and chastity, will Himself come to judge the living and the dead and the world by fire. And that judgment will last for eternity. Amen.
Oh, I forgot, Biden with his Biden-rule favoring sexual assault and rape, is administered Holy Communion. Sigh.
For those Catholics with Catholic Schools with sports programs, unless y’all win on appeal, you’ll have to have sports which don’t necessitate showers or locker rooms for anything.
Solution: Sports in school can be along the lines of weaponry marksmanship! Clean, fun, no drama. If I remember correctly, youth marksmanship programs at the public schools in my parish saw them take first place trophies. Do it!
ON THE ONE HAND:Let’s take a look at wrong-headed LEOs. But first of all, let me say that the misleading headline of FoxNews should instead read that the Police had unlawfully confronted a pastor during a religious service and then later arrested him. FoxNews makes it look like the pastor is at fault. He’s not.
Let’s see the video of their actually hunting him down and arresting him. It took them – what? – something like six weeks to find him, when he was out and about as always taking care of street people, as if that’s a bad thing, you know, like outdoors, where Covid has zero chance of spreading. Oh, I get it, they had to have overwhelming force and that took six weeks of planning.
And then there is the fencing of churches because, you know, there are more “cases”, which means that there are heaps of people with no symptoms, maybe some few who have a 98.7F temp just because of normal body-temp fluctuation. The Canadian Prime Minister has long said that this is all about the “great reset”, that it has nothing to do with any coronavirus. Get it? No religion allowed. In the USA, Dems voted God out of their “party.”
And there are more arrests rendered against pastors. And there is the fencing of properties:
The pastor of the GraceLife campus was in jail for a month. I wonder if the DOC had him purposely raped and beaten.
Outside of the SSPX in Ireland, I don’t know of any Catholic churches that have been harassed. You know why? Because pretty much every Catholic church is closed in Canada, relying on Chinese controlled Zoom (as if that could provide the Sacraments).
Here in these USA, so many Catholic churches are giddily enjoying political correctness with the likes of Joey Biden and opening their churches but as converted over to being injection clinics. This is true, even though all available “vaccines” have purposely aborted super healthy well developed babies for research, development and testing of “vaccines.”
We’ve come to a time when atheistic dialectical materialism holds that proper worship of God (tongue in cheek) is the murder of the most defenseless among us. See how the Catholic pastors fall. I thank these non-Catholic Christians for giving us a good example. But will we follow it?
Here in Cherokee County of North Carolina we have a town meeting on film showing how, in a packed meeting, like sardines, no law enforcement – all the leadership of which was in attendance – were wearing masks, none of the town leaders were wearing masks. Nobody in the room was socially distanced.
But that wouldn’t stop Federal police of whatever kind smashing people down in a church and arresting everyone, desecrating the Blessed Sacrament during Mass (in a Catholic Church), terrorizing everyone.
ON THE OTHER HAND: We have this from Father Kirby. He has high praise of LEOs, as do I, but he points out, as do I, that there is total hypocrisy when LEOs go against their oath to protect the murder of the least among the brethren. Great homily, Father Kirby:
The same “higher standard” applies to those who as Catholic priests and bishops profess to uphold the protection of life from natural conception to natural death, protecting the very image of God in creation, but then hypocritically attack God’s image among the most defenseless in the womb by defending and promoting (God forbid requiring) abortion-tainted “vaccines”.
How very arrogant and entitled we are these days. Will Jesus find any faith upon the earth when He returns?
BY THE WAY AND JUST TO SAY: LEOs that I know have said that they would never infringe on anyone’s Constitutional rights, no matter for what “reason.”
This is tagged “Humor” because I had to LOL when I heard the officer ever so politely say things ever so calmly like “O.K.” and “Thanks.” I mean, this is sad, tragic, that anyone whomsoever could have such an attitude as does this woman. Wow. But it’s great to see the officer give back utter professionalism. So cool. LOL.
Look, all lives matter, black and blue and white and whatever. We’re all God’s children, well, except for those who don’t want to be. But nobody is beyond Redemption and Salvation, even this lady. Jesus’ grace is more than sufficient, but we can’t go around rejecting Jesus, meaning that we have to love God and neighbor, and racism like this is forbidding that love of God and neighbor, right?
So, just in these last days and weeks, Canada has been following Ireland, so that everything is pretty much wide open, but if there are one or two people in church for Holy Mass (this time a Traditional Latin Mass), all hell breaks out and the Covid Police come to smack people down, chasing altar boys into the sacristy (Yikes!) and parishioners thrown out of the church, the police demanding that they want identifying info to put the offenders on “THE LIST” surely turning into “THE BOOK.”
But will this not turn out to be the Book of Life, with those so listed going to heaven, keeping up with the sacraments?
I’m not bragging with these Flowers for the Immaculate Conception. No. It’s easy for me in far, far, far Western North Carolina. Zero law enforcement officers of any agency could care less about Covid, masks, social distancing, whatever. And we have that on film, multiple agencies in a town meeting with extreme lack of social distancing, none of them wearing a mask. So, it’s easy for me to offer Holy Mass for the past year and a half as normal as normal can be. It’s easy for me to provide all the Sacraments for Jesus’ flock. That’s not to virtue signal. No. Any priest by chance in these parts would do the same, all things being equal, right?
For priests in Ireland, Canada, the Vatican, and elsewhere around the world, things aren’t so easy. There is an outright persecution. Would I be as brave as some of them are in persecution? I’m not going to claim that. That’s about God’s grace, and I have no control over that. Without God’s grace, I’m a total idiot.
So, if I’m doing my rounds to provide the Sacraments and I take a picture of flowers for the Immaculate Conception like the picture up top, it’s also as a gift to her on behalf of those who would do this if they could or are smacked down for trying. So, flowers for you, dearest Mary, from us priests around the world. Show yourself to be a mother to us! Monstra te esse Matrem! We pray for those who are ever so afraid afraid afraid afraid afraid. Hail Mary…
I like that… “according to a police report.” Best police ever. LOL.
This is why USMC is the USMC. This is why LEOs are LEOs. Yay! LOL.
Sorry, it’s said that we’re not to rejoice in the downfall of our brethren… um…. (laughing out loud, more quietly). LOL LOL LOL! Can’t help myself.
Here’s the deal. We are not to rejoice in the moral downfall of anyone. We are not to hope that someone goes to hell. No. That would not give glory to Jesus but only to Satan. I get that. But this is just, say, a guardian angel tripping this guy up so that he can turn his life around. And in that we can all rejoice. LOL.
We’re looking to get the 8th police chief in three years coming up. Get that? You think that’s the fault of the chiefs, of the officers, all of them, so many officers, so many chiefs, in so little time, career LEOs or fresh out of BLET?
There was a town meeting last week at the Firehouse. We found out that our officers not only did not break the law, but that they did not break any policy, at all. In fact, what they are accused of allegedly doing seems entirely reasonable, laudable, indeed, necessary, as a matter of personal, city and county security, and because of that, of state and national security. If what happened to these officers is happening elsewhere, we’re all drowning in deep sewerage. Personally, I think they should get a medal for what they allegedly did, casting a light – with humor :-) – on what seems to me to be dark and dangerous and wide, wide, wide open to abuse. Yep. It’s always best to avoid pre-arranged ambushes of police officers, don’t you think? :-)
I pushed a bit in that town meeting – speaking four times – with the last intervention being four words: “Pay and back-pay.” It worked. Now they have their pay, though they are still suspended. I call them victims, not perps. I do not think they did anything imprudent, or because they lack experience, or whatever. Some of these guys have long time military and law enforcement careers. Instead, I think they allegedly did what they very precisely had to do until investigations about who and why can take place. :-)
If what allegedly happened to them in their police station – taking them by surprise – happened in my house, I would not have the same actually very benign and humorous and entirely laughable response. :-)
I would be very much tempted to do the Keanu Reeves thing if I were outside the city limits and having no neighbors, tempted to… – in less than a second and from the hip – take out multiple non-human non-animal targets. :-)
I have done up a bit of practice and I am happy to report that it has stuck with me. Sorry, just a bit of humor there. Laugh with me. :-)
It would have fictionally gone something like this in that fictional house of mine :-)
Let me say one more thing: :-)
To the liberals out there: Don’t be Red Flagging me for putting up a bit of humor with Mel Gibson. This IS humor. We’re allowed humor, are we not? Oh, I forgot, liberals have no sense of humor, except, say our Vice-President, who hysterically laughs in the face of drug cartels and human trafficking and sexual abuse and murder in kid-cages at the border. I would laugh, instead, at what would be truly humorous, like the the alleged perps of our day going to prison, say Hillary and Bill, say Comey and Rosenstein, say Kerry and Pelosi, say drug cartels and sex traffickers. :-)
Talk about a way to protect corrupt cops on the take from cartels, mafiosi or even from local idiot politicians who protect mid-level drug and prostitution rackets. LEOs who are believers will be thrown out of law enforcement, while criminals will be hired.
All un-Constitutional you ask? As if that were the end of discussion and it ain’t gonna happen? Since when did we even have a Constitution or a Justice Department that could care less about any Constitution? When did Hillary or Strzok or Comey or Obama or any of these guys be brought up seriously on charges?
Nobody who is anybody in the dark world of corruption is prosecuted, ever. The only ones prosecuted in entirely kangaroo courts are those who thirst for justice and mercy, for a Constitutional Republic with the Rule of Law that is actually followed.
I don’t know the origin of that term “kangaroo courts” but I imagine that it has to do with judges and political correctness, as kangaroos travel in herds of hundreds and even thousands. And yet, it is also applicable to those not granted any due process, such as to those who follow the Constitution of these United States. The pass-time for Aussies is to stand up on the back of a flat-bed truck, holding on to the crash-bar at the back the cab with one hand while holding a rifle in the other (yes…) shooting as many roos and joeys as they can in an afternoon.
Oh! I forgot! The same thing has been happening in the military. Anyone who does not actively persecute particularly believing Catholics is smashed down. And here Catholics were the vast majority of military members.
Oh! I forgot! The same thing has been happening in our intelligence agencies. THE enemy of the State is the guy who loves God and loves neighbor, who respects others by joyfully living the Constitution with the Rule of Law.
Oh! I forgot! There are moves to destroy the Constitution, and legislatures are openly trying to pass laws against the Rule of Law. This is how all societies fail. We are in the very last stage of failure.
But there are always good people who are believers – no matter what – and they will be instruments enabling open love of God and neighbor in a society that protects the same. But when will be smashed down in the process.
As for me, I want to go to heaven, so I couldn’t care less about the being smashed down part. Heaven is forever.
The present idiots get five bucks of corruption money and then go to hell. Their choice.
We pray that all might want to go to heaven. Our Father… Hail Mary… Glory be…
Seriously? Polish? Again? You know why? About the only Catholics going to church in England and Ireland are Polish immigrants who are Catholic. So, the Polish Catholics are made the example.
How do you know those serving are not all living together in the same orphanage? Are the assuming they are live in separate homes? Is this just an excuse to persecute the Catholics in bloody England?
There will always be excuses. Covid-19 idiocy is convenient today.
Why the persecution? It wouldn’t be there if church leadership wasn’t so terribly corrupt. But now people have to push and shove in order to get some witness to the Gospel. Because of the wounds on the risen Body of the Lord Jesus, people have a right to get witness from us. If we don’t given it willingly, it will be taken by force.
This is in Calgary, Canada. This is pastor is great. I’m guessing he and his little congregation are Messianic Jews. I don’t know. I’m guessing he’s got a Jewish background, that many in his family were burned alive in the ovens in his native Poland. He knows the signs of progression of persecution. Non-Jews will mention Hitler or the Nazis. Pretty much no one mentions the Gestapo these days. We’re too ignorant. He does mention the Gestapo and he’s not ignorant. Anyway, the point is that this is a church, and services are taking place. Call the Mounties! Sorry…
Just guessing, but it’s rather likely the police will come back in even greater numbers, not only with warrants to search the building for maskless parishioners to smash them to the ground – purposely waiting for another service so as to arrest them, including babies and grannies – but also with warrants to arrest the pastor for having been an obstacle to law enforcement or whatever resistance to persecution in Canada is called. I bet they throw the pastor in prison for terrorism because, you know, he holds that God is a higher authority than the state. It’s a demonic power thing of the state. Any challenge to atheistic smashdowns is terrorism.
I think he should research who it was who ordered the police to coordinate such a large group of officers to gang up on the church. Perhaps research will discover some conflicts of interest. That’s how any Kristallnacht begins, a bit of greed, a bit of complicity, of bit of adrenaline to aid one in keeping one’s job. And then the unthinkable happens, that is, unthinkable for those self-congratulators who won’t see it even when the ovens are burning hot. They will say that the pastor should have been more nicer! The sophisticates will just say they got what they deserved. Yep. That includes people around you.
“But Father George! Father George! Tell us what YOU would do!”
Well, as one Police Officer told me, he would never contravene anyone’s Constitutional rights. Never. But, he’s not around anymore. Sigh.
We don’t have a tabernacle in church right now as we accomplish renovations back to tradition, but if we are a point in Holy Mass after the Consecrations, the first thing I would do would be to consume the Blessed Sacrament so that there would be no desecration. As I was doing that I would tell everyone either to start filming the raid or call 911. (I know, I know. But it get’s the incident onto recorded, discoverable format, easily subpoenaed in court.)
The second thing I would do is tell the officers that they themselves will be personally liable in any civil, criminal and Constitutional cases, because – yes – that is how liability works when officers break the law. It doesn’t matter that they were “forced” to do so by any superiors.
Here’s the deal:
Advice from the CDC doesn’t forbid people not to wear a mask if they cannot do so for whatever medical reasons, such as asthma. Just because someone is not wearing a mask doesn’t mean that they are breaking the law. I’m not a minister of justice of the State and the State cannot force me to be a minister of justice of the State. I have no right to have people declare their medical difficulties in public. Ain’t gonna happen. And officers cannot force people to repeat their medical histories publicly. Hipaa laws, however mitigated, aren’t that mitigated. Any arrests made on presumption of medical history is, instead, the purposed disrupting of a religious service, a criminal act in North Carolina on the first offense. A second and especially a third offence is going to have you doing serious time, officer or not. And if you pick on one church, you had better smash down all the churches, as otherwise it will be a rather pointed hate-crime against a particular class of people, in the case of my church, Catholics.
If two dozen people crammed into two or three pews are not social distancing I’m not going to call them out and make them explain that they all live in the same house because they are so poor. Ain’t gonna happen. I’m not a minister of justice of the State and the State cannot force me to be a minister of justice of the State. And if LEOs arrest people based on mere appearances and not on any facts whatsoever, what they are doing instead is the purposed disrupting of a religious service.
The third thing I would do, haven’t talked over any such officers – and again, I can only imagine this happening here as a political smack down to keep me in line – the third thing would be to do exactly what the pastor in the top video did. Of course, around here, it would take exactly one second for me to smashed to floor cuffed behind my back. So be it. Take me, not the parishioners. Make an example out of me, not the parishioners. Is it me you want? Well, then, take me, but not my parishioners. I think Someone else gave that example already.
Besides your phone tracking where you are especially when you turn off all tracking, shut the phone off entirely, and take out the main battery, with much more accurate tracking than if you just left it all on and enabled, media systems and all their adjunct driving “aids” on cars newer than not also have plenty of GPS trackers.
But more than that vehicles can also be tracked with GPS locators, often placed by the owners of vehicles in high car-theft areas. Car makers often provide an option to have car tracking installed in the factory, providing phone apps to help law enforcement. Remember the Asian guy in the Boston Marathon bombing aftermath? This guy is great.
Trackers can save your life and the lives of others.
And as far as any law enforcement placing a tracker on any car… Great! I love it! The more the merrier! Fill up my car, inside and out!
All that exclamation point excitability is for all things being equal, that is, with the person being tracked not being someone who is discovering untold corruption and racketeering in criminal organizations or criminal cover-up going on where it shouldn’t be happening. We’ll assume the good, so, it’s all good.
I’ve never seen any trackers on my vehicles, not that I ever really searched. For me, it’s like, whatever. Maybe they are there for good. Maybe they are there for other than good reasons. Whatever the case, removing a tracker can possibly be against the law, having you wind up in prison. And – as Hillary once said – what difference does it make? You take one off another more cleverly placed tracker is attached. I’ve no time for such nonsense.
Personally, I like the idea of being tracked. It leaves a computer trail that’s pretty much impossible to erase, you know, what the trails are, who’s doing the tracking. It works both ways, keeping everyone honest. My life is an open book anyway. I just have a more refined situational awareness when stupid situations are going down. And that brings welcome skill sets of how to get out of or avoid untoward situations altogether. De-escalation skills are always good.
Again, whatever. And – hey! – I might just have gone out of my own way to track my own vehicles. You never know. It’s never a bad idea. :-)
TO THE POINT: God always knows where we are, and is registering every thought we have, every move we make: He be watching us (sorry for the musical recall). More than that, our guardian angels are, thank God, doing the same. They see the face of God and us at the same time. You know…
Never mind that. He’s got his eyes open all the time. His situational awareness cannot be beat.
Guardian angels will do whatever it takes to get us to heaven, whether that means saving us from perils in this life, or NOT. They want that we have our souls pointed to heaven, that we are calling out to our Lord, that we long to go to heaven, and be prepared for that at any time.
No, I don’t care about electronic trackers. No fear! We all have something someone much better:
Angel of God, my guardian dear, to whom God’s love commits me here, ever this day be at my side, to light and guard, to rule and guide.
I get it. Now in mid-March here in Appalachia, the above flowers are NOT roses next to the church, now in many clumps and in superabundance. Neither are these roses below, next to the shrine of Our Lady of Guadalupe, now exploding altogether in honor of the Immaculate Mother of God:
But any flower is appropriate to give to the Immaculate Conception. So, there we are. They remain outside for now, since it’s Lent, and we don’t have flowers in church during Lent, as per the rubrics. However, we will have a heap of flowers in the Rectory Chapel in a few days as a prayer to our Lady for the eternal repose of a kind soul who I never met on this earth but whom I consider a good friend in heaven. For those wondering about the rubrics on this, which forbid flowers during Lent, know that I’m considering this to be an early preparation of the Altar of Repose after the Mass of the Lord’s Supper on Holy Thursday evening.
Also, as a disclaimer about these posts of Flowers for the Immaculate Conception, I have to say that there is a very dear reader who is helping me get insurance from the USCCA (the U.S. Concealed Carry Association). This protection-tool-related donation is conditioned on me putting up flowers for the Immaculate Conception every time I put up a gun-related post. Yes, that keeps a certain balance. But that series started well before that offer, and continued despite whether or not there have been any gun-related posts. Jesus wouldn’t have it any other way.
But the problem is that I had gotten into the habit of putting up a Flower for the Immaculate Conception close to the timing of any gun related post, and the Flowers post actually diminished a bit as the gun related posts diminished since the possibility of doing up tactical pistol courses has disappeared altogether (with the hermitage now being sold and occupied by others) – Sniff – and what with there being a shortage of ammo. My bad, absolutely. So, getting back into the Flowers series, perhaps a combined post would be appropriate.
How about some commentary on a Guns N Roses song hopefully appropriate also a Flower for the Immaculate Conception. I know, I know. That will take some imagination on my part. I’ve never been accused of not having an imagination! So, how about the Guns N Roses‘ song for an analogy about end of life. Haha. I have ZERO idea about the original intent of the lyrics, and I’m quite sure that what I will do in making for an analogy is not at what was intended. But it is what it is:
Mama take this badge from me [Sounds like a law enforcement officer giving up. He’s appealing to “Mama” to take his badge. For the sake of this “Flower for the Immaculate Conception,” let’s just say this is Mother Mary, Jesus’ good mom. But why should the officer be giving up and why turn in his badge?] I can’t use it anymore [But why?] Getting dark, too dark to see [Uh oh… Was he shot and he’s now bleeding out, he’s going unconscious, so that it’s too dark to see?] Feels like I’m knockin’ on heaven’s door [Does he realize that he’s heading quickly to his judgment, that he’s knocking on heaven’s door. Is he giving his badge to Mary as a token of the good works he’s done in protecting and serving at the cost of his very life? Is he calling out to Jesus’ good mom for her intercession for his soul as he goes to meet her Divine Son? This bespeaks great faith and hope, that belonging to the Holy Family is for all of us. I hope I have such faith when it’s my turn to go before Mary Immaculate’s good Son…] Knock-knock-knockin’ on heaven’s door Knock-knock-knockin’ on heaven’s door Knock-knock-knockin’ on heaven’s door, eh yeah Knock-knock-knockin’ on heaven’s door, eh yeah Mama put my guns to ground I can’t shoot them anymore That cold black cloud is comin’ down Feels like I’m knockin’ on heaven’s door Knock-knock-knockin’ on heaven’s door… /// … oh yeah … /// [skipping some un-necessary lyrics not fitting the analogy!] Knock-knock-knockin’ on heaven’s door, wow oh yeah
Let’s get some proper perspective, you know, from the Officer’s point of view. 2,321,939 views April 23 2018 (That would be the Feast of Saint George!)
For a shorter, somewhat more intense video with an analysis of the lyrics by yours truly:
We’ve been dubbed the Chief Killer Town many police chiefs ago. Not that I’m counting. It’s the paper that reports that we’ve now been through something like six in three years. We’re looking for number seven! We are often with no Police Department, or perhaps we have one officer, then two, or we’re taken over by the Sheriff’s Department. As of the other day, we have four officers plus one Chief. Great! That’s the most we’ve had in a long time. Oh, wait… Our present Chief, hired December 8, 2020, just resigned effective March 8, 2021, on his three month anniversary. Our anniversaries are in months for Police Chiefs, not years.
Hey! I’m not blaming the town in writing about all of this. I’m not saying that anyone in particular is to blame for the moniker Chief Killer Town. I’m guessing that came from other counties and precincts right across the state and in the tri-State area here, you know, perhaps without knowing any of the particulars, not that I know anything. We live in a rapidly changing culture. Respect for the Constitution and the Rule of Law is decimated.
But the real American Way is to encourage people to have their identity securely established by God, the Natural Law of the Creator being utterly consistent with the Ten Commandments, all that being a sine qua non, a without which not. Americans by and large police themselves with love of God and neighbor. The present national administration’s attack on religion on every single front is a bid to remove from souls the identity that they have in God. The only two ways to police a situation without God are (1) by fear and brute force (China, Russia, North Korea, etc.)., that is, by a Defund the Police movement that instantaneously turns into a Police State with puppet officers, or (2) by running from on high the developing war lord gangs and crime syndicates that flourish like never before as people turn to escapism and arrogance – entitlement mentality! – as their new identity apart from God.
In both these cases, honest police are smashed down, as are fire-fighters, as are EMTs, who are all part of the “establishment.” It’s the criminals against “The Man”. Anything or anyone who reflects even a smidgeon of civil society is automatically the enemy.
That’s speaking generally. Just to be clear: the outgoing chief resigned, and he himself super-highly-magnificently-wondrously praised the town officials. Great! So, the town didn’t “kill” him, right? I wish him well in his future endeavors which may well include law enforcement once again. He’s totally in good standing. Friendly guy. Very capable. He’s just stepping back for awhile. Considering the change in culture, I get that, you know, the stepping back of any LEO from all this lack of support, at least for a while. We all need a break to regroup. So, great! I respect that altogether. Good on you, brother.
The purpose of writing this post is to say where we’re at before the town puts out tenders for the job of chief, as those applying should know what they are getting into. I say “tenders” because I’m guessing that anyone brave enough to apply has some room to negotiate about circumstances of employment. The one who is most fit for the job of upholding the Constitution of these USA and the Rule of Law for the good of the town is the one who will insist on a number of things before taking the job. I have a long list, but, in providing that I would be speaking out of turn. So, I’ll just offer one suggestion that all other law enforcement agencies that I am personally familiar with have accomplished or it was already this way since the beginning (because it is just common sense):
The Police Department is to be entirely removed from the campus of Town Hall and moved far away to another part of town. Totally separate campuses. Different parts of town. There is a long list of available properties. All my other unvoiced suggestions such as ending all truly hateful and self-destructive micromanagement from non-LEOs would follow from this. This is the most important non-negotiable. It’s a fail from the start if this is not accomplished from the get-go.
That’s not to say that Town Hall is not already pushing this agenda of separate campuses. I don’t know. Last I heard, which is now already something from “back in the day”, plans were to construct a new Town Hall with offices of town officials and offices of law enforcement occupying – again – the same office area. Again. Separate campuses is a non-negotiable. I would go a step further about this non-negotiable thing: properties for this end are not to be been acquired from and cannot be adjacent to any property that is owned by anyone employed at Town Hall or any politician of any kind. Period. Seriously.
I’m seriously thinking of having a referendum put on the ballot this November 2021 about all this if the powers that be don’t proclaim that this is what they intend to do right now. In saying that I realize that I’ve laid myself wide open. It is what it is. The more I see drugs and violence and kids lives being destroyed on any number of levels all over town, it’s just something that has to be done.
Having said all that, the officers who now remain are all good guys, extremely capable, ready – oh, so very ready – to do their jobs with enthusiasm and integrity and knowledge, with seriously over the top skill sets. They’ve already been doing that, of course. I would trust my life to them. I would hope they would trust that I have their six equally. There are so very many in town who feel just as I do.
Andrews is a great little town, but it is falling into the hands of violent druggies. But if any future chief is not deterred by a challenge, this would actually present a day-to-day that’s super interesting, always changing, that makes a huge impact on ordinary lives of the citizens, so very many of whom loudly voice encouragement for our officers and again, have their six, and are quite capable of having their six.
But we’re quickly disintegrating. It’s totally salvageable and able to be brought to an exemplary level of excellence. But we’re barreling to a point of no return. We’re looking for someone who can take the reigns and let their oath to defend the Constitution and the Rule of Law shine so brightly that even the criminal element will be set on their heels as they take note that what’s right is also good for them. And that’s what we want, right? Bringing also the criminal element back to a proper sense of identity before God is what will be good for all souls still involved with this sorry dark world. God is our Light. He is Truth. His love is honest.
Some six years ago, in the Spring of 2015, at the end of National Police Week, after putting on the Officer Down Memorial Dinner here in Andrews, NC, a Dinner attended and thoroughly enjoyed by seven counties of Sheriffs, Police Depts of two cities, the Forestry Police (Federal), the Tribal Police (Federal), the State Bureau of Investigation, the FBI, DEA, et alii, I enjoyed rather intensive hazing from some of the same law enforcement agencies by way of accompaniment for nine months straight, like turning on a light switch. Every trip out. Hey! If you’re not hazed, you’re not loved, right? That what the SEALs say.
For the following nine months I counted only one half of one trip up to Graham County from Cherokee County or down into Clay County or into Macon County that I did not have bumper to bumper law enforcement accompaniment, often beginning at the end of my driveway. Bumper to bumper includes about one car length between vehicles regardless of speed or conditions. The one half of one trip that this didn’t happen occurred because it wasn’t my usual time and day to go over the mountain. But they got me on the way back. Sometimes this lasted the usual twenty miles each way. I would get accompanied to the church in Robbinsville, and then they would patrol back and forth until Mass was over, and then jump on my bumper right outside the church and stick with me all the way to Andrews. The record, in another direction, was something like 26 miles, for one guy. But there have been hand-offs, so that one pulls off only to have another literally squealing his tires to get on the bumper once again. I think that’s called gang-butt-rape. Sigh. I think the record for the hand-off thing is 36.2 miles, two counties, just crossing over into a third. This is never once blue-lighted or anything. It’s just a nice and comforting presence.
The vehicles might be marked or “unmarked.” In these parts, “unmarked” cars are rather noticeable, what with being Dodge pursuit vehicles or the usual Ford SUVs, but with crash bars utilized only by law enforcement, and sporting the usual driver-side rotator flood-light atop the sideview mirror, sometimes with a speed-laser on that corner of the dash, often with multiple tiny antennae and, of course, light-bars inside the top of the windshield, not to mention rectangular white and blue LEDs in the grill, you know, all totally undercover. I think they are starting to catch on that that’s all a bit too obvious and are snapping up “druggie cars” utterly unmarked. Finally. Good for them.
Anyway, the longsuffering accompaniment was not only bumper to bumper, but the pursuit vehicle’s right-front bumper might well be next to my back-left bumper, you know, just for fun, as in the video above. That’s the PIT maneuver position. Super dangerous. But it’s all good. Nothing happened, never stopped, except once, which is an epic story of hilarious irony with the Sheriff of that particular county himself (now many sheriffs ago) saying, in apology, that he only wanted to ask the question: “Who are you, anyway?” That stop was listened to by two entire counties over 911 scanners, as I found out later: a huge audience. This is the entertainment for the county. Just doing his job, I’m sure. I almost laughed out loud with the usual “Who are you, anyway?” question that I’ve gotten throughout my life in so many embassies and consulates foreign and of these USA.
But all that fun and hazing spread out almost daily over nine months ended extremely abruptly when I went over to Rome, Italy, for the Missionary of Mercy thing of Pope Francis at the beginning of 2016. When I came back after two weeks away, there was no longer any accompaniment, zero, like a light switch being turned off. Dang! I kind of miss it. But, be careful what you wish for.
“LET’S CAUSE A HEAD-ON COLLISION” INCIDENT:
Just the other week, going up to Graham County, there was what could only be guessed to be a spotter car going up the gorge ridge up from Topton. You just get a sense for things being totally out of place. To get where it was, the person had to stop on a blind curve and reverse without getting rear-ended far into tall weeds without accidentally sliding down the ridge some hundreds of feet, that car being right on the edge of death trying not to be seen. Really precarious. Head lights still on, the driver, eyes peeled, was on the phone. Hmmm. I’m in the habit of noticing things that are just not right. That’s training, or really just common sense. Being aware of one’s surroundings can help avoid trouble and save your life. I’m already cautious, but now the antennae were up all the more.
Graham county is infamous for “insurance” incidents, in which a couple of cars will box you in, cutting you off on the front to be right in front of you and then another hanging to the side in the oncoming lane of traffic, with them simultaneously slamming on their brakes, purposely causing you to rear-end the car to the front, a “driving too closely” incident that will gain the perps life-long insurance payments. This happened to me a number of times, but – having been warned of just such scenarios – I always slammed on the brakes (no one behind me) before they could slam on their brakes – only to have the perps also slam on their brakes just one nanosecond later – but with me escaping their malice by that nanosecond. I even had a couple of cars do this to me twice in a row within minutes on the same stretch of road. If it doesn’t work the first time, try and try again, I guess. It’s not like I didn’t recognize their cars a couple minutes later… Good ol’ Graham County. But I digress.
I didn’t have to wait long for what looked to all intents, purposes and any reconstructions like an ambush, a big white pickup truck fully parked in my lane – sideways – on what is called Dead Man’s Curve, a totally blind and restricting curve. I had to slam on the brakes and go into the at least temporarily vacant oncoming traffic lane on this blind curve in order to avoid T-boning the white pickup. Was it illegal to cross a double-yellow? Not in these precise circumstances. Saving life and limb is paramount, regardless of any possible malice on the part of the guys parking sideways in an active traffic lane on a blind curve. If I had more antennae, you know, like for CBs, Ham Radio, Radio-collar dogs, etc., they would have all have been deployed after this weirdness. I think what they wanted me to do was to avoid them and not go over the double yellow on an entirely blind curve but drift to the right onto what’s called Jack Branch Rd, a perfect place for an ambush if there ever was one. That road comes out from Anthony Branch Rd. It was just after that that I would meet the next installment of stupidity.
My guardian angel being my antenna, I was now very actively looking for another vehicle to do something stupid. Sure enough, shortly thereafter, on another blind curve also involving logistics of a blind hill – just after Anthony Branch Rd – I again had to slam on the brakes. A very large work truck sporting a snowplow usually found on a Mack Truck had stopped in the lane in front of me for no reason that I could figure out. No flashers, in gear, with the brake-lights on, ready to chase in this 55 mph zone. There were guard rails tight to the white lines on both sides. I didn’t want to cross the double yellow line and pass him even though there was no traffic coming because he could easily catch up to my little Subaru and apply the snowplow. Ain’t gonna happen.
Instead – never taking the bait to drive recklessly in these kinds of situations – I fully stopped and put on my emergency flashers some hundred yards back. I outwaited the guy until he saw the line of vehicles behind me slowing up as they crested the hill, including the original white truck parked sideways on the blind curve. This was now creeping me out as the plow-vehicle started moving along only far below the speed limit, but allowing me to stay back a couple of hundred yards, even as the white truck and the others kept back a couple of hundred yards despite the low speeds. That’s something that simply doesn’t happen in these parts unless something else is afoot.
If these were law enforcement officers working undercover, all I have to say is that they obviously don’t know how to conduct what’s called a “felony stop” which has very specific defensive tactics. This was pitiful. If this was law enforcement, they wouldn’t get any trouble from me whatsoever. If I happened to be dangerous felon, considering the unprotected logistics they put themselves in, twice, well, I hate to think about it. If these guys are law enforcement they really, really gotta get some training for felony stops. But – Hey! – maybe this is all hazing and a showing of love in good humor! Great!
Arriving into town I pulled off at a tiny strip mall that had many entrances/exits (just in case) so as to watch the parade pass by, or stop. If anyone would have pulled over next to me, 911 would have been called while I was hightailing it to the Sheriffs Department just down the road. The parade all slowed down to about ten to fifteen miles and hour, four to five times below the speed limit. The driver of the original truck blocking the road sideways was rather apoplectic as he passed by slowing down even more. I was dumbfounded when I now saw the orange – State – license plate and the letters […] on the back as he and his passenger passed by. More hazing? More love? I’m not going to criticize any of this. This was one of the more exciting accompaniments I’ve had. Great entertainment. It’s certainly good training for situational awareness. I’m sure that’s what this was all about. Great! It’s to laugh, now that it’s over. But in all actuality, it was likely a bunch of felons who stole a State license plate and put it on their own vehicle. Really. Not. Smart. Felons never are.
So, don’t get me wrong, if it isn’t something felons were up to, I’m sure it’s all for good-natured accompaniment keeping me on my toes. I’m sure someone will confess soon, laughing, all in good fun. It’s all good. I love it! :-)
ANALOGY WITH SHADOW-DOG:
As an analogy, I am reminded of the protection-accompaniment I get from Shadow-dog:
Shadow-dog also trains me up in situational awareness. Just my opinion, but methinks that Shadow-dog counts as law enforcement since it was law enforcement and our local first responders who arranged that I get him. In the wee hours the other morning (usually about 3:30 AM) the local druggies were making quite the ruckus outside the rectory. They seemed to be mightily pumped up on adrenaline, perhaps chemically assisted. Fortunately, they were making a beeline to the neighborhood drug house. They had set all the dogs of the neighborhood into loud commentary. The druggies have often threatened to beat the brains out of Macie-dog, catty-corner from me. The pellet gun shootings are now eight for Shadow-dog, two for Laudie-dog, and one for Franky-dog across the street. All survived, but some with permanent injuries. Shadow-dog won the prize for his staid rhetoric and confident oratory, keeping the druggies moving right along. I’m happy to have also this – if you will – canine law-enforcement accompaniment. Gooood daaaawwg!
ANOTHER RECENT BUMPER TO BUMPER ACCOMPANIMENT
This time, a marked car got in behind me within a couple of hundred yards from home and stayed right on the bumper for 25 miles, no push marks on my back bumper mind you, but it was really close, which, I contend, is really dangerous. I had tried to avoid all this by pulling off and not getting back on until he was long past, but no. He did the same and got right back on the bumper, right on the bumper. If you do have to slam on the brakes because there’s a tree down (common in the Nantahala Gorge after a rain) or some other traffic oddity just around a blind curve, the nice officer isn’t going to see that. He might judge that to be nefarious brake-checking, and then you’ll immediately have guns to your head. That would rather make the love-hazing all the more complete, don’t you think? So, I don’t much like this, but there’s nothing one can do. This kind of thing, now frequent once again, started up after I asked a certain law enforcement agency (of which there are many in the area: Police Depts, Sheriff’s Depts, Troopers, Tribal-Federal, Forestry, etc.) what the ratio of chaplains to counties is for their particular branch of law enforcement. One for every ten counties he said as we waited together at the check out line at the grocery store. I can’t imagine that this would make anyone upset. So I guess this is bumper to bumper thing is just more love-hazing, seeing if I can tough it out all calm, cool and collected. Well, yes, to all that. I find it humorous even while it’s also a learning experience.
I guess it’s so bad these days that all law enforcement has to assume that there is no longer any kind of support from the community. Sad, that. I always support the thin blue line. There are some bad eggs. But that’s true in every sector of society. Not that any of those possibly mentioned above are bad eggs. Not at all. These are all good guys. I’ve seen that myself, and had heard the same from many. Thanks, always, to law enforcement. That trust might get me killed. Whatever. It is what it is. lol
Just the other day the druggies in my neighborhood were readying themselves to do up a home invasion on me, but my fearless neighbor, risking life and limb, chased them away. This happens quite a bit. Andrews, NC is the drug capital for WNC, for East TN, for North Georgia. The crime has transformed and increased to crazy levels. But we don’t have stats because, you know, why should they be sent in to state level anyway? We’re a nice town! But the State is on to us now, so I imagine something might be sent in, maybe for parking tickets or the like. So, speaking of the Second Amendment…
We hear much about HR127 which in effect is tantamount to removing the Second Amendment from the Constitution of these USA. I doubt that will proceed very far. But more recently, an interview with Wuhan Joe was published (now post-inauguration), which presents something even more far reaching in its simplicity. Wuhan Joe wants to confiscate all guns, though providing his personal permission[!] for having a sidearm if there are biometrics involved, so that, for instance, a self-defense tool will not operate unless any involved fingerprints are those of the registered owner of the self-defense tool. This, of course, requires a new purchase on the part of citizens in good standing. Surely there’s no kickbacks to be involved there… Um… Also, technology for framing individuals for crimes by way of fingerprint transfers has been around for decades.
Fingerprints… I’ve submitted to that process by way of black inkings and by way of all sort and manner of glass-plate scanners right through the years right around the world and right across these USA. The fingerprinting events of whatever method have always been frustrating, with whatever law enforcement techs becoming visibly annoyed and even somewhat aggressive with my lack of viable fingerprints. Hunted criminals try to “erase” their fingerprints. No fingerprints = suspicion. The meme question to me is then: “Who are you, anyway?” This blog has sported many accounts of this occurrence which, being so frequent, is humorous.
The last fingerprinting event came about as part of the process of getting permission for second amendment Constitutional rights here in what the Sheriff has declared to be a 2A sanctuary: Cherokee County of North Carolina. The nice officer worked it seemed for an exaggerated amount of time in an attempt to acquire something, anything of recordable data for any would-be fingerprint so as to send these off to the State Bureau of Investigation. “Maybe two or three partials, maybe,” she said after many repeated attempts, exasperated that she had reached the limit of attempts possible in the law. “I’ll send what I have to the SBI, but they will reject this immediately and we will have to go through this multiple times, setting up more appointments on this end and waiting possibly for weeks each time, and then sending it all to them and waiting. This may add months to your request for getting permission. But after many attempts they also will have to accept what is there and send whatever it is off to the FBI. And then we’ll wait again.”
“No worries,” thought I. “There are other ways of ascertaining who I am, and there will be no problem at all,” thought I, smiling with sardonic contentedness. Indeed, the SBI instantaneously approved me first try – instantaneously – but not because of any viable fingerprints. The nice fingerprinting officer was shocked about this, once again giving me the “Who are you anyway?” look, and offering comments of amazement. It is to laugh.
UPSHOT: I could never fire a gun that wouldn’t fire without immediately viable fingerprints, which wouldn’t work anyway except in perfect laboratory conditions regarding temperature (cold and hot not working), no gloves (which are common when working, and/or when in cold areas, like from Texas to Canada), no sweat (that you otherwise would have even in cold weather when there is an adrenaline pumping situation), no mud, no dirt, no new scrapes since the last fingerprint scan, no blood, and no switching of hands when your own fingers of your strong hand have been shot off (a not super-infrequent occurrence as you draw up with your self-defense tool right in front of you), a bad grip for reason of broken fingers and you shove a trigger finger into the trigger guard all the way to the palm of your hand to get some viable muscle to pull the trigger (no fingerprints there), and so on.
But I don’t have fingerprints to begin with. So, how is this Constitutional? I’m a citizen in good standing, and I’m being infringed. And, yes, I have a many reasons for carrying my now permitted concealed carry tool, also openly carried here in North Carolina and in this 2A sanctuary of Cherokee County.
The joke in these days about any gun confiscation is to say: “Oh! I’m so sorry dearest confiscation officers! I would hand over all my guns but I lost them in a boating accident!” But let’s update that for my situation:
“I lost my fingerprints in a boating accident.”
Go ahead and laugh at my stupidity, as I got what I deserved: While I’ve always had trouble fingerprinting, this intensified when building the hermitage now many years ago. I needed to fill in gaps under the rafters and I used expanding foam. I didn’t read the directions and so didn’t wear gloves. This was like a gorilla glue in the hair experience. My hands had glops of foam all over them. I’ll just wash that off before it dries, thought I. Nope. Rubbing alcohol? Nope. Gasoline? Nope. I finally read the warnings on the spray-can. Uh-oh. I then tried an abrasive pot scrubber. Nope. My heart fell. I entrenched. Steel wool? Yep. After many sessions, many hours each, my hands were entirely raw. It worked, but…
“You see these marks?” asked the nice law enforcement fingerprinting officer, showing me printouts of my non-fingerprints. “The story is embarrassing,” said I, but then I recounted the story above. There was deserved rolling of eyes. I laugh at myself as well.
But should I lose my second amendment under Wuhan Joe just because I didn’t read directions on a spray foam can while going a zillion miles an hour in just getting things done in my construction tasks, even triple tasking? Even someone who makes a mistake with a spray foam can still has second amendment rights, right? Believe me, that mistake will never be made again. We can learn from mistakes. And this wasn’t criminal and there was no criminal intent.
Having said all this, I still have two requests for Diplomatic Security.
“Criminalizing oppositional ideology…” “Deprogramming…” NOT the America in which I grew up.
When “oppositional ideology” is Sacred Scripture, Natural Law, the Ten Commandments, we’re all dead. I’ve been in some 26 countries, some of them Marxist. I’ve seen this before. People tortured. Imprisoned. Killed. All because of simply not subscribing to atheistic dialectical materialism.
When those who have power prioritize destruction of conscience by way of the imposition of abortion, abortifacients, infanticide, euthanasia, the imprisonment of political prisoners, the outlawing of the free exercise of religion… then we’re all dead. People with no conscience are easily controlled. This is social engineering that looks upon you as a useful cog in the machine, until you’re not. Then you’re taken out.
But who is the “domestic terrorist”? Is it a believing Catholic. Yes, now that’s true.
C’mon man…. There’s gotta be something more to confirm that someone is a domestic terrorist.
Enter George W******* from Blacksburg, Virginia, who dropped a comment on the recent post of this blog that re-published President Trumps proclamation that 22 January is to be National Pro-Life Day. That comment promoted “***”, a social media platform which is extremely heavily criticized as being a pro-domestic-terrorist site. In other words, if I approve that comment, then I agree with domestic terrorism.
Well, George W******* knows full well that I have written at length against true racism and against any form of terrorism a multitude of times. George W******* is simply a Biden operative getting those who disagree civilly with Biden’s atheistic anti-Catholic policies to look like they are domestic terrorists. After all, if someone disagrees and belongs to that social media platform, that surely counts as a conviction of domestic terrorism, making that person identifiable as an ISIS operative who instead is simply upholding a Constitutional Republic that promotes God-given unalienable rights with the Rule of Law. And that makes me and about 300,000,000 million Americans targets of extrajudicial execution.
Ex-CIA Director and Islamicist John Brennan likened, say, Libertarians, to “religious extremists, authoritarians, fascists, bigots, racists, [and] nativists”. He’s the darling of the Dems. Worse than Libertarians are, of course, Republicans, or even worse, “Independent”, because, you know… why are they hiding?
When the government is entirely paranoid of its own population, that government is no longer for, of and by the people, by definition.
The very same people who promote “Defund the Police” insist on having a Police State when they are in power. A Police State is one in which enforcement of the governing party’s policies is the only policy of those enforcing enforcement.
After the Dem staged siege of the Capital Building on 6 January 2021 (I’m referring the pre-planning and execution of plans of BLM Antifa to create havoc, using Trump tourist as lemming pawns), Joey Biden, the fake Catholic, is faking paranoia (I guess), and is saying that the 21,000 National Guard + 5,000 Military in D.C. are a personal threat to him, and that they therefore need to be personally investigated, all of them. Since they’ve all been extremely vetted going into the National Guard and going into the Military, this can only refer to finding out who is a Republican, who supports this nation as a Constitutional Republic with the Rule of Law, who has the integrity and honesty to uphold their oath to God. By the way, the Dems voted God out of the Dem party. Yep.
If Joey the fake Catholic is insulting and humiliating the National Guard and the entire Department of Defense, what do you think his intentions are with Law Enforcement, riding on the wave of BLM hatred of Police because they are Police, riding the wave of Antifa hatred of Police because they are Police.
Here’s the deal: Those who insist that all must Defund the Police when they are out of power are the very same ones who, when they are in power, will that second create a Police State. The same people, in one second. It’s all the same, except that individual police will be let go to be replaced with others who instead take an oath to politicians who will command that anyone holding up God-given unalienable rights will have to have their brains jackbooted into the pavement. Yep.
Paranoid cowards like Joey the fake Catholic instantaneously turn into bullies when they can. Coward and bully are flip sides of the same coin. Defund the Police and a Police State are flip sides of the same coin.
This is what happens in such a Communist State. In Russia, there are massive psych hospitals to do just this:
Good ol’ Katie, as angry as AOC. Let’s time travel back into the Obama-Biden Admin:
“Father George! You’ve lost the plot! You’re all political these days! We don’t recognize you anymore!”
Here’s how it is: If the jackbooted thugs close the churches and persecute religion, will we have Holy Mass, Confessions, Last Rites anymore?
All the unalienable God-given rights go together. Only a Marxist thug and buffoon is going to say that Catholics can’t complain about the persecution of Catholics because that’s political.
Did you know that the March for Life in Washington D.C. has been cancelled? Leadership won’t answer the question as to whether they were pressured from whatever direction.
Let’s review, people voted for the guy who said that the first thing he’s going to do is reopen litigation against the Little Sisters of the Poor to force them to close all of their medical institutions for the elderly and dying because they won’t pay for abortifacients. Wait… What? Yep. And the Dems laugh. Ever here Kamala laugh?
The Little Sisters will be jackbooted onto the street with all the elderly and dying. And your fellow parishioner who voted for Joey the fake Catholic will laugh at you like Kamala laughs. They will mock: “It’s a police state now, you stupid priest! You’re next!” Yep.
What they don’t understand is that in the midst of all this, no real Catholic is phased, afraid, nothing like that. Real Catholics are with Jesus, and encouraged by our Blessed Mother Mary, are protected by their angels, are on their way to heaven. Real Catholics go on like they’ve always done. No compromise. Hello street! Hello homelessness!