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On changing course: a race course!

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Laudie-dog is pointing out one side of a two-turn race course, the deep banked holes assisting in skidding to stop after flying through the air, and, using the now banked up back yard, instantaneously turning about, flying in the other direction. Landing on the opposite side of the yard, there is the same skid to stop banked up hole, exactly the same, identical, just in reverse. Back and forth, back and forth, back and forth.

Laudie-dog looks bewildered as this race course of changing of course doesn’t belong to her. This was created by Shadow-dog because Shadow-dog thinks he’s clever. Shadow-dog is a maniac. Behold, Saint Paul speaking of when he was a maniac, running from his good religious plan right into sin and back and forth, back and forth, back and forth, with his good religious plan being the same as his sin, you know, because he is the one doing it under his own “power,” which, of course, is nothing:

“We know that the law is spiritual; but I am carnal, sold into slavery to sin. What I do, I do not understand. For I do not do what I want, but I do what I hate. Now if I do what I do not want, I concur that the law is good. So now it is no longer I who do it, but sin that dwells in me. For I know that good does not dwell in me, that is, in my flesh. The willing is ready at hand, but doing the good is not. For I do not do the good I want, but I do the evil I do not want. Now if I do what I do not want, it is no longer I who do it, but sin that dwells in me. So, then, I discover the principle that when I want to do right, evil is at hand. For I take delight in the law of God, in my inner self, but I see in my members another principle at war with the law of my mind, taking me captive to the law of sin that dwells in my members. Miserable one that I am! Who will deliver me from this mortal body?” (Romans 7:14-24).

The idea here is that Saint Paul is critiquing his manipulative usage of religion as a way to congratulate himself. Note the constant mantra of egoism – “I” – “I” – “I” – as in “I myself come up with a religious plan that I think is good for me and I’m clever and I can save myself by my religious plan because I’m so special! Look at me! Look at me! I’m saving myself! /// He’s saying that that kind of attitude is B.S., or better, Chicken S***, inasmuch as what he’s depicted himself as is a chicken with it’s head cut off, running around mindlessly like it’s all normal and good. There are those who don’t get this until they read the last verse which I didn’t  include above. You’ll see it below, but don’t read it just yet.

Let me tell you of another crowd who have been a very large part of the crisis of priests not knowing who they are, and of the abuse crisis. They knew the last verse cited further below, but purposely went out of their way to ignore this. There’s a psych institute over in Rome connected to the Pontifical Gregorian University which trains up sisters and priests in psychology to be staff psychologists at seminaries right round the world. Their guru guy, a Jesuit priest, but actually a guru guy, Rulla, cites this passage as the be all and end all of proof that God made a mistake in creating us, or better, that God created us in a way that encourages us to save ourselves with coping mechanisms, you know, to cope with all the mistakes God made in making us. In other words, as I heard one student of Rulla say, “We’re the first ones in the history of the Church to find a way to save ourselves!”

I have very many friends who went to this psych institute and I bought the expensive books of Rulla and the institute, such rubbish, and have studied it all with some intensity. I offered the critique about Rulla’s treatment of this passage of Saint Paul to one particularly close friend who was a student of Rulla. He threw such a hissy fit. He left the lunch table angry and pouting and wouldn’t sit at the same table with me or speak to me for weeks. Finally, he apologized and said I was right. Then, after many years, having become a seminary rector, he contacted me though another friend to repeat that, yes, indeed, I was right. How’s that, you ask?

My critique is that they don’t think of sin, at all, even though Saint Paul here speaks of sin repeatedly.  And that’s why they then don’t think of redemption. They don’t think of Christ. Saint Paul does. Behold: after criticizing himself, casting aside coping mechanisms such as is also a manipulative use of religion, Saint Paul points us directly and only to Jesus who is the One to save him, wretch that Saint Paul, on his own, is:

“Thanks be to God through Jesus Christ our Lord” (Romans 7:25).

Do we change course by running back and forth, back and forth, back and forth? No. Christ Jesus reaches down and grabs us and snatches us up close to His pierced Heart, and we say: “My Lord and my God.” Thank you, Jesus.

/// Having said all that, don’t think I’m against a good and wholesome psychology. If one takes up the Sacred Scriptures, the writings of Saint Thomas Aquinas and Saint Teresa of Avila and Saint John of the Cross and Saint Therese of Lisieux, to name but a few, one will be able to glean a well rounded and useful psychology, but this is all based on a good, honest friendship with Jesus Christ our Lord.

I categorize this post with “Missionaries of Mercy” because I insist on all this talk of Jesus to my own peril. One makes enemies in this way. Some years ago over in Rome, while I would ever so quietly mention my opinion, the Rulla-ites, overhearing this, would go so far as to threaten a major public debate. They were actually beginning to plot this as something to be held at the Lateran Basilica of all places, that being chosen cleverly, however, as it is the Cathedra of the Successor of Peter. Perhaps one day.

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27 years a priest in a time of abuse, happy to remain a priest. Why?

Today’s the anniversary of my ordination to the priesthood of Jesus Christ. Ordination doesn’t refer to “orders given” as even some Catholics say today in such de-sacramentalizing, democratic fashion as if a mere commissioning given by a commission was ever sufficient, as if a degree and certificate saying “ordained” was actually something, like a graduation, a rite of passage. No.

The Sacrament of Orders refers to how the person himself, ontologically, is ordered, structured, fit to the priesthood of Jesus Christ, so that the priest might act in Persona Christi, in the Person of Christ, or perhaps better, so that the Person of Christ might act in the priest, accomplishing His sacraments, His priesthood through His merely human priest, regardless of whether or not that human priest is worthy, or even a believer of any kind. There’s really only One Priest: Christ Jesus. Holy Orders is not about putting the priest on a pedestal, but rather about smashing him down so that he is all about and only about Jesus alone.

Yours truly, 4 January 1992, ordained a Catholic priest. All except one other has already passed away in this picture.

Holy Orders is about the One Priest, Christ Jesus. It is Jesus who consecrates at the Last Supper; it is Jesus who forgives sin. Just as mysterious as we becoming members of the Body of Christ as Saint Paul puts it, so does Jesus take up mere men to accomplish His own priesthood. It’s all about Jesus. Jesus marries His Bride, the Church, by way of His wedding vows at Mass, the Last Supper, that Wedding Feast of the Lamb: This is my body given for you in sacrifice, the chalice of my blood poured out for you in sacrifice. The mere human priest recites those words, those vows in the first person singular and is himself thereby married to the Church by the sacrifice that he offers, and should thereby be willing to lay down his life for the flock as much as Jesus. But this is Jesus’ wedding with His Bride the Church by which He redeems the image of God within us.

How dare anyone say that priests are not married! It is that ignorance and malice and hatred for Jesus and His priests which has brought us the crisis we are in. People think they are nice in wishing that priests could get married, but this is really quite demonic. Listen up! If we priests don’t know that we are married to the Church, that we are to be fathers of the family of faith, what do you think is going to happen in living a lie that one is just a secular administrator, a functionary, and is not otherwise married for no discernible reason? The fruit of any marriage, children, will be attacked. It’s clockwork. Either everything that the priest is is given over to the priesthood of Jesus Christ – whose Priesthood is established by the vows of His own being married to His Bride the Church – or that priest will be a detriment to the salvation of himself and others. Period.

The priesthood of Jesus is all about re-establishing the image of God within us, and as Genesis says, this is a one-man, one-woman marriage and family image of God. Jesus has the right to marry His Bride the Church, that is, to redeem us, fill us with the life of God, eternal life, sanctifying grace, because He has, at the Last Supper and Calvary, laid down His life for us, the Innocent for the guilty. That re-establishment of the image of God within us by way of that marriage must respect the one-man, one woman for marriage and the family structure of creation in the sacrament of Holy Orders. Women priests would be a sterile, lesbian, monstrous image, a mockery of Jesus’ marriage with His Bride the Church, a mockery of redemption and salvation, a blasphemy. Even if one goes through a ritual and says the words of ordination, a woman cannot ontologically be ordained. That’s the way marriage works. It’s not unfair. It is what it is.

Does that mean that I think I’m worthy to be a priest because I’m a man? Pfft. No! And any priest who does think that is a danger to himself and others. Without Jesus I know that I could commit any sin anywhere at any time for any or no reason, given whatever wildly varying circumstances and history of life. I don’t have all those varying circumstances or histories of life – nor do any of us – and so it would be psychologically quite impossible at the drop of a hat to do this or that monstrous thing even if lacking the grace and friendship of Jesus. Fine. But lack of monstrous actions doesn’t justify. I know that fallen humanity is such that we do need redemption and salvation and that nice circumstances don’t save and that anyone self-congratulating themselves for their own niceness has already granted themselves a licence to sin in whatever way, even in the most monstrous ways. Are there specious motives for a man to become a priest, like running from a past from which he wishes to emancipate himself by pretending to be holy? Sure. But that doesn’t mean all priests have done that or are doing that. We need to know that we are already married, married to the Church by the Holy Sacrifice of the Mass that we offer daily. That changes everything. No false celibacy. No loneliness. A robust spiritual life in which the priest is nothing and Jesus is all.

Priests should know more than anyone what all of sin and all of redemption looks like. Priests should have the perspective of being high on the cross where Jesus is drawing all to Himself, across Calvary, through all of hell, starting with us when we are yet sinners. Priests should see all the breadth and width and depth of hell and our need for redemption because of noting the breadth and width and depth of the mercy founded on justice that Jesus came to bring to us, from the cross, from the fulfillment of the wedding vows of the Last Supper, the Mass, that the priest celebrates daily, like any other day. It’s just that that day, today, this very day, is Dies Domini, the Day of the Lord, which stretches from Creation until the end of the world, until there is a New Heavens and a New Earth. Priests should see, because of seeing all the rest of this, that they are the most unworthy of all.

Rant. Rant. Rant. For some, the question is this:

“Hey, Father George, you seem like a nice guy. So, like, why don’t you leave the priesthood in view of all this abuse stuff we hear about? Don’t you get sick of people cat-calling and being dismissive and calling you a pedophile just because you’ve been ordained a priest?”

Actually, that monstrousness of bad priests attacking the fruit of marriage, children, is symbolic of precisely why we need holy priests for the One Priesthood of Jesus, that is, to go against the sin, to weed out those who would be so monstrous. You don’t help the Church by leaving the Church. You stay. You fight. You suffer. It’s just that serious. Serious enough not to abandon the flock. Jesus was ripped to shreds, tortured to death on the cross. As the Master, so the disciple. Just because some idiot does an unthinkably monstrous deed doesn’t mean everyone is like that. We priests need to man up and fight the good fight, keeping up with Confession ourselves, being fit instruments of Jesus, because we are nothing and He’s everything. It shows our thanksgiving to Jesus to stay. If I can keep up with Confession and help other priests to keep up with Confession, well then, I think I’ve done something as Jesus’ instrument for the Church and the world. I remember a bishop who gave us Missionaries of Mercy a talk and a talking to, as it were, over in Rome, introducing himself as a sinner since the year he was ordained, and for a long time before that. Good for him to recognize it and encourage us all to participate in the Sacrament of Confession frequently, you know, for sins of thought and mind and deed and… oh my… of omission

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The Joke Picture. It’s real. But purely a Joke. Hahaha.

As the now sainted Mother Teresa often said, we don’t need more priests; we need holy priests. Indeed. We need priests who know they are married to the Church. We need priests who know that they are fathers of the family of faith. We need priests who know that they are totally unworthy and are utterly dependent on Jesus, the One Priest. We need priests who go to Confession. We need priests who won’t run away because the wolf says: “Boo!” We need priests who have a love within them provided by Jesus that is stronger than death, stronger than mockery, stronger than slander. We need priests of the horrifying exhilarating life of the beatitudes: Blessed are you when…

Am I happy to be a priest even today? Oh yes. Especially today. When all of hell has broken out. I want to be where Jesus is: In the midst of this hell so as to grab souls for heaven. Today I offer Mass wherein the One Priest lays down His life for us, as unworthy as we all are. Yes, I’m always happy for one more day as a priest, as Jesus’ priest, a day like any other day in the One Day of the Lord, the One Worthy Priest using the likes of me, such as I am, utterly nothing and worse than that so that He might show us all the more stridently His wisdom in having such priests as me and my fellow priests who I know to be dedicated to Him. He can use even me! Even us! All glory to God for His wondrous mercies. As Jesus said to Saint Paul: “My strength shines out through your weakness. My grace is sufficient for you.” Yes, Lord. Thank you.

As it is, I’m having a great time at this stage in my priesthood taking Jesus through these back mountains to parishioners. Jesus’ creation is gorgeous:

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As I think back on the 27 years, some of the best times, were of course, at Holy Souls Hermitage when I was writing about the Immaculate Conception, the Mother of the Redeemer, in Genesis 3:15. Long time readers from way back in those days will remember the different scenes:

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Update on McCarrick investigation. Interviews Thursday AND Friday.

I see that Christine Niles and Michael Voris over at Church Militant have put up a presentation on one of those affected by McCarrick. He testified under oath to a Canon Lawyer, a Judicial Vicar, directly appointed by Pope Francis to receive testimony on McCarrick. That was Thursday, December 21, 2018. The next day, Friday, December 22, 2018, the last day to receive testimony under oath, a priest gave testimony. The latter’s case comprises one of the “packages” I brought over to Pope Francis. That communication was cited three times and presented to the priest witness who answered as to the veracity of each statement and signed each individual statement. The Debriefer said that within days he would personally deliver this to Pope Francis. I’m guessing that’s now happened in the last couple of days.

You’ll notice that, in all this, the Apostolic Nunciature in Washington DC, the Congregation for the Doctrine of the Faith, the Congregation for Bishops, the Congregation for Clergy, the Secretariat of State and even the Pontifical Family have been rather unceremoniously left out of the loop when it comes to delivery of these major communications. As I myself was told when I went over, this kind of thing would otherwise never reach the Holy Father.

Readers are urged to pray for a successful continuation of this investigation. We recall that this is still December, some six weeks before the extraordinary synod on abuse that is to convene in February 2019.

Suggestion to Pope Francis: Have special investigators compare files at the Nunciature in Washington DC and the mirrored files in the various dicasteries in the Roman Curia (not leaving out the Congregation for Religious) about candidates for the episcopacy. If the files have been tampered with on the D.C. side before being sent (easy to spot from what we now know), or if what was sent from D.C. to Rome is different compared to what is now in the files of the Roman Curia (meaning that these files were tampered with in Rome to promote some candidates over others), then it will blow the whole “lavender mafia” thing wide open. And we’ll know who’s who, even today, as some players are still in the game, even for the February synod. Jesus’ Church has no room for a mafia, does it? There are only some names with which to start, those mentioned, for instance, by Archbishop Viganò.

still wish I could speak with the Archbishop, as there is much, much more to do, and it help me to have a wee chat with him before doing that.

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Father Patrice Chocholski and St Jean Marie Vianney on Confession

  • Penitent: “I’m not repentant.”
  • Vianney: “Are you repentant of not being repentant?”
  • Penitent: “Yes.”
  • Vianney: “I absolve you from your sins…”

I agree entirely. We are not our fallen feelings and emotions. Our Lord graces us to repent with an act of the will even over against fallen feelings and emotions. Just because we have a cross to carry with temptation and distraction doesn’t mean we can’t at the very same time love God and be great saints!

 

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Main State’s démarche Res ipsa loquitur My disillusioned naïveté. The darkest of existential peripheries laugh at mercy.

 

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Part I: A document came my way from Main State the other day bearing glad tidings. If I surmise correctly, the two trouble-makers I’ve been pursuing through the Inspectors General of Main State and Liberty Crossing Campus have been removed altogether, and a third with a laughable CYA appellative has been assigned to an equally CYA position of busy work. This tells me that our new Secretary of State, Mike Pompeo, has understood and acted in an appropriate manner. Good for him. I rejoice. My patriotism is confirmed and strengthened when I see moves made that help our country. Congrats.

Part II: However, that same document, having unprecedented detail, pushed me to dig out the 1992 letter I received from Main State and take a look at it again also based on other new information, and so with fresh eyes. That letter was occasioned upon my own discovery that someone had entrenched in what looks on the surface to be illegal activities between the USA and Mexico involving the newly developing cartels while using my identity.

Sarcastic digression: I beg the indulgence of any readers who read such things here. I know it’s odd. I know that writing on such things discredits me and makes me look like a fool. I know. But writing is my way of thinking, and I would like to figure out and stop the guy who stole my identity sometime after the mid-late 1970s. He was doing the Fast and Furious thing before it was “a thing”, doing arms transfers in my name to the Sinaloa cartel just when “El Chapo” Guzman was getting his start in extreme violent takeovers that would soon paralyze the Mexican people, police, military, government, politicians, crippling any chance of Mexico having a competing economy (that latter bit being the point for these USA in facilitating pre-Fast-and-Furious activities). Just the Sinaloa cartel alone is responsible for something like 226,000 murders to date: men, women, children, infants, babies, shot, chainsawed, thrown in vats of acid, burned to death, with some of the guns having my name written all over them, some of those bullets blowing people’s heads off their shoulders or cutting them right in half having my name written all over them. These are also the darkest of existential peripheries that no one goes into. I’m trying to do that. I’d like to put a stop to it. I’m so sorry for writing about it, offending delicate ears! Soooo soooorry! // off sarcasm. Actually, the great Jason Chaffetz tried go into these darkest of existential peripheries. He wrote some 250 pages about this in his congressional oversight report, and then resigned from toothless Congress: Jason Chaffetz’ final report.

Anyway: That person who stole my identity to do up arms transfers (who I call my “Shadow”) wound up in a maximum security prison in Mexico in my name. He appealed to me, of all people, someone whom he has shot at with dozens of rifle rounds through the years, to get him out of prison with bribes to be offered preferably by the Mexican Catholic hierarchy, like a Cardinal (this request being repeated ad nauseam). With me saying that there’s zero chance of that – that it’s not good to make the Church a puppet of some murderous cartel – Cardinal Ocampo was forthwith assassinated, pumped full of bullets with the weapons shoved into his chest. No accident there. Not that there’s a connection, but the aftermath investigations by these USA[!] protected the head of the cartel my “Shadow” (as I call him) was helping to arm, with the head of that cartel by all accounts, purposes and reconstructions seeming to be the one responsible for Ocampo’s death. Ocampo, by the way, was an outspoken critic of the cartels.

What I did, instead, you know, with my not yet disillusioned naïveté, was to call our Consulate in El Paso, Texas, in the early Summer of 1992, requesting that this fellow be transferred to a prison in the USA. Maybe that small mercy would help to bring him around. I’ve been going out into the darkest of existential peripheries before being a Missionary of Mercy, before Pope Francis made it “a thing.”

You would think that the Consulate in El Paso would have zero motive for helping this “Shadow.” He deserves what he gets, right? And the U.S. government would have no interest and no bargaining power to get a favor from the Mexican government for a mere criminal element. Why bother? But those at the Consulate – laughing I’m sure – realized the opportunity they had and gave the case over to Main State in Foggy Bottom, which surprised me, as stolen identities happen by the millions (16.7 million in 2017 alone), and, all things being equal, this singular case is not worthy of our very top government officials… right? It’s just one of millions… right?

The letter and the abbreviations:

Instead, at Main State, a two page letter was drafted and sent to me. It was signed by the Consul of the United States of America, you know, the one in charge of Consular Affairs (that’s a lot of consulates around the world) and FPP, which is the Office of Fraud Prevention Programs. That’s an odd set. But when you think of it, Consulates around the world are filled with FBI and CIA who work under all sorts of covers, you know, fraudulent identities. My “Shadow” was supposed to get his own false identity under which to work, but he just stole mine, since he knew at the time that I had all my ducks in a row, having just been overseas. The involvement of FPP isn’t to go after him or any of our agents; the FPP is meant to protect them. Not only did they not have him prosecuted, but they went to get him in his prison in Mexico using my intervention as an excuse, and then set him free on the streets of El Paso. I was also told that they wouldn’t help me stop any of his fraud with my identity documents such as passports and driver licences. They said they wouldn’t help me stop any fraud with any bank accounts. In fact, they insisted that they weren’t going to track him at all, but were instead going to track me on a perpetual program which I would immediately find out was interdepartmental. In fact, when I myself tried to renew my passport not long after, the FBI and Main State together entrenched me further into this perpetual program by giving me a false passport without me asking for it. In other words, a citizen in good standing had to give up his family and life circumstances (me being a priest) so as to favor the guy who stole my identity, my “Shadow.” That’s what FPP does for CA, Consular Affairs.

Back to getting my “Shadow” out of prison:

They did this on their own using my intervention as an excuse, but I was given a contact in Main State who was at the time the Acting Chief for OCS/ARA/CCS. This goes right to the top of the heap in Main State:

  • OCS – Office for Overseas Citizens Services (hand in hand with FPP above)
  • ARA – Bureau of American Republics Affairs, which became Inter-American [Republics] Affairs, and is now entirely reorganized
  • CCS – Office of Counter-Intelligence and Consular Support (INR/CCS). Get that? Counterintel and Consular Support? That also goes hand in hand with FPP and OCS and, in this case, “ARA.” CCS has a Director, a Deputy Director, a Consular Intelligence Coordinator, and… and… someone responsible for Foreign Disclosure and Démarche.

On the démarche thing, US Legal provides a description:

Démarche is a word coined by the diplomatic community. It refers to an oral or written diplomatic statement, containing a demand, offer, protest, threat, or the like issued by one country to another. Démarches often include threat of military consequence. They are usually precursors to hostilities or war or escalating diplomatic initiatives. For example, in September 1996, President Clinton issued a démarche to Iraqi President Saddam Hussein when intelligence reports showed troops massing along the border of Kurd communities.

In other words, in this case, a démarche would be made as to recovery of my “Shadow,” or else.

Upshot: I have a request of the Démarche coordinator, two requests actually. I’ll have to give that person a call sometime soon. Considering the result of Jason Chaffetz’ report, I realize I’m not going to get very far with the “Shadow” thing. But because all this is actually heating up right now in a number of ways, I would like to request a couple of things.

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Phones and Sacramental Confessions

cspan google ceo sundar pichai data collection

Everything is absolutely always and in every way collected. Turn off your phone, take out the battery and sim-card, and twice as much info is sent to google the second you turn on your phone. You can’t actually turn off your phone. There’s a second battery for emergency purposes. You can always call 911 regardless of no main battery and no sim card and no contract. Your phone always collects your location in extreme detail, such as logging when you are in your car or just stepped outside of your car. That google capitalizes on this is a bit over the top.

Anyway, certainly when your phone is on all speech is instantaneously turned into text and analyzed – for marketing, of course – and this works spectacularly. I mention one thing in a non-phone conversation and it instantaneously shows up in search results and especially in YouTube suggestions. Awesome, but a bit creepy and invasive. One objection I have is the storage on google-servers of privileged conversations.

  • Imagine: business deals and insider information. Lots of power and money there.
  • Imagine: attorney-client privilege. Lots of power and control there.
  • Imagine: doctor-patient privilege. Lots of power and messing around there.
  • Imagine: Counselor-client privilege. Lots of power of manipulation there.
  • Imagine: NSA, CIA, FBI et other alphabet agencies analogously making stuff available…
  • Imagine: Priest-Penitent Seal of Confession privileges…

There should be law regulating possession of a phone anywhere near a Confessional or anywhere near any Sacramental Confession wherever it is, both on the Confessor’s part and on the part of the Penitent. Pockets or purses don’t work. Really. Not.

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“Hold on, please! They’re coming!”

kristallnacht

Apologies for making an analogy with Kristallnacht and the Shoah. It’s just that, honestly, this is what popped into my mind this morning when on the phone with Father Gordon, who’s in prison. The guards were coming to do count. When this happens, almost daily while we’re on the phone, Father Gordon J MacRae (ABOUT) says:

“Hold on, please! They’re coming!”

He then has to run out and stand in line and get counted. Big deal, right? I’ve heard him say this thousands of times over the years. But this time it was different. For me, it was electrifying: “They’re coming!” Honesty, the Nazi murderers coming to kill came to mind.

I mentioned this to Father Gordon just a few minutes ago when he got back on the phone, and then told him of a step even further that that. It struck me that this murderous analogy is not only what he himself meant to convey, but that he meant something even further. It came to mind that the “Hold on!” referred to just wait until we’re both in heaven, momentarily, and then we’ll pick up on this conversation where we left off…” as if to say, “Big deal about getting murdered; who cares about that if we have the Lord’s life within us, a life which is stronger than death?”

Father Gordon, becoming quiet for a moment, then responded to say that he can’t really speak about this, but, he said ever so reflectively, “The analogy is not totally improper.”

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CIA Debriefer guy: the suicide murders – “The Look” vs “He’s cute.”

CIA

It seems that every number of days I have yet another CIA guy come into my life. I should keep a list of those from near, in the parish (like Mr Hudson!), and those far away in so many countries. I give the ones I write about frequently nicknames. Mr Hudson was “The Mechanic,” keeping in order, as he did, the Blackbird, the missiles and Apollo space missions. Another who is the blackest of black ops guys of black sites fame I simply call “The Guy.” There’s also been “The Internet baiter guy.” I myself am called “The Janitor” by a parishioner. A Janitor, mind you, takes out the trash, so to speak, as it were. Not that I’m CIA, and not that I do that, or ever did that, but you get the idea. This time I’ll give this particular guy the nickname: “The Debriefer  guy”, hailed by General […] in the Pentagon as one of the best debriefers he’s ever seen in action. As he says rather gruffly of himself: “I ask a lot of questions.”

The Debriefer guy started a bout of conversation with this volley: “Tell me about especially interesting people in your life.” I thought I would bait him right back, with a true story mind you, but one which surely he did not expect. He’s forever declaring himself to be tough on abuse, which statement, unprovoked, always raises a red flag for me. I think of frauds like Barbara Blaine (died 2017) and how she and her ilk were on the take. I’ll assume that The Debriefer is legit. After all, everyone should be tough on abuse, right? Oh, and he also says that he doesn’t know how he can trust any priest, etc., I guess trying to put me on the defensive. Whatever. We do live in dark times. I am very patient.

With that in mind, bad and evil that I am, I told him of an interesting fellow I met back in early January of 1991, who I only had one conversation with. I said it was the story of a 12 year old boy I met on an empty road in northern Palestine, the West Bank, whatever you want to call it. Just me and him, a “12 year old boy, and me, alone.” Oooo! I’m bad and evil, I know. That’s baiting, I know. But, let’s see what happens. This kid will go on to commit suicide. I am so bad and evil.

Let me preface this with some background of my own life. I’m a survivor-victim of what is surely the biggest child porn operation to date (that’s back in the 1960s-1970s). I’ve written pretty extensively about that. I’ve also written pretty extensively about some suiciders who have come to me throughout my life, many of whom were abused, starting when I was a little kid, through my teenage years, as a seminarian, then as a priest. There are those who were dissuaded, those who went on to kill themselves, of various ages, various religions, various cultures, various nationalities, various unrepeatable circumstances. Some were close friends, some very very very close friends, some classmates, some acquaintances or those I had just met the first time. Recently, a good friend from Georgia suffered his son committing suicide. And then, just the other day, the body is just now going cold, another good friend from N.C. suffered his son committing suicide. How to say it: suicide is very much part of my life. I take all suicide and mentions of suicide super seriously. I’m sensitive to it. But I’ll use discussion of it to bait if I think that’s important. Nothing about suicide is fodder for humor or a cause to be flippant. Ever. [I’ve removed tons of stuff here as this is too long already, with the stuff removed describing all sorts of categories of those I’ve had experience with…]

One category I described in a draft of this post are kids, or teenagers, or young adults, you know, who have vests of bombs strapped to them by their own parents and are told how much money the family will get and how nice heaven will be and what an honor it will be to be a “martyr”. Surreal: this is done with freakish joy. This is child abuse, brain-washing, evil, and not issuing from any religion worthy of the name. Some of it is theatrical, as least for a moment, but “The Look” is already there, even with those pretending to be happy:

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And then it becomes all too real. And there’s “The Look.” Always. Airport security and checkpoint guys are trained to look for “The Look”. Can you see it? …

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Actually, the above kid is scared to death, having been put up to this, not wanting to do it. The rest of the story, if I remember correctly, is that this guy was successfully able to be divested of the bomb-vest he was wearing. Israel is really good at this stuff. But there’s “The Look.” Mind you, “The Look” is anything but “cute.”

The CIA Debriefer guy had been trying to enlist me to spin stuff for the CIA.

  • During a phone call he had me make comments on the Middle-East and various Christian sects.
  • In an email I was urged to make comments on aspects of the Shoah.
  • A text from him instructed me on aspects to be aware of with some political vocabulary when putting a spin on things.

Non-stop, all pretty intense:

  • CIA Debriefer guy: Hey! Father George! Please, co-author books with us!
  • Me: No.
  • CIA Debriefer guy: Hey! Father George! Please, then, consult for us!
  • Me: No.
  • CIA Debriefer guy: Hey! Father George! Please, then, let us debrief you on stuff!
  • Me: No.
  • CIA Debriefer guy: Hey! Father George! Please, then, join our facebook group of CIA spin guys and gals and give opinions on stuff! Who cares if it’s not secure. That’s the point!
  • Me: No.
  • CIA Debriefer guy: Hey! Father George! Please, then, let us make movie shorts about people of interest in your life. I’ll contact my producer right now. (A full hour of explanation of their talents in film making followed, demonstrating this in various ways.)

Terrorist Saeed Hotary - dolphinariumThat’s when he the CIA Debriefer guy asked me about interesting people in my life and when I answered with a baiting story to get a reaction out of him. I told him of the 12 year old boy I had met who had gone on – ten years later – to become one of the worst suicide bombers anywhere, certainly in Israel. I looked up a picture of the suicide bomber of the Dolphinarium, then 22 year old Saeed Hotari and explained that I had a chance meeting with him ten years earlier, when he was already intent on doing the unthinkable. Saeed has got what I call “The Look,” which one has when one is intent on becoming a suicide bomber. “The Look” is from hell, and, as I say, is anything but “cute.” To say “cute” is like having a fetish. I’ve written about Saeed and “The Look” extensively elsewhere and I do think that this incident is important to recount, even in a CIA produced propaganda movie short. See, for instance: Update: My terrorist friend and the terrorist friend of USMC Secretary of Defense James “Mad Dog” Mattis. Apparently, my conversation with Saeed did him some good, delaying him for another ten years until he was again put up to it by Abu Musab al-Zarqawi. And then, with huge pressure from his father and Zarqawi, and pressure having been put on him during all his impressionable years, “The Look” came to fruition. There were 120 wounded, maimed, hurt really badly. And twenty one died, some immediately, some after a few days, mostly newly arrived Russian Jewish girls residing in and around Tel Aviv:

  • Maria Tagiltseva, 14, of Netanya
  • Raisa Nimrovsky, 15, of Netanya
  • Ana Kazachkova, 15, of Holon
  • Katherine Kastaniyada-Talkir, 15, of Ramat Gan
  • Irina Nepomnyashchi, 16, of Bat Yam
  • Mariana Medvedenko, 16, of Tel Aviv
  • Yulia Nelimov, 16, of Tel Aviv
  • Liana Saakyan, 16, of Ramat Gan
  • Marina Berkovizki, 17, of Tel Aviv
  • Simona Rodin, 18, of Holon
  • Aleksei Lupalu, 16, of Ukraine
  • Yelena Nelimov, 18, of Tel Aviv
  • Irena Usdachi, 18, of Holon
  • Ilya Gutman, 19, of Bat Yam
  • Roman Dezanshvili, 21, of Bat Yam
  • Pvt. Diez (Dani) Normanov, 21, of Tel Aviv
  • Ori Shahar, 32, of Ramat Gan
  • Yael-Yulia Sklianik, 15, of Holon – died of her injuries on 2 June 2001
  • Sergei Panchenko, 20, Ukraine – died of his injuries on 2 June 2001
  • Jan Bloom, 25, of Ramat Gan – died of his injuries on 3 June 2001
  • Yevgeniya Dorfman, 15, of Bat Yam – died of her injuries on 19 June 2001

When the CIA Debriefer guy saw the picture of Saeed Hotari, he said: “He’s cute!” with a sing-song voice. Perhaps a deflection for not knowing what to say. But sometimes deflections are inappropriate. Sometimes deflections tell a story. I talked to someone else extremely capable with the psychology of debriefing and as soon as I recounted the “He’s cute!” part his response was to say, “This is exactly the kind of narcissism that needs to stop in America.”

Indeed. I mean… “He’s cute!”… ? I couldn’t believe my ears. So much for seeing “The Look” which is straight out of hell. How can people not see that? How can a CIA Debriefer not see that? “The Look” is NOT “cute.” I guess it helps to be bad and evil like me. I see stuff like “The Look” and understand it for what it is. But really, seriously, so should everyone who does this for a living. But maybe it’s the ol’ counterintel thing, where he’s baiting me baiting him baiting me baiting him… and around and around the vortex swirls.

I then responded to his question about doing movie shorts based on such things with a simple and utterly deadpan response:

  • Me: No.
  • CIA: But I can contact my producer right now, you know, […]. [He slowly introduces me to all names of his group, baiting me to ask about them.
  • Me: No.

Reflection on all this:

  • Perhaps one reader or another might think me to be mean in saying “No.”
  • Perhaps one reader or another might think I’m reading too much into “Cute.” The same thing was said, after all, about Dzhokhar Tsarnaev.
  • Perhaps one reader or another might think me to be unpatriotic in not helping the CIA with such things.
  • Perhaps one reader or another might think that I’m just lazy.

Here’s the deal: I could do all this and do it really well with the deadest of dead pan reality checks. But any interest in me is based not on me, but on the fact that I’m on a perpetual interdepartmental program that cannot be unmasked, not because of me, but because of the guy who stole my identity, the one I call my “Shadow.” But with all files destroyed as part of that program, no one can tell us apart for sure. Is it him or me or both of us or none of us anymore? It also doesn’t help that he looks like me and is the same age. It doesn’t help that Main State protects him in his using my identity. He entrenched under my identity so quickly because of exigent circumstances that he can’t now get out of it. Right now he’s playing the idiot, ensuring that no one thinks he’s the one who would have been capable of doing what he did under my name. But the more I protest that I’m just me, the more it’s thought I’m some sort of agent. No. That’s why I say “No.” I would say yes if this other thing was cleared up. But then, if it were, there would be no more interest in me, would there? No. So, for all this, I just have to say “No.” This CIA guy even asked me what my job title was in the CIA, after me denying such connections with the CIA for the zillionth time. Just. No.

But this CIA guy doesn’t take “No!” for an answer. What to do?

P.S. [And postscripts are always the purpose of anything written, right?] The central point in such conversations comes down to what to do about stuff. I repeat the central point of Pope Benedict’s Regensburg Address, that dialogue must use reason, and then add the response of Islamicists throughout the world, that no dialogue with reason is possible on religious grounds. We say that there is an analogy of reason with God and God’s creatures, so that although God’s ways are above our fallen ways, but that nevertheless, what is truly judged to be just and good by God should also be judged to be just and good by ourselves, His creatures. Islamicists, instead, say that this is not the case, that Allah’s reasoning is simply totally different and contradictory to our reasoning with no analogy between the two, so that what is judged to be just and good by Allah is judged to be unjust and evil by us, though we should, in the opinion of Islamicists, do Allah’s bidding anyway, as in putting children to death as “martyrs” for the cause, with bombs strapped to them. Every time I make that central point that is admitted by all on both sides, it is NOT accepted by The Debriefer guy, but just dismissed, blown off, really, as in “Yawn… interesting” – every time – and said with the most bored to death tone of voice ever, even while immediately then moving on in the conversation. Look, if The Company wants to be up front and have me teach counterintel about religious stuff, I would happy to do so. But all this other F***ery has to stop. When will we get serious. Too many people are dead. Oh. That’s right. That’s the point. More suicide. Which brings me back to the GTMO guys giving me an assignment concerning murder portrayed as suicide. Oh, and didn’t we have an Islamicist a while back as Director of the CIA? Oh, I see.

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I’m racking my brains: Pope Francis, personnel as policy, real due process

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2018-11-17 · 11:40 am

Homily 2018 11 08 Jesus: on repenting

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Cyber Punk Priest’s Psionic Powers: Metacortex dark hacker is Fr Byers?

Father Gordon J MacRae’s These Stone Walls website on freedom in truth and in justice is was in danger just now of being erased permanently from the internet as the hosting company is going out of business and has put clients on notice of the ax about to fall.

Frantic to help save These Stone Walls I set about doing the little I could in conjunction with our overseas publisher, a true Cyber Punkette. I only succeeded in showing my ineptitude, but was able to do a couple of things to move things along. She encouraged me saying:

” I dub you a Cyberpunk Priest ala The Matrix. You’ll be a hacker before this is done :-) You’ll need some cool black hoodie and live in the shadows of society and pay for stuff in bitcoin ;-) “

My response: “I’m in.”

Her response: “queue the cyberpunk music…”

Summarizing Wikipedia: Keanu Reeves as Thomas A Anderson / Neo, a computer programmer in Metacortex corporation who moonlights as a hacker. Reeves described his character as someone who felt that something was wrong, and was searching for Morpheus and the truth to break free.

I have to wonder what the new bureaucracy of the Holy See censoring all Catholic internet activity will think of this post… [Just a little humor guys and gals of inquisition infamy over in the Vatican. Be nice. Smile.]

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Flowers for the Immaculate Conception (Pope = Immaculate Conception? ed.)

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Imagine the best possible in a Pope, perhaps the martyrdom of Saint Peter.

Imagine the worst in a Pope, perhaps the denial of Peter not yet Saint Peter.

Either way, the Pope is the Pope, the Successor of Peter. So, we pray for him, stand by him, are in solidarity with him.

Does that mean that we, say, deny that Peter denied our Lord, or that we have to say that all Popes throughout their lives, throughout their pontificates are always and in every way saints? No, it doesn’t mean that. It means that we are obliged to pray for the father of the family of faith here upon this earth, you know, father, papa, Pope.

It still needs to be pointed out how much people jump into cynicism and condemn just for the sake of being fake news. For instance, recall how many throughout the Catholic world condemned Pope Francis to hell for “downplaying the importance of the papacy”, they said, by insisting as he did on being the Bishop of Rome. Damn him for insisting on being the Bishop of Rome, they said, when he should be saying that he’s the most illustrious, magnificent effervescent utterly grand Fill-in-the-Title, they said.

The fake news crowd were stunningly ignorant of all things Catholic, for it is because the Holy Father is first of all Bishop of Rome that he is the Successor of Peter, not the other way around. Get that?

How ironic that these same people, now so jaded, won’t these days use any titles for Pope Francis at all, and instead talk about how useless the papacy is, anyway, verging on condemning our Lord for founding the Church on the likes of Peter and, mind you, Peter’s successors, that is, on the person of the one Bishop of Rome.

Are you ready for irony? This proves that these same people, in proportion to how much they refuse to speak of the Bishop of Rome, the Successor of Peter, the Holy Father, the Supreme Pontiff, or even of the Pope, but merely of Francis, or Jorge, or Bergoglio… this shows proportionally just how ultramontanistic they are. It speaks to how much they have never understood our Lord founding the Church on the weak person of Peter, of the weak persons of the Successors of Peter. It speaks to how much they have no strength of faith, no security in the faith, wanting the Bishop of Rome to be their savior, but not Jesus. They know any Bishop of Rome is just another sinner like all the rest of us, and insisting that he himself be the Immaculate Conception know that they are setting up their rejection of him, that is, of the Church, that is, all the truth and morality that our Lord insists upon for us. That’s the point. That’s why people run to the fake news crowd. The fake news crowd become the Saviors. Fake news is all about power, dark power.

But the Pope is not the Immaculate Conception. I dare say he knows that. We pray for him as we pray for each other. Mary Undoer of Knots prays for him as she does for us.

Breathlessly, people throw all this to the side and say that I’m saying that everything that the Pope says and does is what any canonized saint would do. No. That’s malicious.

Some might say it’s just jaded cynicism, but, it seems to me that to get to the point of jaded cynicism one first of all and repeatedly must let oneself fall into malice, purposed hatred. Ah, but Mary prayers also those in such a sorry state. She wants us in heaven. All of us. Hopefully, we are among “the many.”

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Youth Synod: paragraph 146

146. Il Sinodo auspica che nella Chiesa si istituiscano ai livelli adeguati appositi Uffici o organismi per la cultura e l’evangelizzazione digitale, che, con l’imprescindibile contributo di giovani, promuovano l’azione e la riflessione ecclesiale in questo ambiente. Tra le loro funzioni, oltre a favorire lo scambio e la diffusione di buone pratiche a livello personale e comunitario, e a sviluppare strumenti adeguati di educazione digitale e di evangelizzazione, potrebbero anche gestire sistemi di certificazione dei siti cattolici, per contrastare la diffusione di fake news riguardanti la Chiesa, o cercare le strade per persuadere le autorità pubbliche a promuovere politiche e strumenti sempre più stringenti per la protezione dei minori sul web.

One of my previous blogs actually did have certification of the Holy See, which consisted of code connecting to a Vatican news widget. The rest of the email was this:

Greetings in the Lord!
Yours faithfully,
Servizio Internet Vaticano
Direzione delle Telecomunicazioni
Città del Vaticano

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Day Off: Guns and Fiery Ecumenism (Russian Orthodox), and then… Yikes!

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The “Day-Off” started off at 2:00 AM editing this Wednesday’s post for Father Gordon’s These Stone Walls. What a fright! Then, after feeding the dogs, it was off with Sassy the Subaru to be checked out some 100 miles away from the rectory, a two hour trip with the appointment being for after 7:00 AM sometime. Sassy’s fine, but I’m thinking of trading her in for something… else…

Then the “Day-Off” brought me to Mission Hospital in Asheville to visit an elderly friend who was bleeding out for an unknown reason for days on end, getting lots of bags of blood being pumped into her. They figure she’s going to get better and will be home in a few days.

After some sacramental work, it was then off to the pharmacy, the “mail-box”, then lunch with some gun slingers, which brings me to some time at the hermitage…

The old ripped towel on the ground you see at the bottom of the picture above is for protecting click-dropped magazines from being clogged with forest floor stuff while doing timed tactical and combat changes, while in the action of falling to a knee after firing a shot and before another. I’m not sure why, but these are exercises I can do way under time with good accuracy (better than all the other stages of courses). Targets are 7″ pie plates all at seven yards out (three yards apart), typical of the average furthest distance in a critical defensive shootout with accuracy you want to have if at a gas station in an imminently life-threatening situation (as set up with the violent rhetoric of Maxine Waters).

Aiming for perfect scores with my little targets did see some progress, particularly with strings, in this case six pumped out as fast as one can pull the trigger. The grouping got smaller even as the timing shortened more than 1.5 seconds (from a few weeks ago), all under the time permitted for the Federal Air Marshall Tactical Pistol Course (pre-2001).

And yet, I got nothing near my best scores to date (always DQs for whatever reason, of course). I was terribly preoccupied with mulling over doing up a communication with the Holy See on recent dramas in Holy Mother Church. I should learn to not let myself be so lackadaisical during practice since one cannot and will not be otherwise preoccupied during a critical incident.

Anyway, I gave up in favor of doing up some practical ecumenism with the Russian Orthodox Church (sorry my Greek friends!). Another neighbor is Greek Orthodox well on his way to priestly ordination, with a beautiful family. He already has the famous moonshine wood stove I used in the hermitage. I marched up the ridge a couple of times to get the stainless steel stove pipe I used with bits and pieces of caps and clean outs, but about 15 feet of pipe all told. Winter is upon us!

And then, while talking with my other neighbor to the hermitage about all sort of topics, I suddenly and quite simply sent off an extremely brief email to a certain someone in the Holy See, asking a question I had been mulling for days, oppressively so, as mentioned above. Immediately I got back a response, very nuanced, offering new information and direction and encouragement. It was almost as if he had been waiting for my request and was ready to drop me that response since the time I had gone to Rome to give those two packages to the Holy Father. But I digress.

Still at the neighbors we talked about Jesus, as we always do. We spent some time on meditations involving the horrors of going to hell for eternity and how easy that is to avoid, and also about the joys of heaven and the desire to go there. It was as if a great, great weight had been lifted from me, even though what had transpired in those brief quick emails entails a huge amount of work.

So, of course, cherry ice cream with huge chunks of chocolate had to be devoured. Then “Day-Off” ended back at the rectory before midnight. Having been up since 2:00 AM, and it being waaaay past my bedtime, I had to stop along the highway and take a nap in the car. Sooo tired.

Meanwhile, the day-after, today, will be filled with sewerage up at the church, the second day for the plumbers to come by and see what in the world might be done so as to open up the parish again…

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Safety of whistle blower Viganò is reason for silence on crisis? Irony!

 

 

 

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Lots of people die in violence all the time right around the world. None of us are non-expendable, least of all Jesus, who was purposely sent to be expendable on our behalf, the innocent for the guilty, so that He might have the right in his own justice to forgive those who in their pride think that they are so non-expendable.

Archbishop Viganò does not think he is non-expendable. He’s put himself at some risk by being a whistle blower. His going into hiding in his retirement is merely being prudent. That prudence was also the modus operandi of Saint Thomas More who said that God gave us the wits to get ourselves out of danger if that was at all possible. Chop!

In a recent post – My request to Archbishop Viganò: Your help is needed; I’m depending on you – I said I would like to have a chat with his Excellency about some matters in which he could assist in a more expansive way to bring this crisis full circle. There might be some progress in setting up a face to face in the works. We’ll see.

Meanwhile, various other responses also came in, one of which was particularly baiting, particularly ironic ever so typical of counterintel mind game idiocy, replete with an insurance policy, a threat of violence in the mode of “If you do this, then this will happen”:

“Father Byers, +Vigano’s life is in danger. People could follow you to him. Pardon me, but I don’t think your request is prudent with respect to +Vigano.

You say: “But that’s not enough. This isn’t about Archbishop Viganò being vindicated. It’s about solving the problem, right? So, let’s just say it:”

But you have not said about what THE problem is that you mention. Is the problem the homosexual cabal that has taken over the highest positions in the Vatican?…that +Vigano is so very clear about? If so, they are absolutely ruthless. I hope you think it is worth it to put +Vigano’s life in even more danger.

In other words, bringing the whole crisis full circle isn’t wanted. It’s as much to say to me:

“Don’t you dare bring do anything at all to help bring this crisis full circle! Should you dare to meet with Viganò with your intention to be assisted by him in doing your little part to help bring this crisis to a conclusion, he will be killed, and you can go ahead and feel guilty about it. Your guilt about his demise is our insurance policy making sure nothing of what you intend will go forward, because we know you’re too nice to put someone else at risk. And you’re already guilty for being stupid, you stupid priest!”

So, in playing on my genetically Judeo-Catholic guilt – I ask – what or who is this person wanting to protect? That’s my question. Yep.

Here’s the deal: the Archbishop just wants to do the right thing at whatever cost to himself. I just want to do the right thing, at whatever cost to myself. Look: isn’t that true for all of us? So, like, what’s the big deal? No heroes here. Jesus is the One, the only One. We just do what we have to do, as Jesus says, right? All of us who follow Jesus, right? The angels set up what we are to do if we are to do it. So, I don’t get the drama here. Who cares what happens to us in this sorry post-original sin world of darkness. Killed? Big deal! My concern is eternal life and getting other people there. Who cares about death if we have a love stronger than death?

Having said all that, I’ll add that if I really don’t want to be followed – not that I ever bothered – then it just wouldn’t happen. I’m not at Jack Reacher’s level – but… Hey! – I’m willing to learn from him, and I do think I know something about situational awareness. For humor and instruction:

Let’s play a game! No bad language. No sex scenes. No blood letting. It’s just 1’43”. No, really, watch the video, and then answer the following questions. Don’t peek at them! It’s fun!

  • Did you notice from where you are watching at .05′ and other equipment and your environmental surroundings?
  • Did you see that same black SUV (note the environmental surroundings) with Jack using the eyes in back of his head at .09′ and the peripheral vision following that?
  • Did you see at .32′ the direct eye contact with those following using the waitress as cover?
  • Did you see at .39′ that he’s just thought of how to use the salt shaker as a tool for attack. That’s obvious. But, did you also see how he’s using the shiny surface of its cap as a mirror by which to keep track of those having inordinate interest?
  • Did you hear what he said at 1.31′, that is, as something normal for him to say, that he believes this can happen to him without him being paranoid in the least, just being someone with great situational awareness?
  • Did you get the address of “The Farm”?

To the baiter: If you answered “No” to any one of those questions you have no business being in the business you’re in. You have no idea. And… and… have you prayed about this? This may be more serious than your little games. And if you’re not a baiter, but are just in reaction mode, in nervous mode, keep calm amidst the chaos and praise the Lord.

Anyway, how did the rest of you do? ;-)

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Deep Kryptic: FBI, Abuse, Confession. Father Byers protects RICO in Penn?

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There was a strange hit on the blog to this post: “Mandatory Reporting” of Abuse Confessed in Sacramental Confession. [Read that again!] That seems to have sparked interest in this: Missionaries of Mercy reconfirmed: New list of faculties… [Read that again!] Involved is a group which archives and protects data for – How to say it? – the entire world, as in mirroring the likes the NSA, CIA, FBI, with the latter having a shared address. They figure into the posts above.

I reckon that there are two possible explanations besides just saying that there are a million coincidences and all the stars are happenstance aligning: (1) Someone’s wondering about the ethics of storing digitally recorded sacramental confessions such as those procured by the FBI multiple times not only in prisons but also in bugged confessionals in, for instance, Saint Patrick’s Cathedral in New York City [Yep.]; (2) More likely: someone’s wanting to access those digitally recorded sacramental confessions at least as indicators of who to look at so as to get enough info to get warrants for those they didn’t know were suspect, and at the same time looking at the constitutional issues of free exercise of religion, which such recordings and research would significantly damage.

Again, it’s not that it’s not done. It is. I was personally approached by the Italian Department of Defense to agree to this very thing so that they might accomplish a kind of sting operation in southern Italy against whoever it was they were after back in the day.

Oh. Just another coincidence. The FBI has just now started a RICO investigation in Pennsylvania where our data center is at. Too bad that investigation is just about the influence of homosexualist bullying of teens instead of also about RICO style kickbacks to chanceries from risk retention groups for false accusations. Billions of dollars in that investigation, but it’s not politically correct right now. We’re now at the stage of, analogously, the Mueller investigation insisting on non-existent Russian collusion but finding (and ignoring) all the Democrat and DoJ and FBI crimes. But we’ll get there with that too, right?

The particular data site (of so very many sites globally for the same group) is some hundreds of acres, hundreds of feet below ground, in the middle of absolutely nowhere, one of the most secure places in these USA and, therefore, on earth. They brag about perimeter security, armed guards, metal detection, mantraps, biometric access, CCTV, almost to the point of making a Titanic statement that even God can’t sink this ship. Um…

I
In a solitude of the sea
Deep from human vanity,
And the Pride of Life that planned her, stilly couches she.

II
Steel chambers, late the pyres
Of her salamandrine fires,
Cold currents thrid, and turn to rhythmic tidal lyres.

III
Over the mirrors meant
To glass the opulent
The sea-worm crawls — grotesque, slimed, dumb, indifferent.

IV
Jewels in joy designed
To ravish the sensuous mind
Lie lightless, all their sparkles bleared and black and blind.

V
Dim moon-eyed fishes near
Gaze at the gilded gear
And query: “What does this vaingloriousness down here?” …

VI
Well: while was fashioning
This creature of cleaving wing,
The Immanent Will that stirs and urges everything

VII
Prepared a sinister mate
For her — so gaily great —
A Shape of Ice, for the time far and dissociate.

VIII
And as the smart ship grew
In stature, grace, and hue,
In shadowy silent distance grew the Iceberg too.

IX
Alien they seemed to be;
No mortal eye could see
The intimate welding of their later history,

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Or sign that they were bent
By paths coincident
On being anon twin halves of one august event,

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Till the Spinner of the Years
Said “Now!” And each one hears,
And consummation comes, and jars two hemispheres.

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Jesus will come to judge the living and the dead and the world by fire, particularly those who mock sacramental confession. I’ll assume that those who archive are wanting to delete out of the system all digitally recorded sacramental confessions. Right? Right?

 

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Adoration, Confession, Peter’s Keys

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Our weekly Sunday morning holy hours 6:00-7:00 AM at Holy Redeemer sometimes have a quiet moment or two, during one of which I took this picture. We have the rosary or a chaplet, lauds, chants. After exposition, to make sure we have some quiet, I stay on my knees before the Blessed Sacrament for the first ten minutes. But after that, I go back to the Confessional. I mean, people kneeling before our Lord makes for a busy confessional. Always so very inspiring, making any priest, even me, happy to be one with Jesus in His priesthood.

I would just like to point out the bit of yellow that you see through the window on the outside of the door. That’s the flag of the Holy See, the Papal Flag. We have to remember, do we not, that the Holy Father, whatever anyone might think about him, whatever Jesus might think about him, still has the power of keys, still delegates such powers with the apostolic mandate of bishops, who still sub-delegate that to the priests.

I make no apologies for being in solidarity with the Bishop of Rome – the most attacked-by-Satan bishop in the world – praying for him. I always mention him during Mass (not all do, you know), and at the end of the intercessions, the bidding prayers. I mean, I have cloistered nuns who pray for my wretched soul. When I complain to them that they are getting me in trouble with all those prayers because Jesus will ask me what I actually did with all those graces, they instantly say that such trouble with Jesus is alright since – “Look at it this way” they say – just think of where you would have been if we weren’t praying for you at all. Oh my.

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Viganò’s extra-judicial trial of Francis. Ending abuse of power with the same?

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Archbishop Viganò has published a second letter. LifeSite has a PDF, Scio cui credidi. In it, he describes the dynamic of what is going on:

“The pope’s unwillingness to respond to my charges and his deafness to the appeals by the faithful for accountability are hardly consistent with his calls for transparency and bridge building.”

Sure. That’s right. Almost 100%. But there’s one little bit that’s wrong in which one forgets the old maxim:

  • Bonum ex integra causa (It’s good if it’s all good).
  • Malum ex quocumque defectu (It’s bad if there is any defect whatsoever).

The presentation of Archbishop Viganò is almost 100%, but doesn’t quite make it all the way. So, what do we actually have here?

This is actually a final judgment rendered in an extra-judicial trial conducted by Archbishop Viganò over against the one who is called the Supreme Pontiff for a reason. The Bishop of Rome cannot legitimately be tried in an ecclesiastical court with or without the trappings of ecclesiastical fanfare, by Council or not. Saying something, whatever, and then demanding an answer is no way to go about things with the Pope. Making an accusation and being met by silence doesn’t always mean that one consents, the old Qui tacet, tacet consentire (the one who keeps silence, keeps silence in order to consent).

If one puts this kind of pressure on the Holy Father, there is all of a sudden something much bigger at play. It is a utilitarian usage of abuse (an insult to real victims) in order to bring about another agenda, the downfall not of a particular bishop of Rome, but the downfall of the papacy itself, the downfall of the Catholic Church. It’s all about power. It always is. Abuse of power is always ugly. It’s the old taunting “Nyeah nyeah nyeah nyeah nyeah.” That’s NOT to say that there isn’t something to the charges. It’s the way of bringing items to the Holy Father that really does count.

Long time readers will know that I myself brought a couple of matters to the attention of the Holy Father quietly, without publicizing what those two matters were other than to say that one deals with the Holy See and the other with the McCarrick affair. There was a response, an awesome response, as I have reported. Anyway…

Fighting abuse of power with the abuse of power is no way to end the abuse of power. In doing exorcisms, one might notice that Satan is especially good at mind games in getting people to abuse power. That’s what he does.

“But it’s all about the children!” splutter the self-righteous abuse of power mongers. No, it’s not about the children, except to make a utilitarian usage of them, again. That’s offensive. There are other ways.

I’ll make you a bet:

  • I’m not a betting man, but I bet you that McCarrick will be dismissed from the clerical state in the not-too-distant future. The winner and loser of this bet have to say a Hail Mary for McCarrick and another for Pope Francis and another for the Church. Either way, do it.

Don’t get me wrong: 

I’m all for helping the Holy Father discern all that which is good and holy. I’ve done that with Benedict XVI. I’ve done that with Francis. Let me slightly edit Saint Paul’s words to the Ephesians (3:14-21), replacing “you” with “the Pope” so as to let you know my wishes for Pope Francis:

“I kneel before the Father, from whom every family in heaven and on earth is named, that he may grant [the Pope] in accord with the riches of his glory to be strengthened with power through his Spirit in the inner self, and that Christ may dwell in [the Pope’s] heart[-] through faith; that [the Pope], rooted and grounded in love, may have strength to comprehend with all the holy ones what is the breadth and length and height and depth, and to know the love of Christ that surpasses knowledge, so that [the Pope] may be filled with all the fullness of God. Now to him who is able to accomplish far more than all we ask or imagine, by the power at work within us, to him be glory in the church and in Christ Jesus to all generations, forever and ever. Amen.”

  • What Saint Paul is talking about cuts through any mind games, any politics.
  • What Saint Paul is talking about is enough to bring any Pope to confirm his brothers in the faith.

What surprises me…

What surprises me is the almost non-existent theology regarding the papacy even by those who claim to be theologians, and orthodox to boot. Almost no one knows what Infallibility is about, what it’s consequences are. The extra-judicial judgment thing is just one more sign of ignorance as to what being the Bishop of Rome is all about.

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Saint Luke Institute and clones homosexualize clients promoting sin: exactly what priests don’t need.

You have heard that it was said that Saint Luke Institute and such like “clinics” do have some good use for some few who are actually in need of psychological help and that some people do benefit, but I tell you that this is not true.

If we had believers who were great at counselling and to whom one could go on a confidential basis – Hey! What an idea! – that would be great. However:

  • such places follow the ethos of accreditation by secular society and so promote all that which society promotes;
  • the second one walks in the door is the second you sign a waver so that everything in your file will be sent to the bishop and chanceries (=newspapers);
  • results are often predetermined according to the one paying the bills, often without any person ever having presented, even on the phone.

Such places are often a method by which to get a priest dismissed from the clerical state. Weaponizing psychological help is the best way to take this aid away from those who need it.

Just to be clear because of following the accreditation norms:

  • homosexualism is promoted;
  • self-abuse is promoted;
  • the rape of those who attend by way of measuring their physiological responses to the viewing of pornography of all kinds, including child-porn (a felony for all involved) has been done (as noted many times by the John Jay Report); would you entrust yourself to a rapist, to an institute known for raping residents?

Those who actually need counselling can find actually believing counselors. So, they should not, must not go to such places as Saint Luke Institute.

It is better to go to heaven having suffered with a psychological problem on earth than to go to hell committed unspeakable sins that cry to heaven for vengeance. Making a policy of unspeakable sins is what brought the scourge of the present crisis upon the Church. It is unconscionable to promote such places.

  • I believe that any bishop who sends his priests to such places is committing sin.
  • I believe that any administration at such places are committing sin.
  • I believe that anyone in Rome able to shut such places down but does not is committing sin.

Active homosexualization of the clergy by policy must stop. Get it?

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Father Paul Kalchik Interview. Solidarity: Je suis le père Paul Kalchik

Seriously, this priest, for all he’s been through, is calm, reasonable, nuanced, prudent, exact in descriptions, restrained in his actions, pastorally minded, doesn’t exaggerate, is profound in his theology, is reverent before the Lord Jesus. In short, he has a priestly identity in every way, and, it seems to me, with honesty, with integrity. I recognize Jesus in him. I’ll have more to say about this, but for this post, recall the repercussions of Charlie Hebdo (bad analogy, I know). But, in solidarity, I will say that:

Je suis le père Paul Kalchik.

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