Here’s an example of one of the daily visits to this most read post:
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There is righteous anger, call it zeal if regulated by humility before both truth and mercy, a righteous anger which is necessary in justice, such as when Christ Jesus cleansed the temple with whips, overturning also the moneychangers’ tables, reprimanding those who prostituting the Temple of His Father (a symbol of Himself). The Gospels are rife with examples, Jesus castigating the hypocrite scribes and Pharisees, et alii. Some ecclesiastics are angry that their fellow ecclesiastics could ever be angry for anything or on behalf of anyone, ever. But that is itself unjust. Righteous anger is always righteous, even if there are those who think all anger is always unrighteous.
Truly unrighteous anger, lashing out, using others – a bit of self-referential transference – to punish oneself, is, of course, an evil. People get angry when they are pushed on whatever because they are frustrated in their lives with whatever issue that happens to be. They are frustrated because of realizing they are not in control of that situation. They are not in control of that situation because they are depending on themselves for a strength and balance and fortitude they don’t have on their own. They depend on themselves in proportion to how much they have not learned to walk through life with Jesus, who, in solidarity with us, wants us to be His constant friends.
Rarely is it the case that anger is totally righteous or totally unrighteous. So, the Lord, as our spiritual director, along with our angel guardians, provide and permit circumstances which will push us down on our knees, having us go from whatever bit of even just temptation to be somewhat angry to a greater reverence before Jesus – more simple as a child – just as soon as our brains can assent through conscience to the truth of this economy of salvation in which we are saved, Jesus using our weakness to encourage us to give up on trusting in ourselves so that we can take just everything in stride, as it were, nailed to the cross, dead to ourselves, alive, with enthusiasm, for Christ Jesus.
Of course, we want to make ourselves believe that our anger is always totally righteous, you know, because we want to congratulate ourselves to compensate for the stupidity of things being a bit out of control because of trusting in ourselves. So, motivations are complicated, too complex for us to figure out, figuring it out being always a fail inasmuch as this ignores the way in which our Lord and our angels deal with our fallen human nature by way of grace.
So, having said all that, what makes me angry? Well, I’ll give you an example. Watch the video above. What it doesn’t say is the posse was a thousand men strong. What makes me angry, you know, that I feel that a bit out of control of the situation, is the utter lack of conscience, the vacuous arrogance, the un-human-ness. Of course, righteous anger is part of this, but it is nevertheless a bit of a fright to see nothing in the souls of racists. That’s just how much I don’t yet understand about the wounds of our Lord Jesus. I should just be able to take this in stride and instead of having any hint of unrighteous anger, what I do to right whatever situation, it should be about zeal, as Elijah said, Zelo zelatus sum pro Domino Deo exercituum. As Aleksandr Isayevich Solzhenitsyn said, it wasn’t so much the torture that bothered him even as he was being tortured as much as seeing no conscience in the eyes of his torturer.
Part of the solution to all this is stated by a gentleman in that video above, a truly brilliant analysis, he saying that until we realize that we can all do this kind of horrible deed (of false accusation and smashing others down to build ourselves up), we will keep repeating such things. Humility before the Lord is, of course, the only way to do this.
So, having picked on this one thing, does that mean I myself am undergoing some sort of prejudice against myself? Well, I am Jewish, and Catholic, and a priest. My “Shadow”, who stole my identity (passport, driver licence, birth certificate…) back in the late 1970s-1980s, has spent a lifetime making himself perceived to be anti-Semitic, specifically, anti-Jewish, posing as a demographic conspiracy theorist analyst sympathetic to “David Ernest Duke (born July 1, 1950)[…] an American white supremacist and white nationalist politician, antisemitic conspiracy theorist, Holocaust denier, convicted felon, and former Grand Wizard of the Ku Klux Klan (Wikipedia). That’s a distraction. A cover. Nothing is ever as it seems until injustice is actually perpetrated, until people are wrongly imprisoned, until blood is shed. Then we know exactly where things stand. Oh, wait a minute, isn’t my “Shadow” the one who did up illegal international arms transfers to cartels, all in my name, leaving countless people dead having been killed with guns that were acquired in my name? So, yeah, I am angry with that. How much of that is righteous anger and how much myself just being offended for being used is known only to the Lord. But, there it is.
And here’s the Executive Summary. [Note that we owe it to our neighbor to take in the extreme care in which terminology is employed with plenty of nuances ruling out one misinterpretation after another.]
(U//FOUO) The FBI assesses it is very likely Black Identity Extremist[b] (BIE) perceptions of police brutality against African Americans spurred an increase in premeditated, retaliatory lethal violence against law enforcement and will very likely serve as justification for such violence.
The FBI assess it is very likely this increase began following the 9 August 2014 shooting of Michael Brown in Ferguson, Missouri, and the subsequent Grand Jury November 2014 declination to indict the police officers involved. The FBI assesses it is very likely incidents of alleged police abuse against African Americans since then have continued to feed the resurgence in ideologically motivated, violent criminal activity within the BIE movement. The FBI assesses it is very likely some BIEs are influenced by a mix of anti-authoritarian, Moorish sovereign citizen[c] ideology, and BIE ideology. The FBI has high confidence[d] in these assessments, based on a history of violent incidents attributed to individuals who acted on behalf of their ideological beliefs, documented in FBI investigations and other law enforcement and open source reporting.
The FBI makes this judgment with the key assumption the recent incidents are ideologically motivated.
[b] (U//FOUO) The FBI defines black identity extremists as individuals who seek, wholly or in part, through unlawful acts of force or violence, in response to perceived racism and injustice in American society and some do so in furtherance of establishing a separate black homeland or autonomous black social institutions, communities, or governing organizations within the United States. This desire for physical or psychological separation is typically based on either a religious or political belief system, which is sometimes formed around or includes a belief in racial superiority or supremacy. The mere advocacy of political or social positions, political activism, use of strong rhetoric, or generalized philosophic embrace of violent tactics may not constitute extremism, and may be constitutionally protected.
[c] (U//FOUO) The FBI defines sovereign citizen extremists as individuals who openly reject their US citizenship status, believe that most forms of [e]stablished government, authority, and institutions are illegitimate, and seek, wholly or in part, through unlawful acts of force or violence, to further their claim to be immune from government authority. The mere advocacy of political or social positions, political activism, use of strong rhetoric, or generalized philosophic embrace of violent tactics may not constitute extremism, and may be constitutionally protected.
[d] (U) See Appendix B: Confidence in Assessments and Judgments Based on a Body of Information.
Update: Since the publishing of this post, he’s arranged to do the necessary with his fines. At least some of those involved aren’t sure what to make of all this, not in the past, not today. Wounds go deep. We pray for healing all around. ////
I’m Pope Francis’ Jewish Missionary of Mercy, also a Catholic priest. One of my fellow priests, Father Bill Aitcheson, used to head up a cell of the KKK, a terrorist group targeting Jews, Catholics and people with varying degrees of pigmentation.
What I don’t understand is how the diocese in Nevada and how the NAC and again how the diocese of Arlington years later and until today could overlook the fact that he didn’t pay his court imposed fines to pay for damages to multiple victims, fines merely totaling $23,000 at the time, and, if he paid none of it, now equal to $58,769.08, still not that much.
When people repent, part of the repentance involves restitution. He says he wants to do this now. The diocese of Arlington, which insists he’s merely temporarily on leave, ought, because of their own obtuse assertion, pay his fines with increased values straight out in one chunk of money. Father Bill can pay the diocese of Arlington back.
But until then, I don’t believe either he or the diocese is sincere. He’s still Father KKK to me. And the diocese of Arlington, until they pay up, is basically saying that terrorism doesn’t matter, racism doesn’t matter, bigotry doesn’t matter, violence doesn’t matter. Father Aitcheson says he came forward because of the Charlottesville murder. The diocese says he was instead caught out by a reporter. I suppose both can be true coincidentally. Fine. But the restitution needs to be paid. Real apologies need to be given.
The spokesman for the diocese of Arlington says that “Father Aitcheson and Bishop Michael Burbidge have expressed a desire to meet in a pastoral, private setting with the Butler family in the hope that it may bring them healing.” — Do the Butlers want all that privacy, or is it Father Aitcheson who suggested that? He’s mentioned his embarrassment any number of times. Moreover, is there any meeting set up with B’nai B’rith Hillel and Beth Torah, or did he apologize 40 years ago and so we can forget about all those Jewish people today?
A serious question for Father William Aitchenson and to diocesan officials all of whom overlooked the lack of restitution: Was there ever any real intention to pay restitution, and, if not, was any forgiveness from the Lord ever received by Aitcheson by way of baptism or an absolution? Bear the fruits of repentance, and I’ll be happy to provide an absolution for you as Pope Francis’ Missionary of Mercy. I’m no better than you. I’d rather see you go to heaven with real repentance. It’s all about Jesus.
From the relevant declassified FBI file:
When driving up to Holy Souls Hermitage on a many-miles-long one-lane, no-fault road straight up the mountain, I saw this flag hanging about 25 feet up. I understand that some who are not from here have some historical appreciation of General Lee, blah blah blah. Around here this flag hardly means more than death to anyone black. Racism is one of the things which makes me really quite angry. Yet, I laughed out loud the second I saw this flag as I knew immediately the intent was fraudulent, at least to a degree. Yes, it’s true that this is perhaps the most violent road with the most murders in Western North Carolina (which is saying really a lot). Yes, I really think it’s true that any black man might well not make it out alive if seen anywhere on this road, with the murderer forgetting about it seconds later. Nevertheless, it seems that a pact with LA’s Crips and Bloods was made on this very road, perhaps not far from this flag, at least that is what I was told by a friend, the lead negotiator, all of which was cautiously confirmed to me, three times, by the head of the local law enforcement. The flag is simply a smokescreen screaming “We’re racist here, and we will kill you.” The reality seems to be that far reaching drug deals can be made freely with anyone black, as it would never be dreamed, it is thought, that anyone black could ever possibly be on this road. Clever.
Having said all that, being white helps on this road. I wouldn’t want to be black and alone here. If a vehicle stops in front of you and one stops behind you, with a cliff to the one side and a ravine on the other, and the road only one car-width wide, there’s simply no place to go. Being a white boy myself, I never much feared driving on this road, even though one – how to say it? – “white trash” boy tried a number of times to ram my vehicle into the ravine. I can pretty much take care of myself.
But hey! I’m still waiting for my AncestryDNA results. It’s now been six weeks so I should know in the next few weeks where I come from. I can guess that there will be percentages from Scotland/Northern England; from Germany, from Poland. But, just for the sake of political correctness[!], I’m hoping for something from Africa as well. I mean, if that’s the case, I think I would advertise that on the back of my vehicle: I’m a Catholic priest, and Jewish, and Black, all at once, though I look to be 100% white boy. Wouldn’t that be a hoot in WNC? I wonder what the KKK grand dragon wizard guy, whatever they call him, down the road would think of that. I wonder if he would submit to a DNA test to see if he’s got any African background in him. :¬)
Nothing is as it seems. We’re all children of God. We’ve all crucified the Son of the Living God. He’s redeemed us all. None of us of ourselves are better than anyone else. We’re not against each other. We’re against the fallen angels. It doesn’t seem that way at first glance, but we’re actually not our own saviors. It’s all about Jesus. He’s the One. We just need to help each other get to know Him better, regardless of the unrepeatable circumstances whence we are called by the Divine Son of the Immaculate Conception.
Saint José Luis Sánchez del Río, soldier and martyr, because “all those Mexicans are the same!” Oh, I forgot, I was supposed to pick on someone who wasn’t yet canonized, you know, someone undocumented and who, say, committed a non-violent crime years ago but was still in the system at the invitation of the system, so that we could kick all Mexicans in the face with impunity.
As it is, there were some spectacular and well reasoned comments on ICE deports undocumented working tax-payer contributing mother / wife to spread fear among undocumented, which I very much appreciate. Thank you.
But then another comment came in that was ranting away, with the author apparently having skipped reading those comments, very much upset. Here’s part of a very long comment. Pardon my emphases and [sometimes sarcastic comments]. And if I’m a bit rough here, please know that this person is a friend who I think can take this reprimand.
“I have no sympathy here. There are plenty of people who desperately want to come here but wait to do so legally. [This is continuously more difficult, next to impossible as the years, months and days go by, with contradictory, complex laws, layers and layers of labyrinthine mazes. As one commenter put it, this is somewhat our fault. We should streamline the process without foregoing safety. The thing is, we bait people to be illegal by baiting them to skip the line but also nevertheless to be in the system, checking in with ICE, paying taxes, etc.] I also have issue with the number of mexicans who are setting up their lives here with no intention to assimilate. [So, you know all of them? Can you name them? Even one? Did they tell you they have no intention?] It makes me crazy [!] when I enter into commerce [When you’re at the cash register? Who says to the cashier: “May I enter into commerce with you?” While that’s English, no one speaks that way. It smacks of a foreign speaker. What are doing in this country? You foreigners are all the same. You should be deported! ;-) ] at a place where the staff is speaking another language while waiting on customers who speak English. [Did you try to speak English or were you just offended? Did you greet the cashier in English or just fume about it?] I complained at a big box store because the cashier spoke in another language to an employee [Esperanto? Latin? Swahili? French? German? Russian!?] who was standing around [as security because of the presence of crazy people? as a cashier manager? as someone giving lessons in laziness?] and also to a customer [who spoke the same language? That’s polite, isn’t it?]who was dressed in a similar manner [So, you’re a writer for Saturday Night Live? What does that even mean? What are you really angry with? Do “they” have better taste than you? Are they more stylish? More “with it”, “up to date”, “mod”, “hip”? You’re envious?]. She uttered not a word to me the entire transaction and was solely focused on her two compatriots. [I often go through a checkout on the phone, which is really annoying, I know, but sometimes things can’t wait. An accident has occurred and a priest is needed, etc. I might speak in whatever language. At any rate, maybe they didn’t say anything to you because you didn’t say anything to them because you were too taken at looking at them all aghast at your own lack of style. Did you look angry? Impatient? Were they talking about trying to arrange a welcoming party for, say, local Russians to the neighborhood? Maybe they were talking about signing up for classes to perfect their English? Our Spanish speakers here put on a number of events for the local law enforcement. They arranged that in their native tongue.]
That’s not how the typical transaction goes in this country. [Try smiling.] She was also moving very slowly [like all those damn Mexicans, right?] at a busy time of year [like, what, Christmas? Kwanzaa? New Year’s? The Feast Day of the great third century Bishop and Martyr Saint Valentine? The Feast of Our Lady of Lourdes?] which was problematic because the long line wasn’t diminishing.” [Because they were having a good time speaking to each other and being human instead of fuming and crawling out of their skin? You’re just angry because you had to stand in line, right? Because no one else had a right to stand in line, right? Or are you really just racist? Or just a bad day? Lighten up. Jesus loves you too.]
Did I purposely write about Guadalupe Garcia de Rayos to guage reaction? Yes.
Don’t forget the purpose of this blog, noted by the title and blurb in the header:
Look. We’ve all crucified the Son of the Living God with original sin and our own personal rubbish. Smashing people down because they talk differently from you or just because they dress differently from you [more stylish!] won’t gain you many points at the final judgment. We’re hoping that people get to heaven, right? Eternity is a long time. Do you think they will want YOU there, ragging on them all the time, fuming about them? What if Jesus says “Shalom!” to someone else there, or to you? Will you throw a tantrum then?
And if you want to know my generalized impression of illegal immigrants, I’ll tell you, even though these are generalizations and therefore “racist”: I find that as a whole, these are the hardest working, most polite, piously Catholic, family oriented, peace loving, community minded, always but always helpful people I have known in my life. And I’ve been on so many continents and so many countries in so many cultures. And I also have an anecdote. Be warned of provocative language:
There was a young woman here who broke up with her white trash American boyfriend, who was always drugged up and always beating on her, leaving her a smashed up wreck continuously. Her father heard that she had started dating a Mexican and was planning on getting married to him. The father immediately was enraged and hunted down the Mexican so as to beat the living tar out of him. Of course, he instead got the living tar beat out of him, because he just kept up the attack, but he kept getting pummeled, rightly, in self-defense, until an ambulance had to come. The EMT guy reprimanded the father to say that his daughter had lived a living hell with her white trash boyfriend, but was treated like a queen by the Mexican guy, who, in fact, was born in these USA and is an American citizen in good standing. We just need to slow down a bit. Changing circumstances can show us a bit about ourselves, and that’s a good thing. It’s then an occasion to be closer to the Jesus, the Way, Truth and Life. And that’s a good thing. We’re not against each other! We’re against the devil who wishes to work havoc among us.
Anyway, I want a sombrero like our Cristero saint above. I’m envious. But no frills:
To have a “day” dedicated to remembrance is O.K., I guess. I guess it means that special events and activities might take place while articles and photos with salient captions might be published while gripping short-films might be released while field trips might take place, and so on. O.K. Yes. That’s all good. It’s a day that jars us weak human beings out of our distraction and brings back the urgency to the fore. O.K.
But let’s also remember that there are those for whom this is never just a “day”, for it is burned into their hearts and souls and minds 24/7/365. They never forget. They carry this with them. And they schedule this day for the rest of humanity which needs such a day.
Let’s also recognize, however, that no matter what one does to tell the story, there are those who just won’t get it, who simply will not understand. I remember making my way through Yad vaShem in Jerusalem when a massive motorcade entered the compound. I didn’t know what this was about until I was at the Warsaw Ghetto wall of remembrance at the same time as Hillary Clinton and her entourage. I was first of all shocked that none of the Secret Service payed attention to me, though I was the only one there not belonging to their group. And then I noticed she had stopped walking so as to make a statement, short and sweet. No, really. Sweet. It was like she was in an ice cream store at the beach. She said ever so glibly and giggly and dancy and effervescently and with such sing-song-ness: “♬How♬wonderful♬it♬is♬to♬be♬here!♬” Surreal is not an adequate word.
I remember when coming back from Lourdes that an air marshal sitting next to me made the statement – after quite a long conversation – that Catholics should just take what is coming to them for not agreeing to the Obama Administration’s imposition of a direct payment into the abortion superfund when people pay their Obamacare Insurance premiums. The air marshal said that Catholics should be as submissive as the Jews were when being brought to the extermination camps. Mind you, air marshals are covert anti-terrorist federal agents. I’m so happy that Hillary did not win the election.
The video I made:
Recently FoxNews published an article about a trauma doctor who takes care of survivors of ISIS murders of children (HERE: warning: graphic). He said that for ISIS such murders, decapitations, burning, etc., are like the mere killing of a chicken for these monsters.
When I saw that headline, it instantly reminded me a young “patriotic American” who told me that he would like to be on the U.S. southern border patrol with a rifle so that he could “pop the heads of them Mexican trash just like the chickens back home.” I asked him what “pop the heads” meant. He said that his father would take him out back of the house next to their little farm pond and teach him how to shoot a rifle by having him shoot the heads off their chickens from a couple of hundred yards out. He said that it would make the heads of the chickens pop off their necks high into the air when he got a good hit.
As you might imagine, I gave him the lecture of his life, as really he should have known better than that. This was neither patriotic nor did it have anything to do with being American. He thought he was patriotic because he would also just as soon go and shoot the heads off Islamicist terrorists. He absolutely couldn’t see the difference between a migrant worker and an ISIS terrorist, which, in my opinion, made him just as bad as an ISIS terrorist.
And yet, when that little incident of the reprimand was discovered, it was I who was reprimanded, rather severely I might add, and by someone who really should know much better than that. Who do I think I am interfering with someone who is so full of enthusiasm since after all he’s just a kid (I think perhaps 18). And yes, this is another one of those strange posts, you know, for the record. I am such a troublemaker! I wonder what Pope Francis would think of my reprimand of that kid…
Brat Lies Matter in the USA because we have free speech. On that level it doesn’t matter if everything said is a lie, “It’s a book!” or some such lie aimed at inflaming violence, injury and death, though it does matter if the continuous lies directly incite violence, in which case people may well be going to prison, and rightly so.
Of course, to be perfectly correct about the matter: Error has no rights at all. But anyway:
Have you noticed that it’s not about black and white? The police officer is black and the police chief is black and protesters are both black and white. This is about anarchy and hatred of society, really about self-hatred. Now there’s a state of emergency and the National Guard has taken to the streets. A friend said that just outside of Charlotte, all day yesterday, the sky was filled with Black Hawks at the ready.
Anyway, I mean, here’s the deal: maybe the guy was mentally deficient or otherwise disabled, but he exited his car at a police stop and pulled a gun. At that point any claimed disability, whether a lie or the truth, doesn’t matter at all. People have a right to self-defense, and black police officers are people too. It’s all sad.
But let’s be clear: Brat Lies Matter hates black police officers because they are black. And now one civilian is at the edge of death and twenty some police officers are injured.
If I were head of schools in Charlotte I would require immediate and mandatory classes on how to interact with police, regardless of racial heritage:
As part of these school lessons, everyone will be required to be respectfully present and participate if possible…
If it’s a Catholic School, I would have the students take a knee in chapel and recite before the Most Blessed Sacrament the Consecration of the Human Race to the Sacred Heart of Jesus, that is, the full version, with no politically incorrect bits taken out.
Last night, the parish of Saint Thomas Aquinas, near ground zero of the Charlotte riots, had an all night session of adoration of the Most Blessed Sacrament. And that’s exactly the right thing to do. Good for them. We’re not going to change anything for the better without Jesus, Divine Son of the Immaculate Conception.
From left to right (all were married, all with kids):
There is another officer in “extremely critical condition” and two others wounded.
So, a “black separatist” walks around shooting indiscriminately at people, baiting police and deputies to the scene. He then commences assassinating them. He knows that, as an active shooter, he’s going to get taken out, at least eventually. It’s terrorism. Suicide terrorism. It’s not “senseless” to the shooter. He plans with weapons, with an armored vest. Premeditated all the way. He studied up. He gets what he wants. Now he faces his judgment by Him who will come to judge the living and the dead and world by fire. Please, pray for the police officers who laid down their lives that we might live, and pray for their families.
Take a look at this facebook post by assassinated Officer Montrell Jackson the day after the assassination of Dallas Law Enforcement Officers:
I bet “some family, friends, and officers” regret their foolish comments now…
A few things:
“To me this is not so much about gun control as it is about what’s in men’s hearts.” -(East Baton Rouge Sherrif Sid Gautreaux).
Yes, that’s right. What’s in men’s hearts.
There’s a lot of black on black violence. The stats are staggering.
The lack of fathers in black families is totally insane.