Thursday, October 17, 2013

For the record: Rorate on the flap over Sandro Magister speech

"No scaremongering, please" (Rorate Caeli, October 16, 2013) takes Fr. Z. to task for jumping to wild conclusions.


I am not Spartacus


Remember, friends. Those of you who uphold the traditional ways had better tread lightly, and with a smile. It is still possible to lose everything.

Talk about closing the barn door after the horse has left the barn, eaten all of the oats in Clyde Johnson's barn, knocked-up the mare of his Missus, Mandy, and is half-way to Montana by now.

The well-read Baron of the Brock By Brick Bund was still a prot when the revolutionaries walked into Vatican Two, trotted into control the opening day, cantered through the commissions, and galloped out of there like race horses goooned on the juice.

We COULD lose everything?

Shitteth me thou?

We have already lost everything and just when will it be when you begin to wake-up and smell the myrrh?

If you think that Traditionalists could lose the 1962 Roman Missal, know that was just a temporary rite that lasted but two years.

The revolution was created the same year as Israel was formed (the same year I was born) when the modernists seized control of Dom Prosper Gueranger's authentic and invaluable Liturgical Movement and turned it into the Liturgical Revolution and finished its work in 1970 with the force-feeding of the Faithful of the revolutionary rite.

Once the Roman Rite was slaughtered and buried, that is when Hope first appeared

Dark Horse


"Shitteth me thou?" He-he-he!! Beavis. He said "Shitteth me thou." Did you get that, Beavis? He-he-he.



Shitteth me thou?

I have no idea how I will use this but I have GOT to use it somewhere soon.