A Strange Letter To Mustafa K.

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Supreme Leader Mustafa Khamenei, Portrait, 2026.

Dear readers,

I have received a strange email in my inbox. Iranian email address. Something to do with the chaos going on in Iran, I think. The email was not in Farsi, it was in Arabic. I think this was a cleric wanting to show to the addressee his religious/scholarly/good faith credentials, but in the end, what do I know…

Anyway: because I am a curious guy, I put the stuff on Google Translate and what came out was the following:

“Ayatollah Seyed Ali Rafsanjani greets the Supreme Leader. I am glad to hear from the President that you are fine, healthy, and, Inshallah, in good spirits. I truly, truly hope that this is true this time, because I didn’t like how they lied to us about your revered, late papa, now enjoying his 72 prostitutes.

Revered Supreme Leader, I must write to you in order to implore you to show yourself to your beloved people. It becomes more and more difficult to counteract the Crusaders’ propaganda if nothing is seen of your distinguished person. There are jokes around about the “Cardboard supreme leader”, I can hear them in the market almost every day, and the memes on the internet are unstoppable! You would think just a few people have the internet, but one who has reports to one thousand! I have overheard horrible jokes about the “’tis but a scratch!” guy of that Crusader show, and one young boy was overheard making a comparison with Gustavo Fring’s face when the bomb explodes. You probably have not seen either show, O Most Learned One, but I assure you everyone who did would find the jokes extremely crude, but funny in their own macabre way.

Now the Crusader President (I will not pronounce his name with you, O Supreme and Very Learned Leader) says you might be dead. Of course he is lying. Of course. But this makes it the more important that you show yourself. Dear Supreme Leader, I implore you, give your people proof of life!

Even Osama Bin Laden was able to let videos come out from the remotest caves. There was no internet there, no technology. One portable camera was all it was needed. It’s not difficult, O Learned One! No, a voice would not be enough, because then the jokes would keep coming, and you know how cruel those Crusaders can be! Dear Supreme Leader, we need a proper, proper video, with turban, beard, and all! With an earnest face, and a strong voice. I mean, manly (no, I am not pulling your leg, I assure you!). The newspaper of the day in your hands, like it was done for Aldo Moro when he was a prisoner of the Brigate Rosse. Something like this, but with a stronger, more intelligent face.

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You see how easy it was? Now that we have videos it is still easier! You would have a copy of the day’s Kayhan in your hands, and would just browse a couple of pages and read a couple of headlines, very casually, at the beginning and end of the message. How, how angry would the Crusader President be!

I must beg you, O Supreme Leader! Do it for your Country, for your people, for the sake of the Prophet who liked them so, so, so young!

I am, as always, your most devout servant, & Co.

Seyed Ali Rafsanjani”

That’s it. This is what came out.

No idea. Don’t ask.

Leo Officially As Dumb As A Rock

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The Not So Holy Father is here pictured during a spring lunch in the Vatican Gardens.

Boy, this guy is embarrassing. It’s like listening to a boy of nine who fancies himself very intelligent. It’s a constant barrage of easy platitudes for low IQ pacifists and environmentalist. He should change his name in Pope Greta.

The last one is here: Christians who start wars should go to confession. This is clearly another swipe at Trump, as clear as the sun. However, one notices the following.

  1. Every Catholic should go to confession, Leo, you idiot. It’s just that, very often, they have difficulties because so many LeoPriests try all they can not to listen to confessions.
  2. Trump is a Presbyterian, Leo, you idiot.
  3. Khameini and their ilk are all Mohammedans, Leo, you idiot.
  4. Netanyahu is a Jew, Leo, you idiot.

But because this cretinous individual seems to think that starting wars is, ipso facto, a grave sin, let us refresh his memory with a bit of easy Grok.

King Louis IX of France led the Seventh Crusade, against the Mohammedans. Extremely revered to this day. Canonised.

Ferdinand III of Castile completed the Reconquista against, you guessed it, the Mohammedans.

Olaf II of Norway fought and died to have Norway Christianised (imagine that!). Killed in battle. Canonised.

Stephen I of Hungary fought wars inside Hungary to have Hungary Christianised. The horror!!

Edmund the Martyr was a great fighter for the faith. Captured by the Vikings. Died a martyr’s death in order not to renounce his faith. Canonised.

Alfred The Great rid the British Isles of the Vikings (for the moment) with the great victory in Edington in 878.

Harold Godwinson, another great king, obtained a stunning victory against the Vikings in the battle of Stamford Bridge, and that took care of the Vikings for good. The poor man died in Hastings just weeks later. Still a great one.

John II Sobieski. The guy who “took the chestnuts out of the fire” at the Battle of Vienna, 1683. Another great guy.

I think one could go on forever, but perhaps Leo wants to suggest to some Pope to go to Confession, because he really doesn’t like them. A couple of people he might address are:

Blessed Urban II. This is the guy who gave us the First Crusade.

Gregory VII. This is the Canossa guy whom you remember from school. A propos Canossa, Barbarossa was another great leader who actually went to and co-led a Crusade (that would be the third Crusade, together with Richard the Lionheart. Boy, they keep popping up!). Gregory was the first to proposed a crusade. It did not happen because the times weren’t ripe. Barbarossa and Richard stand as giants to this day.

Saint Pius V. Leo, every heard of Lepanto? Yes, it was that guy! Canonised. Also the guy who standardised the Mass you hate so much; because you are, you guessed it, an idiot.

Now, the list could go on forever, but I think you get the gist. Mind, Rubio and Hegseth are Catholics, but they certainly didn’t start anything, as they are not in position of command.

For a Pope to express himself in such a flippant, disrespectful way is, simply, childish. This guy has absolutely no idea of what he is talking about. He does not seem to have, by the way, one word or reproach for the Ayatollahs massacring what seems to have been tens of thousands of people some two months ago. His Mohammedan friends obviously don’t have to go to confession. Trump, magically, can’t, but should.

No idea of anything. Just an embarrassing mess. A total vacuum. A bag of air.

What a cretin in white.

Meet Leo The Modernist And His “Great Theologian”

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Let us look at this.

This is Leo’s General Audience, given yesterday. The guy is teaching people about V II; because, V II having not done enough damage already, he wishes for the damage to be increased.

Whenever I read this blather, I always get that strange “we are the children” whiff, that stinky atmosphere where it is always implied one of the two, that a) everybody is a Christian of sort, or that 2) they aren’t, and this is fine.

“Indeed, it is Christ who, in giving His Body and His Blood, unites this people in Himself and in a definitive way. It is a people now made up of members of every nation; it is united by faith in Him, by adherence to Him, by living the same life as Him, animated by the Spirit of the Risen One”.

OK. Fine. I get it. But… Why? What is the meaning of this adherence? What are the consequences for those who stay out of the union with Christ? Are they at great risk of hell? Because if no, then it seems that this union is just a quality-of-life measure on earth. If yes, then this should be appropriately stressed; particularly in these times, and by this pope, who acts so much as if he were the boss of an NGO bringing a message of automatic salvation for everybody.

“We are in the Church in order to receive life from the Father unceasingly and to live as His children and brothers and sisters among ourselves. Consequently, the law that animates relationships in the Church is love, as we receive and experience it in Jesus; and her goal is the Kingdom of God, towards which she walks together with all humanity”.

Once again, this is scarily approximate and, considering this and the previous papacy, of course gives to the everyday reader the impression that he will be fine, no matter what. So, we are in the Church so that we can receive life everlasting from the Father. Very fine. But this again means that those that are not in the Church will not receive life everlasting from the Father. This seems harsh to the XXI Century NGO, which is why Leo then states that the Church “walks together with all humanity” in fulfilling her goal. You clearly have a feeling here that there is nothing to worry about, because the Church is walking *together with all humanity* towards the Kingdom of God. I get a very strong whiff of “everybody is going to be OK” here.

It continues. You go from the statement that “in the Church there is a place for everyone” (a very orthodox statement: of course, seats are not sold out, and everyone who converts is welcome), to the *other* statement, that “in this regard, the church is one but includes everyone”. Note the sleigh of hand here: the church is open to everyone, so it includes everyone. Well no, she doesn’t. The Church is only open to those who convert. It is, emphatically, not open to those who die without having been received in her.

In case you think you are misinterpreting this statement, Leo doubles down:

“A great theologian described it thus: The unique Ark of Salvation must welcome all human diversity into its vast nave. The only banquet hall, the food it distributes is drawn from all of creation. The seamless garment of Christ, it is also – and it is the same thing – the garment of Joseph, with its many colours”.

In case you wonder, the quote comes form Henri de Lubac, a guy as Modernist as they come. Leo quotes him as “great theologian”. The statement is just disquieting.

The food the Church distributes is not drawn, in my understanding, from all of creation, but from Christ’s sacrifice; in fact, it is that very sacrifice! It’s not a Buddhist recycling and redistribution machine that comes from creation and goes back to creation. The way I understand it – and I am pretty sure I am right – the food that the Church distributes is exactly the sacramental presence of Christ given as spiritual nourishment, not a sociological “food” that is “drawn from all creation”. De Lubac, and Leo, make of the Church a sort of cooperative effort where everybody participates and everybody is automatically welcomed in. All human diversity (note how broad the term is: it clearly includes atheists, infidels, perverts, unrepenting sinners) “must” be welcomed into his vast nave, that is: must get in.

Mind: there is no explicit shouting of the concept. But come on, there are massive innuendos here; there is a way of talking that naturally invites one to think that this is the message. There is willed lack of clarity and precision in favour of vague – or wrong – statements. There is, as always, a massive downplaying of why the Church exists in the first place: avoiding hell.

Am I the only one who smells the mould in this bread? I don’t think so.

I think that Leo is just a third-rate Modernist, spreading heresy because he loves Francis so much.

A Strange Dream, Ayatollah Edition

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Mustafa is very worried…

I had a dream. Yes, another one! It must be the season.

There was this guy, with a strange dress and a long beard. He looked Fifty-ish. He was sittign in a strange room, without windows. There was a constant whirring of some ventilation/AC thing. The lights were too bright. The mood was gloomy.

“I can’t do it”, the guy was saying, in Farsi. I know it was in Farsi, and I know I could understand it, exactly because it was a dream.

“Of course you do, Mustafa”, said another. Several other people nodded. They looked all pretty much the same: long beards, quite similar clothes, only some looked very scared, and really wishing they were somewhere else. The other guy went on: “you are the ideal candidate, Mustafa. You have the look and the family and the ideology. The militia love you (no homo). They will do whatever you ask them to. We need you at the helm. Nobody else will do”.

“You are wrong, Rohollah”, said the first guy, the one referred to as Mustafa. “I don’t have the qualifications!”

“What do you mean, Mustafa?” Said the other, in shock.

“I am not a Grand Ayatollah, you see. The Supreme Leader must be a Grand Ayatollah. I would never, EVER dream to prevaricate!”, said Mustafa.

“Do not be afraid, Mustafa”, said a third guy, also endowed with a thick beard. “If we decide you can do it, *you* can do it. There is no reason to be worried on account of your slightly deficient qualification. Plus, papa was quite qualified, and the apple does not fall away from the tree, as the Crusaders say”.

“You are too kind, Hossein”, answered Mustafa, “but I really can’t see how I can be worth it. Plus, I am having some challenges”.

“We know all about it, Mustafa”, said a fourth guy. “It has been well-known among us, Mustafa, that you could not get your Little Ayatollah to stand to attention. You even went to a London clinic for months, having the Crusaders cure you! We think the problem is gone now. You have a child? At any rate, we promise you there will be no jokes about your “Little Ayatollah” after you have been elected.

“Damn you, Hasan!”, said Mustafa. “What are you thinking? No, I am talking about the fact that I just lost papa, mama, sis, brother in law-, and sister-in-law! You’ll allow me to be a tad discombobulated, right? I need time to grieve! Ask me again in, say, twelve weeks!”

“Ah, that!” said the first guy, Rohollah. “No, don’t worry. Your relatives are all with Mahmoud now. Two days of grief are full in order, but you have no right to grieve one week after the fact. In fact, you should be *happy* to reach them soon! You are just the guy for the job!”

“Right guy, my foot, you goat-loving… ehm, you fool! I have just told you that I am not worthy, and not ready, and not willing, either! Pick someone else, you degenerate jackasses!”

The air was getting heavy now, and it wasn’t the air conditioner, either. A faint,amused “little ayatollah!”, followed by a suffocated laugh, was heard; not loud, but everybody could hear it in the silence. Awkward pause. Embarrassment all around. Then Hasan spoke. “We need to retreat and confer, Mustafa. We’ll be back in a Teheran second”.

Twenty minutes later, the guys appeared again. They were several dozens. They all had the same beard, and similar clothes. This time, they had stern faces. Some of them kept looking at their watches, and urging to “do it fast”.

“We have a decision”, Hasan said to Mustafa. “It’s you, Musty boy. It was always you. It can never be but you”. We are so glad Mahmoud inspired us to unanimity!

“Unanimity about me, without me? Are you MAD?” Mustafa was red in the face now. He started to say “you know what that means, you m…”, but then he stopped, thinking that there are things which, in certain circles, you just don’t say. ” I can’t POSSIBLY do it, y’all!”

“Tsk, tsk, Mustafa!” said Hossain, “You are being modest, as always! A wonderful quality in our new Supreme Leader! You have the right qualities to be out guide and martyr! You have our unanimous support! Isn’t that GLORIOUS, Mustafa?”

At that point, I could sense that Mustafa understood the battle was over. Unanimous support, and shouted “glorious”. You can’t dodge a torpedo like that. It’s over. It’s going to happen.

“Oh well”, said Mustafa, “if that’s Mahmoud’s will! But please let’s make it fast, the sooner I get outta here, the better!”

A short ceremony took place. Then there was a big ball of light. It was soon follows by a huge explosion.

I woke up at the explosion.

Everything was gone. The room, the whirring, the beards, everything. I was in my bedroom, on a Wednesday morning. Life was fine.

I went to the kitchen and made myself a double espresso.

I was not envying Mustafa.

The SSPX Explained In Four (to Eight) Minutes

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Thank you, Lord, for giving us this guy…

Some time ago, Crisis Magazine posted a Dubia (of sort) to the SSPX, with a number of questions concerning them and what is happening. The SSPX’s answer, written by an anonymous priest but approved by the SSPX, is a very good short guide to understanding the SSPX.

You will see that several topics are touched upon there, and these are the main questions a person exploring, or starting to understand, Traditionalism might have. I can’t imagine of a better way to spend your next 4 or 5 minutes, if you have any hesitation on this.

The article also links to another article, which I read many moons ago and might, or might not, have written about. This is about attendance to a non-SSPX Mass. This is not the “officially sanctioned” SSPX’s position; it is, however, a very sensible take from a very sensible priest, and it seems to have gotten traction; so much so, that now this article is linked as part of the “officially sanctioned response” to the Dubia.

I think that the two documents, together, can clear a lot of confusion in a lot of people in a very short time.

I recommend the reading of both documents.

A little step in your day, but a much bigger step towards your salvation.

Leopriest Dies Of Virtue-Signaling; Leo So, So Sad

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Ah, the little “peace and love” bitches. The virtue-signalling cretins always looking for a way to self-aggrandize. The activists of disobeying orders, when the orders come from Israel! They can’t resist, can they?

Take this now former priest. Guy’s village is ordered, and I mean ordered, to evacuate, because war is coming. I know how it works. It happened to countless families in Italy during WW II as the Allies were slowly advancing up the Peninsula. War is coming to your village, so you need to get out of it. It’s very easy to understand; so easy, in fact, that in Italy nobody ever had a problem in getting it. Do you want to be in the crossfire? No? Then you need to get the heck out.

Unless, it is, you love yourself, and you hate Israel, too much. Then virtue signalling suddenly becomes a bright idea. Even Crux couldn’t avoid to give you all the story (emphases mine):

“The Israeli army has repeatedly issued evacuation orders for a large swathe of southern Lebanon.

Some 500,000 people have fled their homes, adding significant stress to an already difficult humanitarian situation.

El-Rahi, however, was among those who chose to stay with his people.

On Friday, the priest participated in a rally outside a church in the town of Marjeyoun near Qlayaa, where several dozen residents declared their determination to remain on their land.

In remarks at the rally, El-Rahi called for the village of Marjeyoun to be considered off-limits to displaced Hezbollah supporters and said, “When we defend our land, we do so as pacifists who only carry weapons of peace.” “

Let me put that in English for you: the IDF * repeatedly orders* the evacuation of the village. The priest not only *disobeys*, but clearly has no intention of telling his own parishioners to pack their things and go. No, he *plays pacifist instead*, thinking, in his own little vain head, that his virtue signalling would stop war from coming to his village.

Boy, was that a FAFO.

This cretin got what he deserved. I hope not too many died because they were just as stupid as he was. But what is unpardonable here is that a priest encouraged his villagers to put themselves in harm’s way.

Does Leo the Cretin has a word to say about this? Does he remind everybody that evacuation orders need to be respected in order to avoid putting one’s life in danger? No, of course not. He wines instead, as he always does. Another unspoken go at Israel, of course.

It looks to me like these Lebanese villagers – including the stupid priest – had all contracted the Gaza disease: I hate Israel so much that I will risk personal damage in order to spite them. But of course, of course, vanity must have been very high in the thoughts of this priest. Imagine that: the priests takes a stance, and the war magically stays out of the village because pacifism! We have a bishop in the making, right there!

Unfortunately, reality not caring a straw for self-aggrandising pacifist fantasies, the guy got it and, again, better to him than to anybody else in the village.

I think Facebook and the other social media are ruining even the Middle East. People read of so many easy acts of virtue-signalling in the west, and they start thinking they can do the same. Alas, virtue-signalling is something you can much better afford in the US than in Lebanon.

I am, like Leo, sad.

Sad that even in war zones, some priests have forgotten how to care for their people, and are interested in self-aggrandizing instead.

Pope Leo, Meet The B-52

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The big fella pictured above is, as you likely know already, a B52 bomber. It’s a very old, heavy, vulnerable machine. It can, in a word, only be used when the control of the skies is uncontested. However, it being the biggest “bomb truck” in circulation in the West, it can carry an awful lot of bombs.

The now announced deployment of the B52s in the Iran theatre tells you something that gives the lie to every fantasy of Iran’s “powerful anti aerial defence force”. The very fact that these obsolete bomb trucks are used means that USAF now goes in and out of Iran as they wish, the “threat” of the Iranian air defence systems becoming weakened by the day.

It works, we are told, in this manner: the neutralisation of Iranian anti-aerial batteries privileges the creation of “corridors” that are reasonably free from threats. As added security, specialised aeroplanes are sent out (like the EA-18 “Growler”, basically an F-18 for electronic countermeasures), which are able to jam whatever radar should have escaped the “treatment” within the assigned corridor.

You might say: so what? That old B-52 can only carry extremely expensive missiles or old WW-II free-fall bombs. Not so fast.

Enter the modern “glide bomb”. Whilst an old concept, already explored during WW II, the idea has had a sort of renaissance in recent years. The Russians have – as so often these days – paved the way, with their “glide kits” attached to their old WW II bombs. The glide kits are very cheap, and they are able to greatly multiply the effectiveness of an extremely inexpensive free-fall bomb, by making it land at a certain distance (say: 70km away) and with great precision.

The Russians have unimaginable amounts of these bombs. No more carpet bombings, no more risking your own machines and crews by having the bombers flying right over the objectives. Get into a 60-70km range, and shoot your extremely cheap bombs with their cheap “guiding system” attached to them, from the safety of your “corridor”. Boom. Very precise, cheaper than any drone, and much, much safer for the airborne crew.

Whilst, to my knowledge, the Americans aren’t yet to the level of their Russian counterpart, they have still developed their own system, getting to 20-25km instead of 60-70km, likely with better precision. The US also have absolutely vast amounts of these bombs. You understand now how the mixing of the B-52 and the short-range gliding bombs creates a – pardon the pun – explosive cocktail, able to strike countless objectives (say: missile launch pads) *on the cheap* and *in virtually unlimited numbers*.

This is just another way of saying that the Iranian army is living on borrowed time: the satellites and air surveillance individuate the missile launch pads; these are then systematically taken down; the progressive deterioration of the air defence systems allows the US to open more and more “safe corridors”, where the B-52s can operate with impunity. This creates a virtuous circle where more and more launch pads are destroyed. When the launch pads are destroyed, the USAF will get to the other priorities: the systematic destruction of missile production abilities, and the systematic destruction of everybody who is anybody in Iran (army, ayatollahs, militias, the air forse and the navy are already gone). And at that point, I can’t see who can stop them: the eyes in the sky see everything, the spies on the ground inform Israel and the US about everything, the rest is a big boom followed by several funerals.

The only “defence” Iran has left is economic terrorism: they will try to cause chaos all over the world to save their ass. The blockade of the Hormuz strait is just that, terrorism. It’s the will of destabilise the entire world, to take an entire planet hostage, so that their aim can be achieved. This is fully consistent with Iran trying to paralyse every Country near them, blocking tourism, refinery, and oil transport activities. Being the bastard that they are, the Ayatollahs are using this weapon for all it’s worth.

Will it work? Of course it won’t. This is around 20% of the world oil transports. A lot, to be sure, but a part can be redirected towards the Saudi oil pipelines to the Red Sea up to full capacity. A lot of what remains is, interestingly enough, oil meant for the Chinese, which the US can easily seize (being Iranian production) if Iran were to allow the Chinese oil only to get through Hormuz. This, by the by, might soon create a big pressure from China to let the traffic resume, though China has big oil reserves and does not fear two or so months of disruption. The rest of the slack can be picked up by countries like the US and Venezuela increasing their oil production. Not saying it’s a walk in the park, and not saying that it’s not going to be bad for the Gulf States; but no planetary oil crisis, either. At some point, enough missile launchers will have been destroyed to allow the US to simply force the passage through the Strait, and I really want to see Iran after being seen, by all the planet, indiscriminately (trying to) strike oil tankers going from and to countries that have nothing to do with the war. It’s going to be the worst loss of face ever.

Now, let us see all this from a Catholic point of view, and let us try to see what the likes of Leo could rightly moan about.

This war is clearly aimed at *military objectives alone*. If the Iranians now try to hide missile launch pads in the midst of heavily populated areas, this is on them, not the US. This is no different than Hamas building bunkers under a kindergarten. You take out the bunker, Hamas is responsible for the dead children.

The guided bombs are really as reasonable as you can get. No carpet bombing, no indiscriminate destruction. It’s a war meant to reach military objectives, not defenceless civilians.

The war is aimed at eliminating (as far as reasonably possible) the threat represented by the Iranian regime since 1979. It should have happened before, but better late than never.

The objectives of the war are realistic and achievable. The “nice to have” of regime change is likely unachievable, but the war is not fought for that. Any regime change, if it were to happen – and I do not think it is going to happen; you’ll have a domesticated and humiliated regime at the most – would be a side effect precipitated by the military regime and by the elimination of vast numbers of power players.

So no, Leo has no reason to moan. He moans because he is a girl, and because he is a child. He moans because he hates America. He moans because he will never be seen not defending a Muslim regime, no matter how evil.

He moans because this guy will do anything buy trying to be a Catholic Pope.

Cha Cha Cha Bishop Bust

Imagine, if you please, some fancy restaurant, or bar, in an upscale part of Tijuana (yes, Tijuana has upscale parts, with a vibe that is “almost California”, says Grok). Fine tables, soft lights, and soft colours everywhere; a classy, elegant environment. An orchestra is playing Fifties and Sixties favourites, in tune with the somewhat aged, refined clientele.

There is a man at the table, in his late Sixties, but he carries his years well. Elegantly dressed, of course. With him is a woman, with whom he clearly has a relationship. The wife, you might think, but he has no ring. The concubine, likely, then. Or a mistress of the expensive sort. Or something.

Well, I can clear up the mystery for you. The man is a Catholic V II Bishop, the woman is a prostitute and also his mistress, and the money they are using to enjoy life has been embezzled.

Full of absolutely zero surprise, I went on the Internet and looked at the profile of the guy. Made a Bishop in 2017, by Francis. Imagine this, the Chaldean community in San Diego has its own Bishop, but the SSPX, which operates all over the world, cannot have theirs!

So: we have a Francisbishop here. Why am I not surprised that he was caught with his hands in the dinero, with which he also maintained his puta?

I am going out on a limb here and venture to think that Californian Francisbishop:

  1. Is a great fan of Vatican II
  2. Loves everything that required the adjective “synodal”
  3. Hates, and I mean hates, those pesky Traditionalists
  4. Is a protector, or at least in solidarity, with illegals, whom he likely calls “undocumented”
  5. Hates, and I mean hates, Trump.
  6. Loves the environment, and uses the expression “common home” which is so liked at the Vatican.
  7. Is a great lover of peace, social justice, and the preferential option for the putas, or the poor, one of the two.

Now, in case you think the bishop is saving a poor, poor, prostitute from utter, utter starvation in a dirty brothel in Tijuana who will eat two weeks with a ten dollar banknote, let me teach you a couple of things that I have learned in my fairly long life. Men with a safe financial position (as a Bishop, who lives a life of privilege however you put it) do not start embezzling up to one million dollar because they have suddenly gone mad. When that happens, it is normally because 1. they have developed an addiction (drugs, gambling) or 2. they need the extra money to keep a demanding mistress. I could tell you cases from real life. Several, in fact.

So we have here our synodal Franciscretin who first gets the hooker, then probably develops feelings (I have never been a puta, but I suspect they are all awaiting for an idiot like that and, when they see the occasion, they strike fast and hard), then needs more and more money to keep the party going. The rest is easy: there is plenty of money going through the hands of a bishop, and if he is dumb or desperate enough, and has no faith, and has no decency, and has no respect for the habit he wears, because he is a Franciscreature, then this is what might well happen.

This party has gone to an end. Wikipedia says this guy was born in 1956, even though Gloria TV says he is 60. Another source confirms 69. I will go for the 69 years old. Boy, the devil strikes at every age.

He seemed to be a very happy guy. Why do I say that? Because of this picture with his friend:

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Look at how they smile! Aren’t they as cute as a pile of kitten from hell?

There is, however, one, and the only, non-negative news in this sordid story.

At least there was no frociaggine, or worse, involved.

I hope we get to know more about this. All the activities of the bishops, his public statements, his engagement for the putas, sorry again, the poor, and his relentless love for the environment.

I think he was an exemplary V II Bishop, and Leo was oh so proud of him.

The Islamic Republic Of Mundaboran Apologises To Its Neighbours

As the President of the Islamic Republic of Mundaboran, I would like to apologise to my twelve Muslim neighbour Countries. I am, in fact, sorry.

It has been brought to our attention that our neighbours were not pleased at the fact that we have been throwing missiles and drones at them for a straight week now. They told us they resent the fact that, even if they have remained neutral in our current controversy with the Great Satan and the Little Satan (two countries of which we want to see the death, but have actually no hostile intentions towards, as Mr Mercouris will tell you without you asking) we have targeted their civilians, their hotels, their shipping, their refinery and their tourism industry besides our attempt at damaging the infrastructure of the Great Satan. Our campaign has been extremely successful so far, as the grand total of six American servicemen killed in action in only eight days of operation shows.

You need to understand, dear neighbours, that, even if we have relentlessly thrown missiles and drones at you, we actually harbour no hostility towards you. We love the hotels we have damaged, we support the industries we are blockading, and we are fully on your side. One day (Inshallah!) we will all fight today against the Great Satan and the Little Satan, and what better time than the present one?

So, we apologise. Yes, we do. From our heart. Really. Half Moon my heart and hope to die!

Now I understand that you, dear neighbours, think that we just wanted to take you as hostage, destroying the entire economy of the Middle East and creating worldwide chaos, using you as pawns in our sacred fight against the Great Satan and the Little Satan, which we are (Inshallah!) going to gloriously defeat. I can imagine you would think that we were that devious. No, I am not angry at you. Even if some of you now post the video above, I am not angry. At all!

But you see: it has all been, basically, a big mistake. You need to know that last Saturday, the 28th, we suddenly found ourselves with a lot of important, unexpected vacancies! What happened is that these people whose positions are not occupied at the moment had decided that, if anybody attacks us, y’all get to pay the price of it, volens nolens. So when all the vacancies happened, we just had the “automatic” button pushed, and this is why we have attacked you relentlessly for one full week. We trust that you see the logic of all this. Of course, the fact that the attacks have brought absolutely no results is nothing to do with our apologies. It’s just that we love you so much, oh dear Muslim brothers!

But look, let us not focus on the past. The past is dead and gone! Let us focused on the future instead! Now, we have to make some decisions in the next days, because there is a certain strange reluctance to fill the vacancies, and we are now selecting those we want to force to do the job. The problem is, when we try to do that we get more vacancies, so it’s a bit of an issue. But don’t worry. We will (Inshallah!) solve all our little problems and proceed to our victorious campaign against the Great Satan and the Little Satan. We already have people like that guy of yours, the one who dresses in white and always looks like a sad eggplant, preaching pacifism all the time, so the West will hear him whilst we gloriously fight and (inshallah!) win.

We think, dear neighbours, that you will be wise enough to understand that a little misunderstanding, due exclusively to sudden mass vacancies, and which went on for only one straight week, should not be in the way of our eternal friendship. What is a little week among friends? It’s a mere moment! In fact, we think that you, as our Muslim Brothers, should join us in the fight against the Zionist Entity and the Crusaders (whom we want all destroyed though we have no hostile intentions towards them) and should not deprive yourselves of the unavoidable victory that we are about to achieve! If you don’t believe me, listen to that guy Mercouris, who has understood absolutely everything of the situation! Drink a lot of coffee though, and put it on 1.75x speed, because the guy’s slow-motion droning can be more lethal than an Israeli bunker-busting bomb. Just sayin’…

So, dear neighbours. I trust all is clear now and we are in the best of relationships. We were always confident that little incidents like this one should not damage our common heritage and destiny.

نتمنى أن ننجو أسبوعا آخر، لأننا فعلا في ورطة الآن

Your dear President of the Islamic Republic of Mundaboran

Dumber Than Greta

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Making Ayatollahs vulnerable.

The embarrassing emptiness of Leo’s head is something that not enough people have noticed yet. It’s not only that he is, clearly, not a person of any depth. It’s that he is just dumb. He is unable to speak in words different from the one of a kindergarten boy just indoctrinated by his pacifist teacher.

Take the prayer for March.

“Lord enlighten the leaders of the nations so they may have the courage to abandon projects of death, halt the arms race & place the lives of the most vulnerable at the center.
May the nuclear threat never again dictate the future of humanity”

Let us examine this astonishing piece of hot air.

First of all, even my cat knows that, when Leo says “the leaders of the nations”, he means “the 47th president of the United States”. He has made his hatred for Trump abundantly clear with a thousand innuendos and half-accusations. So much so, that he had to be schooled by a proper Catholic and a proper man. This whining style, where he constantly harps at Trump trying to preserve some vestige of plausible deniability, is now the hallmark of his pontificate.

But then, again, what’s a “project of death”? Is “si vis pacem, para bellum” a project of death? It seems to me a project of life, peace, and prosperity! Is “peace through superior firepower” a project of death? It seems to me it has saved countless lives! So what are the “projects of death” this little boy is going on about? May we know? Oh, does he, perchance, refers to the rapidly sinking half-time of your garden-variety Ayatollah? No rest for the wicked, eh? Or what about this:

“Blessed be the LORD my Rock, Who trains my hands for war, and my fingers for battle”.

What a beautiful thought!

The thinking is also, as always, skewed towards that sort of whiny socialism the man constantly promotes. Why would the vulnerable be “at the centre”? Are they better than me, or you? Are we less important? It is, of course, part of every enlightened government that it takes measures to protect the vulnerable against abuse. But there is vulnerable and vulnerable, and there is no preferential option for the poor.

Saint Paul said that, if one does not want to work, he should not be given anything to eat. On a rule of thumb-basis, I’d say this constitute a majority of those whom Leo considers vulnerable. But then again, there is nowhere in Catholicism the idea that there should be two weights and two measures, one for those who define themselves vulnerable and one for those who don’t.

Then there is the deeper discussion about why a person who defines himself as vulnerable is such. Are you vulnerable because you are a single mother? Why are you a single mother? I think this “vulnerability” should be addressed by taking the child away from a mother who cannot provide for him, and likely putting him or her on a path to criminality or sluttishness, and putting him or her in an institution where, at a fraction of the cost, they will be wonderfully catered for and helped to become good and responsible adult people. Same as it has always happened, by the way; and in this, Catholic countries like Italy excelled.

Are you vulnerable because you are an alcoholic, or a drug addict? Why are you an addict? How about addressing this vulnerability with compulsory reeducation programs and near acquaintance with, say, a potato field, where a clean, healthy, and productive life can be, likely for the first time ever, be experienced? The most successful programmes out of addiction are the most brutal ones. But do not say that to Leo, because it goes in the way of his easy, vapid, childish thinking.

The last one is, of course, the “end of the world trope”. War is now, seemingly automatically, a nuclear threat, or else one does not understand why nuclear threats should be so much en vogue now in Leo’s little head. There is no nuclear crisis around, no matter how hard you look. In fact, the three (the others don’t count) nuclear powers are getting along, all things considered, pretty famously when seen from a “nuclear threat” perspective.

The threat does not come from nuclear weapons. It comes from the Ayatollahs. Look, little Leo, your favourite President is dealing with that!

This guy is more stupid than Greta.

But I am sure he thinks so much of himself.

Like Being At Bat: Why Waging War Against The Top Is The New Face Of Peace.

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Ayatollah Khameini is pictured attending a business lunch with Iranian high officials on Saturday.

One of the most refreshing aspects of the Zero Ducks Given Presidency is a new approach to international conflict. The generally practiced rule in modern times is that the top echelons of the relevant governments are not considered military objectives. War is made by killing poor devils in the trenches and up the military command chain. Mostly, it’s the poor devils who die.

This must, obviously, not always be so. The Americans bombed the living lights out of Hitler’s bunker, and in fact even destroyed his mountain home in Berchtesgaden (the one you have seen in so many private films of Hitler in documentaries about the Second World war). It is obvious that the rulers are military objectives, because taking them down can change the war faster and more effectively – and at a far lower cost of lives – than a prolonged confrontation limited to the battle lines. In more recent times, Saddam was also targeted.

In contrast, during the “12 days war”, the US refrained from going for the Big Kahuna. However, Trump warned him very publicly that, should a second intervention be necessary, nobody would care for the alleged “religious leader” status of the Capo dei Capi. Trump had the dress rehearsal for this in Venezuela, where he chose a clinical “decapitation extraction” rather than the boom-boom solution. Who knows, people in the Havana might get to see some interesting bird in the sky before too soon, too.

In the case of Iran 2.0, the Zero Ducks Given Presidency was never going to use the kid gloves. Everybody who is anybody in the power corridors of the Ayatollahs’ regime is a fair military target now, because now the regime is the military target.

We have had two fairly impressive examples of the new – and, I think, very commendable – strategy. The first one was the attack that started the operation, taking down Ayatollah Khamenei and his band of merry clowns, possibly all together, in Khamenei’s bunker. This was, if you pardon the pun, a “full house”. The second was the Israeli attack in Qom yesterday, targeting the very meeting (think “conclave”) that would pick the new Supreme Leader. The bomb landed, and whilst it is not clear how many clerics were there at the moment of the explosion, the Israeli quip that several of them would be “unavailable for meetings” in the future is an indication that there was some success, albeit most likely no bull’s eye as in the case of Mister K.

This tells us – and the Iranians – a couple of interesting things. The USA and Israel are not aiming at killing as many poor devils as possible. The poor devils have just been ordered to be there: to man the missile launching pads, or the war ship, or the command and control centre. Whilst there will, of course, be casualties among them, the aim should be to punish the top first. This will not, by itself, bring about a regime change, but it will focus the minds in an uncanny manner.

Imagine you are the New Supreme Guy. You know already that your enemies have tried to take out even the people who elected you, en bloc, and got some at the very least. You also know that the Old Supreme Guy survived, basically, zero minutes after the start of the operation. If you have any brains, you will also know that the Mossad is already informed about your typical breakfast, your favourite goat, and your main brand of Tequila; they will have eyes and ears everywhere; heck, they were able to, first, know where K and his were hiding, and then even to send out photographic evidence of the corpse, all within hours. It’s like having Big Brothers watching you; only, this Big Brother wants to kill you. This is not a recipe for you, your successor, or your successor’s successor dying in your respective beds.

It’s like being at bat. You may do better or worse, but you know that you’ll be out at some point. If it’s true that Junior K is, contrary to initial information, still alive, then he might well be the one that is at bat next. His inning might be very short. Then there will be another one, and the story will repeat, but in this case it’s likely to be “one strike and you’re out”.

I can’t imagine anything more conducive to peace than this. And I mean proper peace, that is: peace coming from the Ayatollahs’ decision to dramatically change tack: no threat to Israel, no financing and supporting of terrorism all over the Middle East, no further attempt to develop nuclear capabilities, no ballistic missile arsenal, and a more “relaxed” attitude at home which keeps them in power (that’s what they want first and foremost, because it’s human nature) whilst preventing the next US operation with “Fury” in its name.

If the US and Israel keep the “decapitation” strategy alive, I do not doubt this will bring real success. In the end, deluded, wannabe “martyrs” are not so easily found, and the Iranians will likely pick the most capable ones first. When those are gone, it will be quite the spectacle. Already now they have started to throw missiles at their Muslim neighbours. Imagine what kind of confusion reigns over there.

Venezuela ended up with a fully neutered regime after one “extraction”.

Iran will never be as easy as Venezuela; but certainly, human nature will be at play in both cases.

Epic Bigotry, Or: Iran’s New “Cunning Strategy”

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Imagine that a guy had a fight at the pub. Not saying that he should, and not going into the reason why there would be such a fight. The guy might, in fact, well deserve to get a thrashing. But let us forget right and wrong here, and let us say that there was an avoidable fight that the guy chose to get into.

I think it’s fair to say that every person would judge the outcome of the fight (who won, and who lost, and who got his backside handed out to him) depending on the blows that were exchanged. You make allowances for the bigger guys being able to land more blows; but, as a rule, you expect the other guy to be able to dish them out, too; you would expect that the guy goes into the fight (a fight he could avoid, but chose to enter into) with an idea of making the other guy regret the moment the fight started. “You should see the other guy!” is the running joke in England. Perhaps the guy chose to enter a fight where the odds were somewhat stacked against him, but he certainly had every intention to inflict pain on the other guy.

What, however, will never happen, is that the guy in the fight says that his “strategy of attrition” consists in being relentlessly punched by the other guy, until the other guy becomes so tired from completely destroying him that he gets tennis’ elbow and stops the seemingly endless pounding. At that point, the guy will claim “victory” in his “attrition strategy”, simply because he is still alive.

“Look”, says the guy, now unrecognisable even to his mother, “I am still alive after this fight; therefore, I won! I won!!” “You should have seen how the hands of the other guy were bleeding!”

You would consider such a guy a lunatic loser. You might, in fact, charitably point out that the guy actually could have avoided the fight; that the fight was never meant to be a murder; and that, in general, the guy was thrashed very thoroughly, and should at least shut up and think what he wants to change in the future.

Apparently, these common sense rules do not apply among Youtube pundits. The guy with the bleeding hands is the loser, the blood mask is the winner.

There is no cure for bigotry.

Particularly when your income depends on fostering bigotry.

Pope Leo, The Selective Talker

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Would clearly make an excellent pope compared with the present one

You got to admire the shameless style of Pope Leo the Better Dressed. In keeping with his Francis ideology, the guy just can’t shut up on all sort of matters that do not have anything to do with his job. He will drone about the environment all day long, and will criticise Trump in twenty different, subtly but clearly bitchy ways. He will go out of his way to deny Catholic doctrine even as the downplays the evil of abortion (these seamless garments guys, ehy? Just so you know, they are often homosexual). He will even talk about changing doctrine, as if he were even better than an angel coming down from heaven.

But let one of his most courageous Cardinal be jailed for 20 years, and this extremely talkative guy, who has something to say, very publicly and with not much in the way of diplomacy, orthodoxy, or even decency, about pretty much everything that is nothing to do with his job, will suddenly say that he “cannot comment”.

What a little piece of work this man is.

Well, you know what I mean, anyway.

Is Pope Leo A Second-Rate Buddhist?

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Mind this first: this quote comes from a third party, a Protestant preachers called Jerry Pillay. However, the quote is so explosive that the Vatican would have issued a strong, possibly raging dementi if the quote had not corresponded with the thinking of the Unholy Girl.

The statement is this one: “While our task is not to build a Christendom yet Christians must work together in unity to heal and restore the world”.

Read it a couple of times, and shiver at the enormity of the words.

No Great Commission anymore. No proselytism. Nothing of what, in the end, makes Christianity Christian. Christians are not worried, in this perspective, of the things of heaven. Death, judgment, heaven and hell are not what they worry about. They seem blessedly unaware of the Fall. Christ’s death on the cross happened for reasons they can’t really fathom. They use their Christian faith merely as a tool for their NGO work. It’s all about “healing” and “restoring” the world. They seem to think that everybody goes to heaven, which is where the Christendom will be “built”. There can be no other explanation to the statement.

It’s like being a second-rate Buddhist. It’s the most atrocious thinking, the biggest offence to Christ’s Sacrifice that can be uttered by a person who calls himself Christian, short of outright blasphemy. It’s like being the Biggest Virtue Signalling Moron on earth.

Every Catholic should vocally demand that Pope Leo either releases a strong statement of denial, or else abdicates and buggers off to a job for the Clinton Foundation.

Shalom, Mothersuckers! Or: Ayatollah Khamenei Realises Temu Equipment Is Not Good Enough.

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Sucks to be you, ugly woman…

47 years too late, and the biblical verse “there is a time for peace and a time for war” hit close to home in Iran. It hit, in particular, exactly *in* the home in the case of one Ayatollah Khamenei, who was, apparently, happily having a meeting with senior officials of his dratted fake god theocracy. An Israeli missile entered the place very rudely, probably without even saying “shalom”, and planted itself straight in the vicinity of the buttocks of said Ayatollah, causing him to make an extremely rapid acquaintance with the other world and, very likely, causing him to become a neighbour of his so-called prophet, and of one Jorge B from Argentina, who must have greeted him with a sonorous: “C@zzo!”.

I am not going to lie: I have been awaiting for this moment since February 1979. Last June gave me what I now see as a tasty appetiser, but this was clearly the main course. Epic Fury, indeed!

Shalom, mothersuckers, and greetings from Jerusalem!

Yesterday was, in fact, a funny day in more ways than one. A Mr Scott Ritter was around Youtube gloating about the fact that the operation had already “failed”, because no decapitation attack had taken place. It’s always funny when soi-disant pundits first decide that they will define what is success or failure, and then proceed to gloatingly declare the failure. “Putin failed because he got all of Ukraine, but no Moon as he wanted” is another example of the reasoning. Embarrassingly for that sad trombone, when he was gloating with (IIRC) Glenn Diesen the Israelis and the Americans had already decapitated the Ayatollahs, big time, and were merely awaiting the confirmations and pictures from their informers on the ground. Then there was the Iranian Foreign Office Minister, saying that “to his knowledge” Khamenei was still alive. To his knowledge? He’s at the head of the FO, I am pretty sure they inform him constantly!

The whining from the likes of Mercouris now knows no bounds. Mercouris has already decided Khamenei *wanted to die*, which tells me that K really did not give a straw for his daughter, his daughter-in-law, his son-in-law, and his generals and high officers; but it’s not true anyway, so who cares. Mercouris has also decided that if the Ayatollahs stay in power, “they won”. That’s another one who does not listen to Trump, who has listed the objectives very clearly (navy, missiles, nuclear programs, leadership), and has *not* stated the (always welcome) regime change as the indispensable aim of the operation. In Fact, Trump has stated all day yesterday and today that the revolution is in the hands of the Iranian people, not his, and the struggle must begin and end with them. In the case of Mercouris & Co. the arrogance is palpable, and the TDS is so real it can be cut with a knife. A pity, because when the TDS and his hatred for Israel does not blind him, he can think straight.

I am not going to lie, again (but then, I never do): I never thought this would go so well. I was expecting a proper military campaign, with, sadly, proper and massive casualties on the American side. Iran is no Venezuela, I told myself. Their missile stock is massive. They have received substantial radar equipment from the Chinese, and this equipment is allegedly able to spot stealth aircrafts from far away (the Russians have been able to do it for a long time, but it was news to me the Chinese said they are there, too). So the Iranians already had substantial missile stocks and launch sites, and now they also had the sophisticated radars to hook their launch sites to. Not good, I told myself. But if Trump decided to go in, I would not be the one who sings “give peace a chance”, as I always preferred the other song from Jon Lennon’s lesser known cousin, “give the Ayatollahs many funerals”.

I don’t know exactly what happened, and I have been trying to wrap my head around it for almost two days now. The most likely scenario is, if you ask me, that the Chinese have sold Temu Equipment to the Iranians. The Chinese must know, because they had impressive demonstration of that many times in the last years, how corrupt Iran is, and how permeable to Israeli and American espionage. Methinks, they did not want to give the Iranians the best they had, and they gave them the usual Chinese package: bad quality that seems good only until it’s tested. I wonder if the Chinese Government sent the usual email to whatever Ayatollahs are still alive: “we are sorry to hear you are not happy with the product. Please send it back undamaged if you want a refund”.

Another possibility is that the equipment was (fairly) good, but the Chinese did not want to be the ones manning it, because of the obvious trouble with the US as it would make of China a belligerent party. So they trained the Iranians in their use, fully accepting that, when the time comes, the whole system would not perform as advertised. Other hypotheses could be made, from straight corruption to straight incompetence to an inefficient chain of command that needs (now dead) people to give the final approvals.

But in general, the US have had a resounding success. I am truly, truly impressed. I bet even they did not expect to fare that well. As I write this, the count of the American dead soldiers sits at… three. Tres. Tre. Drei. Trois. Unbelievable.

Meanwhile, the Ayatollahs don’t know who among their colleagues of today will still be able to talk to them tomorrow, as USA and Israel now have aeroplanes and eyes all over the Iranian sky, and spies everywhere on the ground. They say the US knew what Maduro had for breakfast on the morning of the kidnapping. I wonder if they knew whether Khameini preferred his bacon smokey, and his wine strong.

It’s also good (in a sad way) that the Iranian high command, or better the disoriented people who are now likely running around like headless chicken, are making all the wrong moves. Missiles on your Muslim neighbours will alienate you to absolutely everybody. That was a stupid, unforced error which, again, I think was the fruit of panic and disorientation, as it seems very likely now that pretty much the whole command structure of Iran was gone in the first instants of the operation, so what remained are the people who were trained to execute orders, instead of giving them.

The window of opportunity is now closing fast for Iran. You can have all the missile launch sites you want, but if you lost the control of the sky they will be picked up one by one; together with the ships, the military installations, the command and control centres, the nuclear laboratories, and the missile factories. Then there will be the constant hunt for whatever leader the Americans do not want to talk to. They will be killed, Putin-style, in the crapper.

We will see how this pans out, but again time does not work for the Ayatollahs. Inshallah, they are going to have very bad days until something happens (revolution, which I think very improbable; humiliating defeat; or a “you are my bitch now” Venezuelan scenario without an open regime change). However this goes, Iran’s ability to finance destabilisation and terrorist all over the region will now be severely curtailed. Don’t buy shares of Hamas or Hizbollah, or even of the Houthis. They are all about to go down a cliff.

Let me say that again, because I love the sound of the words:

Shalom, Mothersuckers!!

SSPX On Schism And Excommunication

When I watch this video on my Living Room’s TV, I get the option of English subtitles.

When I watch this video from here, I don’t. No idea why, but I hope you will have the ability to get the English subtitles.

This is a very simple, enlightening video.

I recommend the vision.

Bad Pope Leo Schooled By Practising Catholic: Tom Homan’s Brutal Takedown.

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If you are a bad Pope, you will be publicly schooled by Catholics.

Tom Homan is just as little shy as he looks, and this time he showed that in the most impressive of ways. I want to copy and paste everything because it’s too beautiful (emphases mine):

“I’m a lifelong Catholic, still a practicing Catholic. Catholic faith is always in support of law enforcement, always has been, and he should be, too. I’ve said it many times before. You ought to be fixing the Catholic Church, ’cause they’ve got their own issues. But the bottom line is, if we jumped the wall at the Vatican, the penalties for doing that are much harder than the ones here in the United States, entering the country illegally. So, look, what he doesn’t understand is there’s a flip side to illegal immigration. 31% of women get r*ped making that journey. Over 4,000 aliens died making that journey under Joe Biden. A quarter million Americans died of fentanyl because of the open border. When you overwhelm the border patrol, all the bad things happen. Sex trafficking increases, fentanyl increases. Securing the border saves lives. And I’d be happy to sit down and explain it to him, that illegal immigration is not a victimless crime. So President Trump having illegal immigration down 96%, he’s saving thousands of lives every year.”

This is, put it bluntly, a proper man deciding to confront a little, whiny girl, even if the whiny girl dresses in white and has an important job.

Homan brutally takes the legitimacy out of Leo: “I am a practising Catholic and I know Catholicism. I can teach it to you if you want”. This is how you talk to Leo, and more people should do it. Then he proceeds to bluntly tell Leo that he should worry about the real problem in the Church, instead of focusing on the fake ones of the United States. Having done that, he proceeds to take down the hypocrisy of the very Pope in the matter of the Vatican security. Then he takes out the imaginary shotgun and shoots point blank: “look […], what he doesn’t understand…”. Grand. The schooling gets to his climax when Homan offers to sit together with the little boy and take the time to help him to understand.

Read the whole thing a couple of times. It’s absolutely brilliant.

Leo thinks he still lives in a world where his white habit can protect him from scathing criticism. This is not so. The prestige of a Pope is also earned. Catholics will give a Pope the initial respect that his role commands, but in the end it’s about the person. As has been famously said, stupid is who stupid does, and being the Pope does not make you one bit less stupid if stupid is what you are. Of course, Leo might be more than stupid, but I think Mr Homan did not want to go there, and he is happy to offer the schoolboy all the help he may need.

Leo does not seem much smarter than Francis. He should have understood by now that, if he continues this way, the erosion of his credibility will exactly mirror the one that Francis had to face. No amount of vestment will suffice to keep a credibility he just has not deserved. He will be schooled, in public, by practising Catholics, who will offer to make the time to help him to understand.

Catholicism is not like any other ideology. It’s not like transforming Labour into “new Labour”, or the Democrats into Democratic Socialists. Catholicism is a block of granite. Leo is, like Francis before him, scratching at it with a fork and, like him, thinks he will achieve more than some very superficial marks.

Fools, both of them.

Meet Pope Leo, The Kardashian Pope

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Ah, the old times! The times when the Popes were not only Catholics, but actually decent people!

Imagine, there was a time, many decades ago, when Popes actually cared about their job and the dignity of the position they had been entrusted with.

They were not seen much. They did not speak much. Their public interventions were generally rare and, when they took place, they were motivated by the desire to make a particular point. The idea was that a Pope should not speak off the cuff, should not say the first thing that comes through his mind, and should not devalue his currency. Every word was finely calibrated and very apposite. Behaving in any other way would have cheapened the Papacy and, by reflection, Catholicism. A Pope was surrounded by an aura of generally silent, but always firm, authority.

You knew where the Pope stood on any issue, because you knew that the Pope stood with what the Church says. But it was more than that. It was that the Pope put Christ first, and wanted you to notice it by *not* attracting attention, something which would have been considered extremely debasing in a Pope.

Pope Benedict did publish books when he was emeritus, but they were theological books. They weren’t “look at me” books.

With Francis, the floodgates opened. A chat with a more or less evil journalist, and suddenly you had a book. Then there were the books that collected months or years of stupid impromptu boilerplate. It was as if gold coins had been substituted for some Venezuelan banknotes, and the Venezuelan banknotes were often fake at that.

I could not avoid seeing a great vanity in this, attention seeking of the worst sort. Francis wanted to be talked about. He wanted to be a mainstream guy, he wanted to be “part of the conversation”, an ally in the “current thing” (environment, sexual license, peace ‘n justice). He wanted to be that cool old man every Trannie likes, because he loved Trannies so much. What he did was to amplify his own stupidity, and to show his own vanity, as he cheapened the Papacy.

One Conclave later, and the song is being played again. Nine months into his pontificate, Pope Leo the Better Dressed already has his collection of boilerplate statements and dumb platitudes in book form. It might be – or not, as the case may be – that the worst parts, like the one with “changing the doctrine” if we “change our attitude” first, has been taken out. But there is no alternative here to this book being an unreadable collection of inane common places in the very best of cases. But you see? Like his homoerotic crush, Francis, Leo now also has a rapid production of books in place, meant to show the world how relevant, trendy, and on point with the “current thing” he is.

We are now firmly in the age of the Kardashian Popes: plasticky objects of rapid media consumption, joining the cacophony of the virtue signallers and attention seekers. This isn’t anything to do with advancing Catholicism. This is pure attention whoring. Not having fake breasts to attract attention, like I am told some of these Kardashian women & Co. have, Leo uses his stupid books full of stupid speeches for the same effect. I do not doubt, by the way, that if Leo did have silicon breasts, he would generously show those, too. Obviously, whilst talking about the environment.

Dumb popes, dumb statements, dumb books. The Kardashian Papacies continue without any fear. The world applauds or, at least, benignly ignores, as these books all have in common that they are soon forgotten; this, then, causes the next book to be printed, and the cycle begins again.

The modern Vatican II Popes have become Church Kardashians, and are just as cheap as the originals.

Where Have You Been, Cardinal Sarah?

I am very happy to re-publish this beautiful video from John-Henry Westen.

Proper, proper Catholicism.

Wearing a red hat does not make one immune from criticism, or from being called out. Even so, when the guy thus called out is a guy who, as a whole, tries to be OK.

Four Years Of Losing.

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Stepan Bandera, genocidal Ukrainian bastard extraordinaire and, in fact, the Country’s idol.

Yesterday was the anniversary of the CIA- and MI5-led coup in the Ukraine. Tomorrow will be the anniversary of the start of the Special Military Operation. The two events are very closely related, as the Western coup in the Ukraine persuaded Putin that harsh action had to be taken: the liberation of Crimea and the “little green men” in the part of Donbas that the pro-Russian partisans could keep.

The consequences of the coup and of the Russian reaction were momentous: the rise of Neonazism in the Ukraine (because the Neonazi militias were the only ones who really wanted to fight, and took back substantial territories initially liberated by the pro-Russian Partisans), a growing climate of fanatical revanchism, and the decision of the West to leverage the fanatical hatred in the Ukraine and use it as a sword against Russia.

Anglos are good at creating a propaganda climate that helps them to look as the victim whilst they really are the aggressors. Ask Lincoln and FDR, and they will tell you everything you need to know. The “Maidan” followed exactly the same pattern, with Western deep state operatives gunning down people so that the Coup could be justified. Leading to 2022, the game was played again: 5000 civilians, many of them women and children, gunned down in senseless civilian bombardments over several years, so that when Putin intervenes he can be called the “aggressor”.

All this happened 4 years ago now. I thought then – as many also did – that the Russians would, once Putin understood that the conflict was there to stay (this would be after the failing of the Instanbul agreement and the massacre in Bucha, which the Ukrainians staged to blame the Russians), just put the Ukrainian army on the grill and cook them rapidly, well-done. To my surprise, Putin disregarded the grill, took out the slow-cooker, and created a sort of “low pressure” conflict that could be sustained indefinitely both from a financial and from a political standpoint; knowing that the superior Russian army would, in time, sweep away the resistance, no matter how strong and sustained the NATO help to the Ukraine.

Four years have passed, and the slow-cooker has been working incessantly. Whilst the Western propaganda was claiming, every second week, that the Russian army was sustaining huge casualties and were about to collapse, both the Russian army and the Russian economy were growing robustly; not without challenges, but certainly growing robustly.

We now write the Year of the Lord 2026, and even my red fish can see where this is going. It will still take time, perhaps a long time, as long as Putin resists the growing call of his generals to ditch the slow-cooker and take out the grill already. It will still take time, but there can be only one outcome, and the only unknown is…. how much of the Ukraine the Russians will be willing to take.

Meanwhile, the cognitive dissonance in the West is becoming the stuff of legends, with clown like the Finnish prime minister even claiming that the Ukraine is winning. I think he is applying for some jobs in Bruxelles. There is an entire raw of high-profile jobs that you can be given just for lying. It’s quite funny to watch.

Four years later, we got the slow motion instead of the action-packed movie, but the story has still gone towards its unavoidable end. The main losers are, of course, the Ukrainians, who are now facing horrendous losses and something between an amputated Country and no Country at all. The second worst losers are the Western Europeans, particularly Germany, who have stupidly sacrificed cheap energy for the sake of virtue signalling.

This war should have ended a long time ago. What kept it going was, firstly, the unforgivable bigotry of the Ukrainians and, secondly, the unforgivable blindness, incompetence, and outright Russophobia of the Western ruling class. The Ukrainians are now paying the price in blood; the Western ruling class have paid the price in credibility (forget the loss of jobs: there is always a cushioned sinecure paid for by the Masters for those who are good servants), the European people have paid the price in standard of living.

In Italy they say that il tempo e’ galantuomo, “time is a gentleman”: it treats everybody fairly and gives to everyone what is due to him.

We are seeing this at play now, and the huge cemeteries filled with Ukrainian flags tell a chilling tale of human stupidity.

I pray that the conflict may end soon (though I don’t think it), and that as much justice as possible may be done on this Earth already.

Choosing To Forget: About The SSPX And That “Wonderful Mosaic”

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The older I get, the more I thank God for this man.

Pope Leo the Better Dressed has just expressed to us what a “wonderful mosaic” the schismatics make.

His words, not mine:

Dear friends, the historic and cultural differences among our churches represent a wonderful mosaic of our shared Christian heritage, which we can all appreciate”.

Now, the cunning little serpent does not say that the religious difference make a wonderful mosaic. Because he is smarter than Francis, he would not openly provoke Catholics. But that he is telling them that they are fine being schismatic is clear firstly from the ecumenical context, and secondly from that expression, “among our churches”.

We are “a church”. You are “a church”. Our differences make a wonderful mosaic. Isn’t that beautiful?

Now, in case you wonder whether Leo knows that there is only one Church, and that that only Church is the one which he so disgracefully presides, be in no doubt that he knows. He knows, and chooses to forget. Hey, he is merely the Pope! Do you think it is his job to defend Catholicism, or to call schismatics to repentance and reunion with Rome? Come on, the guy has so many far more important things to do, like being nice, blabbering about the environment, or criticising the US Government; you can’t really expect that he finds the time and energy to also defend and promote Catholicism, surely?

He is so wonderful to the real schismatic, this guy, even as he is about to declare fake ones. But you see, when he dares (if he dares) to declare the SSPX officially “in schism”, his critics will, beside mocking his extreme ignorance, remind Leo to praise the “wonderful mosaic” that the “historic and cultural differences” with the SSPX represent.

Still: you know and I know – and even Leo knows – that the Schismatics are not “a church”, and that the SSPX are far more Catholic than he will ever be. The problem is that Leo does not serve Christ, he serves the world. And the world requires him to be stupid, and false, and treacherous.

A think a funeral would be in order here.

And the next guy better switch his brains on.

Poor, Poor Tucho Is Not Healed By The SSPX’s Answer

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Look, Tucho! Five Catholic priests, of whom two are Bishops!

Poor, poor Tucho! The SSPX gave him quite the frank answer, and he was not healed, at all!!

The letter is here. It is far less diplomatic than I expected. It is, in fact, a polite slamming of Tucho’s devious intentions. There isn’t even the offer to delay the consecrations if Tucho heals his brains with some doctrine. It’s quite the reading. Soft in the words and very charitable, but rock hard in the matter.

The SSPX is not interested in talking to Tucho. Firstly, they had offered talks in 2019 and the Vatican said no, so talking now seems contrived and just a way to make them forget the ordinations. Secondly, Tucho has said himself that neither the texts not the interpretation of the Second Vatican Council documents can be touched, so why waste the time. Thirdly, the Vatican has veered so far away from proper Catholicism just as a matter of attitude that the SSPX does not want to have a dialogue between deaf. Fourthly – they don’t say it, but it is clear enough – they don’t talk to cretins.

The most interesting part is this one: the SSPX is not even interested in being “regolarised”, or in whatever the Vatican wants to do to attempts a fake rapprochement meant to swallow them whole. As the Vatican is now, the SSPX has no interest in what the Vatican considers regular, irregular, salty, dull, overcooked, or al dente.

However, the SSPX feels targeted. Targeted as Catholics by people to whom the only enemies seem to be the proper Catholics. I quote:

“Over the last decade, Pope Francis and yourself have abundantly advocated “listening” and understanding of non-standard, complex, exceptional, and particular situations. You have also wished for a use of law that is always pastoral, flexible, and reasonable, without pretending to resolve everything through legal automatism and pre-established frameworks. At this moment, the Society asks of you nothing more than this—and above all it does not ask it for itself: it asks it for these souls, for whom, as already promised to the Holy Father, it has no other intention than to make true children of the Roman Church”.

What the SSPX is saying here is that if you allow commie Bishops (which is wrong) and are “flexible” with every sort of wrong people (which is also wrong), you can at least be half Catholic once in your lifetime and approve the consecration of Catholic bishops made by the most Catholic organisation around. But of course the Vatican won’t. These pesky Catholics should not be allowed to get in the way of the demolition of the Church. Heck, Pope Leo The Better Dressed just blathered something about opening up. The hypocrisy is breathtaking.

At the end, there is a passage that really made me smile: “I pray for you in particular to the Holy Ghost and—do not take this as a provocation—His Most Holy Spouse, the Mediatrix of all Graces”.

“Do not take this as a provocation”. Grand. We do hope Tucho will be healed by the prayers said for him, though he will more likely get angry at the mention of the Blessed Virgin as Mediatrix of all Graces. Another polite way, by the by, to tell him where he can go.

What happens now? The Vatican girls will bitch and screech, after which they will impose some canonical sanctions in which nobody who takes Catholicism seriously will be interested. The fifth columns of the Vatican will say that it is the SSPX’s fault that the Vatican has now become all bitchy. We will, therefore, know that they are miserable shills only interested in the money, in the prestige and social recognition, and in some incense at the altar. Doctrinal integrity does not interest them. As to that, the usual idiots and paid shills will be just another sect; provided, of course, the money keeps flowing, and the social recognition is given.

Nice Try, Trad, Inc.

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oh well, perhaps the poor guy was not told that the pachamama statue would be placed there?

If the Pope arrived to a pastoral visit in, say, Ostia, and found that the altar has been prepared for a Traditional Latin Mass, would he go on and simply celebrate the Traditional Latin Mass? No, you say? I agree! He would immediately inform the parish priest that he will celebrate a Novus Ordo mass, and may the priest kindly provide that the altar be set up accordingly.

Or, let us make another example: the Pope arrives in Ostia and finds that the altar girl is a 42 old woman full of tattoos, up to her very neck and cheeks. He would go along simply celebrating the mass, you think?

I don’t think this is rocket science. This is just common sense. Which I why I must reject the usual excuses made for Leo when he celebrated the mass with an altar girl in that same parish in Ostia, the excuse being that hey, that’s what the parish priest had disposed, happens all the time, move along, nothing to see here.

It really bespeaks a worrying level of Pollyann-ism not to want to see stuff that is looking at you in the face. The argument is made that altar girls are used in many parishes, which is sadly true. But then it is also true that Pope often celebrate masses in parish they are visiting and, to my knowledge, altar girls are not to be seen. Why do you, dear reader, think that is? Pure coincidence? Or is it so, that the Pope/his people are asked about how they wants every detail to be arranged, in the full knowledge of how they are generally arranged?

This constant habit of making excuses for Leo is really something that needs to stop. If a Pope has no agency, then nobody has. If a Pope has no saying in who is his altar server, then this pope is not only an idiot, but actually an accomplice trying to hide behind the excuse that he has no saying.

Facts on the ground: sixty years after they were illegally introduced and then begrudgingly “accepted”, altar girls are still extremely controversial, because it’s obviously wrong to have women in the sanctuary, which you know if you are a properly instructed Catholic.

Pope Leo knows that. A heretic he is; a homo he may be; but he is not so dumb that the significance of an altar girl at a mass officiated by him escapes him.

Please stop making excuses for the guy. He needs to take responsibility for his actions as everybody else.

Nice try, but no, it does not work that way.

“World In Flames”: Leo Does Not Become Intelligent On Ash Wednesday.

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Some of you have him: the embarrassing stupid uncle who goes on and on, always talking about the same thing. His relatives try to listen politely, perhaps try with some gentle remarks with him to make him stop, but do not want to offend him. So on and on he goes.

Leo is pretty much the same. Whatever he does, he needs to put the environment in. Environmentalism is the man’s constant fixation, or at least he pretends that it is.

Even on Ash Wednesday, the guy must make childish references to a “world in flames” (fire = ashes, do you see the brilliance here?). Of course, he will tell you that the flames are not only about wwwwwaaaaarrr, but also about “the ashes of the entire ecosystem”. Yeah, pal, I am almost asphyxiating because of the ashes of the environemtn right now, when the Country has been going through another extremely cold spell, which I was promised only 20 years ago would soon be a thing of the past.

Leo hates Trump so much, he also adds the “ashes of international law”, because today is the day where everything must be burning. Poor, poor international law! It looks like a wet puppy right now! How can Leo not be distraught at seeing that, finally, someone is willing to act with Venezuela, Iran, Cuba, instead of being content with the usual kabuki theatre of pretending to care and pretending to solve problems?

Still, the “world in flames” is, clearly, worry number one. If this guy were worried about Salvation one tenth of how much he is worried about the the “world in flames”, he would have a much bigger audience. Sadly, from such a guy you can only expect that, if he talked about salvation, he would do it to threaten with the flames of hell those who use plastic straws, or something of the sort.

And so there we are. Another Ash Wednesday, another very good occasion for evangelisation and for a clearly Catholic message gone, and another day when this little cretin embarrasses himself.

Comfortably Numb: How The Leoist Trad, Inc. Desensitise You To Subversion.

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Get lost with your feet

My dear readers, let us stop one moment and think of the plight of the Neocon Leo Apologists. They try their best to persuade themselves and us (possibly only us) that Leo really is what we needed, the “conservative” Pope that will put an end to Francis’ excesses and put the Church on the way to sanity again. I really wouldn’t want to have their job.

Pope Leo the Better Dressed does all he can to make them look bad. Just scroll this blog down and look how many times Leo has betrayed proper Catholics with his masquerade.

Time and again, Leo keeps doing it wrong, and there is no scarcity of people who try to defend it at every step. And I keep noticing the same thing again and again: most of those who keep defending him need subscribers. Better not rock the boat, you know. There is only so much Catholicism you can exhibit before your subscribers’ innocent (or less innocent) ideas about Leo get shattered and they cancel their subscription. Much better to play it safe, and propagate the lie of the Church that is healing.

I do not think that this blog should name names, because I do not think that our enemies should be allowed to gloat at the disagreements among Catholics. But what I think this blog should do is to invite my readers to look very carefully at the way these outlets finance themselves, and to ask themselves very candidly whether their Leo-ism is the fruit of the desire to keep their subscribers and donors comfortably numb, as they receive constant doses of Trad, Inc. opium. Nothing to see here. Keep paying ,and move along.

What these outlets are doing is to desensitise their readers to the subversion that is going on every day. They will put massive rose-coloured glasses on and rave about Leo being *different* from Leo because he does not wear a poncho, ignoring the fact that Leo keeps saying and doing exactly the same that Francis did, without the vulgarity and the aggression of the Evil Clown, but pushing the same message.

The last stunt is here. The guy celebrates mass with female altar servers. This is pretty much as conservative as a hippie in Amsterdam, circa 1972. Beautiful, if you want to send the message that you despise 2000 years of liturgical tradition. Glorious, if you want to obfuscate the nature of the priesthood. Wonderful, if you want to absolutely put an end to priestly vocations.

Can’t wait for the above mentioned outlets enthusiastically telling us that, because there were – hopefully – no trannies at the mass (Ostia is not far away from Torvaianica, whence Francis took the trannie prostitutes for his lewd pleasure), this is clearly a sign a conservative papacy. Conservative, my foot. The guy is a subversive through and through, and almost every one of his actions, of his appointments, of the people he surrounds himself with, of the decisions he makes, shows it. This explains why he loves his commie bishops in China, and why he hates the SSPX so much.

Meanwhile, Trad Inc. keeps desensitising you to subversion, so you don’t get upset or despondent and cancel the subscription.

All is fine.

Keep paying.

Lurv Pope Came Not To Bring The Law to Fulfillment, But To Abolish It.

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Yesterday’s Angelus was full of those weasel words that our pope, Leo the Better Dressed, uses to undermine the Catholic message whilst giving an outward appearance of orthodoxy.

In his Angelus yesterday, Leo correctly states that Jesus did not come to abolish the Law, but to bring it to fulfillment. However, what he then proceeds to do is to hollow out this very statement, trying to downgrade it to some vague feelings soup which is a hippy mixture of lurv and, well, nothing.

Saying that “true righteousness consists in love” is an extremely dangerous statement, because it makes of every perceived “love” the foundation of righteousness. I don’t remember reading in the Bible “true righteousness consists in love” (spoiler alert: it’s because it’s not there), but I remember reading Jesus saying “if you love me, keep my commandments”.

Leo pretends to touch on the common theme of the commandments that needs to be fulfilled more than by staying by the letter. But he does it in a way that engenders the idea, that is meant to make you think, that every kind of perceived “love” is the embodiment, the realisation of Christian righteousness. This is not so.

Almost everything that is wrong with the world these days is justified with this “love” word; and Leo, who is certainly aware of it, does not seem to mind. Every sodomite, every incestuous person, every pedophile, even every person given to bestiality can use that word, “love”. But Leo does not make any effort to explain the word, he is clearly refusing to put concept of love in the right Christian context, and is explicitly and willingly embracing the vague, hollow, absolutely dangerous rhetoric of “love” that is everywhere these days.

It seems to me that Jesus came to bring the law to fulfillment, and Leo wants to abolish it, and substitute it for a sentimental and soppy concept of “love” that is used to promote exactly the contrary of what the Commandments actually command.

It is amazing that a Pope finds the words to explain the fifth commandment and the necessity not to harbour murderous resentment (he does not say it in that way; he says “if one then kills with words”, because he is a female, speaking in the language of a fifty years old feminist on antidepressants), but then does not say that this love must be properly ordered, and cannot be used to justify perversion or any other sort of sin. It would have been so easy to do so. Three seconds during the “Angelus”, and he would have been praised by every authentic Catholic.

But you see, this man is not interested in Catholicism. He is interested in common places, in easy words, in ambiguous slogans that reek of the world.

With Leo, “lurv” marches on. It’s really no surprise that he praises and promotes homos and paedos.

Alphabet People Getting Out Of Fashion: So-Called “church” of England Rejects Homo Blessings.

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Yes, they are *that* stupid…

There are times where you read news which, though utterly irrelevant in the great scheme of things, are still a small gauge of where the world is going.

The irrelevant, heretical, ridiculous, utterly cartoonish outfit calling itself the “church” of England has been discussing the possibility of marriage for perverts since 2013. After 10 years of discussions they decided, in 2023, that it would make of them even worse clowns than they already are. Therefore, the plans were abandoned. No “marriage” for you, Adam and Steve, but we will give you some sort of “blessing”, in order to make every pervert feel included.

Fast forward to 2026, and something even more surprising happens: after another long period of work, and discussion, and reflection, and discernment, the Blessed Anglicans of the Pretend Female Clergy decided that… it’s not going to happen. None of it.

No “marriage”. No “blessing”. In fact, what happened is a revolt of the African Tribes, who used the weapon of their opponents and cried “wound” and “injustice”. Because they carry privileged status as “Global South”, the wider Mickey Mouse “church” did not feel it appropriate to make them feel “excluded”. “Don’t you dare teach me Christianity, you smug English queer!”, the darker, but authentically Christian people said. The pale queers had to stop in their track. They had to fight against Christ, political correctness, and social justice at the same time. It was too much.

My take is this: there is a global trend toward the rejection of homosexuality as a “fashionable” movement that must be “affirmed”. This is due, in part, to the reaction to homosexualism, and rejection thereof, from the majority of normal people, reaction which emerges more naturally and more strongly in those cultures that have been less contaminated by White Activism; and in part, perhaps, from another phenomenon that is slowly taking shape: the explosion of conversions to Christianity among the heathenish youth in Countries like the United Kingdom. There are already signs that the new converts, thanks to the Internet, want to convert to the Christianity they have informed themselves about, not to the homo fantasies of their vicars of Dibley. I can’t but smile at the thought of people presenting themselves to conversion course in the so-called church of England, to a guy (or, more likely, gal) who is less Christian than they already are!

One sees a trend here. A slow one, that might unfold in the next decades. But a trend nevertheless. The time of the homo stunts is slowly coming to an end; at the very least the environment for it is getting more and more difficult.

Nature is healing.

Because human nature is not so easy to pervert.

Connect The Dots: More Signs That Pope Leo Is Homosexual.

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I have already written about why I suspect Pope Leo the Better Dressed of being homosexual. Since I have written my piece, a guy was made Archbishop of New York who sounds like he has an entire collection of bras in his closet, and this is to put it mildly. One cannot avoid thinking that the homo lobby has Leo in their pocket, either because he is a sodomite like them and can be blackmailed, or because he is homosexual like them, likes to promote the agenda, and can be outed as a fagela. About Don Milani and Father James “Georgina” Martin I have also written.

Pope Leo the Well-Dressed Fagela. It does not sound great.

Now we have knowledge of another, extremely worrying, episode of an obvious pervert being made a Venerable, because Leo really, really wants you to know where he stands in the matter. If you believe Wikipedia, this happened in May 2025, only weeks after Leo was installed, and when many (including me) were still hoping he would mark a clear break from the Evil Clown.

In the, as usual, excellent piece written from “Hiraeth in Exile” (a blog you should really put in your daily readings list if you have not done it already) there are all the traits of the pretend innocence of the clerical pervert ( a guy called Tucho comes to mind), of the excuses he creates to try to hide his own perverted tendencies under a thin veil of “naturalness”. Poppycock. This is the kind of perverted crap deviant clergy try to push on you. And push they must; because, like every pervert, they have a real need to let you know about it, because they see their perversion as such a strong part of their identity.

This guy was quite the queer hypocrite, and the linked article from Chris Jackson goes into the disgusting details in a way I do not want to repeat. Unavoidably, the late clerical fagela was a social justice warrior, as these people always do in the desperate attempt to look at themselves in the mirror without seeing hell reflected in it. Funnily enough, the guy who is considered a martyr of the cause of the savages was murdered in an extremely cruel manner by the same savages whose “innocence” and “natural ways” he loved to praise (particularly when it matched his perversion).

Dante would have loved this. God does have a huge sense of humour.

But let us come back to the main point: homo is who homo does. Because more and more evidence emerges that Leo does, I think it’s fair to at least strongly suspect that he is. And the guy keeps doing it. It’s not one slip, it’s not one appointment that might be considered questionable, or one declaration that might be interpreted wrongly, amidst of strong series of defences of the faith. No, this is proper homo propaganda systematically pushed from behind a white habit.

Then people are, astonishingly, surprised that there are so many pedophiles among the clergy. Heavens! Start investigating every darn priest that goes on talking of social justice and you will get very near to solving the problem. By the way, do you know that Leo has a history of pushing a social justice agenda?

Connect the dots.

You might not like the image that it creates, but all the signs are there for everybody to see.

AI Means The End Of The Spoiled Child Activist Actor

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Have a look at this.

Forget, for a moment, the crappy dialogue. Epstein was plotting to have Putin deposed, and Peter Mandelson offered to help him get a visa to visit Russia. It is, therefore, clear that he did not have any feelers inside the Kremlin and was, actually, hostile to Putin.

What is impressive here is the pace at which virtual reality is growing to be a perfectly acceptable substitute of real actors. This 15 second clip, likely made by amateurs, will soon become much longer clips made by professionals. In time, proper characters will be developed, with their own physique and faces, and they will be absolutely acceptable for big screen consumption.

The implications of this for the entertainment industry (in particular, for the actors’ profession) will be vast. You will soon be able to spend vast sums in production and promotion of movies, knowing that your investment does not run the risk of being ruined by some narcissistic cretin, to whom you have given $25 million just to see him or her ruin your whole investment with some deranged piece of virtue signalling.

Your new AI hero will never be late for shootings, will not have unreasonable requests, will not behave like a diva all day, and will never impact your product with his drug addiction, his arrest for domestic violence, or his publicity stunts. You will not be able to give your AI work copyright protection as such, but you will still be able to protect your creative work. So for example if you create a new movie series about “Johnny Pond, the spy who came from the cold”, you will be able to protect all the creative work involved in the storytelling, making your “Johnny Pond” factually unassailable by cheap Chinese knockoffs.

Will this cause the disappearance of acting? Certainly not. There will always be space for acting where people want to see the physical person (say: theaters), or where there is a particular need for authenticity (say: art movies); but the $300m production will be insulated by the nefarious effects of idiot actors exactly to the extent that is wished by the production house, nobody thinking that, say, Mark Ruffalo as he breathes and spits nonsense is necessary in any way in a Hulk/Superhero production or in any work where the willing suspension of disbelief is an important part of the experience. Yeah, the intimate love story will likely still require humans to create connections with the viewers, particularly the female viewers, as humans will likely still be better at conveying humanity for a while. But superheroes, secondary characters, extras in numbers, war scenes, spaceships, and the like, will be revolutionised in a way the industry will not like.

If you have seen Sergei Bondarchuk’s wonderful “War and Peace”, created at vast expense during some eight years of production by a Soviet regime that did not care for costs, you start having an idea of what the future might bring, at vastly lower production cost, without the ticking bomb of a leading actor going rogue.

This opens all kind of possibilities: from movies about the Passion to lives of the Saints, apologetic work will be able to find ways to your home at low cost, but with a very high impact value. What you have to say will be far less limited by the money necessary to say it. In the same way as the Internet now allows basically one-man band operations to reach a vast audience that was formerly only addressable with massive infrastructure investments, the movie production will give far more power to people who have something interesting to say, and can package it in an attractive way at a tiny fraction of what it would once have cost.

Rachel Zegler better prepare herself for a future in pantomime.

Nobody will cry about her loss of professional opportunities.

Vatican Meeting: The SSPX Release

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The SSPX has issued a press release following the meeting in the Vatican.

There is nothing new in it at first glance. Both press releases outline the situation in pretty much the same way: meeting was cordial but frank, Vatican wants to school the SSPX on Catholicism, but there will be no schooling unless the SSPX renounces to the ordination. However, there are some aspects to the meeting and the press release that I think should be outlined, albeit this might be all the fruit of mistakes or lack of attention from my part.

The first thing I noticed is that the SSPX states that the Vatican “swiftly” released a communique’ concerning the meeting. It seems to me that the SSPX is a tad peeved on this, be it because they think that Fagela is trying to play “tough queer” (this is the impression I also had upon reading the Vatican press release), be it because the two parties had agreed on a cooling time before releasing a communique’, perhaps at the same time, and the Vatican did not hold to it. Because the Vatican is not known for being swift, when they are you notice.

The second one is, at least from what I can see, some more detail about the schooling. The report from the Vatican I have read yesterday seemed to have a lesser emphasis on what it might entail. Basically, the SSPX is explicitly saying that the Vatican is offering the SSPX the ability to be “controlled opposition” and “token conservatives” if they give up their plan to transmit the Faith to the future generations in its entirety.

I think that this is the main point that Cardinal Fagela wanted to convey during the meeting. I can picture him in front of me, looking at his nail polish in a satisfied way, whilst he says to the SSPX that, if they accept to become another Fraternity of Saint Peter, provisions will be made to carve out for them a little Indian Reservation. The problem with this is that this option has been open to the SSPX since basically forever and, thank God, they have always refused it, because – thank God again – they are proper, proper Catholics.

Mind here that Father Pagliarani, very correctly, does not anticipate what the answer of the SSPX will be. Pagliarani will, I am sure, comply with Fagelah’s wish and report to the SSPX’s General Council before giving an answer. The General Council has three “proper” members (the Superior General himself and two assistants), but it generally meets in an enlarged format, with other key members of the Society (for example, former Superior Generals, District Superiors, and the Rectors of the Seminaries). I do not doubt that, in this case, the “enlarged” version will be addressed, as Father Pagliarani will want it to be seen that his answer is not the fruit of his and his two buddies’ decision alone.

In case you should have any doubt about the answer, you can feast your ears with this.

My conclusion is this: the SSPX was likely a bit surprised, and not pleased, with both the swift release and the language of Fagela’s communique’. They have decided to play it diplomatically, giving their own account of the meeting and thus confirming that the Vatican communique’ is, on the whole, a fair representation of the discussion. They have also said that they will discuss the Vatican’s position internally before giving an answer. The answer will be made public, because the SSPX does not leave requests unanswered as the Vatican does, and does not play strange games behind the scenes.

I am really, really proud of the SSPX. They are soft in their dealings and hard in the matter. I don’t know where Father Pagliarani and his companions found the calm and the fortitude not to insult Fagela to his face, but then again they are far better people than I am.