Sunday, May 31, 2009
Friday, May 29, 2009
Thursday, May 28, 2009
You know the rest, I hope.
Cutie the beach-blanket groper evidently doesn't. It seems that Father Oprah will join commit acts of schism and heresy and be received into the Episcopal Church on Tuesday. It is also expected that he will announce his forthcoming putative marriage. (Being in Holy Orders, he cannot validly contract marriage without laicization.) He is chucking the Faith established by Christ for one founded on adultery and the manipulation of the Faith for the service of the state and has progressively jettisoned what little remained of apostolic teaching in its endless quest to accommodate the world.
Pardon me if I doubt the sincerity of his 'conversion'. Caught in the act of serial fornication, he found himself in the position of either giving up his squeeze or his position as Father Oprah. "Hey, I'll just go over to the Episcopalians. Then I can do whatever I want!" King Henry would be proud.
Unfortunately, by doing this, he has abandoned the Faith of the Apostles. He has separated himself from the See of Peter and entered the cesspool of heresy that is Episcopalianism. What a horrible trade! He has also revealed himself as a rather vacuous person who can change his faith at the drop of a thong.
If I may paraphrase the words of Thomas More to Richard Rich in A Man For All Seasons, "It profit a man nothing to gain the whole world and loose his soul. But, for a piece of tail?"
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
Looks like I won Best Blog By A Religious... Not Fr. Z. (Maybe this should be renamed, Blog By Priest Who Needs to pray more.)
I also won Best Blog That Needs To Be Updated More Often. (I promise to do all in my power to deserve this award in the coming year.)
And now for the sour grapes.
In the category of Bat Shit Crazy, I came in third behind The Diginatrix and The Crescat herself. (Personally, I think they had unfair advantages. Digi is an ex-patriot New Yawker and lawyer living in the OC with two kids. Kat is a single mother who works with an Enya addict. Of course they come across more BSC!)
I was whipped fair and square by the Bonnie Blue Flag Waving Southern Appeal in the Church Militant Category, thus demonstrating the power of pulled-pork BBQ, sweet tea, and grits. I will thus emulate that great American General Robert E. Lee and concede defeat with gracious dignity.
Saturday, May 23, 2009
Friday, May 22, 2009
Any hoo, I will have to wait to tell you about the great one-two punch of my first Requiem Mass and the Annunciation in the Extra-ordinary Form.
BTW, vote for me. NOW!
Tuesday, May 19, 2009
Southern Appeal has launched a deliberate and unprovoked attack on the supreme Catholic militancy of this blog. This cannot be allowed to stand! In the spirit of General Sherman, I hereby summon loyal readers to go to the Crescat at repulse this secessionist non-sense. (Vote at least daily on all computers you have access to.)
Sunday, May 17, 2009
Saturday, May 16, 2009
Friday, May 15, 2009
For heaven's sake, the guy hasn't DONE anything!
Thursday, May 14, 2009
The headline at Spirit Daily reads "Honorary Degree will cite President's achievements".
Here is a list of them:
That's right: zero, zip, zilch, nada, nihil, nunca. He hasn't done anything yet, beyond getting elected. (Unless you count driving down the DOW simply by speaking, scaring the hell out of New Yorkers with a lame publicity stunt, or the ability to weaken the knees of any reporter just by flashing his baby browns.) Someone needs to do an intervention on Jenkins. Mainlining the O'Kool Aid has killed any remaining intelligence or personal integrity he might once have had.
Wednesday, May 13, 2009
Tuesday, May 12, 2009
Monday, May 11, 2009
I am not interested in refuting Cutie's dense and self-serving statements. Fr. Farfaglia does a superb job of doing that. The upshot is that Cutie is behaving like an immature, spoiled playboy. Cutie recently said, "Under the cassock are a pair of pants." Yes Father, indeed there are and the fly needs to be kept zipped. This wasn't a momentary lapse of judgment, it was a deliberate violation of God's law and the sanctity of human sexuality carried out with deliberate deception over a period of two years. To call this love is mock something holy.
If you want to know what I think about priests "falling in love" and leaving, read this. Said briefly, it is the equivalent of a married man falling in lust with another woman and leaving his family because he can't control his hormones. Human beings are rational animals not just animals. Yes, we have feelings, but we use our mind and will to discern which are in accord with God's will and should be acted upon.
I am also not much interested in 'dialoguing' with those include Cutie who want to use this challenge the Church's apostolic teaching on celibacy. One does not need to be sexually active and/or married to lead a normal life or be free from loneliness. No one ever died or became ill from not having sex. If you think optional celibacy is the or a panacea for problem clergy, take a long hard look at Orthodox, Protestant, or Jewish clergy.
What I think we need to take a long, hard look at are priests in high-profile and self-chosen special apostolates. I wonder how hobnobbing with the rich and famous affected Fr. Cutie. He is quoted as saying that he decided he would not be a priest for the ordinary Catholic. (This is worlds away from discerning a call to a special ministry and that call being validated by the hierarchy.) I also wonder how much hierarchical supervision and direction his ministry received. There is a tendency in the Church to identify 'golden boys' and give them special treatment. I have never seen this turn out well.
By now someone is say, "But Father, you are judging." Yes, I am judging some very public actions which are very wrong. I don't know Fr. Cutie's heart or the state of his soul, but what he did can only be considered to be gravely scandelous. I am praying for him that his evident pride will be dispelled, that he will remember his vows, and that he will submit to the wisdom and discipline of the Church.
A Pilgrim in a Pilgrim Church: Memoirs of a Catholic Archbishop Rembert G. Weakland. Eerdmans, $35 (384p) ISBN 978-0-8028-6382-9
When Weakland resigned as Milwaukee archbishop in 2002 after revelations of a past homosexual relationship and a confidential payout, it was seen as another stunning episode in the unfolding clergy abuse scandal. It was especially painful to liberal Catholics who viewed Weakland as their champion. Weakland was publicly penitent, but other events that year—chief among them the resignation of Cardinal Bernard Law in Boston—made Weakland's drama a footnote. With this frank and well-told memoir, that's no longer the case. A Benedictine monk, Weakland is up front about his homosexuality in a church that preferred to ignore gays, and about his failures in overseeing pedophile priests. But this is really the poignant journey of a soul, not a mea culpa about sex, with chapters on his hardscrabble boyhood and fascinating, and sometimes sobering, insights into the life of a bishop and the tensions between the American Catholic Church and the Vatican. At points the narrative has more than enough detail on the life of a globe-trotting abbot. But overall this is an invaluable historical record and a moving personal confession. (June)Yup, no mea culpa just gay, out, and proud.
I wonder, though, if he is as honest about his own dissent and its link to his perversion.
I am a Trekkie. (Nope, not a Trekker. Those guys are scary. They were their uniforms to jury duty and get married by Starfleet.) I trained myself to make the Vulcan salute by jamming a nickle between my fingers. Any how, hear is my ranking, in descending order, of the Trek films exclusive of the current one.
1 (tie) Star Trek II: The Wrath of Khan. Great script and effects that are still good over 20 years later.
1 (tie) Star Trek: First Contact. Great script, Borg, and rock'n'roll.
3 Star Trek IV: The Voyage Home. Fun as well as the information that Spock had done too much LDS in Berkeley in the 60s. (You should have heard the howls in the Utah theater.)
4 Star Trek VI: The Undiscovered Country. A little preachy and PC but hey Klingons and Shakespeare.
5 Star Trek Generations. Kirk and Picard didn't quite gell.
6 Star Trek III: The Search for Spock. Ho humm, except for John Laroquette as a Klingon.
7 Star Trek IX: Insurrection. Yawn, STNG episode masquerading as a movie.
8 Star Trek X: Nemesis. Same as Insurrection only with a Picard clone.
9 Star Trek: The Motion Picture. Disco Trek as well as a retread of a TOS episode. (Not to mention the freaky bald gal.)
10 Star Trek V: The Final Frontier. Abysmal script and Uhura's fan dance 25 years too late.
(No review of the current one until after I see it with Mom--I want to live.)
Friday, May 08, 2009
even though I also want to claw my own eyes out. Here I am at my mom's with the Overlords for my day off and channel surfing. What do I find, the biker guy from the Village People singing "Danny Boy". Yes, I have stumbled across "Can't Stop The Music", the origins of the Village People movie starring Bruce Jenner. It is horrible beyond description. It makes liturgical dance look appealing in comparison. Not surprising considering it was directed by Nancy Walker (better known as Rhoda's mom) and won the 1980 Golden Raspberry for both worst picture and worst screenplay. If disco hadn't already been dying, this turkey would have killed it.