HE is Risen! Rejoice all ye Faithful.
The Mustard Seed: Instructions for the Resistance
I wrote another column on the gamboling fun of organized sports entertainment in 2020. In short: it’s not happening, or not happening much, sorry. Be your own sport. Buck the trends and get in shape. There. I may have more on that later. For now, consider the following, which I deemed of greater value:
Perplexed as always, the Disciples asked Jesus to explain what caused their failure in doing that which He did with ease. “He answered, ‘Because you have so little faith. In truth I tell you, if your faith is the size of a mustard seed you will say to this mountain, “Move from here to there,” and it will move; nothing will be impossible for you.‘” Matthew 17:20.
We, all of us, could use a little more faith these days.
One thing leads to another. I was reading a Mary Cuff article at Crisis the other day and, in a very rare move, I clicked on a pop-up ad. And I’m glad I did because it led me to a video presentation by Church Militant featuring Father Paul Kalchik.
Kalchik is almost a household name in right-wing, traditional, American Catholic households. We, some of us, have followed his titanic battle against the forces of the sodomitical wolves currently at work against both the Church and the Flock. Because of HOAXID-19, it was, of course, a virtual teleconference. Because of his amazing victory, and subsequent lavender mafia retaliation, Kalchik joined the show from a place of hiding. However, there is no hiding the magnitude of his inspirational message.
Part of the missive, which amounts to an hour-long homily of peace, was the above-cited parable about the mustard seed of faith. My thoughts of late, regarding the state of the world and especially the terminal decline of the American nation and the United States, have led me to consider that our main problem is the woeful character of the people. I summed it up to myself as people being both wicked and stupid. One is bad enough on its own; together they are a dreadful combination as one amplifies the other. We see the results all around us: a people, barely surviving, who almost gleefully play the fool’s part in accepting hoaxes, lies, degradations, and disaster, all wrought by the same usual suspects who have lied to, robbed, and murdered humanity for centuries.
Father Kalchik sees all of this too. He takes a calmer, more reflective approach to it than some (not looking at your author, no…). He names the problem and those behind it. Call them globalists, globopedos, the illuminati, fear-mongers, or whatever you will, they are only the dark one and his loathsome servants. It really is that simple. And, Father K. offers a surprisingly simple solution for us: Faith and Prayer. Well, those simplicities along with a healthy dose of RESISTANCE, which is the title of CM’s conference.
He gives concrete steps anyone can take to fight the forces of hell. It’s all bound by faith in Jesus Christ. It takes strength through prayer. And it moves through calm questioning, learning, and action.
Due to his own circumstances, he’s understandably taken with the technology of encryption. I do wonder about his suggested “digital catacombs.” Have we come that far, or retreated that far? Perhaps. You be the judge once you’ve seen or heard the message in full.
Along the way, in the presentation, Father tells some of his own backstories. He adds a great quote from the late Archbishop Fulton Sheen about not going with the flow: “dead bodies float downstream.” He also discounts just a select few of the more recent hoaxes set into motion by the luciferians, including:
The general uselessness of the tacky popular culture;
Y2K (I’d forgotten about that!);
Corona hype and hysteria.
Again, he only chose a few and only those from the more recent decades of memory. In every case, all cases, it is the same evil at work.
His ultimate point is that, eternally, evil cannot win. Without our consent and participation, it really can do little more than annoy us who are in the world but not of it. Still, a certain Carpenter told us to take care of business until He returns. We have a solemn obligation to resist. That’s where so many of us – at times, all of us – fail. Fortunately, inspirationally, the fix is as small as the mustard seed. It’s high time to move some mountains.
Please take an hour out of your busy, locked-down, masked lives and watch the following (or, as I did, listen to it while doing something else):
Fr. Kalchik, CM, June 2020.
Furthermore, kindly pray for Fr. Kalchik. For a brief explanation of why he’s “on the run,” please read THIS and THIS. In summary, he took a page from the Lord and Saint Paul and mortally angered the sodomite usurpers by burning one of their sacrilegious artifacts. In a (perhaps distantly) forthcoming novel, I have a heroic character based on Kalchik. In a literal world that frequently out-shocks the most dystopian fiction, it’s good that we have real characters, real heroes, like him.
Now, all, please acquire the seeds, and move those mountains.
I’ve been a Latin Rite Catholic for ten years now, this following a meandering through Methodism (Catholic ultra-lite). My moving around the U.S. has given me a view of many different church congregations, Catholic and Protestant.
Most share the same commonalities along with the same problematic issues. The Liturgy and the Canon, even when not called by its name, are mostly uniform. Most churches suffer from the creeping, incessant assault of the modern world, giving in to “Churchianity,” the exploration, promotion, and appeasement of happy nothingness. And usually two things make or break a local church: the pastor and the people.
On the ground the churches operate the same. But this is an article about the Catholic Church as centered in Rome. There, in the Vatican, a world of worldly troubled boils over. Stories LIKE THIS ONE make me sick:
Vatican police have broken up a gay orgy at the home of the secretary to one of Pope Francis’s key advisers, it has been claimed.
The flat belonged to the Vatican’s Congregation for the Doctrine of the Faith, or Holy Office, which is in charge of tackling sexual abuse amongst the clergy.
Reports in Italy claim the occupant of the apartment is the secretary to Cardinal Francesco Coccopalmerio – a key aide to the 80-year-old Pope.
Coccopalmerio heads the Pontifical Council for Legislative texts and was said to have once recommended his secretary for a promotion to bishop.
The claims about the police raid last month were made in the Italian newspaper Il Fatto Quotidiano.
The flat involved is a short distance from the Vatican itself.
According to the paper, neighbours became suspicious before complaining about irregular behaviour of those coming and going at the flat.
When police showed up, they reportedly found drugs and a group of men engaged in sexual activity.
It is the latest scandal to hit the Vatican and comes after its finance chief Cardinal George Pell was charged with historical sexual offences.
Maybe, just maybe, the Church, before it spouts off about respecting governments mandating death for children, immigration, guns, or just about anything else, could clean up it’s own house. Now. Jesus said something about addressing the beam in one’s own eye before the splinter in another’s.
ANSA / The Mirror.
Here, that translates to keeping finance ministers out of prison and keeping secretaries and Lord knows who else off the dope and the gigolos and catamites. Do that and then comment on the social issues.
There’s a reason why people tell jokes about Priests molesting alter boys and children. There’s a truth behind the stereotype. The problem is real and it likely runs from Rome to each and every diocese. My layman’s understanding is that the seminaries are chock full of queers, freaks, loafers, leftists, and wimps. They’re not exactly modern-day carpenters, fishermen, and tent-makers.
It’s time to get rid of them. All of them. Purge the church, re-insulate it against the prince of this world, and watch it return to righteous splendor.
I’m not pre-judging any of the accused, here and now, but just how many such stories must the faithful endure?
The West is crumbling and desperately needs leadership. It does not need a farce of a San Francisco bathhouse masquerading as a religious/social club.
Today we observe the vernal equinox in the Northern hemisphere, better known as the first day of Spring. It’s a big deal for gardeners and sun worshipers, both beachy and pagan. Today also marks the feast of Palm Sunday, the commemoration of Jesus’s entry into Jerusalem and the beginning of Holy Week. Easter is coming fast.
Pietro Lorenzetti, 1320.
There are but five days until the release of what may be the best Batman movie ever, judging by the last two trailers.
In the Garden City preparations are almost finished for the 2016 Masters Tournament and related festivities. The azaleas are blooming. John Daly is prepping his RV. The big tent at Hooters will be up any day.
If you’re in town the evening of Tuesday, April 5th, you can attend the annual Rock Fore! Dough charity concert in Columbia County. When I returned to Augusta nine years ago the event truly rocked. Cheap Trick headlined that year. There was a promise of energetic entertainment each year for locals and tourists alike.
Then one year they invited Darius Rucker. They also changed the venue to Columbia County as I mentioned. There people are more than accepting of pop country. Thus began the only tragedy of Masters week. Rock Fore! is now little more than the Darius Rucker, post Blowfish, and friends crooner fest. This year I think Darius will be joined by such dynamic acts as: the Whining Warbles, Toothless Billy, Tight Pants Hick, and some other spiked-hair hillbillies. It’s just what the bored, pill addicted soccor moms of Evans want. The good news is they will all be in a wine and whine induced stupor the next day as we enjoy the Par Three fun.
Happy Sunday and welcome Spring!
A woman in Kentucky is the real life Wonder Woman. I’m not sure if she’s a mom but the title fit well with my headline and with yesterday’s post. She certainly is mighty. This unidentified heroine was shopping at a mall when she encountered a disturbed man. The thug chased her to her automobile and attacked her therein.
Malls are like college campuses and other public places in that people have a desire to frequent them with an expectation of safety. Criminals and their enablers disrupt the expectation. So it was that evening in Kentucky.
Unlike Carol Allen and the mad moms, this particular lady didn’t rant and rave to a Senate committee about specious guarantees of safety in exchange for her freedom. Instead she exercised her freedom and carried her safety with her in her purse.
Once the cretin had her pinned inside her car she produced a pistol and shot him twice. That terminated the attack. The woman went home. The thug, John Ganobick, went to the hospital and then to jail. He later appeared in court sporting a thrachea tube.
This kind of story plays out every day, every hour, in America. Each day some 3,000 good people use firearms to prevent crimes – usually without actually shooting anyone. It happens in malls, schools, homes, everywhere. You normally don’t hear about it in the American press because they have an agenda. They and their government want to disarm the people. The fact that guns save lives doesn’t help them and their cause.
You’ll note this story, from Kentucky, was reported by the British media. Many of the things I cover are chronicled in the European press, especially from England.
The Brits, having largely surrendered their right to self-defense, seem fascinated with Americans exercising our rights. They also seem a bit more objective than their counterparts in the U.S.
There’s a lot of hope in this story. Maybe the woman will inspire others to defend themselves. Maybe John Ganobick will come to Jesus while in prison, thus emerging a better man. Maybe some other thug will think twice before attacking another woman. Maybe the British will regain their stolen liberty. Maybe the mad moms and university whimps of America will go away and leave us free and happy. Just maybe.
Don’t be mad. Be mighty.
Sometimes one finds after trials that what one wants isn’t really what one needs. The unknown need is often what should be desired. So it is with both the lesson behind The Allegory of the Cave and in my method of discovering it.
Long ago I wandered aimlessly but unintrepidly into the University of Georgia. I was convinced I was destined to study business and become a real life Gordon Gekko or something similar. I have yet to make millions or be investigated by the SEC. I have experienced some very attractive women and sunrise on the beach, so it has not been a total loss. Whatever.
Back in Athens, entering my senior year, I found myself faced with a host of required elective classes. I had essentially finished my business education which did turn out to mostly be a total loss. Hoping to get out into the “real world” as fast and as easily as possible I signed up for what I thought would be the easiest classes offered. I loaded up on philosophy and classical studies.
These I did find easy and I earned above average grades. However, my ease of completion, my excellence, derived from my immense enjoyment of the subject matter. Only at the end of my tenure did I discover the misdirection of my education.
Plato, being one of the greatest minds of all history, was required reading in one or more classics courses. Plato’s thoughts and methodology have influenced scholars since, to include Saint Augustine, Saint Thomas Aquinas, More and Kant.
Deep inside Plato’s Republic one will find The Allegory of the Cave. It is a metaphorical conversation between Socrates (Plato’s mentor) and Glaucon (Plato’s brother). Ancient philosophy frequently featured dialectic parables to stimulate thought about the conveyed concepts. The Cave is such a story about human experience and education.
Socrates and Glaucon discussed a cave where were chained a group of people. The prisoners sat in a row facing a smooth black wall at the back of the cave. None had ever lived outside; their imprisoned condition was all they ever known. However, they were not without entertainment.
Behind the chained men burned a fire. Someone would regularly hold in front of the fire but behind the prisoners a series of shapes and models. These forms were representations of real things from the outside world. The shapes cast shadows on the wall. These were viewed by the captive audience. The shadow figures were the only substance ever viewed by the captives. As they viewed the apparitions the men would murmur sounds. Over time they came to assume these sounds came from the images and, thus, emanated from them. This spectacle provided a multi-dimensional element to life in the cave.
Still it was a false life, a fantasy. None had ever experienced reality. What they knew were only representative approximations of actual reality. Immersed in this setting the men assumed the shadow forms to be all of existence.
Suppose one of the captive viewers broke free and ventured back to where the models resided. Suppose he escaped the cave entirely and saw, for the first time, the real world. Given his shadow education he would eventually correlate those images to their real forms. Given a little longer he might come to appreciate his whole world view had been a mere theatrical production, a myth.
Initially, such a man would experience confusion and perhaps fear. Then what? Depending on his disposition, intelligence, and fortitude he would either become ecstatic in his newfound freedom or else he would shun reality in favor of his former imaginary life.
Suppose this escapee went back to the cave to teach the other prisoners about the truth. How would they receive his message? If history is a guide, then the reception would be cool at best. Intelligent people are frequently seen as crazed by their simple contemporaries. The ignorant are generally suspicious of the enlightened. Sometimes they persecute them. See the examples of Socrates, Archimedes, Galileo, and Jesus.
Art imitates life. The Matrix movie is the space age telling of Plato’s Cave. Neo barely overcomes his desire to remain in fantastic perfection over entering the more sober real world. He needed convincing too.
Life imitates art. Today many live out the allegory, not in a cave but in the comfort of their homes. The chains are mental rather than physical. Modern electronics have replaced the fire and shadow show. The allegory of the television.
In a way, by taking those elective classes I stumbled out of my own cave. What’s that? The allegory of the allegory? Years have passed and I still battle to convince myself of reality. It’s not always the most pleasant of places. I imagine you, dear reader, face similar dilemmas. Realization does not, by itself, breed happiness. It is however close kin with freedom. I’ll take that over being chained in the cave.
Christmas time is fast approaching and a literate few may still ponder Scrooge’s spectral visitors of Dickensian legend. Much may be learned of the past, the present, and the future. Art often imitates life and visa versa.
Kutter Callaway wrote last week in The Huffington Post of his Christian call to renounce his Second Amendment rights. He has politely requested I do the same. I politely decline.
I do not doubt Callaway’s sincerity so much as I do his premise and logic. You may read his article and judge for yourself. He starts with a declaration he is not appealing to political discourse per se. He then immediately spouts the popular, one-sided and discredited political arguments for gun control. His title is even stated in political terminology. Second amendment rights as opposed to Christian natural rights of self-preservation.
He is correct when he says, “as a Christian, my primary obligation is to stand in radical opposition to the forces of death and destruction that threaten to undo the very fabric of God’s good creation, regardless of what the Constitution says …” However, while Christ taught love, He did not abandon the principle of readiness. You may recall He did not turn the other cheek when confronted by evil doers in the Temple; rather, He armed Himself and beat the devil out of them – literally.
I acknowledge, though I do not necessarily respect, Callaway’s decision. To me, he and his kind represent “Christmas” past. They are relics of a failing Civilization, ever turning the other cheek as the ghost of the present does it hellish work.
The present is represented rather well by those of the jihad persuasion. They are relentlessly pursuing their goals. Murder everywhere with the promise of more to come. Has anyone seen the Moody Two lately?
The same type of Satanists whom Jesus ran out of the Temple are actively at work in American politics. No act of terrorism deters them from brining in more terrorists. Those who willingly disarm in the face of this evil merely abet it.
A preview of the future has been painted by none other than Fred Reed. His story, Allahu Akbar! :The View from 2018, is a reasonable continuation of our past and present, told with Fred’s usual thought-provoking wit and humor. In Fred’s future, three years hence, both terrorism and blind stupidity continue apace:
Everyone of importance—the New York Times, MSNBC, NPR, the Huffington Post, Mother Jones, and Salon—agreed that there was no obvious motive. Time and again for many years attackers had come from nowhere and killed for no reason. There was no pattern except the strange cry, “Allahu Akbar.”
Mrs. Clinton’s Secretary of Defense, Wilhelmina “Creepy” Crawley, offered an explanation.
“My staff at the Pentagon have determined that “Akbar” is a combination of “AK,” automatic Kalashnikov, which I am told is a form of gun, and BAR, Browning Automatic Rifle. This shows an unwholesome fascination with guns. We are investigating links to the NRA:”
The past is behind us. The present we have. The future, to a degree, is ours to make or change as did Scrooge. What, if anything, have we learned from our ghosts?
I do not like the Book of Revelation. Rather, I am not fond of the modern “rapture” interpretation of the text. “Rapture” appears nowhere in the Book and the John Hagee telling (gleefully alarmist) is at odds with Christ’s admonishment about the end.
Revelation is the written account of a dream by John. We’re not even sure which John it was. Most say Saint John the Apostle. It is perhaps the vaguest part of the Bible.
That being said I came across a news story which eerily reminded me of the mark of the beast of Revelation fame.
In its never-ending quest for relevance or dominance the United Nations has released a plan to biometrically track all humans on planet Earth by 2030. I suppose that means a tracking chip implant.
To achieve this Satanic goal in America the UN would need Congress to pass an implementation treaty or law. Don’t think they wouldn’t do it. They too have plans to command and control everything and everyone.
Should this become the law of our land I ask my conservative law and order friends if they will obey. Will you? I will not.
At some point will a universal biometric ID be required for everyone, including you and your family?
And what would happen if you refused to take it?
I could definitely foresee a day when not having “legal identification” would disqualify you from holding a job, getting a new bank account, applying for a credit card, qualifying for a mortgage, receiving any form of government payments, etc. etc.
At that point, anyone that refused to take a “universal ID” would become an outcast from society.
- Michael Snyder
What would happen if you refuse? I intend to find out. I am not a box for UPS to track. Already I chaff under my own government’s “identification” schemes. A UN 666 chip is where I will draw a line. A line of sight on a blue helmet if necessary.
Need be? Google.
Your freedom ranks up there with your health and your happiness. They are all bound together. Always be conscious some want, at all times, to eliminate them.
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Happy October the first! I cover a lot of legal issues here. Many of them are bad – like the New Jersey Supreme Court’s recent ruling that the police no longer need a warrant to search your vehicle. Fourth Amendment be damned.
However, I am so happy to report good news! For the economically disadvantaged among us (many and growing) and those in danger of joining them (most of the rest) the news doesn’t get much better than this:
Last month a Federal Judge struck down Georgia’s debt collection garnishment law as Unconstitutional! See also: here and here.
The Judge was Marvin Shoob, whom I know from experience to be a class act and one of the fairest jurists around.
Tuesday’s ruling by U.S. District Senior Judge Marvin Shoob said the statute violated constitutional guarantees of due process by not giving debtors enough notice about the sorts of funds that are exempt from garnishment and how to claim those exemptions. He said the statute also didn’t provide a procedure to adjudicate exemption claims quickly enough.
Although the ruling rests on protecting the rights of individual consumers whose funds may be protected from creditors, it could affect all sorts of garnishments, including those that arise from business disputes and child support orders. Lawyers are debating whether simple changes in forms and procedures can allow garnishments to proceed prior to any legislative fix or further court ruling.
“People are panicking,” said Harriet Isenberg, who co-chairs the creditors’ rights section of the State Bar of Georgia.
Alyson Palmer, Collections-Lawyers-Scramble-After-Garnishment-Law-Is-Struck, Fulton County Daily Report, September 10, 2015.
Good. Let them panic. They deserve it for a change as do their money-changing masters.
The subject case stemmed from a judgment collection action by a major credit card company against a poor man in Gwinnett County. I know these cases well. When I was a law clerk I reviewed hundreds of them – each the same. The banks file suit with no evidence whatsoever that any debt is owed and in 90% of their cases they win a default judgment.
It’s a terrible shame. They don’t have any proof. One or two Request for Admission questions and these cases would be dismissed. The poor don’t know. The banks (and the State) don’t care.
Once the bank has a default judgment they file a wage or bank garnishment in an attempt to recover some of their (proof-less) monies. As Judge Shoob points out the garnishment procedure is as crooked as the rest of the process.
As an aside, even if these banks could prove they had loaned money in the first place, I still wouldn’t feel bad for them losing it. It never really existed, being a product of the Federal Reserve’s illegal funny money ponzi scheme. More on that another time.
For now the banksters and their vulture collection agents will have to comply with the law. Otherwise, “using a statute that has been declared unconstitutional to seek collection of consumer debt arguably would violate the federal Fair Debt Collection Practices Act.” Daily Report, supra. That means the bank would end up owing and facing stiff penalties. Ha!
Banks and other large companies run the State of Georgia. They will have this ruling nullified somewhere and soon. There’s even talk of a special session of the ordinarily do-nothing General Assembly in order to bring the law into compliance with the Constitution. Imagine that.
For now the banksters are feeling the panic their ancient predecessors felt when a certain Street Preacher ran them out of the Temple. The rest of us are feeling a little relief. Thank you Judge Shoob.