I had a conversation not too long ago with a friend who confessed to me that he had gently mentioned to his wife that perhaps the Jews were a bit more responsible for the “persecutions” that sporadically happen to them (like 1004 times from 110 countries) from time to time. And apparently, after she had done some of her own investigations on the matter, she developed the ferociousness of a rabid lioness on the topic.
I think the words he used was that the “seething hatred” would now pop up randomly, and I assume probably not really appropriate times, regardless of the company of the day.
In SSH terms the man is pretty much a book-perfect Sigma, so while weaker men might be frightened by such displays of overt “antisemitism”, he was laughing heartily when he described the situation, which I admit, I find very amusing too.
Lo and behold, a couple of weeks later, the parent’s chat of our kids school mentioned that while the kids were all invited to sing at the old people’s home (near Christmas, because you know, it’s Christmas) they wanted to reassure everyone that the kids would not be singing any “religious” songs (translation: Christmas songs), so “everyone” could take part.
Now, my wife (like me) is not what you’d call a model Catholic by any stretch of the imagination. As I have said plenty of times right from the beginning, I am certainly not a good Catholic, but… I am one, and I absolutely am a fervently believing one.
Puritanical Churchian’s (usually of the heretic Protestant or other fake “Christian” sect) seem shocked at this admission, as if it somehow invalidates my faith.
Of course, as any ACTUAL Christian 1 knows full well, no one is pure or really saintly, not one of us; but then, what can you expect from retards that believe idiocy like “once saved always saved”. Or that the Freemason Bible (that’s the other name of the King’s James “Bible”) is the “best” Bible, or the absolute zombies who —thanks to the Scofield “Bible”— think the Jews are our “brethren” instead of the Synagogue of Satan our very Lord pronounced them.
In order to explain the paradox somewhat to the ignorants, I explain, that the Crusaders were very devout and only had Holy Mass maybe once a year. And they killed and did other things too (the whores were never far from their camps after all, apparently). They did acts of repentance, and some were genuinely pious and actually strictly obedient to Catholic dogma, but if you take Jean Parisot de Valette for example, he is the single man probably most responsible for having protected the entirety of Christendom from the Muslims, as the leader of the Knights of Malta, he inspired, led, and fought alongside his men at age 71 without skipping a beat.
He also shocked his own men when —after the Muslims had captured some of his knights and tortured them to death— he ordered all the Muslims prisoners be brought up from the cells, then he behaved them all with his two-handed sword, and fired their heads out of cannons into the enemy camps. Which had the desired effect of crushing the morale of an army that was some 40,000 strong to his 600 knights and about three to four thousand Maltese men.
Personally I still think he was merciful even then. I think I would have set the prisoners up on poles along the walls and set them alight in the evening. All the better to see the advancing Muslims that also fought at night as well as during the day. But maybe he was trying to avoid a worst shock to his own men.
He also spent some months in a hole in the ground for nearly beating a man to death for blasphemy, and he fathered at least two illegitimate children, and was apparently screwing some other nobleman’s wife too along the way even in advanced age.
Was he a perfect man? By no means.
Was he a good Catholic? I am sure many priests would say he left a lot to be desired in that respect. And no one can comment or bless his fornication, affairs, and whatever else.
HOWEVER… was he NECESSARY?
You bet.
And if, as we are told in the Bible. God thought of David as a man “after His own heart” then, I have no doubt that Jean Parisot is up in heaven too.
But back to the message the class co-ordinator sent…
It sparked a rather surprising reaction from the wife. Armed with google translate, she fired off paragraph after paragraph of (very polite I must say) questions as to why was a Christian tradition being hijacked, and for whose sensibilities exactly, and why on Earth could our kids NOT sing Christmas carols, and if they were trying not to offend anyone they had failed because as a Catholic she was PROFOUNDLY offended.
There was some attempts at pacification, some mealy-mouthed sophistry about “well, perhaps we didn’t explain well, we just didn’t want to have anyone feel excluded” to which she responded with: “Well, my children are excluded now, aren’t they?! How could I possibly let them go and learn that at Christmas, that is CHRIST’s MASS they are not supposed to sing about Christ?!?”
I have rarely been prouder. She checked in now and then for any grammar corrections (very few, she was on point) and being English, if she was being a bit too harsh.
To which I laughed heartily and said if she wanted ME to join the chat, she would begin to see just what harsh/rude/over-the-top looked like.
In fairness, though, I also told her my messages would be a lot shorter.
And I added that if our kids did go, I would fully expect them to sing Christmas song at full volume, and I would absolutely be standing right in their corner if anyone dared complain.
The back and forth was too long to detail but she did not relent a single bit despite only one other person (VERY MILDLY) agreeing with her. In the end this sole individual said something along the lines of “Actually, I too kind of agree with you, but the teachers are only the messengers.”
I offered my wife the THIS IS SPARTA meme but she’s too classy for that.
Later, when I was complimenting her in the kitchen, on what I was very proud of seeing as her protecting of Catholic tradition, her genteel nature as an English Rose of the most refined kind, took a tiny little bit of a dent, but, after all, being of noble blood myself, Noblesse Oblige… Judge for yourself…
Me: “You know, darling, I was really impressed with how you handled that. Very proud. I didn’t even know you felt that strongly…”
Wife: “Well, it just pisses me of. And yeah, I mean I don’t know much, I am still figuring things out myself, but for fuck’s sake, it’s an ancient tradition, the old people don’t object to it, for sure, because they grew up with it. The kids don’t either, and if someone wants to sing at other times, let them, let them sing every week at the old people’s home, why not? And we all know at Christmas we sing Christmas songs, whatever anyone believes, because Christmas is about baby Jesus! And what? We’re not supposed to have our kids sing about baby Jesus? Christmas is about baby fucking Jesus, ok!?”
I couldn’t help it. I mean she wasn’t even trying to be dramatic. There was probably a little rage and venom going directly into the pan she was hovering over as she spoke. I burst out laughing.
Me: Had I more aplomb, I should have said something like, “I’m not sure that’s the appropriate way to address out Lord darling, but I’m sure He understands on this occasion.” But I couldn’t stop laughing. She noticed and half-smiling…
Wife: “What? baby fucking Jesus? Yeah ok… but you know what I mean.”
She did take the namesake of Joan of Arc at her baptism after all.
I tell ya boys and girls, we are already making friends and influencing people, Kurgan-style.
I discovered not too long ago that hunters, trufflers, and people in the village in general have nicknamed me The English , which is of course, quite insulting. I mean, I am absolutely an invading foreigner in these lands, but at least get the naval power right, landlubbers! I’m Venetian . It’s the wife that is English.
In any case, that makes me absolutely more convinced I did the right thing buying these flags. Now to build a high enough and sturdy enough pole to fly them from.
The ONLY Christians that have EVER existed have ALWAYS been Catholics. Which is why it was Catholics that put the Bible together, some 300 years after Jesus’ ascension, at the order of a Pope too I believe, who was ALWAYS known to be the first among equals and therefore the final arbiters of any theological disputes, and with the same Mass we still celebrate today, a perpetually Virgin Mary, Transubstantiation, and all the rest of Catholic dogma. Of course, since 1958 also the Catholic Church has been infected with Satanism, and we haven’t had a valid Pope since 9th October 1958. Which in itself is not anything that invalidates the Church as there is no time limit on an Interregnum. And analogous things have happened before even if this situation is indeed unique. Perhaps most comparable to the Arian heresy, when almost every Bishop had in fact promoted heresy. Today, the only actual Catholic clergy left are 1958 Sedevacantists who reject all the fake Popes and the entirety of the blasphemous heresies of Vatican II. While laity that is Novus Ordo are indeed considered Catholic, their fake clergy are not and cannot be. And their laity is in error.
This post was originally published on my Substack. Link here
