Two days ago in this space we made clear, yet again, that anybody who thinks the Cult of Trump is the “prolife party” is a delusional fool. There are two parties. One is the party that is 100% responsible for appointing the SCOTUS judges who gave us Roe and Casey and has refused, for 40 years to overturn them or defund Planned Parenthood. Indeed, Trump and his party actually increased funding for PP by 8% in 2018-2019. The other party... Read more
Today’s narrative from the Cult boils down to “Victory! Success! Genius! Suck it, liberal snowflakes! He totally got away with it and that’s all that matters!” Here’s what actually happened: Trump threw a molotov cocktail through the Iranians’ window, but they had fire extinguishers, came out on the front lawn and threw some rocks at Trump to chase him off and then went back in the house instead of hiring goons to go around town systematically blowing up Trump’s properties.... Read more
C.S. Lewis makes a terrifying and strangely ironic observation in his essay “The World’s Last Night” that applies profoundly to the evil heretical fertility cult of Mars that now has come to make unjust war the latest in the train of evils they use the unborn as human shields to defend: I can imagine no man who will look with more horror on the End than a conscientious revolutionary who has, in a sense sincerely, been justifying cruelties and injustices... Read more
To review, the early Church was a pacifist Church. Jesus told Peter to put up his sword and he got the message so well that his only counsel to a viciously persecuted Church under Nero–the Emperor who would crucify him–was “Be sure you die well”. Not a word about “standing your ground” or “hitting them hard before they hit you”: Beloved, do not be surprised at the fiery ordeal which comes upon you to prove you, as though something strange... Read more
Here’s a little excerpt from Mary, Mother of the Son, addressing the peculiar notion that all contact between the Catholic faith and paganism can only mean that Catholic faith is “corrupted”: We Three Kings of Orient Are /Astrologers Who Traverse Afar As a young Evangelical, one of the things I routinely heard from critics of Christianity was that “everybody knows” the story of the Magi in Matthew 2 is a pious fiction invented by the Evangelist. Since Evangelicals take a very... Read more
Somebody sent me this a while back and I thought I would pass it on mostly because (even though I never heard about it till just now) this apparently happened right over my house: Read more
it is only fitting that God’s beloved poor be made sharers in the great feast of the Incarnation. I am huge fan of the work being done by Fausta Nalubega and her husband Ross Earl Hoffman for the beautiful community supported by Mercy for Life. From beautiful little James, who needed antibiotics… to these good kids getting an education… to these grinning goofballs… to sweet Maria… to a host of other people Mercy for Life serves, your dollars go an... Read more
…and I am still therefore giving myself up to revelry and jollification till Twelfth Night, I hereby present you with an interesting and educational article on the history of Christmas music from the medieval period to Sufjan Stevens. Here’s a taste, but do click the link and read (and listen to) the rest: Whether it’s music by the Sufjan Stevens or 12th-Century composers from Paris, the music of Christmas has always brought joy, awe, and festivity. Likewise, it is in celebrating the rich... Read more
What is the song the stars sing? (And a million songs are as song of one) This is the song the stars sing: (Sweeter song’s none) One to set, and many to sing, (And a million songs are as song of one) One to stand, and many to cling, The many things, and the one Thing, The one that runs not, the many that run. The ever new weaveth the ever old, (And a million songs are as song of... Read more
Now winter downs the dying of the year, And night is all a settlement of snow; From the soft street the rooms of houses show A gathered light, a shapen atmosphere, Like frozen-over lakes whose ice is thin And still allows some stirring down within. I’ve known the wind by water banks to shake The late leaves down, which frozen where they fell And held in ice as dancers in a spell Fluttered all winter long into a lake; Graved... Read more
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