PopeWatch: Father of Lies
Donald R. McClarey
Cradle Catholic. Active in the pro-life movement since 1973. Father of three, one in Heaven, and happily married for 41 years. Small town lawyer and amateur historian. Former president of the board of directors of the local crisis pregnancy center for a decade.
On social media I have more in common with Evangelical and Pentecostal Protestants than I do with liberal progressive Katholycks. As a result, while I have many traditionalist Catholic (real Catholic, not Katholyck) and Evangelical / Protestant friends, I have no liberal progressive friends, Katholyck or otherwise. And as for this worthless, useless Pontificate, may God Almighty depose and anathematize Jorge Mario Bergoglio, and all his works with him.
This guy, lol. He calls people he disagrees with copraphagic and all these other names then he’s like “hey, don’t be toxic, man.” When we see you take the high road…
Congealed mendacity: I guess that’s the real “Francis effect”. Remember when the Lefties tried to peddle the Francis effect as some new springtime in the Church where converts would be flooding in? Well, I wasn’t buying it then either. To quote Saint Mother Teresa, you can always know if you are doing God’s will by looking in the rearview mirror.
Perhaps it’s a reach to make the comparison, but in regards to Lucius’ comment that perhaps active pro-life Catholics share more in common with evangelicals and Pentecostal protestants rather than new-era Bergoglio “Katholycks”— I couldn’t help but notice today that the so-called “Jackson (MS) Winen’s Health Clinic” which had filed suit against the state to prevent a pro-life trigger law from taking effect fact, has decided to drop the suit and to move to a more abortion-friendly state: New Mexico. Pardon me, but I notice that the 8% Catholic population of New Mexico is 30% (it is repeatedly one of the most Catholic populated states in the US). The % Catholic population of Mississippi is 8%. Hmm.
This shabby little man makes it very difficult for me to do my duty as a Catholic. I know I must pray for my Pope, and try to view his actions as charitably as possible, and resist the urge to shake him by the shoulders and tell him to stop being such a $&!!#%!!.
I’m a work in progress on that front, to be honest.
Pardon me, but I notice that the 8% Catholic population of New Mexico is 30% (it is repeatedly one of the most Catholic populated states in the US). The % Catholic population of Mississippi is 8%. Hmm.
Note, the infamous funk hole for pervy priests was in Jemez Springs, NM, within the boundaries of the Archdiocese of Santa Fe. The Archbishop of Santa Fe for 22 years was Michael Sheehan. For 10 years previous, he was the Bishop of Lubbock. The metropolitan for the Diocese of Lubbock was Leroy Matthiesen. Leon Podles has accused Matthiesen of ‘shopping’ at Jemez Springs to find priests to staff remote parishes. Before he was Bishop of Lubbock, he was the rector of the seminary in Dallas. It was Sheehan who admitted the infamous Rudy Kos to seminary, even though his predecessor had refused his previous application and left a letter in the file to the effect that Kos should not be admitted (Kos estranged wife had remonstrated with officials of the diocese to not admit him, informing them directly of his homosexual, pederastic, and padeophilic tendencies). Among the instructors at the Dallas seminary was Mark D. Jordan a homosexual promoter of homosexuality, now on the faculty of Harvard Divinity School. Dallas for 38 years suffered under two awful bishops, Thomas Tschoepe and Charles Grahmann, both of whom were responsible for different components of the Kos disaster. Tshoepe once invited Paul Shanley to address a diocesan conference on ‘sexuality’. There was a grisly mafia operating in that part of the world and you have to wonder how much of the Church there is left.
AD, I was horrified, some years back, to read about the perversion at Jemez Springs. I don’t know when the rot began, but, as a kid in Albuquerque in the 50s and 60s, my family would buy some truly good bread made by the monastery. Imemory flushed down the toilet by the polluted waters of Modernism.