Dave Griffey at Daffey Thoughts takes a look at the crush that Left-wing Catholics have on Zombie Biden:
‘What I love about Biden’s [_____________] is that he’s the candidate for my political party.’
Seems a bit less wordy. I could be wrong, but given Sam’s past jots and tittles, I’m figuring it’s not too far off the mark.
Expect in the coming months that leftist Catholics will be gushing with love and praise, ignoring anything and everything that leftist Biden detractors were emphasizing earlier in the year, turning a blind eye to any indescirations in either Harris or Biden’s lives, and singing to the new administration with all praise and rejoicing.
Will they ever criticize Biden? Will he be able to do anything – other than not being hard enough on conservatives and Republicans – that they will criticize? Time will tell. But expect worshipful levels of adoration and exaltation in the coming months.
Go here to comment. Leftism is a mind destroying cult. It also obviously destroys taste. Eagle’s Wings? Sheesh. I am sure that congealed essence of all that is banal is on an eternal loop to intensify the suffering of some of the damned in Hell!
It’s really beyond parody. What makes someone a good Catholic is liking a pop song, apparently.
Biden is in the smorgasbord of catholic buffets. Walk down the line and pick and choose what pleases. The distasteful can be left alone.
Cafeteria Catholics will always be at the Mass. Until 912 is enforced for Catholic politicians they will come and receive…using their malformed conscience while partaking of the creator in Holy communion, meanwhile the unborn child they refuse to save by their position is squirming to save itself from cold instruments designed to heal but now used to kill.
Ironically the Host they consume, designed to heal, now brings upon the obstinate a slow death. Pride kills Joe. Humble yourself and protect the unborn. Save yourself in the process of saving others.
Come on man!
Be one!
Thanks for triggering me; now I’ll have some felt banner flashbacks. I departed the Church in my youth not because it was too rigid, but coming out of the 70’s-80’s it was so…faggy. “Eagle’s wings” exemplifies all that repelled me. Fortunately in the late 80’s I began to discover virile priest (not sissified Martins) who celebrated the Mass reverently and helped to restore my faith.
I have analyzed this to a profound degree, this eminently self-mockworthy love-fest for Abortionist Joe by the ACL (“American Catholic Left”, very close by 1 degree to the ACLU) and my considered, highly erudite response is: “Ugh!”
Too bad the many tens of thousands of children of whom Abortionist Joe facilitated their execution for decades weren’t born up on “Eagle’s Wings”..