Check the Sedevacantists of RETROrate. Poor Bitter Bag o' Onions, whose daughter Benedicta (who the hell would name his daughter that?) thinks Daddy who doesn't think he should be married should be. Poor Bishop Cagey Uh-Know-Nuttin'!
Check Reverend Mother M. John Cunniwicke, Personal Spokesman for The Ordinary Newton, who hates Pope Francis, Archbishop Cupich, Cardinal Wuerl and everyone not as Null-and-Void as his make-believe "priesthood" was and his current Fly-Me-Around-the-World life still is.
Throw in Bishop Morbidly Obese's Father Zildosinmydorf and Bishop Anathema Sheitfürbrainz consecrated by a deceased Polish Layman! A whole Litany of Lamentable Losers!
Great homily today too:
“Times are changing and we Christians must change continuously. We must change whilst remaining fixed to our faith in Jesus Christ, fixed to the truth of the Gospel but we must adapt our attitude continuously according to the signs of the times. We are free. We are free thanks to the gift of freedom given to us by Jesus Christ. But our job is to look at what is happening within us, discern our feelings, our thoughts and what is happening around us and discern the signs of the times – through silence, reflection and prayer.”
Uses the Lectionary and Mass that replaced the
Guess where Pope Francis is helping all the
Bon voyage! I say. Especially after they dumped this week's shit all over the Church. Nice summary by one of the people Reverend Mother Cunniwicke attacked so badly he was forced to take the posting down. But I've kept it up, so everyone can see what a mean prick he really is!
The Pope takes a hit for synodality
It is now clear that the work of the Synod won’t be finished by Saturday evening
Go read the whole thing. What bastards the Pope-haters are! May they all go back to where they came from. Or on to Econe!
Seems nice out. I can't find Hurricane Patricia on the map, so I guess I'll go pick some polk salad down by the side of the monastery where the Gators Got Her Granny one day. Chomp! Chomp! I'll add that song to the bottom for you Gregorian Chant experts who never heard it.
But after that coffee break and homily, I'll go with this first.
Buon Giorno e Buon Pranzo!
Gosh, I really do look just like Mama Cass, except I tie my hair in back, just like Abba Anaphora of Mount Athos told me to way back when I was just a baby Rasophore.
But it's Polk Salad time soon. Chomp Chomp. "A mean, vicious woman". I think he's talking about Rev Mum Cunniwicke. I hope the gators get that granny. Soon.