Tuesday, May 17, 2016

NATIONAL CATHOLIC PRAYER BREAKFAST


I am at the National Catholic Prayer Breakfast.



As you can see, the emphasis is more on prayer than it is on breakfast.




Father D is wasting away.



The brethren are not impressed.




Even our Auxiliary Bishop,  Sayedna Edna (that's what we call her when she's not around) wasn't impressed. (And Edna is easily impressed. Talk about a dim bulb.)

What's going on with you?


23 comments:

  1. Why are most Russian prelates always so miserable looking?

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    1. Half the year filled with days of fast and abstinence, ice, snow, chastity, all night vigils, three hour liturgies, never a Low Mass.

      Think that covers it.

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  2. This morning I got up and reviewed an interview on the topic of "Book of the Stranger," conducted of Jon Snow by Professor Sansa Stark. Alas, Jon Snow still knows nothing. You may read more about here: http://wapo.st/1XdGBtm.

    Thereafter I donned my blue alb and my white and black cope, and venturing across the street from home, I met with a pedantic collection of the minor prelacy of the Church of the One True Omelet. We convened for the International House of Pancakes Breakfast. Our consideration was chiefly the licity of Lacrima Acerna Artificialis admixed with chemically leavened griddle bread. I hold that unless it is Grade A Dark Amber, it is not truly worthy of my secular office of matins nor the holy buttermilk sacrament. Humourless liberals who smell like fishwrap and last night's vodka will try to convince you that while the syrup need not be maple, it can merely be all natural and that thus, boysenberry is acceptable in our sight. Indeed, they have convinced the hierarchy to provide such in a separate cruet kept filled by our acolytess? acolytette? bacon server. It is obviously not a contentious issue. The truly orthodox such as myself think a hybrid fruit like a boysenberry (‎R. ursinus × R. idaeus) can't truly be admitted to the Altar of the Morning Self-Worship because it is fruit and fruits are unworthy and unnatural and ex vi termini, not sappy enough. Also just try asking for a soft-boiled egg these days! But through the mystery of the mingling of syrup and flapjack, I came to share in the divinity of coffee, which humbles itself to restore my humanity. Amen.

    Afterwards, I returned to collect my belongings, set out food for the cat, and then made my via dolorosa to the airport. I kid you not, I'm seated in the Admiral's Club and I'm very upset not to have been issued the gold braid and shoulder boards this august experience should entail. All I got was a crappy plastic cup of iced tea and some crudites and ranch dip. Also, people were polite and helpful to me at the airport, which is clearly a sign that the pestilential rider is saddling up one of the four Drama Llamas of the Apocalypse. I may even be seated in a cushioned chair at 3:20 pm and get to soar above the birds across a mountain range and be in another city in time for a steak and baked potato, and obviously life will not be worth living if in the course of this journey the person in the seat next to me removes her shoes or crunches her energy bar too loudly.

    Now, I have to wind this report up. I'm very worried now about my consumption of coffee earlier, which was copious. I may have to avail myself of a small enclosed area and unfortunately, no one has affixed a set of green and red lanterns above it to tell me if my privacy is thoroughly protected. And it's entirely possible that someone may have used that area who is equipped differently than me. There's a "lady" over there by the window who might or might not be wearing a colostomy bag, for instance, and who knows what rights of mine she might violate if she uses the same facility? Travel has such perils. We need authentic restroom renewal. Why, before the 1960s hardly anyone with colostomy bags was let out of doors. This Medical Progressivists and Medical Progressivistettes have ruined our sense of entitlement and people with unpleasant interior functions no longer just go off to die in pain and ignominy. Damn those liberals! We should have a movement against them. Please start your own movement now. I think I am doing just that. It Depends.



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    1. O
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      Just read this with two visiting friends, with all of us in hysterics!

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    2. I'm glad you enjoyed. Did you know that if you order a hamburger from a restaurant at the airport, you might have to wait for it to cook? Apparently the extra expense of eating at the airport does not in any way speed up the law of thermodynamics in getting the interior temperature of ground beef to 160°F. Honestly. He has such a warped idea of service that I think he must be the sort of guy who watched PBS's "Upstairs, Downstairs" by fast-forwarding through the Downstairs part. The Son of Man came not to be served but to serve, but the Son of Zuhlsdorf came to tell us that we're being ripped off if the hot towels weren't laundered with fabric softener.

      I get that airline travel is fraught with anxieties. You pay for the privilege of losing control over variables that you normally regulate yourself--your schedule, your planning, your choices for food and drink, your preferences for not sitting still in upholstery full of beer farts that doubles as a flotation device, your right not to have your genitals examined remotely by a security officer who may or may not be of your own gender preference. In exchange you get to travel at 500 miles an hour to someplace you'd rather be in a wireless metal kite. If only we could ask the Donner party if that is a good bargain with respect to westward long-distance travel.

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  3. Don't hold your breath waiting for Lacy Boy to post this spray by Fr Roscia in Crux:

    “Often times the obsessed, scrupulous, self-appointed, nostalgia-hankering virtual guardians of faith or of liturgical practices are very disturbed, broken and angry individuals, who never found a platform or pulpit in real life and so resort to the Internet and become trolling pontiffs and holy executioners!” Rosica said.
    “In reality they are deeply troubled, sad and angry people,” he said. “We must pray for them, for their healing and conversion!”

    Ed Wilkinson, “Vatican PR aide warns Catholic blogs create ‘Cesspool of hatred,’ ” Crux, May 17, 2016

    Giving up the ministry of whinging, whining, bleating, carping would be the end of the Sybarite's cosy caper and no joy at all for the just around the corner, 25th anniversary of invalid by deficient intention 'ordination.'
    That should be worth a business class trip around the world for the gran tourismo.

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    1. What a great post by Father Roscia. I made the mistake of reading Pox Cuntoris, the Canadian Mundabor. Julian B, Oi vey! Now I remember why I don't regularly monitor Krazy Kanadian Katholics.

      I've got that joy, joy, joy, joy, down in my heart......
      TO STAY!

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    2. an excellent article. and if crux still had comboxes, they would confirm 100-times-over the content of fr rosica's statements.

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    3. ... and in fact what i'm seeing at PrayTell does indeed confirm it.

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  4. Rev. Mother Cunnywynke certainly let her panties get knotted up in her "Nasty and Dirty"post...

    http://liturgicalnotes.blogspot.com/2016/05/nasty-and-dirty.html

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  5. Right-hand man of Father Z, Ben Yankin, needs to get a grip and disabuse himself of the idea that disseminating false notions of heresy, fingering the culprits, and flogging bishops is an exercise in heroic self-control.

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  6. Days of fast and abstinence? Look at that puss again! He makes Z look tiny.

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  7. Lacy Boy opts for damage control and extreme caution in the way he gives Fr Rosica's remarks a wide berth. The was badly burnt in the America Magazine article, also in a Crux piece on female deacons around the same time. The nearest he got to expressing his bum-smacked fulminations was to insert into bleat and moan piece, in very small print, a hit and run swipe at Rosica:

    "Digression: That explains in part, I think, the bitter, peevish, angry comments Fr. Rosica made the other day when he vented his spleen about the Catholic blogosphere, thus doing exactly what he accused others of doing. But I digress."

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  8. That latest post at Z's is almost impossible to read. He thinks that pope should retract Amoris laetitia, but the way he wrote the post is just bizarre. Some print is tiny, some bold, some underlined, and on and on. He is like 3 or 4 people talking to himself.

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    1. The truth is that the Brass Ass is beside himself over this latest PR disaster. He is becoming more and more isolated from the remaining contributing disciples and profoundly alienated from what is believes is the self-evidential weight of his propaganda. This past couple of years has seen him crash and burn on every issue he has espoused notably, the , the vindication of the Nuns on buses LCWR, the exile of the dullard Burke, the collapse of the Twelve Cardinals campaigns and the subsequent fire sale of their useless comic book, the overall success of the Synods of bishops, the sacking of Finn, the two turkeys in Minneapolis, the caveats about claims about the projected growth of the boutique Latin Mass enterprise by Msgr Ponce of DC and Long Neck of Wherever, the glossed over donor fatigue of the Gofundme campaigns for the baroque vestments and Swiss Guard battle armour etc.
      Lard Ass is stewing in the brew of his own hubris, resentment and self-loathing.
      I also think that, beneath the veneer of niceness and moderation, he is given to heavy duty swearing, blazing misogyny, contempt for the laity and excesses in other areas too......

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    2. .....he is just having flashbacks. It appears about a year or so ago he must have dropped acid. It was probably to disprove any experience of the so-called liberals that he isn't familiar with and/or mastered--I think it backfired!

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    4. I think that he is seriously going bananas.

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  9. Mr Ed makes a cameo appearance on the Lard Ass Show and drops a poo or two on Captain Fiddle-back's erase-AL-from-the-historical-record parade:

    Dr. Edward Peters says:
    20 May 2016 at 8:46 AM

    “Of course Francis is not going to withdraw Amoris laetitia. That’s not going to happen.” Numquam dic numquam."

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  10. Why on earth would Francis withdraw Amoris Laetitia? Stuff and nonsense! It seems to me that he is practising economia in line with the Orthodox Church.

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    1. Peters was responding to yet another outlandishly stupid and irresponsible endorsement Lacy Boy gave to the call for AL's removal by a Lunar Right group meeting in Rome just recently.
      As Anon 9:21 am opined, the Lard is going bananas. I think he may have better used the past tense.

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  11. And laying with his tumbler of Gin and Tonic brim full of his own bat's bile, Rev M.Cunningwhiskers lets fly with a spray by proxy in the direction of the Pope:

    Fr John Hunwicke said...

    Dear Mark

    "I share your sense of outrage at the strategy you draw to our attention: Bergoglio's game of leaving the doctrines and the rules unchanged, but setting in motion Facts which leave the doctrines and the rules to wither away as the decades go by, while his Facts take their place. It is arguably diabolical.

    It remains true that faithful Catholics need to know what they are to make of documents which emerge from Bergoglio. They need to know that these are not being imposed on their consciences by the Magisterium.

    Things are quite bad enough without that genre-error too.

    That is why Burke's and my point matters."

    20 May, 2016

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  12. Hunwicke, you have no BALLS. You strike at the authority over you but fail to allow dissenting speech on your pathetic excuse of a blog. You are a queefing twat.

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