Thursday, February 21, 2013
The After Shocks of Benedict Sixteen's Papacy – Election of the Next Igor Clone as Pope
![]() |
| Pope Igor II (2013 - ) |
There are turning points in the journey of life. I see this
resignation of a power ranger, Benedict XVI, as just one after shock of Karol
Wojtyla aka John Paul II. While the
official view of JPII was one of media darling and or religious rock band like superstar,
he was after all only a politician.
The office of pope and or bishop of Rome is a man-made
position. You just have to do some
diligent and sincere research to find out that most of what exists today and
aka as Christianity went through a Pagan filter and or sieve when Constantine
followed through on Hadrian’s and many other Roman emperors' desire to have one
homogenized Roman Religion to unite the Roman Empire over and above its roads,
commerce and politics.
That much of what Catholicism is today is a surviving remnant of
that Roman Pagan Religion thingy officially sanctioned by the Emperor/god
Constantine the great.
Surprisingly, Catholicism did not die out with the Reformation.
Successful businesses have a tendency to continue to stay in motion with cash flow and then stop or die with extinct cash flow.
Successful businesses have a tendency to continue to stay in motion with cash flow and then stop or die with extinct cash flow.
The Reformation in a small way resurrected
something of the early Christian essence, pre-Constantine Catholic spin, in the
form of some of the Protestant sects.
What Vatican II opened up in the way of a window was a thought or way of looking at what exactly Christianity was all about or could be. And maybe every region can its own traditions, can have a niche, but the overall product needs a unity to succeed. A unity yet to be invented by the many many sects of that old religion.
Getting back to the media superstar John Paul II, he was without a
doubt the premier Cold War Warrior or so his publicist sold him as. And he did use money funneled, Laundered
through his church to fund internal dissent in his native Poland.
Problem is that no man can serve two masters. Render unto Caesar and Render unto God. I
think that men who have immense power get confused as to who or what their original
mission statement in life was when they started out on their journey through
life, before they hit lotto and got power, power, power.
While the Vatican has always been a political animal as much as a
religious one over the centuries, John Paul II with his connections to the West
and CIA etc. seemed to lock the water faucet on full with dollars and military
and political decisions coming out of the stone talking Oracle at Delphi like
mask of Christ, whoever or whatever he was two thousand years ago.
John Paul II and this faithful surviving servant Igor aka Benedict
XVI burned out the religious motor of the Vatican religion thing and now the
business of the Vatican is simply bu$ine$$ no matter what the press releases
claim or say.
In a way too, Reagan merged conservative politics with conservative fundamentalism
religion and the resulting GOP mess is neither political nor religious but
something nobody can or wants to use in the modern global culture based on the
sacred high technology of the moment.
No matter what clone a bunch of John Paul II or Benedict XVI appointed
stooge bishops/cardinals elect as the next pope, he will not have any real
agenda to fall back on except the present existing Bu$ine$$ Model.
As such, below is a except from a writer Garry Wills, on the Colbert
Show acting as a person, one of the people of God, the Church, that does not
need a Vatican or a priest to commune with the divine.
The soul and spirit of Vatican II lives on!
Whatever.
Wednesday, February 20, 2013
Gated White Diocese in Knoxville Tennessee – New Wave of the Catholic Right’s Future? – Glory Hole of Corruption?
This all started when I saw Cardinal Rigali
getting good air time on some eyewitness news channel related article that
gives good air time or print time to local human interest stories to children,
animals at the zoo and or a OMG Real Live Cardinal Living in little old Knoxville
Tennessee with all us hillbillies kind of media story.
Rigali in my previous
article was of course spouting what qualities a new pope should have. Whatever
on that.
In my previous article, I thought that maybe
the new Cathedral “Rectory” and or Bishop’s Palace had not yet been built in
Knoxville. Further research thwarts me on finding any real news on the Internet
regarding that matter.
So just giving a reread of some standard
things like Wikipedia, one sees where Bishop Stika's career soared under the
tutelage of Cardinal Rigali in St. Louis Missouri. Bishop Stika of course dealt
with aspects of priests as personnel, Vicar General, and their sexual habits
(alleged) with children.
It occurs to me that one of two things seems
to be needed for promotion in the Roman Catholic Church IMHO. Cash for bribes
and Sexual Blackmail and or knowing a lot about the secrets in the Diocesan Priests’
Personnel Files etc. Of course, that may not be the case in this matter. Bishop
Stika came up through the ranks on pure merit. Yeah right. LOL
When Philly crime boss Justin “Big Frank”
Rigali was forced to resign in July 2011, in the middle of the Local
authorities, District Attorney’s Office in Philly having to take over,
intervene, clean up the mess of decades long child abuse and child rape in the
Philly Archdiocese, exasperated by Rigali being a part time Philly bishop when
not in Rome and hanging with the Swiss Guards etc., I quoted in another article
at the time that Rigali was retiring to Knoxville:
Rigali is expected to head to Knoxville, Tenn., to visit his best friend, Bishop Richard Stika, who has "built a home for him to get away from it all," said Michael Sean Winters, a blogger for the National Catholic Reporter. Additionally, Rigali will be making trips to Rome as he is still a member of the Congregation of Bishops.
Apparently Michael Sean
Winters quoted correctly or incorrectly in the Philly Press was doing his usual
fawning Catholic half-assed PR propaganda best. Cheers, Mikey!
Apparently, Rigali was
already looking for retirement digs even before his forced resignation in
Philly as mentioned in a blog dated June 2010. Knoxville was “delighted” to
have a retired red hat coming to Tennessee?
Do read all the many links
attached to above article. Makes very good reading about the Knoxville Diocese.
Well looking into how Opus
Dei Archbishop Gomez is no doubt giving retired Cardinal Mahony grief in
retirement, hoping to suggest a vote, Mahony’s vote, in the papal election in
exchange for friendly prison privileges in his L.A. retirement hell. Etc. -
Looking for the mythical
Michael Sean Winter’s memorial Rigali retirement home in Knoxville, I see some
shuffling around of funds, funding, Cathedral plans, non-plans, rectory
shuffling, convent shuffling, new Bishop’s palace architectural plans in
Knoxville, - Justin Rigali is or is not somewhat homeless except for digs in
Rome and the occasional sleepover in Stika’s bailiwick to save Justin from the wrath
of Charlie Chaput in Philly who should have the upper hand here in asking,
suggesting who Justin should vote for as pope/ceo of the Vatican Inc..
Somewhere in there is a
grant to build the new bishop’s house for Stika/Rigali in Knoxville from a Dan
Murphy Religious Foundation in Los Angeles with a lawsuit from a former board
member listed below regarding disputed reporting and or value of assets…
Getting back to the previous link above, it
would seem that Former Bishop Kurtz of Knoxville may have been involved in middle
of a shell game of funding with an archdiocese loan of $11million to build a
great medieval church worthy of being a cathedral in the middle of the rich
white western suburbs of Farragut Tenn.
The Cathedral Church of St. John Neumann is on a 42 acre campus and is
ready for perhaps a college and or seminaries, convents to sprout in the shadow
of the Cathedral church.
![]() |
| Saint John Neumann - Farragut Tennessee |
A new very richly appointed rectory was
supposed to be ready for construction in 2010 at St John’s of a similar rumored
budget, later quoted as a misprint, as the new rectory going up next to the old
sixty year old modern Vatican II era Cathedral more centrally located to the
center of Knoxville.
![]() |
| Vatican II Era Sacred Heart Cathedral Knoxville |
And here is why I used the word shell game for Bishop
Kurtz in that the whole thing reminded me of the story I did on Phoenix and the
delicate diplomatic long term switching of cathedrals from old urban inner city
space from the 1950s and in minority territory to the raging flavor of the
month “Rich White Suburb” geographical goal of the Catholic Church in many
places in America to replace that old city stuff, that old Vatican II stuff and
be on top as a city on a hill in the burbs. (Phoenix's game plan slightly different.)
I have to wonder too with the South involved
that the new St. John Neumann Cathedral in Farragut/Knoxville will not be
unlike the big plantation house with its colleges and seminaries and nunneries,
missionary convents already arrived from Uganda, will receive tithes and
adoration from all the brown and Hispanic parishes down the hill and in the
valley so to speak.
![]() |
| (Google maps) |
A gated Diocese and or Cathedral – I.D. required to enter
the segregated whites only house of God?
That art and or religion imitates politics
and the GOP goal to loot the national treasury and build economic fortresses
and gated white castle communities is not unlike how the Diocese of Knoxville
may be going.
I also wonder too that how maybe Bishop
Morlino of Madison Wisconsin thwarted in his attempts to outright build a new
cathedral or skim funds off for personal (bribes?) and secret Vatican projects,
may in fact be making a large diocese loan at this very minute to build a
new mega parish in the middle of some cow pie pasture in Wisconsin that one day
will be the new Madison Cathedral.
Without transparency, with tax exempt and
tax free status, with religious barriers to civil and secular review of the
books let alone review by the peasant laity in the obedient ranks, how much
money laundering and cash flows and what not rival the teachings of Jesus, discount those teachings into
zero and less than zero in the hearts of the RC hierarchy these days?
Etc. Links and Quoted Material:
Rigali also put Stika in charge of Pope John Paul II's visit to St. Louis in 1999. Marti Aboussie was on the St. Louis Board of Alderman at the time and worked closely with Stika on the planning process. "He'll be a good administrator," said Aboussie, "but more importantly, he'll make an excellent bishop without compromising the pastoral skills that made him a great priest." In 2004, Burke named Stika to be the director of the archdiocese's Office of Child and Youth Protection and delegate to the archdiocese's review board and chairman of its Child Safety Committee. "With the exception of proven, admitted or credibly accused pedophiles, there is perhaps no priest in the archdiocese less qualified, in our view, to be a bishop than Richard Stika," the Survivors Network of those Abused by Priests said in a statement Monday. "In his dealings with child sex abuse and cover up cases here, he has repeatedly shown a penchant for secrecy, reckless and half-truths."
Donovan v. Dan Murphy Foundation (2012) 204 Cal.App.4th 1500. A former director of a non-profit charitable organization sued the organization and its current directors alleging that he was wrongfully removed after he had raised concerns about financial oversight and governance.
2 Roupp and Rewinski were elected as directors after Donovan was removed from the board of directors of the Foundation (Board).
According to the complaint, Donovan first began expressing his concerns in 2008, after the Foundation’s assets had dropped approximately $65 million in value from the previous valuation of $250 million. Donovan’s concerns were shared by two of the seven directors at that time, Julia Schwartz and Rosemary E. Donohue, but were rejected by three other directors, Edward Landry, Richard Grant, and Maria Grant.
The complaint detailed Donovan’s disputes with his fellow directors. First, during a proposed transfer of management of the Foundation’s assets, Donovan sought a review of the transfer by the full Board. Landry and Richard Grant opposed Donovan’s request, and the management of the Foundation’s assets was transferred without a review by the Board. Second, Donovan “demanded” that the Board exercise its responsibilities under the Probate Code to oversee the management of the Foundation’s assets.
.
Tuesday, February 19, 2013
Cardinal Rigali States Requirements of a Good Pope – Pot Calling Kettle Black?
![]() |
| Justin "Big Frank" Rigali - Philly Crime Boss (Retired) |
Cardinal Regali is not under the rule of
Archbishop Chaput the same way Cardinal Mahony in under the fat thumb of
Archbishop Gomez in Los Angeles and being criticized for past
performances.
Mahony is being pulled through the mud in
the Italian Press regarding his dirty bloody hands voting for a new Pope.
No such media mucking about for fellow
retired reprobate Rigali. Both Mohony and Rigali are under 80 and as Cardinals
are still eligible to vote.
No doubt Opus Dei wants to influence
Mahony’s vote since OD Archbishop Gomez had not yet gotten his red hat.
Rigali will no doubt be selling his vote for
a promotion for his portege Ambrose St. John Richard Stika to get out a
shithole assignment of Knoxville Tennessee.
Young Richard has yet to spend the money, build
a new Bishop’s palace for his old boss now that he smells promotion in the air.
Maybe even Chicago at this point. Anything is possible in papal elections.
The American Media is eating up the Cardinal
Emeritus of Philadelphia’s fatherly advice on picking a new pope. It is good to have your old protégé give you
protection from mean old Charlie Chaput in the form of Bishop Stika of
Knoxville Tennessee still planning and trying to fund a new Bishop’s palace for
his old Philly crime boss Justin “Big Frank” Rigali (retired – yeah right).
Cardinal Rigali, in retirement and in shabby
digs, when not in Rome, with his former Protégé Bishop Stika when not in Rome,
from former glory days and exile in St Louis (wink, nod), states what the new
Pope needs:
Compassion
Experience
Understanding
Linguistics
What? Nothing about Kids Justin????????????
“He is first of all, going to be the Bishop of Rome. He is going to be pastor of the Universal Church with all that entails, so just imagine the qualities that are needed.”
Among the qualities he listed are compassion, and “he has to have experience, he has to have understanding.”
Also, “the question of languages is not without consideration. Since the pope is pastor of the Universal Church he has to communicate with people. Pope Benedict certainly was very good at languages and Pope John Paul II was even more so; he had an extraordinary capacity to speak languages.”
.
Monday, February 18, 2013
Chapter Two - The Long Dark Corridor – The Sounds of Silence - “222”
Chapter Two - The Long Dark Corridor – “222”
The thought comes to you sometimes. That things do and do not
matter.
I had the occasion with the abundance of information floating around
the Internet to see the stories of two former high school teachers’ end run of
career and retirements.
The first teacher had been a been a very well groomed and
interesting Spanish teacher who I had been in freshman and sophomore classes
with. Through a childhood grade school
friend or some similar connection, the retirement of “S.” had been shown in a
two minute You Tube clip. The teacher had survived all the way to the age of
sixty-five just as the last class of an inner city high school was deemed
obsolete by the Archdiocese.
"S." had given up Spanish classes, and had become the disciplinarian, no doubt for job security, at
that Catholic High School. The You Tube saw him making the rounds and being
surprised by a group of former students cheering and applauding him as he
entered the school auditorium.
Of course, there were arguments that a school that had graduated
many successful men, it was an all boys school, had an alumni base willing to
subsidize the losses listed on the books of keeping a great institution going
for another year or two. That the
successful white alumni loved their Alma Mater and did not care that the
student body was not now one hundred percent, or even fifty percent, white as in olden days. That the Archdiocese’s
game plan looked to a future model of new Catholic High Schools to be built in
the rich white suburbs.
In any case, there was talk of a Jesuit high school to purchase the
property but in the end the Public School System forked over the cash to start
one of those so-called “Charter” High School things using the bones of existing
buildings as the base of a new education operation in the inner city.
Getting back to "S.", he had studied Spanish in Mexico in his junior
year in college. So besides the grammar of that language was a bag full of stories
of his experiences relating and interrelating to that foreign culture. In retrospect, it is strange how Americans
can be so ignorant of a culture right next door and over the next border.
The friend from childhood that had told me or wrote to me or maybe
just posted the You Tube on Facebook had been passing along some info. Much
appreciated. And another grade school chum had sought me out to become part of
that social network after another childhood friend had died. The dead classmate had in fact lived just two
doors down from me back then.
That the social network thing can keep old acquaintances alive in indirect contact and act in a manner that word of mouth, neighborhoods or hardcopy local newspapers had acted as in the recent past before the coming of this in some way mysterious new global culture thing.
That the social network thing can keep old acquaintances alive in indirect contact and act in a manner that word of mouth, neighborhoods or hardcopy local newspapers had acted as in the recent past before the coming of this in some way mysterious new global culture thing.
The story about a Spanish teacher, though perhaps long winded was an
intro to the another part of my story here and my reaction of sorts to an English teacher in high
school.
I had related the story of Father Ed in The Long Dark Corridor. I had touched upon some matters
perhaps delicate and now long gone of the sexual orientation of some of the
priests that taught in that high school. But I cannot let go of things
sometimes.
I also read recently of a retirement of an English teacher that went on to much higher things in the front office education bureaucracy of the archdiocese in the chancery downtown, sharing space with the hierarchy in that strange little office building, prefab, and hastily risen close to forty years ago.
“E.” was no doubt a very ambitious teacher. He no doubt was filled with many innovative
ideas to modernize education in my high school and beyond to other schools in
the archdiocese. Considering that I knew
him in his salad days. I did not like him from day one. His loud high pitched boisterous way
of talking and acting out the role of teacher as if on a stage and in a large
auditorium without a sound system, in retrospect, speaks to me of a self-taught
orator or one that did not adjust from the larger stage as in a college
debating club to that of a classroom with about forty students.
In a way I did not seek to be put into his showcase “honors” English
class. And from day one, he made it
clear that this was a showcase program and the whole world, meaning the
Principal’s office and the archdiocese was looking to see how this pilot
program would produce great students and great writing from the inner city
turds that populated this high school's hallways.
They did segregate all us white male students according to the
entrance test to the high school that we took in eighth grade into perhaps A, B,
C tiers. With tiers overlapping. And as
I think back I was at the bottom of “A” or more likely the top of “B”. That
people you sat next to in homeroom, you never saw again during the day except
maybe at lunchtime. You were grouped
according to your academic scores. Small bubbles within bubbles in an education
system, wheels within wheels.
I had done very well in freshman year in terms of test scores in the
English course. One of the strange things was that in this new elite English
class in sophomore year, I saw no familiar faces except one. And as I think
back, my freshman English class was something of hodge podge of kids of various
levels of achievement.
The teacher had been a Reverend Mister, a seminarian in his fifth year in seminary study who had just accomplished a four year degree and was being farmed out into the field for teaching experience in a religious order famed for its education status as a teaching order of priests and brothers.
The teacher had been a Reverend Mister, a seminarian in his fifth year in seminary study who had just accomplished a four year degree and was being farmed out into the field for teaching experience in a religious order famed for its education status as a teaching order of priests and brothers.
On a side note, at the end of my junior year in high school, I was
in the school band, marching on Memorial Day.
We stopped for a quick break and pit stop somewhere along the way. That Reverend Mister came up to me in
civilian clothes, tee shirt, shorts, and sneakers to say hi. I could not but help notice that he was with
a young lady. He had not been in the
school in my junior year. He briefly
explained that he was no longer in the seminary and wanted to know how I was
doing etc. No doubt his hetero ways made him decide on a change in career etc.
Never saw or heard of him again btw.
And speaking of the teacher base in a religious teaching facility, a high school run by the archdiocese, the religious still outnumbered the male lay teachers back then. The lay teachers for the most part were under 26 years of age. It was the age of Vietnam and the draft and they gave deferments to teachers. When they turned 27, most of them departed. Bolted in fact!
And speaking of the teacher base in a religious teaching facility, a high school run by the archdiocese, the religious still outnumbered the male lay teachers back then. The lay teachers for the most part were under 26 years of age. It was the age of Vietnam and the draft and they gave deferments to teachers. When they turned 27, most of them departed. Bolted in fact!
Two projects of that freshman English class stand out in my mind. One
was the reading of the English translation of The Iliad by Homer and the almost
chapter by chapter, blow by blow, bloody naked carcass by bloody naked carcass description
of the carnage of war of that piece of ancient literature in more like a history
lesson than an English class.
Second was a study of Mythology by Edith Hamilton. There had been a
twenty question test on the names of all the gods and goddesses and lower
categories of Mt. Olympus family members. I got a 100 on the test, being the
only one in class to do so. Many had got a 95 but for some reason, I had
memorized the secondary name of the moon goddess and I cannot remember now what
that name was but no doubt I did well in that freshman class to be sent on to
the honors English class in sophomore year.
Now here is where a lot of conflict happened for me. One, I did not
know of any honors class in freshman year. Nor had anybody asked if I wanted to
join such a club as it termed out to be.
In retrospect, I think that maybe my freshman year in high school
and the different path that led me to sophomore honors English was my freshman
schedule that I know was different that most of the others who ended up in
sophomore honors English. I think that
my Spanish class with “S.” had had me end up in a last minute put together
freshman class with the reverend mister, a miscellaneous overthrow class to put
people whose other courses such as language or math put them in schedule conflicts
elsewhere.
As such I was out of a social loop, and came into a sophomore class many of whom were already acquainted with each other in English in freshman year with schedules arraigned around French and German classes. I only knew one guy from freshman English in that sophomore class and he ironically was someone who had my exact duplicate schedule that first year. He was also someone out sick a great deal of the time, so I never really got to know him very well.
As such I was out of a social loop, and came into a sophomore class many of whom were already acquainted with each other in English in freshman year with schedules arraigned around French and German classes. I only knew one guy from freshman English in that sophomore class and he ironically was someone who had my exact duplicate schedule that first year. He was also someone out sick a great deal of the time, so I never really got to know him very well.
This is where another unpleasant memory pops into mind. Eighth grade
and the elitist nun, with her nose raised in the air because she had been
assigned to some poor Irish parish in the inner city, she went into such a
stink when I submitted my desired optional courses on a piece of paper
submitted to the high school. “Spanish”!
It’s a mongrel language! You won’t be able to get into a decent college with Spanish
on your high school record! You need French or German to get into college etc.
I had in fact took the course because my order sister had taken
Spanish and I was hoping for some home tutoring regarding that course on
language.
Anyway, day one of sophomore honors English and the speech about us
being the crème de la crème, the pilot program that was going to breakout of
all expectations. There was also going to be a college style course load of a
book a week to be read, analyzed and tested on and of course only the best
writing possible was to be sought for as a targeted goal. Under no circumstance was anyone ever going
to get the coveted A+++ on any assigned essay etc.
Well, the fawning of the troops over this new messiah like teacher
started from day one. And the many of them who talked so highly of “E.” outside
of class. Many in his regular English
classes had more than enough to say about the crazy sophomore English teacher who no doubt gave the same or similar workloads to them.
I in retrospect have read some points of people not happy with “E.”, in recent years on the Internet, in this academic rule in later years in the Archdiocese head office, and these
points seem to confirm to me that unless
you joined his cult of adoration of his ideas and his vision regarding
education, your careers in education were on shaky ground. Enough said about
that because what I have seen on the Internet no doubt only represents a small
margin view of the abilities and or accomplishments of this person.
I do remember in Senior Year, many of his prized Sophomore English
honor students were in charge of putting together the Senior Yearbook that
there were something like thirteen picture of “E.” from still adoring students
from his personal and or English honors cult.
I am not a joiner. Perhaps I
am loner. Just a few weeks into “E’s”
sophomore class we had to write an essay on “The Sounds of Silence” and we were
supposed to be creative because there were no guidelines besides the title of
the essay.
Well, I can remember getting into this essay for some reason. I got very abstract and perhaps even
spiritual. I can only remember the inspiration of a quiet moment in an early
morning hour one summer’s day that I happened to be up just before dawn and how
beautiful and magical the silence and lack of the presence of any automobiles
or trucks in an otherwise very crowded
and busy street intersection near where I lived, before the days of the nearby
Interstate that became the present main artery of all that north south city traffic.
“E” hands out the essays with marks on them to most. He holds back a few of the essays and begins
to read them and praise them and criticize them as he went along. He then
handed them back one by one to the authors. He continued to read. Then one
begins to see the marks on the papers A+++ and one realizes that he does hand
out A+++ marks and I was so filled with an internal glee that I had made the
cut. I was going to get a A+++ and he was going to read it out loud in
class. Such an honor.
My paper seemed to be on the bottom of his pile. Was he saving the
best for last? I would never know.
The bell rang. Class was over. He handed my paper to me without comment
and it did in fact have the A+++ rating but nobody in the class would hear my
words aloud from the performing orator on the stage of the class. My heart sank in total disappointment. Did he leave the best for last? Did time run
out unnoticed to him? Or did he time it all by eyeing the clock. I can be so paranoid sometimes.
But I got the A+++. Been
there. Done that. Time to move on. Etc.
I decided then and there. I
would drop his course. So much of what he had fed this class so far was his own
personal bullshit full of his ambitious plan to one day run the school system
downtown which he in fact did one day. I
have since read many things about cults and brainwashing and such and “E.” would
have made a great Jim Jones in the secular world etc. IMHO.
I also as I have written this blog for many years have to wonder how
ambitious church lady types with penises, how they rise to the top of their professions being perhaps tops and not giving a shit about who gets ground into
sausage along the way, especially children.
I also have to wonder how “E.”
built his great education system as the archdiocese, one by one, shut down
their inner city schools and high schools.
That glory sometimes is a story, a press release, as the world and or
institution dies from attrition.
Will the last person in the Archdiocese Education Office at “222”
kindly turn off the lights as they leave the building forever.
I also have to wonder how many times how the elites of the Education
Department rubbed elbows with the Elites of the hierarchy at board meetings or
gatherings over cocktails and how polite church talk and education talk never
got mixed with the very real talk of child abuse and criminal cover up emanating
from the Cardinal’s penthouse office suite on the top floor above?
So it goes.
.
.
Sunday, February 17, 2013
Holy Spirit(?) Moves College of Cardinals to Rush into Papal Election to make way for Easter Week Sales at the Vatican Gift Shop for the Tourists.
Crowds are important in the Vatican business.
Having people standing
around St. Peter’s Square waiting for a pope to be elected is not good for
business.
Especially for Easter Week Sales of Christ and New Pope chotskis. Of
course they might have dolls and stuffed animals with an image of the new Pope
ready for the Easter Tourist rush. More than likely there will be a fire sale
of Benedict baubles from warehouses full of such outdated stuff now that
Benedict’s retirement interferes with future marketing sales of such.
There was an estimated loss of $2 million dollars when from January
first until last week, the Vatican ATMs could only dispense cash and not accept
Credit Card or Debit Card purchases by tourists.
No doubt the EU Bank Regulators were sending a message to the
Vatican State to follow the standard laws and ethics of secular banking.
One strange phenomenon. A German has been named new Head of the
I.O.R. or Vatican Bank, no doubt Germany and the EU wanting a foothold inside
the Vatican Bank.
Compromise on that I
think in that I hear the new German bank guy is a Knight of Malta etc. LOL
Who is going to be the new pope? I hear the Vatican Gift Shop is stocking
up on Cheese Hats. Oy vey!
Why are Cuban American Senators Marco Rubio and Ted Cruz Ashamed of their Mothers’ Names?
Senator Marco Rubio -Garcia of Florida and Senator Rafael Edward
“Ted” Cruz -Darragh call themselves Hispanic and or Cubano and they appear to hate
their mommas.
Marco has problems with speaking in public a lot like Richard Nixon.
He is some sort of savior for the Republicans. Nixon used to sweat like a pig on the way to slaughter when he used to
speak. Rubio-Garcia goes all dry in the
mouth when he gives a speech. He still
is shamed of his momma.
Ted Cruz prances around the Senate with a Canadian kind of walk and
talk. He was born there. So maybe he dropped his momma’s name up there in Polar
Bear Country. His rhetoric reminds me of
Joe McCarthy. I am like young enough to
remember people having a fresh memory of that confused closeted tortured soul.
A lot of really really homophobes in the GOP. Not to say that they are all
closeted gays. Cruz-Darragh still is ashamed of his momma’s last name.
There is a lot of dumbed down American stuff about the Hispanic
culture where the media gets confused about the Mother Suffix Name system in
the general Hispanic Culture.
Of course, things might be different in Cuba. But a simple reading even of Wikipedia would
see that Fidel Castro-Ruz is not ashamed of his momma. Or her name.
Which makes me wonder when you get government handouts, affirmative action, CIA scholarships to go in
one generation, according to each of their phonied up Anglicized Hispanic bios,
from picking beans, washing dishes, to having college and law degrees from
Florida or Harvard. Yeah right.
We all know that the Cuban American Community in Miami is ready to
condo-ize Cuba once Fidel Passes. It is possible we see in Marco and Ted, two future stooges, Scott Walker types, being
groomed for the very important token role for the CIA, as the First Governor of
the Fifty First State of Cuba? LOL
No doubt the Far Right feels comfortable with their token “Hispanic”
lap dogs in the form of Cuban American and Canadian Cuban Americans Marco Rubio-XXXXXX of Florida and “Ted” Cruz-XXXXXXX of Texas.
Has anybody inside the liberal eastern media climbed down from their
corporate towers and asked the average real Hispanic in the Street what they
think of the token GOP Anglicized “Hispanics” on the conflicted GOP gameplan spreadsheet
for winning future elections with real people or GOP cardboard cut-outs in America. LMAO
Labels:
Cuba,
Cuban Americans,
Fidel Castro Ruz,
florida,
GOP,
Hispanic,
Hispanic Culture,
Marco Rubio,
Marco Rubio Garcia,
Respect of Mother,
Senator,
Ted Cruz,
Ted Cruz Darragh,
Texas,
Token Hispanic
Saturday, February 16, 2013
The Secret of Fatima - The End of the Papacy?
I remember this thing from first grade in 1958 and it was related to
the apparition of Mary at Fatima. The thing of course was the secret letter
containing prophecy and to be opened in 1960. Suspense, mystery and
absoluteness were hallmarks of this then urban legend.
The legend no doubt twittered out from the convent of Lucia who
wrote down these memories twenty five years after their happening. Twenty five
years can change a bit of context or connotation. The four gospels were in
general consensus written forty to sixty years after the death of Jesus. Of
course Sister Lucia’s memory and voice were of one person and not many.
I have read this so-called third letter and released from the
Vatican that got spun in different ways. Before I comment, here is the text of
that so-called third “secret” prophecy:
"I write in obedience to you, my God, who command me to do so through his Excellency the Bishop of Leiria and through your Most Holy Mother and mine.
"After the two parts which I have already explained, at the left of Our Lady and a little above, we saw an Angel with a flaming sword in his left hand; flashing, it gave out flames that looked as though they would set the world on fire; but they died out in contact with the splendor that Our Lady radiated towards him from her right hand: pointing to the earth with his right hand, the Angel cried out in a loud voice: 'Penance, Penance, Penance!'. And we saw in an immense light that is God: 'something similar to how people appear in a mirror when they pass in front of it' a Bishop dressed in White 'we had the impression that it was the Holy Father'. Other Bishops, Priests, men and women Religious going up a steep mountain, at the top of which there was a big Cross of rough-hewn trunks as of a cork-tree with the bark; before reaching there the Holy Father passed through a big city half in ruins and half trembling with halting step, afflicted with pain and sorrow, he prayed for the souls of the corpses he met on his way; having reached the top of the mountain, on his knees at the foot of the big Cross he was killed by a group of soldiers who fired bullets and arrows at him, and in the same way there died one after another the other Bishops, Priests, men and women Religious, and various lay people different ranks and positions. Beneath the two arms of the Cross there were two Angels each with a crystal aspersorium in his hand, in which they gathered up the blood of the Martyrs and with it sprinkled the souls that were making their way to God."
No doubt Pius XII read this letter in private. He may have shit
himself if he read it in early 1944 with the Nazi army camped outside the gates
of the Vatican. He probably put it away to 1960 as recommended by Sister Lucia
when it was supposed to be clearer in its meaning.
John XXIII became pope in 1958 and called for a Council within three
months of his taking office, in early 1959. I think he read that “secret”
letter and it may have helped in his decision to call a Council.
The difficult part of any “prophecy” is in who interprets and or who
understands the prophecy.
Cardinal Ratzinger, as head of the Congregation of the Doctrine of
Faith, is one of a handful of people, mostly popes, who had access and read
this message of Mary in Fatima before its official release in 2000.
The fringe conspiracy types put a blanket of doubt over the full
disclosure by Ratzinger and or the Vatican in that this is a vision interpreted
by Lucia and there are no words and or message in this third part of a whole
message package.
John Paul the Great, superstar of the Vatican, took this vision to
mean that he was the Bishop in White and that instead of being killed, he was
saved from death by the divine intervention of Our Lady of Fatima. He was shot
in 1981 in St. Peter’s Square and survived on the feast of that Lady of Fatima.
Indeed, the big “M” on his coat of arms stood for Mary. He felt that his
survival after Fatima Day was more than a coincidence but divine. He was
strongly into the Mary cult wing of the RC church which has a tendency to be
medieval or “traditional” on its religious perception of the church’s mission.
John Paul II takes the prophecy or vision of Sister Lucia literally.
As a playboy superstar who was privately criticized for spending more time on
planning with worldwide rockstar tours than spending time on the nitty gritty
of politics and bureaucracy at the Vatican, John Paul thought it was “all about
me” in the opinion of some who worked with him.
The one man who Pope Rockstar could always turn to in the nitty
gritty bureaucrat role was Joseph Ratzinger, the present pope. Appointed as
head of the Congregation of the Doctrine of the Faith – formerly known was the
Holy Office of the Inquisition - in 1981, Ratzinger was the hard nosed
bureaucrat you came up against if you did not follow the party line in your
role of layman, nun, priest or bishop.
Joe was John Paul’s bad cop in the good cop/bad cop routine of John
Paul raking in the glory and PR success. Now in retrospect, perhaps the
historic case or label might be good pope/bad pope in the scheme of things.
This past duty roster and his twenty
four year methodology of being a power behind the throne until he himself is
now in the superstar spotlight (a hard to follow act of that of JPII) perhaps
first and foremost this past is the greatest obstacle to Benedict XVI’s public
interface and the public’s perception of him as Bishop of Rome. That and
Benedict’s perhaps personal and private thought that anybody can be a rockstar.
Yeah right.
John Paul II had the same medieval, backward looking, not friendly
user attitude toward the laity that Benedict XVI is now being trashed for. John
Paul II could get away with it. John Paul II, if you read current history
books, single handedly brought down the evil Soviet Empire. The west, masters
of the liberal media, and pro-western, anti-Soviet propaganda, makes John Paul
some sort of Nietzsche religious superman if such a combination could possibly
occur.
In fact, I think that in fifty years, I believe that historians if
they are able to be honest will paint the source of the present crumbling
western culture on three people. They will be Ronald Reagan, Margaret Thatcher
and John Paul II. Not a true axis of evil so to speak but maybe a goofy “Gang
of Three” who set the western civilization down a wrong road toward Global
fascism and away from human liberation and freedom – a secular real time
salvation.
Right now my personal advice to Benedict XVI is to stop trying to be
a rockstar. Tear down the Rockstar Audience Theatre and go back to being a Pope
in a photograph on the wall or a holy card in the missal of all good and
faithful Catholics. Keep your mouth shut or at least have twenty bureaucrats
review your remarks before releasing them to the public
Getting back to Sister’s Lucia’s prophecy/vision – John XXIII
understood the meaning of the letter of Fatima all too well. Pope John
understood the vision on a symbolic level while John Paul took it on a literal
level.
On a symbolic level, if the White Bishop is the all too powerful
head of a Catholics only Church, then the organization will die if the Papacy
dies or is prevented from acting in an actual political or religious sense. The
death of the RC church drags her sister churches down as well with her. The
whole world becomes a truly darker place then. This is not unlike the so-called
prophecy of the now defunct sister churches in Asia Minor in the Book of
Revelation – a book, as prophecy, that I personally do not subscribe to.
The pope and or the Vatican is not the Church. The Church is not
buildings – it is people – it is the People of God.
Fifty years from now I can picture not a dead Christian Church but a
living, thriving, growing institution on all continents and being the Anglican,
Lutheran, Roman, Orthodox Church for want of a better term for a United
Christianity that I think is the Great (unrecognized) Legacy of John XXIII and
the Second Vatican Council.
.
Is This Why Benedict XVI Had to Resign? The Looting of An Old Lady, Gabrielle Mee of her $60 Million Dollars by the Legion of Christ and Ratzinger Standing By and Doing Nothing?
![]() |
| Marcial Maciel-Degollado - Pedophile King (of the Vatican) |
This below is a dump of thousands of documents, depositions etc. with the highest levels of the Grifter Marcial Maciel –Degollado's organization, the
Vatican Approved Pedophile King’s organization The Legion of Christ, and contacts of a man and an
organization that were untouchable because of the millions in bribes he laid on
the boys at the Vatican for decades and decades.
Somewhere
in there is no doubt an audit trail of Ratzinger and Sodano and Wojtyla all
greasing their own palms and careers and agendas and ignoring the child rape
culture of great men like Marcial Maciel who called the $hot$ in the Vatican.
When Gabrielle D. Mee, a wealthy Rhode Island widow, left her $60 million fortune to a powerful Catholic order called the Legion of Christ in 2008, revelations had already begun to surface that its charismatic founder, the Rev. Marcial Maciel Degollado, had molested under-age seminarians and fathered several children.
But a niece of Mrs. Mee, Mary Lou Dauray, came to believe that her aunt must have been kept in the dark about Father Maciel’s misdeeds, so that her fortune would go to the order. On Friday, thousands of pages of documents in a 2009 lawsuit that Mrs. Dauray filed were released to the public, shedding additional light on how the Legion managed information about its founder and came to control Mrs. Mee’s money.
The documents had been sealed by the court, but several news organizations, including The New York Times, sued to have them released. A Rhode Island judge ruled on Thursday that there was no reason they should not be made public. They had not been fully reviewed by The Times by Friday night.
They include depositions given by top leaders of the Legion, including the Rev. Luis Garza, the current head of the Legion’s North American operations.
Widowed in 1985, Mrs. Mee pledged her life to the order at age 80, and she promised that she would eventually release her assets to the organization. The papers explain how the order came to control most aspects of her life and include a deposition, given for another lawsuit, in which she explained how happy she was living with the order.
Mrs. Dauray’s lawsuit was dismissed by a Rhode Island Superior Court judge last year, after he ruled that she lacked the legal standing to dispute the terms of her aunt’s will. Bernard A. Jackvony, Mrs. Dauray’s lawyer, said on Friday that he was filing an appeal.
“She was a very believing and trusting woman,” said Mrs. Dauray, 72, who lives in California. She said she wanted her aunt’s fortune to go to other Catholic charities. “I know that she wouldn’t have given this money if she had known about the founder,” she said.
.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)

.jpg)


.jpg)









