The musings and meandering thoughts of a crotchety old man as he observes life in the world and in a small, rural town in South East Nebraska. My Pledge-Nulla dies sine linea-Not a day with out a line.
30 August 2018
The Summer of 1989 is Here Again
Mundabor comparing the Summer of '89 and the fall of the Reds in East Germany to the disastrous Pontificate we are afflicted with. As he advises, if Francis doesnt abdicate, keep up the pressure!
I admit that I have forgotten my crystal ball home today; however, what is happening reminds me a lot of the Summer of 1989 in, say, the German Democratic Republic.
Old, discredited member of the Communist hierarchy went on condemning the hysterics of the unwashed peasants, and seeing conspiracies everywhere. Meanwhile, it was clear that the problem was out, and it was not possible to make it disappear.
The Evil Clown and his Evil Minions are behaving in the same way now. Stupid, inordinate attacks against Archbishop Vigano’ have only consolidated his prestige and reputation, and those bishops and Cardinals now rallying around Pope Francis The Heretic are clearly desperately trying to save themselves, as they know that their career – in some cases, their very habit – is now in danger.
This will not go away, and it is somewhere between stupid and retarded (which is: in the region of Francis’ IQ) to think that the end of summer will bring this away with some new event or controversy.
Even if the entire leftist press were to let this fall – and I doubt it very much, as for many of them anticlericalism is not a strategic choice, but a reflex – the conservative press and the almost entire Catholic blogdom would keep pounding on this like there is no tomorrow. Breitbart alone is enough to keep this going forever and believe me, they are not going to give Francis any respite for as long as he is Pope.
Yes, this reminds me of the Summer of 1989 as the dynamic in play is the same; but it is impossible to predict the outcome, and I for myself think it improbable that Francis will be persuaded to abdicate.
What we must work towards is the incineration, the thermonuclear destruction of this disgraceful Pontificate; doing, in this way, all we can to encourage the Cardinals to give us one in the mould of Vigano’ (or as much as one can be found) as our next Pontiff when the time comes. How ironic, by the way, that the Evil Clown was said to have been chosen to fight against corruption in the Vatican!
God works in mysterious ways. Things are happening now that would not have been realistically imagined six months ago.
We are already on the winning side. But the fight must be fought nevertheless.
Let us nuke this Pontificate and have it remembered in infamy in one thousand years.
If Francis does not resign, show him what fun it is for him to stay.