Friday, July 12, 2013

Pro-abortionists in Texas run amok

How dare ANYONE try to limit acreage of their killing fields!

Wendy Davis and her fellow rabid abortionists claim they're fighting for women's rights.  But what about the littlest of girls?  Do they not get the chance to become women?

Wednesday, July 10, 2013

President Obama sends well wishes to Muslims

Our marginally documented President sends well wishes for Ramadan.  I'll certainly be glad when we ( if we ? ) ever return to having a President who doesn't send warm hugs to America's enemies...

Wednesday, May 8, 2013

Nuns under greater suspicion now

What with this report of fake nuns getting busted down in Columbia for trying to smuggle cocaine, look for heightened alert everywhere:

Here's the story on the fake nuns corralled down in South America:
http://www.cnn.com/2013/05/08/world/americas/colombia-nuns-arrest/index.html

Tuesday, April 30, 2013

Dissident's "Springtime" become "Winter of Discontent"

Pat Archbold has a great article on the Era of Dissidence being just about over.  He's a little more optimistic about it than I am.  I do believe that the "Springtime of Vatican II" is thankfully turning into the "Winter of Dissident Discontent", but I have doubts about whether I (at 49) will live long enough to really see it finally die it's much deserved death.

And of course I'm speaking of the Church here in America.  The USCCB has been strong in fighting back against the Obama administration, but at the parish level, there's a longer fight to fight.  We still have some parishes that are in de-facto schism, and even in some of the stronger parishes, the seeds of revolt are still there.  The Universities are overrun with dissent, as are many grade and high schools (like the one in NY(?) where the Jesuit superior thought it okay for a guy to bring a boyfriend to a Prom). 

The dissenters have wormed their way into all levels of the Church; it's going to take a spiritual Orkin man to run them all out, and I think it's going to be a long process.


Pat's column is here: http://www.ncregister.com/blog/pat-archbold/the-era-of-dissidence-in-nearly-over

Saturday, April 27, 2013

New Pro Life t-shirt!

Here's the latest addition to my Better In Latin shop:
www.cafepress.com/betterinlatin

Tuesday, April 23, 2013

Are Liberals angry about the Boston Marathon bombing?

You bet they are!

Just think - if Romney had been elected, they would have been able to hang the whole thing on him!

But, as luck (bad luck in the liberal's case) would have it, we have yet another example of Islam-driven death & destruction. 

So yes, they're mad all right - just not for the reasons the rest of us are!

Thursday, April 4, 2013

Sr. Chittister's Still Waiting...

Ho-hum... the usual agitators against the Church are yet again going to get their hopes dashed on the jagged rocks of reality with regards to the Church throwing out her teachings.

Sr. Chittister's latest is a lament about waiting for this "change", which led to a re-fashioning of an old cartoon.

Linus is going to meet the Great Pumpkin before the Church-Haters get their way...

http://ncronline.org/blogs/where-i-stand/who-are-people-who-were-waiting-pope-francis



 

Tuesday, March 26, 2013

It's Holy Week -

Remember class, it's "Holy Week", not "Holey Week", although in this age of public education we should understand that not everyone gets that right...

Friday, March 8, 2013

King for a Day

God Bless Sr. Myra
or, How a Religious Sister made one boy feel like a King for a Day

The Gospels tell us that we should feed the hungry. Back in 1977, one religious sister did just that, not realizing at the time that she was creating a man’s fondest memory of his childhood. In 1977, I was in the 7th grade at St. John the Evangelist grade school in the suburbs of Washington D.C. One of my greatest accomplishments during the 6th – 8th grades there was being named “the funniest” in our class. This was carrying on a tradition – my sense of humor was learned from my father, who was named “Class Clown” in 1958 at Mackin High School in D.C.

I lived (endured?) a sentence of 10 years with the proverbial “wicked stepmother” from the ages of 3 until I was 13, when she and my father divorced. The backstory there is that my mother passed away a month after I was born due to mistakes made during my birth. My upbringing was certainly nothing to warrant going on Dr. Phil, but I believe my stepmother hated my father and projected that down to me. As with many kids, I think we just believe “that’s the way it is”, not realizing that maybe we should tell someone. My father was unaware of the abuse, except for one time when he walked in and stopped her from whipping me in the face and head with a belt because I’d eaten a box of raisins. Even then, while I never had a doubt that my father loved me, I couldn’t tell him that this kind of stuff happened with regularity while he was gone.

My father took us to mass every Sunday, but the Faith wasn’t something overt in our house. We went to CCD, had first communion, and all that good stuff. Going to St. John’s from 6th to 8th grades also gave me the opportunity to be an altar boy. It was during that time period that I found peace in an empty church; most of the lights are out, the candles are flickering, and you’re alone with Christ and His Mother. Primarily for me, the comfort was being in front of Mary. Here, in this church, was the woman in my life who wouldn’t hit me, swing me around by my hair, or choke me on the kitchen floor for drawing cartoons on my school paper. Here was a woman who loved me and cared for me. Not having that in my daily life probably drew me closer to her than I might have otherwise been.

The religious sisters at St. John’s were all good, no-nonsense sisters who I’m sure were driven to their wits end dealing with my stand-up routines. For 7th grade, I had Sr. Myra. She was a good and faithful woman who did her best with her rag-tag group of clowns, morons, and goofballs that the Good Lord assigned to her that year. She didn’t tolerate too much fooling around, and God bless her, when she had her fill of foolishness, she’d give you a look that would make a train derail.

One cold winter day, I’d forgotten my lunch money and was sitting in the lunchroom with the class, probably working on one of my routines, when she spotted me. She asked why I had no lunch, and I let her know that I’d forgotten my money. She motioned with her finger and said “Come with me”.

I followed her over to the convent (it was the late 70’s but there were plenty of sisters there). She sat me in the kitchen and fixed me a hot dog with corn relish, and afterwards cut me a sinfully large piece of chocolate cake. I ate that lunch, surrounded by 5 or 6 sisters and truly felt like the King of the World. In that moment, which I’m sure was nothing for her, I felt absolutely surrounded by the love of those women. They modeled for me how a mother makes her child feel special. To me, it was how the Blessed Mother would make me feel if she took care of me. Sr. Myra did the work of Christ there; she fed the hungry. But she did more than that – she changed the way I see Sisters for all time. I smile whenever I see them, and always think back to that time.

The postscript to this is that in 2001, I tracked her down with the help of the internet. She was still teaching, but at another school in the D.C. area. I wrote her a letter telling her what that small gesture meant to me. She wrote back to me, and said that while she didn’t remember it, it brought tears to her eyes to consider how if affected me, even after all these years.

One never knows how sometimes even the smallest gesture of kindness and decency can have an impact far out of proportion to the effort put into the gesture itself. God bless all of those Sisters that dedicated their lives to educate and guide us, and sometimes along the way, model God’s love for us without even trying.

The Media cover the Conclave

Monday, January 21, 2013

Obama's Amerika

Obama says we need "collective action". Is there any place or institution left in America (save a few families) who teach "self sufficiency" anymore? The government's official position is that we "need" assistance. Of course the goverment school systems teach the same thing - what with "team tests" and "team projects", nobody is taught that they CAN do things on their own.