Enough!
In my native New Jersey that sentence would read as follows:
James F-ing Martin? /Da Fuk Outta Here/.
The subject and predicate are understood.
You have by now, no doubt, seen the fabulous pictures and accompanying tweets by the Jesuit fruitcake (but I repeat myself).
I’ve had enough.
That’s it.
I’ve had enough.
I’m as mad as hell and I’m not going to take it anymore.
Let me walk you through my life a little bit.
Richard Galdon? Ever hear of him? Priest of the Archdiocese of Newark from the 1960’s on. In 1986 he was arrested for molesting many members of the Boy Scout troop he oversaw and the altar boys. He heard my first confession when I was in second grade. Felt banners flew gently from the stone pillars as Dick said the Mass where I received my First Holy Communion. I didn’t know what he had done. It came out a few months later. Blessed Mother protected me. I don’t do “scouting”. Didn’t back then. I hate mocking the homeless so camping is not my thing. Didn’t serve Mass because I just wasn’t interested. Also, I think my parents suspected Dick was a creep. I’ll never forget our pastor making that announcement from the pulpit one Sunday morning and everyone thinking in shock that this was a one-off. My mom and dad sat us kids down after Mass and told us all about what had been told to us that morning. They were blunt. They were direct. And they made sure we knew in no uncertain terms that, priest or no, if we ever found ourselves in that situation we were to fight back and tell them and the police right away. Screw the chancery.
Ted McCarrick. Remember him? Years later he accepted me into his seminary. Didn’t take long to figure out it was a hotbed of homosex. Didn’t take much longer still to get kicked out for refusing to play the game.
I could go on. But you get the point. They were faggots. And I’m sick of their stranglehold on my Church.
Robert Prevost… Hmm…
Ann Barnhardt has publicly called him Antipope Prevost and you know what, I think I’m there. Ann’s a great lady and has done so much work to expose this rot. Ignore her at your peril. And, as she mentioned in her last podcast, no less a luminary than Cardinal Burke himself told her personally that we’re not in schism who doubt the validity of one man’s papacy. Thank you for that. Too bad the good Cardinal hasn’t done anything about it.
Today we see Martin the Queer posed up nicely with Prevost in the Vatican.
It’s so special! He’s going to continue the work of the previous antipope and “minister” to the sodomites! Lovely.
You know what I think?
When I walk down the street, if I see a man resembling anything close to Martin’s sachet, I cross the street. I don’t want to be near those demons and I sure as hell don’t want my kids near them either.
But Prevost poses with him. He allows him to publicize the message that he’ll continue journeying with him. Now imagine him posing with McCarrick, or Galdon, or Maciel, or Weakland. Take your pick.
There you have it.
Kind of says a it all.
Our Lady of Good Success, pray for us!
Harvey is a great writer and resource. I check out his site every day and concur with pretty much everything he posts and especially this topic.
I’m with ya, Harvey!