The Paris Olympics: Caligula Redux
The tragedy was not the outrageous blasphemy. It was the absence of howling outrage.
The tragedy was not the outrageous blasphemy. It was the absence of howling outrage.
A perfect metaphor for the classical priest is Hercules. Sadly, the Modern priest happily sees himself as Shirley Temple, steering not the mighty Barque of Peter but the Good Ship Lollipop.
Echoes of the Holy Trinity ring out in the hearts of fathers. Failing to appreciate this leaves them prey to the cultural vandals.
In the Most Holy Eucharist, we meet Christ physically. This astonishing mystery causes us to fall to our knees, or should, unless we have suffered a fatal breach of faith.
Why is Our Savior so frightful about those seeking “signs and wonders”’? For these are the demands of those men who seek the compensations of this world rather than the rewards of the next.
Secularism tries to turn this world into a atheistic heaven. Our only defense against this lie is the Ascended Christ.
A New Idea of Lent has invaded the entire Church. A gauzy altruism has taken the place of a rigorous program of penance and prayer.
Our Faith is about swords, not hand-holding. Those swords are first directed at our sins, and then directed at the evils in the world and in our Church.
What is absent in enthusiasm is a humility before the example of the saints, who never prayed with external display or manic delirium but always with a calm and chastened manner.
The traditional Latin Mass held at the U.S. Capitol last week was a Jericho-Walls-crumbling moment.
Last year’s Synod on Synodality was a moment of Magical Thinking, bearing no resemblance to historic Christianity.
For all of its fearfulness, the Church never cheated her children of death’s sublime, albeit mournful, reality.
Not only do nations have the right to enact laws that limit immigration but also nations have as their principal obligation to first assure the common welfare of its own citizens.
“Cheery religion” can’t produce Edith Steins. Only the Old Faith can do that. The Old Faith, unafraid of the Cross.
You see, Jesus does not love us just the way we are. He pities the way we are.
By strongly condemning the growing anti-Catholicism around us, Archbishop Cordileone also rebukes the tepid response of many Catholic leaders and ordinary Catholics to this evil.
Because dissemblers like the Paulist Fathers have been busy at their work, most Catholics today have only the leanest idea of what being a Catholic means.
Easter is the unleashing of the Revolution of the Cross. It should be unsettling, like an earthquake. Wondrous, as the explosion of galaxies. Penetrating, as the sound of a thousand marching armies.
Our Lord does not see rich or poor, privileged or unfortunate, low class or high. He sees only fallen men and women whom He loves.
It must seem to the decent Catholics attached to the Traditional Mass that a kind of Berlin Wall is closing in upon them.