Easter Sunday 2019
Many Catholics believe this is a sign. A representation of Christ’s suffering on the Cross. And with that, inevitably, a resurrection of life, and of faith in life. In an age where programmed death of unwanted persons such as the unborn, the newly born, the aged, those who still adhere to the moral codes, religious and secular, of the past two thousand years, has become the essential principle of progressive anti-white, anti-Christian politics, this image of the transept engulfed in blood-red flames comes as a riveting reminder that there is meaning everywhere, even where death, destruction and annihilation appear to have the upper hand.
Fire both destroys and cleanses.
Most people have now forgotten the sight of an iron cross emerging from the rubble of Ground Zero. We took it then to be a “sign” of something. But we had to endure sixteen years of blunders and willful cultural ethnocide from the stubbornly incompetent Bush and the gleefully revengeful Obama. What then did that cross mean? We can only hope that eventually, long after we’re gone, a righteous desire to rebuild and restore will inflame the hearts of Americans and that the country will once again thrive - not just economically, but spiritually, aesthetically, and culturally.
France had one of the most seductive, addictive, and stimulating cultures in Europe. An agricultural and culinary heaven, a center of art, music, opera, poetry, literature, and ideas (good ones and bad ones!), it seemed eternal. The eldest daughter of the Church had to be eternal.
But we learn nothing on earth is eternal. At first the changes were “cosmetic”, imported from America: neon lights, expressways, crap-music piped in everywhere, infiltration of the French language by English words having no clear reason for being there since French has the means to express everything worth expressing. Then it became patently clear that something else was going on. The population was changing. Newcomers from North Africa, sub-Saharan Africa, Pakistan, Afghanistan, made life miserable for everyone. In so many ways. Educational standards plummeted; dress codes encouraged slovenliness, tattoos, pierced noses, black nail polish for girls who want to be vampires; crime became endemic: gang rapes, beatings of the elderly, and eventually beheadings, and bodily tortures of indescribable barbarity, became regular occurrences. The successive governments did nothing except appease the killers, mostly Muslims, because the governments were terrified and at the same time beholden to the European Union, a latter-day KGB writ large, that dictated the opening of all borders to allow in the barbarians, and simultaneously, the agenda to turn Europe into an Islamic empire. In this way, they would annihilate Christianity, confront the United States, and make billions on the backs of the former Europeans, now slaves, who would do the work.
The most beautiful of civilizations became the ugliest. The most seductive of life-styles turned into the most repugnant. The new god was political correctness, a term imported from America, where the taboo on freedom of speech began. It began HERE, in the classrooms, on the campuses and in the media, in the land of freedom of speech, the land of the First Amendment. All the while claiming to be individualistic and superior to Americans, the French have slavishly imitated the worst - the absolute worst - of American culture.
Let’s hope and pray that the better side of the French nature, the robust, Gallic, self-confident, human side of French culture, the rational, Catholic side of the French mentality will somehow rise from these embers and turn against the adversaries of France, in an apocalyptic battle that must not be dubious, but clearly oriented toward redemption and salvation of what was once so obviously eternal. An uneven battle of David and Goliath, for the good are few in number and the corrupt pullulate.