Well that was a lot of fun. Spirited Easter Masses followed by the roast beef of Old Texas, Yorkshire pudding, carrots, roast potatoes, outrageously heavy English silver, Gerrards thank you very much, and general mahogany pounding all 'round. Great result, Christ has risen.
Then today. Wake up, amble downstairs and survey the kitchen. Marvel at the fact of its cleanliness. Yes, we cleared up after last night's celebration, make strong coffee and head out onto the back porch. Check the news on your phone and... lo and behold, the Pope's dead.
Well he was 88, to be fair, he also hated the Latin Mass and loved mass immigration into the West. I love the Latin Mass and hate mass immigration into the West, so we disagreed on that. But I won't bang on, may he rest in peace, even if he was a behind-the-times Vatican II empty the pew com/symp Liberation Theology Jesuit.
Who knows, maybe Ignatius Loyola will give him a stern talking to. And who knows who will succeed him? I don't and don't pretend to, though perhaps you do. Feel free to weigh in, no rule. In the meanwhile, leftover beef is being transformed into a beef and mushroom pie. Stand by for updates on this exciting culinary adventure.
Your Old Friend,
LSP
7 comments:
Sounds like you had an absolutely lovely Easter feast.
It's always a wonderful feeling when the meal is done, leftovers are stored, garbage is taken out, dishes washed and racked, and peace settles in the homestead. Especially if you are one who likes leftovers and you have leftovers left to snack and munch and gnaw your way through the next few days.
As to Francis the talking Pope, well, are you sure he ended up in the same place as Ignatius Loyola?
Highlight of Francis' reign of socialism was him bringing in South American fertility idols into a church and the Roman people absconding with said idols and tossing them in the local canals. His tenure in a nutshell.
Veep Vance met with The Pope shortly before his demise. Not promoting any correlation/causation, I'm just sayin'.
Inasmuch as I'm a Heathern Protestant, I shouldn't be commenting about the going's on of the Catholic Church. Plenty enough problems on my side of the fence for sure so I shouldn't be throwing stones inside my own darkly tinted glass house. But I couldn't help but wonder at times whilst standing outside the tent looking in, if the identification of Harvard as the location of Satan's Vatican was perhaps at times geographically unsound under this gentleman's tenure.
Having said that, I pray the man is resting safely in the loving arms of our Lord and Saviour Jesus Christ this morning, hence eternity. Hell need not be so crowded as some might wish it.
I am not as sanguine about the current disposition of PF's soul as I was about his immediate predecessors for the reasons you stated LSP. It is still remarkable that he never returned to Argentina after his papal installation.
That being said, I'm encouraging the family in a novena to Saint Catherine of Sienna, asking for a "better Pope than we deserve" as Father Z put it.
Such a disaster, Beans.
Ha, Wild, Harvard. Why is the taxpayer paying those Bolshevik charlatans a single dime.
Ha, Wild, Harvard. Why is the taxpayer paying those Bolshevik charlatans a single dime.
What an excellent Novena, DOS.
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