Showing posts with label wymmxn priestesses. Show all posts
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Saturday, January 13, 2024

The Church of England is Doomed



Is it, really? Average Sunday Attendance (ASA) certainly seems to say so, with worshiping attendance cratering from a shabby 950,000 in 2000 to a risible 549,000 in 2022. And we have to ask, how many of those 549k are as old as the most popular president in US history, ever. A fair few, so yes, the prophets of doom have a point, but what's the venerable if catastrophically shrinking Church of England doing about the problem?



Going transgay, of course, which is a brilliant marketing strategy because all of those unicorn riders are really, really keen on getting to know God and, of course, they're this massive demographic. You get the logic, these days everyone is transgay so let's make the Church transgay and get all the rainbow trans people into church! Hurray! And drinks all 'round at the Travellers.

Feel free to use the word "risible" again and again and while you're at it, fire Archbishop of Canterbury Justsin Welby's genius PR firm. David Virtue has this to say, speaking to UK Evangelicals:


The Church of England is doomed. Archbishop Justin Welby's Secretary for Appointments, Stephen Knott is officially married to a (Scots)man and no appointment would be made without his say so and approval. Can you imagine a straight white evangelical male who dared to say that homosexuality violated Scripture and Article 20 of the 39 articles which openly declares that "it is not lawful for the Church to ordain any thing that is contrary to God's Word written...repugnant to another" getting approval?

Fortunately, GAFCON GB & E and the ANiE has been established for those who want to risk all for Christ and His kingdom and take the plunge and leave. It worked for the late Melvin Tinker who established a successful independent evangelical Anglican parish in Hull.

As Dr. Gavin Ashenden observed at the time; "[Tinker] saw more quickly than most that the capitulation to the hydra-headed pollutant of progressive values, wrapped up in the lethal weapon of cultural Marxism, was a poison that would destroy the integrity of the Church and render it spiritually infertile."

He is right. This alone should be enough for evangelicals to realize that they have no future in a morally compromised church that has the stigmata of death written all over it.

 

 

Word to the wise. Anglo-Catholics attempted such a compromise and lost. Their issue was and is wymmxn priestesses and on losing that battle over the wymmxn, and they most definitely did, their leaders and my friends went to Rome. Our Evangelical brethren appear to be going down a similar path; their issue isn't wymmxn, shortsightedly, but transgay globohomo.

Good luck to them, I hope they win and defeat the Church of England's Deep State equivalent. But I tell you this, I'm not betting the dam monkey on the wager.

With greatest respect to Virtue and Ashenden.

King's Canterbury forever,

LSP

Monday, January 1, 2024

Happy New Year!

 



Well done, we made it to 2024, no small feat, and local friendlies celebrated the fact with whoops and fireworks which bombed across the firmament like the guns of Kursk. There was traditional gunfire too, off on the edge of town by the sound of it, maybe a pistol or two. All very exciting, and I joined in the fun by setting off a few strips of firecrackers, drawing a big round of Mexican applause.




Fun. Then it was time to head to bed and another installment of Iain Pears' excellent Arcadia, check it out. Today? A brisk walk with an excited dog to the Pick 'n Steal via the Olde Meth Shacke, which is being refurbed by Pedro and his crew. 


Wymmxn Priestesses

Gone are the days of ne'er do wells lolling shirtless and witless in their ragged pajama bottoms, behold instead the new advent of hard at work artisans from south of the border doing their thing. Good for them, though I miss the spectacle of meth shackery, being a creature of tradition. 


A Typical Fighting Monkey

Now, safely back at the Compound, we reflect on the coming year, what will it bring? Good question, and I'm not a betting man but I'll wager my fighting monkey against any ten of your wymmxn priestesses, yes, ten, that 2024 will be even crazier than bad old '23.

Cheers,

LSP