A Little More on Why I am Here...

Walking away from my two previous posts I realized there was a deficiency in introduction. Why the title "warrior"? Why defend the Magisterium? Why?

First of all, my own dream has always been to be a professional writer. While adoring the Eucharist as a guardian five or six years ago, in my head as an elocution I got the message "Write of me," and the words were imprinted in such a way that I thought they could not have come from me. Nevertheless, always skeptical, I thought maybe I was simply projecting my own dreams onto my meditation that day.

Now, today, as somewhat of an outcast -- not successful in the political arena (where I thought I wanted to work until I met blood sucking politicians behind the scenes), not successful in academia, where I realized the pride of life parades with fangs and claws, and now unemployed (of course, unlike our non-self reliant parasite anti-American ideal culture, I am seeking employment rather than the opiate governmental handout).

As an outcast, like my Lord Himself, I have decided to follow those words that were either my imagination or the Pantocrater Himself, and write. Together on this journey, we shall see whether it was internal desire or not.

As a child, I was enamored with poets and poetry. Half of the time I had no clue what poets were writing about, but I loved the esoteric nature of modern poetic verse. It was like pursuing some lost treasure in some far off sea; it was the beginning of wonder. I became enamored with an "American poet" who was the lead singer of the rock band, The Doors. This group, after having studied philosophy, was a manifestation -- the near perfect manifestation -- of Nietzschean existentialism. They would often play rythmic tunes while the singer, Morrison, would spout off "spontaneous panagyrics" as the Greek poets themselves used to do. All in all, it made for quite an artistic expression, but I realized in following these false idols, and I did, I had followed them right into the slavery of Nietzschean morality. Everything from my sophomore year of High School, until I was about 26 years old became a boozy halo.

Enough about me, but I realized that slavery was in the self-creative morality; in moral neutrality; in the "dictatorship of relativism." On my journey home to the Church, and for me it was merely an intellectual journey; I sought truth with an open heart and mind and landed squarely back in the Church that I was raised in; thanks, in part, to both of my mothers. That is, thanks to my biological mother who was constantly on her knees begging the Lord for my return, and the mother who she was praying to, the sedes sapientiae or Theotokos -- Mary, the serpent crusher. Personally, I have never had any mystical experiences, just practical advancements. The slavery's that I was accustomed to indulging -- for me they mostly related to the concupiscible power or pleasures of the touch (food, alcohol, sex) -- Confession has eliminated even the desire for inordinate use of this power. Of course, I still struggle, and will until the day that I die, but the devil indeed has been vanquished, if we only ask our Mediator for help.

In pursuing graduate studies, I was able to live in different locations throughout the country. What I found was that, in many instances, dioceses had non-ordained people working within diocesan walls who were living the Nietzschean relativism, unconciously, and directing the eyes and the ears of the bishops. Whenever I've seen or heard bishops speak, I am always delighted with the orthodoxy of their words. But their actions, in many instances, do not match their words. I am convinced this is for two reasons, 1) the people advising them are imbued with the Leftist doctrines of modernity, or 2) a problem of courage.

The second of the two is all our problems. The good people, because of the Halinksi model of intimidation, have been far too silent for far too long. I have been a coward, many laypeople have been cowards, priests and deacons have been cowards, and unfortunately so have bishops. Let us, together, with this blog, end this fear. If we had been more vocal, so would our bishops. If we swear allegiance to our Pope and defend his cause vocally, we can end our slavery.

As to number 1, it is a problem that is not easily overcome. I'll give a few examples of what I mean from personal experience. I currently live in a diocese where much attention is focussed on an immigration raid that happened nearby a few years ago. The United States Government busted up a plant in our diocese that was hosting illlegal aliens. The fallout was indeed tragic. Children were orphaned, families were separated. But this has been at the attention of our bishop, meanwhile Planned Parenthood has moved into our backyard, and the bishop has done nothing. What should get more attention? The murder of innocents, or the sorrow of families who are in their situation because they broke the law? Both deserve consideration, but one deserves priority. I do not suspect that it is the bishop's fault entirely. I suspect that those advising him are telling him that the immigration problem needs his attention more than abortion. Nothing could be further from the truth.

In this diocese, as well, the ethics committees are made up of people who have feminist histories (feminist in the modern sense of that term which should really be masculinist). They look for loopholes whenever contoversies come up regarding moral issues; for instance, the rubella vaccine that was cultivated from an aborted fetus was given a pass in our diocese because the Church had said in instances of pandemic, where the only way to stop the disease was with this vaccine, then it could be used. In our diocese, where there certainly was not a pandemic, it was allowed. Bad air!

I have even heard that they would eliminate jobs of those who didn't by into their political ideals. I know of at least one instance where an orthodox Catholic had her job taken away because she didn't toe the 'social justice' line. The couragous priests in our diocese, who remain faithful to the Pope vocally, are kept under a watchful eye with suspicion because of their orthodoxy. I saw this everywhere. It is not limited to my current home.

And so, the tea partiers gave me hope once again. If we, as lay people, can be courageous and bring to light happenings of the nature I have described, corruption within the Church, heterodoxy within the walls, can be eliminated. The sorrow of living this relativism, this cafeteria Catholicism, this cafeteria morality, is that it creates real victims along the way.

Perhaps I need to be clearer as I could be accused of being "cafeteria" myself for looking at abortion above and beyond caring for the poor, or diversity, etc. If you need to discuss diversity, then you might as well not be Catholic. We hold that every human being is of dignity in the image of God, so it is a distraction to have to keep coming back to this. It is the creeping secular death within the walls of the Church.

I simply see that there are a hierarchy of violations of justice. There is no question that nothing is more serious than abortion. Any crime that takes the lives of innocents is more serious than a crime that harms them. It would be as if the US soldiers, upon arriving at Auschwitz, went and arrested the petty theif who stole fruit from the market, instead of apprehending the murderers in the death camp. All crimes are crimes, but some are more serious than others. Our attention has for too long been in the wrong place, mostly because we have been intimidated by a beast press that herds us like sheep and frightens us like the wolves that they are. I am here to say, "No more!"

Enough of this false compassion! Enough of the deceit! Enough of the silencing! Enough of the real haters! Enough of the existentialist morality; the creeping death! Enough of political ideology replacing Catholic orthodoxy! If you are sick of it, like myself, then come with me and expose it to the light. Let us cut out the disease, and live long and prosper.