by
Thomas A. Droleskey
As the President of "Pontifical" Commission Ecclesia Dei, Dario "Cardinal" Castrillon Hoyos, lashes out at traditionally-minded Catholics for their "insatiable" demands for the implementation of Joseph Ratzinger/Benedict XVI's Summorum Pontificum, July 7, 2007, and as Ratzinger/Benedict himself admits that his motu proprio of last year is merely "an act of tolerance" for "those" people who are attached to the "extraordinary form" of the Roman Rite, the abomination that is the Protestant and Masonic Novus Ordo service continues to manifest its own inherent degeneracy more and more. Although Ratzinger/Benedict expressed the hope in the letter he sent to the world's conciliar "bishops" to accompany Summorum Pontificum that the "two forms of the Roman Rite" would serve to complement and "enrich" each other (with the modernized version of the Immemorial Mass of Tradition bringing out the "richness" of the
"Missal of Paul VI," the "ordinary form" of the Roman Rite), travesties against God continue to be committed before, during and after "papal" services offered according to the "ordinary form" of the Roman Rite, the Novus Ordo service.
Continuing the sad, corrupt, blasphemous and sacrilegious legacy of Karol Wojtyla/John Paul II, Joseph Ratzinger/Benedict XVI, the man of "refined tastes" whose "papal" master of ceremonies, Monsignor Guido Marini, was said to be an "improvement over his predecessor, "Archbishop" Piero Marini (who admitted in 2003 that many of Wojtyla/John Paul's "Masses" were designed to serve as "precedents" for "celebration" throughout the world, establishing a "tradition" of pagan rituals and other sacrileges as normal and natural in the life of Catholics), has personally presided over one travesty after another in the context of what purports to be, albeit falsely, the Holy Sacrifice of the Mass. The past five months alone witnessed incredible travesties at "papal" services at Nationals Park in Washington, District of Columbia, on Thursday, April 17, 2008, and at the Randwick Racecourse in Sydney, Australia, on Sunday, July 20, 2008.
Another such travesty has been added to this veritable hall of shame, as is recounted in this report from the Kreuz.net website, whose writers relied upon an eyewitness account carried in the German newspaper Der Spiegel:
Without thought and in large quantities they had been left unguarded in open metal ciboria (sacred vessels) before the stage of the papal eucharistic celebration. The Faith in the Most Holy Sacrament of the Altar - central mystery of the Catholic Church - has vanished from the hearts.
Benedict XVI celebrating the eucharist at the outskirts of Lourdes.
(kreuz.net) After the pope's mass in the Southern French shrine of Our Lady, Lourdes, severest sacrileges were committed.
This was reported by German witness and journalist Alexander Smoltczyk - Vatican journalist of the anticlerical German boulevard magazine 'Der Spiegel' - on September 14th.
After the end of the papal mass by Benedict XVI and the exodus of most of the clergy, some mass attendees approached the credences in front of the table altar, upon which countless sacred vessels containing the remaining consecrated Sacred Hosts from the celebration were placed. The sacred vessels were unguarded. Also patens with more consecrated hosts on them were situated on the credence tables.
Mass attendees [tourists? pilgrims?] threw themselves towards these credences and without any scruples starting flling their bags and pockets and coats with the remaining Sacred Hosts, for all to see, Smoltczyk. "They stuffed their bags with the holy communion fully and uninhibitedly."
According to the version of the journalist merely one bishop intervened. But only after another couple of [alleged] pilgrims had started to dip their fingers into chalices filled with remaining precious blood, in order to dab their foreheads with the contents. "Non! Non! That is not right!" - the bishop reportedly said.
At the same time - behind the back of the intervening bishop, and after countless sacred hosts had already been stolen by alleged pope devotees - an artificially blonde lady took place upon the large wooden throne, where few moments before pope Benedict XVI had been seaten, and had herself photographed in different poses.
Female scouts from northern Spain posed around the altar, as if they were drinking wine around a standing table of a tapas bar.
In the meanwhile, German journalist reports, "an elderly and frail looking lady succesfully attempted to secretly hide all kinds of used sacred linen into her bags."
And while unimaginable sacrileges against the eucharist (left totally vulnerable by the clergy who left the site in a hurry to follow the papal event into the centre of the town) took place and theft was also only few ft. away, devotees of the pope started kissed and affecting everything that the "very Holy Father" had just fifteen minutes before walked upon or been seated upon.
"This scene was unbelievable, I am still appalled", Smoltczyk writes, while rubbing his eyes.
Source: Kreuz.net/Spiegel
Stipulating, of course, that Our Blessed Lord and Saviour Jesus Christ is not present in most offerings of the Novus Ordo service, those Catholics who are attached to the counterfeit church of conciliarism are supposed to believe that He, the very Second Person of the Blessed Trinity made Man in Our Lady's Virginal and Immaculate Womb by the power of the Third Person of the Blessed Trinity, God the Holy Ghost, is indeed present in each offering of the Novus Ordo service, and to treat what they believe to be His Real Presence with respect and reverence. Quite fittingly, of course, the Novus Ordo has bred disbelief in the Real Presence of Our Blessed Lord ad Saviour Jesus Christ in the Most Blessed Sacrament and has countenanced disrespect and familiarity with what purports to be His Eucharistic Species as part and parcel of its very perverse nature.
Contempt for the sacrificial nature of the priesthood and the Mass has been bred by having the celebrant, whether validly ordained or not, of the Novus Ordo service face the people, a novelty that was introduced by Protestantism and made its appearance in any number of "Mass of the Future" celebrations that took place here and there prior to the altars being turned around in the 1960s as the focus of Catholics was no longer on the priest as an alter Christus but as a "presider" who gawked at them as they gawked at him and noted his own "individual" style of "presiding" during the "liturgy."
Contempt for the distinctive nature of the ordained priest as a sacerdos, not the "presider" of a service, has been bred by the removal of the altar rail in most conciliar-occupied Catholic churches, thereby obliterating the distinction between the sacerdotal nature of the ordained priest and the common priesthood of the faithful that each Catholic has by virtue of his Baptism.
The removal of the altar rail has also obliterated the distinction between time and eternity that is supposed to be represented, respectively, by the nave of a Catholic church and the sanctuary. Holy Mass, although at a particular time and in a particular place by a particular priest, is the unbloody re-presentation of the one Sacrifice of the Son to the Father in Spirit and in Truth on the wood of the Holy Cross. It is at one and the same time Calvary and a foretaste of the eternal glories of Heaven. The very architecture of a Catholic church is supposed to signify this distinction. The removal of the altar rail--and the introduction of the time-bound vernacular languages, which are subject to change and ideological manipulation--have combined to make of what purports to be the Holy Sacrifice of the Mass a culture-conditioned "celebration" that celebrates the here-and-now, not the transcendent mystery of the Sacrifice of the Cross.
The invasion of the sanctuary by lay people to fulfill all manner of roles has further obliterated the distinction between the sacerdotal priesthood of the ordained priest and the common priesthood of the faithful by which we, by means of our prayers and sacrifices and sufferings and mortifications and penances, help to sanctify our own daily life and the world by uniting our prayers and offerings to those of the alter Christus in the Mass. The priest has thus been reduced to a mere (and apparent) "sacramental machine" who is to sit during most the "Mass" as the lay people read and sing and serve at the altar.
Disbelief in the Real Presence of Our Blessed Lord and Saviour Jesus Christ in the Eucharist has been bred by mandating, at least in most instances in most places around the conciliar world, that the faithful stand for the reception of what purports to be Holy Communion, signaling that they are but the equal of the One they believe they are receiving in "Holy Communion."
This disbelief in the Real Presence of Our Lord in the Eucharist has been hastened further by the "permission" granted by Giovanni Montini/Paul VI in 1977 for the reception of what purports to be "Holy Communion" in the hand, thereby making it appear once again as though we are not dumb sheep who need to be fed on the tongue by our shepherds, that we are capable of "feeding ourselves" with our unconsecrated hands.
The proliferation of "Extraordinary Ministers of the Eucharist" (otherwise known as "Eucharistic Ministers") has added to the confusion of roles between the laity and the putative clergy while it has led to numerous, repeated instances of allegedly consecrated "hosts" falling to the ground and spillage of what purports to be the Most Precious Blood of the Divine Redeemer onto clothing and the floor.
The General Instruction to the Roman Missal itself, which I critiqued in G.I.R.M. Warfare, refers constantly to the Eucharistic "bread" and "wine," to the "meal," to the "banquet," and to the "cup," references that are now part and parcel of the lexicon of Novus Ordo parishes and schools and liturgical"update" programs and religious "education" programs. The violence done to belief in the Real Presence, even in a theoretical sense, has been extraordinary by the constant repetition of this language that comes straight from the Protestant Revolution itself.
Little needs to be mentioned concerning the decorum of many of the faithful, the immodesty of attire, the endless talking in church before, during and after the "service," the banal and sometimes most offensive "music" that enshrines the false spirit of the world and reaffirms the faithful in their essential "goodness" (which coincides with the General Instruction to the Roman Missal's contention in Paragraph 15 that "outward signs of penance belong to another age in the history of the Church"), and the disgraceful conduct of many of the "presiders" during Novus Ordo services.
Alas, it would be useful to note once again that of all of the egregious elements of the "liturgical reform" effected by the "Second" Vatican Council and its aftermath, the elimination of the universal language of the Church, Latin, has resulted not in a "greater understanding" of the Mass, as was expected by the fathers of the "council," but in a contempt for the Mass and a loss of the sacred, the mysterious and the transcendent. Latin expresses the universality and immutability of the Faith, lifting our spirits above the time bound constraints of the moment to God, Who lives outside of time and space. The incredible arrogance of "modern man," which asserted that Latin made the Mass "inaccessible" to the people, helped to create a false "memory" of the past that sought to wipe out the truth that hundreds of millions of illiterate peasants over the centuries knew the Mass very well, being immersed in its glories from the time that they were in their mothers' wombs. One can behold the rotten fruit of such arrogance in a local conciliar parish, where very few people even care to genuflect as they dress immodestly and congregate to speak loudly right in front of where the Blessed Sacrament is supposed to be reposed, no less in such spectacles as took place in Lourdes, France, six days ago now.
Douglas Horton, a Protestant observer who wrote a four volume diary of the sessions of the "Second" Vatican Council, expressed this arrogance in volume one of his diaries:
Some of the fathers are grandly radical. "Reformation is not only desirable but necessary." Today's mind is not that of the sixteenth century, and therefore a liturgy to reach the people with the unchanging truth of Christ should not be exactly like that of the sixteenth century." Uniformity when not needed contradicts the the very nature of the church." We have pomp and ceremony: we should take out the pomp--and the ceremonies should be made made understandable." "Better say one word in a known language than a thousand words in an unknown one--a sentiment which suggested that the council should be at least as radical as St. Paul. . . .
It has just come over me that the most striking and memorable rite of all to be seen here in St. Peter's would be the celebration of the Lord's Supper as we know it in our local village church in New Hampshire, and as it is well known in hundreds of thousands of Protestant communities where Puritan simplicity is the norm. Imagine, at the head of the nave in the mighty cathedral, a table such as might be found in any home in the neighborhood, a minister inviting to it the entire Christian community gathered at the church, the same and bread and cup being used (whether wine or grape juice) as are used in everyday life, the words of the service being in the mother tongue of the worshipers, the living Christ present, his Spirit pervading all--this, in my mind, would be an exciting event for the old basilica. (But I should add that I expect to wait a few generations before the sons of Rome agree with me.) (Douglas Horton, Vatican Diary: 1962: A Protestant Observes the First Session of Vatican Council II, pp: 45; 118.)
Mr. Horton did not have to wait generations for his "dream" to come true. His dream was shared by the man who became the conciliar "pontiff" in 1963, Giovanni Montini/Paul VI:
"[T]he intention of Pope Paul VI with regard to what is commonly called the Mass, was to reform the Catholic liturgy in such a way that it should coincide with the Protestant liturgy.... [T]here was with Pope Paul VI an ecumenical intention to remove, or at least to correct, or at least to relax, what was too Catholic in the traditional sense, in the Mass, and I, repeat, to get the Catholic Mass closer to the Calvinist mass" (Dec. 19, 1993), Apropos, #17, pp. 8f; quoted in Christian Order, October, 1994.)
Behold the wreckage of Mr. Horton's "dream," which has become a nightmare that was unimaginable fifty years ago as Pope Pius XII was nearing his entry into eternity. Can anyone who is not mad or blind assert that any Catholic would have dared to invade the sanctuary after a papal Mass finding upon a mere table consecrated Hosts and remnants of the Most Precious Blood in the Chalice for them to do as they pleased? The Novus Ordo is solely responsible for the behavior that took place at Lourdes, and anyone who denies this fact is intellectually dishonest.
The whole ethos of the Novus Ordo, steeped in Protestantism and Judeo-Masonry, breeds disbelief in the Real Presence of Our Blessed Lord and Saviour Jesus Christ in the Most Blessed Sacrament and leads to sacrileges, both approved and "unapproved," as a direct result. There is no more "remedying" this than there is redeeming the Judeo-Masonic electoral system that gives us ever-increasingly higher doses of evil with each passing election cycle.
What happened near Lourdes, France, on Sunday, September 14, 2008, the Feast of the Exaltation of the Holy Cross, as "bishops" and "priests" abandoned what they profess to be the Eucharistic Species of Our Blessed Lord and Saviour Jesus Christ to process with the antipope somewhere else is the direct result of the Novus Ordo, not an anomaly.
Such a travesty as occurred six days ago would result in many "conservative" Catholics calling upon concerned members of the "clergy" and the laity to write "respectful" letters to conciliar officials in Rome if it took place in one of their own dioceses. How can anyone in his right mind believe that what happened near Lourdes, France, six days ago is going to be "corrected" by Rome when the spiritual robber baron who claims to be the Vicar of Our Blessed Lord and Saviour Jesus Christ made it all possible by his own failure to supervise the purification and security of what he believes to have been the Real Presence of Our Lord that were left over from his Novus Ordo service? To whom will "conservatives" appeal this time?
Although the subject of an article to be written at some point next week, the conciliar Vatican is awash in the corruption of the "Second" Vatican Council and its aftermath. An upcoming conference on the disproved ideology of evolutionism will feature no speakers who believe in what is called disparagingly as "creationism" or "intelligent design." No one from the Kolbe Center for the Study of Creation will be invited, it appears. Why invite "conservative" Catholics who believe in Origins and Special Creation of man by God when quack scientists can pour out their bags of garbage before loads of quack "bishops" who offend God daily by means of "presiding" over the insidious Novus Ordo service?
As I noted yesterday in Wake Up, America, Your King Is Beckoning, we are suffering much in the temporal sphere at present because of the abominations wrought by Modernists in the counterfeit church of conciliarism and the lies of Modernity upon which our modern civil state and its economic infrastructure is constructed. We see daily with our own eyes the degeneration of conciliarism. We see daily with our own eyes cataclysms in the temporal realm that had to come about sooner or later as God is mocked in the context of what purports to be "Holy Mass" and as His Social Kingship over men is denied by the scions of Modernism and Modernity.
The Immemorial Mass of Tradition, the one and only Mass of the Roman Rite of the Catholic Church, is meant to give us peace in this life as we strive for eternal rest in Heaven in the glory of the Beatific Vision of Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. The Catholic Church cannot give us the abomination that is the Novus Ordo, which has bred sacrileges that are unheard at any point in her history. The Immemorial Mass of Tradition is the bulwark against apostasy and sacrilege as it is the bulwark against the influences of naturalism in the womb. We can make no compromises at any time with those who are truly without belief in and without love for the authentic worship of God as is to be found in the Immemorial Mass of Tradition.
Our job at this time in salvation history as the Church Militant undergoes her Mystical Passion, Death and Burial is to rely upon Our Lady, praying as many Rosaries each day as our states-in-life permit. It does not matter if those who have much in the way of this world's "wealth" lose much in the current economic crisis wrought by the greed of Calvinist capitalism.
No, what matters is that those who have been so blessed as to make their ways to Catholic chapels served by true bishops and true priests who make no concessions to conciliarism or its false shepherds are being made wealthy unto eternity by having true sacraments administered unto them for their sanctification and their salvation. We must make reparation for our sins and those of the whole world as the consecrated slaves of Our Blessed Lord and Saviour Jesus Christ through the Sorrowful and Immaculate Heart of Mary with gratitude for having been liberated from the clutches of the conciliarists and from having to "fight" for "reverence" in the Sacred Liturgy.
The saint we celebrate today, Saint Eustace, known originally as Placidus, was separated from his wife and sons for many years. His wife was kidnapped and he believed that both of his sons had been killed. A prominent Roman general, Saint Eustace refused to offer any worship to the idols after being quite miraculously reunited with his wife and sons, each of whom joined him in offering their lives for the Holy Faith:
It was one evening during these celebrations, that word was brought to the city that the army of Placidus had arrived, and was already on the Appian Way. A new impulse was given to the rejoicings, and a new triumph and procession were prepared for the victorious army. There is nothing so calculated to excite a people's enthusiasm as the return of its armies from a triumphant campaign. Those who remember the day on which the heroes of the Crimea landed on the shores of England can well picture the veteran armies of Rome entering the capital in triumph. According to custom the Emperor went out to meet the general, and embraced him. As the evening was far advanced, and the sun was already sinking beneath the blue Mediterranean, the Emperor gave orders that the army should encamp outside the walls for the night, in order to enter the city in triumph next morning. Placidus and his family returned with the Emperor to the Palatine, and were entertained at a sumptuous banquet. He gave the Emperor the history of his campaign, and spoke until a late hour of his battles, his conquests, the bravery of his two sons, and the extraordinary discover of his wife and family.
Loud, shrill and cheerful were the trumpet blasts that roused the sleeping army on the following morning. The cup of joy for these poor creatures was full to the brim. They knew of no greater reward for years of hardship and trial, for the scars and wounds which disabled them for life, than the shouts of a brutal and barbarous mob, who hailed them along the road of triumph.
As they poured in through the gates, each of them received a laurel crown, whose freshness and beauty contrasted deeply with the sunburnt features and tattered garments of the veterans. Round their necks and about their persons they carried a profusion of tinsel trinkets, which they took from the conquered people as ornaments for their wives and children. These were waggons drawn by oxen laded with spoils, that made the massive pavements of the Appian Way creak; armour, gold and brass ornaments, wild animals in cages, and everything that could show the habits and manners of the conquered people. The general, together with his wife and two sons, was in a gilt chariot, drawn by four white horses, in the rear of his army. None of the pride and flush of drunken joy that characterised the pagan conqueror was to be seen in the meek countenance of Placidus. All this rejoicing and gorgeous display was to him and his Christian family the funeral pomp that led them to their tomb. The king who, on this death-bed, had himself invested with his crown and royal robes to meet death as a monarch, was a picture of Placidus led in triumph to martyrdom--a tale of emptiness and instability of human greatness, often told in the vicissitudes of history! He was silent and collected; not even the deafening peals of applause from crowds of idle spectators, who made his name ring through the palaces and tombs that bend over the streets from the Capena gate to the Forum, induced him to look up with the smile of joyful approbation. He was well aware that in a few moments his belief in Christianity would be declared, for he could not sacrifice to the gods.
Whilst the procession was moving along, a murmur passed through the crowd. They asked one another where were the victims?--where the captive chiefs?--where the salves usually dragged at the chariot wheels of the conqueror?--where the wailing matrons and daughters of the conquered race to sound the mournful music of triumph? Arrived at the Forum, the procession halted as usual, and the executioners and keepers of the Mamertine prison looked in vain for their victims; it was the first time in the annals of triumph that axes had not bee steeped in the blood of heroes, whose only crime was that they fought bravely for their homes and their countries. They knew nothing of the sublime morality that can forgive an enemy. Placidus pardoned the moment he had conquered, and instead of dragging helpless victims from their country and family, to be immolated to the demons of Rome, he left his name in the traces of his march in love and benediction.
But now the process arrived at the entrance to the Temple of Jupiter. The priests were waiting in their robes, and snow-white oxen, with gilded horns and crowns of flowers, were held by the altar. Immense faggots were blazing in the heart of the temple to consume the victims, and fragrant incense was burning in golden vessels. Placidus and his family descended from their chariot and stepped on one side; they refused to enter; they would not sacrifice.
If an earthquake had shaken the temple to its foundations, or a sudden eclipse had darkened the sun, there could not have been given a greater shock or surprise to the assembled thousands. The news ran like fire in a train of powder through the vast crowd. A deep heavy murmur, like the swell of the troubled deep breaking on its boundaries, rose from the multitudes in the Forum. Indignation and fury were the passions that swayed the mob. The demon of paganism reigned in their hearts; pity, justice and liberty were virtues unknown. From shouts of applause with which they hailed Placidus as the conqueror, the glory of the Empire, and the beloved of the martial god, they know hooted him with groans and hisses; and loudly from the gilded temples of the Capitol were echoed the terrible cries of "Death to the Christians!"--"Away with the Christians!" But the hour of another and grander triumph had come for our hero. Let us hurry through the dark picture of cruelty and ingratitude that closed his career on this side of the grave, to usher in the triumph that was to last for ever.
The noble general and his family were brought before the Emperor. Was Adrian glad to have Placidus brought before him as a criminal? Doubtless he looked with a jealous eye on the glory, popularity and real triumph of one who, a few months before, was his equal as a commander of the army, and his acknowledged superior in skill and attainments, whilst his own triumph was but a mockery--the borrowed plumes of a deceased hero, whose panegyric he reluctantly preached from the chariot of triumph. Moreover, weak-minded and servile, he must have rejoiced in an opportunity of pandering to the depraved taste of a cruel and brutal mob, who were accustomed to look on all authority as usurpation and oppression, and who hated Christianity with satanic virulence. Like Trajan, he determined to prove his piety towards the gods by the public execution of the greatest man in the Empire. He received the old chief in the Temple of Apollo, and in a prepared speech, pretended what he never felt--sympathy for his folly. When asked by the haughty Adrian why he would not sacrifice to the gods, Placidus answered, bravely and fearlessly, "I am a Christian, and adore only the true God."
"Whence comes this infatuation?" asked the Emperor, quickly. "Why lose all the glory of the triumph, and bring the grey hairs to shame? Dost thou not know that I have the power to put thee to a miserable death?"
Placidus meekly replied: "My body is in your power, but my soul belongs to Him who created it. Never shall I forget the mercy He has down me in calling me to the knowledge of Himself, and I rejoice to be able to suffer for Him. You may command me to lead your legions against the enemies of the Empire, but never will I offer sacrifice to any other god than the One great and powerful God who created all thins, stretched out the heavens in their glory, decked the earth in its beauty, and created man to serve Him; He alone is worthy of sacrifice; all other gods are but demons who deceive men."
So also answered his wife and two sons. They bantered the Emperor himself for his folly in worshipping senseless pieces of marble and wood. In vain did Adrian try promises and threats, and all the silly arguments which were used in the defense of paganism. The faithful family were inflexible; the eloquence of Placidus was simple, but powerful and earnest; and the palpable defeat of Adrian in his attempt to reason with one gifted with the eloquence promised to those dragged before earthly tribunals, roused his pride and his cruelty, and the desire of revenge. the Coliseum stood but a few paces from them; the games were going on; the criminals and slaves of the Empire were the daily victims of its amusements. The condemnation of Placidus would be a stroke of policy to enhance the prosperity of his reign; it was the fullest gratification of the cruel passions of jealousy and revenge which the demon had stirred up in his heart; he ordered the Christian general and his family to be exposed to the wild beasts in the amphitheatre. [Father A. J. O'Reilly, The Martyrs of the Coliseum, pp. 105-109.]
"...But never will I offer sacrifice to any other god than the One great and powerful God who created all thins, stretched out the heavens in their glory, decked the earth in its beauty, and created man to serve Him; He alone is worthy of sacrifice; all other gods are but demons who deceive men." We must never offer any sacrifice to any "god" than the One great and powerful God Who is to be worship according to the rites He prescribed in the Immemorial Mass of Tradition, refusing to participate in the great deception that is the evil of the Novus Ordo service. We will only know in eternity how many evils in the world have flowed forth out of this abominable offense to God that has deceived so many souls into behaving as barbarians in the context of what purports to be the Holy Sacrifice of the Mass.
Father A. J. O'Reilly described the scene as Saint Eustace and wife and sons were at the point of their martyrdom:
No nation could be sunk more deeply in idolatry, sensuality and vices than the great Empire whose capital has been considered the Babylon of impiety spoken of in The Apocalypse. "Our wrestling," says St. Paul, "is not against flesh and blood, but against principalities and powers, against the rulers of the world of this darkness, against the spirits of wickedness in the high places" (Eph. vi. 12). It was not in an amphitheatre stained with the blood of wild beasts and gladiators, and filled with an exited and unfeeling crowd, that the voice of pity or reason could be heard; the impatient clamours of the multitude denounced the Christians as the enemies of the gods and men, and the public condemnation of the Christian general had already rung loudly and repeatedly through the benches of the Coliseum. The coming of the Emperor was announced, the buzz of conversation was hushed, and all eyes were turned towards the entrance on the side of the Esquiline, which was specially reserved for the royal cortege. As soon as he entered the amphitheatre, all rose; the lictors lowered their fasces, and the senators and vestals bowed profoundly. Shouts of "great," "immortal, "divine," resounded from every seat. The crowd of spectators was nothing more than an assembly of miscreant slaves, who trembled at the beck of their rulers. Although the spectators of the Coliseum frequently hated the Emperor as an oppressor and a tyrant, yet, i the wild frenzy of fear, they cried out with lying tongues that he alone was great and powerful. He carried a sceptre of ivory, surrounded with a golden eagle, and a slave followed, bearing over his head a crown of solid gold and precious stones. As soon as he was seated, the shrill blast of a trumpet called for silence and the commencement of the games. After the process of the unfortunate wretches who were to take part in the cruel sport of that day's programme and the sham fight of the gladiators, it was usual to commence with sports of agility and skill, but on this day the order was changed. The crowd called for the condemnation of the Christians, and the Emperor gave the order that Placidus and his family be exposed to the wild beasts. [Father A. J. O'Reilly, The Martyrs of the Coliseum, p.111.]
We should not fear anything in this world, not from the civil state and not from the counterfeit church of conciliarism. We must be prepared for martyrdom, both figuratively and literally, in order to remain steadfast apostles of Christ the King and Mary our Immaculate Queen, trusting that our few acts of reparation, offered in love to the Most Sacred Heart of Jesus through the Sorrowful and Immaculate Heart of Mary, will help to plant a few seeds for the end of this era of chastisement and the resurrection of the Church Militant on earth.
There is great peace to be had when one recognizes that the Catholic Church is responsible for nothing of the outrages committed by its counterfeit ape of conciliarism. The jaws of Hell have not prevailed against the Church. We must simply do our part as the consecrated slaves of Our Lord through Our Lady's Sorrowful and Immaculate Heart to practice True Devotion to Mary as we endeavor to fulfill as best we can Our Lady's Fatima Message in our daily lives.
Immaculate Heart of Mary, triumph soon!
Viva Cristo Rey!
Sorrowful and Immaculate Heart of Mary, pray for us now and at the hour of our death.
Saint Joseph, pray for us.
Saints Peter and Paul, pray for us.
Saint John the Baptist, pray for us.
Saint John the Evangelist, pray for us.
Saint Michael the Archangel, pray for us.
Saint Gabriel the Archangel, pray for us.
Saint Raphael the Archangel, pray for us.
Saints Joachim and Anne, pray for us.
Saints Caspar, Melchior, and Balthasar, pray for us.
See also: A Litany of Saints
