apposite quotes in regard to the present day attempts to slander the catholic church out of existence

 

Henry Ford: "History is bunk."

James Healy: "Those who ignore history are condemned to repeat it." (This quote is often attributed in various forms to Edmund Burke, Jorge Santayana, and Winston Churchill. None of them said it quite as well as i did although Edmund Burke gets the lion's share of the credit for coming up with the basic idea first which me and Winston and Jorge just ripped off.)

Michael Burleigh: (writing on page 722 in his book The Third Reich A New History) "Assaults on Catholic lay organisations and the confessional press were followd by crude campaigns against religious orders, with denunciations of monks and nuns as crooks, libertines, paedophiles and pedersasts."

blast from the past

 

(From the Heelers Diaries, Monday 2nd June 2003)

Lunch with the Mam in Dunnes Stores Newbridge. Passed an agreeable few hours.

Visit to Donna in the shop. She was wearing a tee shirt with the slogan "Porn Star" on it. I stared at her with no little fascination. She smiled fearlessly back.

Watched a bit of a TV programme about a child who was found imprisoned in her own home in the US in 1970.

The child had been kept locked in one room for her 13 years of life. She hadn't learned to talk. Her father conveniently killed himself before his court appearance.

The child was handed over to scientists who wanted to study her. (This filled me with anger.)

Worse was to come. The child was sent back to her mother. The same woman who had watched her being violated for 13 years. (I felt violently sick.)

The programme makers saw nothing wrong with the decision to return the girl to her mother. They accepted the ridiculous assertion that the mother was under the spell of the now conveniently dead father. And the child having been rescued was sent right back to hell. (I was shouting a little at the TV now.)

After a while the child was put back into State care as the mother could not mind her. That was the official explanation. The little girl, now an adult, remains to this day institutionalised at an unknown care facility in California.

The scientists who had studied her were interviewed, self righteously claiming they had tried to show her love. (The barbarians, the monsters, the sub humans.)

And there was footage of the little girl running and skipping in the first months of her release. (I knew when I saw it, she could have been saved.)

The scientists said she had learnt words but they also claimed she could not learn to talk properly because of the way her brain had been deprived of early stimulation. Their claim is false. I would suggest that the reason she did not learn to talk was because the scientists held her captive in antiseptic sterile laboratory conditions and abjectly, monstrously and inhumanely failed to place her with a loving family. (The b******s wanted to study her.)

This is what atheists have done to human society.

Satan one, Humanity nil.

I felt so defeated by this television programme. The fact that the programme makers themselves had no sense of the real issues at the heart of the girl's violation. It crushed me. She had been violated first by her parents and then just a grievously by those lawyers, social workers, and scientists who should have moved heaven and earth to save her.

Imagine there were lawyers who actually sought to have that girl brought back to her mother. Imagine the scientists colluding in it. All the lousy malignancies of feminism, Darwinian atheism, and legalism combined.

Damn it.

It was satanic.

Damn, damn, damn.

And then I became aware that the maxims of despair have no purpose. So I did the one thing I could do. I went to visit X. That was the small candle I lit in the darkness of the universe.

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(Update: The girl's name is Genie. You can read more details about her story on the Wikipedia website.)

soylent green

Morning talking to a young woman on the avenue.

She's confident and vital.

"I got the vaccine," she says.

"Oh you didn't," sez I.

"Of course I got it. I had to for my work."

"You didn't really have to."

"What's wrong with it?"

"It's made out of aborted babies."

"I never heard that."

"Ah."

"Maybe it isn't true."

Which just goes to show bold readers, as a CS Lewis character once proclaimed, there's wishful thinking in hell as well as in heaven.

Later this afternoon I met Farmer Jones at the takeaway coffee stand near the river in Newbridge. Across the river we could see bulldozers working to obliterate the last remaining fields around Newbridge in the interests of building new slums.

They're at it in my town of Kilcullen too.

Sure, who needs fields.

The guy in the coffee stand is handing us coffees.

"We got the vaccine today," Farmer Jones tells him.

"Good men," says the coffee guy.

"Hang on there, I didn't get it," sez I. "My friend means that he got it. I wouldn't touch it for love nor money."

"Well you're entitled to that position," says the coffee guy. "But it's time for everything to re open. We need to get moving. So I'm getting it."

"Do you know what it's made of?"

"No."

"It's made out of babies murdered in abortion."

"I never heard that."

"You're hearing it now."

"That's just something you read."

This evening I phoned an aunt in America for some light hearted badinage.

"I got the vaccine," she said.

"The bloody vaccine," groaned I, "and I mean bloody."

"I had to get it."

"Why don't you just shoot me?"

"James I believe in science. Do you not believe in science?"

"I believe in the scientific method as created by the Catholic Church and gifted to the world through the university system if that's what you mean. But I don't believe in allowing scientists in pursuit of money and fame to do whatever pops into their head. I don't believe in unprincipled science. I don't believe in Nazi science. I don't believe in Soviet science. And I don't believe in what we might call Western secular atheistic abortionist, euthanasist, assisted suicide, sex change, anti depressant, MMR, two A bombs for every girl, science. Scientists are like the rest of us. Some good. Some bad. Some evil. Some honest. Some less honest. Some thoroughly vile. A vast number of them, eminently corruptible. Without public scrutiny and driven by the profit motive and the quest for fame, I believe they are committing monstrous atrocities. Scientists without  principle, without any public moral scrutiny, are reducing science to barbarisms. The Nazis lost World War Two in the battlefield. In the laboratory they won."

haiku me another

rainfall tambourine

thunder rolling in the hills

diminuendo 

a woman singing

plaintive plainsong out of sight

to me listening

children feeding ducks

who enjoys the fracas more

children or the ducks

confucius he say

 

The rational is a perspective on reality set low to the horizon on the spiritual.

DUSK

the day is going down

rose purples violet

red crescents like a crown

of paint from a wind held brush

the day is going down

hush

three maxims for poets

 

1. Be careful about rationalising your state of being. Primarily the poet must feel.

2. Be careful when writing poems which you want to please publishers or competition judges, that you don't thereby become incapable of writing anything else or pleasing anyone else.

3. Don't be too careful.

THE EAGLE HAS SOME EXPLAINING TO DO

 

Ambling up Main Street.

A woman comes toddling towards me.

"James, I read your blog."

"Did you Mrs Farquarson? One of the bits about refuting Richard Dawkins? I thought I came close when I said he was attributing aspects of Deity to the meaningless hokum phrase Quantum Wave Fluctuation."

"No. The bit where you wrote about me asking you to advise my daughter on her history project."

"Oh. That one."

"Did you really think there was danger for my daughter investigating that project?"

"Ah, she'd have to be very unlucky."

"But you wrote that Skorzeny had connections to devil worship rings in the area. You didn't mention that to me."

"Er no, I didn't."

"James how could you?"

"To be honest I though the kid might dig up something."

"I'm very disappointed in you."

"Oh come on Mrs Farquarson. Think of the story. Hitler's top commando coming to live in Kilcullen in the 1960s. The IRA's supposed Northern Division Commander Pat McKenna living here at the same time. Can we really believe they didn't know each other? Skorzeny already had a connection to devil worship and to the IRA through his World War Two SS activities. The Nazis were using the IRA to spy on the Brits and as a fifth column in Ireland. Think of my contention in recent times that McKenna's supposed son and daughter Joe and Breda McKenna are both satanists, Bear in mind Joe and Breda's cover as pro life charismatic Christians. And you come to the big question. Did Skorzeny establish black magic groups in Ireland? Did he initiate elements of the IRA into black magic, moving it from a terrorist group to a devil worship ring? Wouldn't that explain the sadistic nature of the murders, the tortures and the child abuse? Did it all start right here in Kilcullen? I mean how could anyone walk away from that story."

"So let me get this straight. In that delusional state you call reality, you thought the people you were going to advise my daughter to talk to for her history project, were devil worshippers?"

"I thought there was a fair chance some of them might be."

"And you weren't going to tell me?"

"I didn't want to upset you Mrs Farquarson... Mrs Farquarson! Mrs Farquarson!"

She was toddling away up Main Street at ninety miles an hour.