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Men are sometimes hanged for telling the truth…

Happy feast of St. Joan of Arc, the only person of either sex to be the supreme commander of the military forces of a nation at the age of seventeen. How lovely that her feast falls on Pentecost Tuesday this year.

Today, this quote seems especially fitting:

“Men are sometimes hanged for telling the truth.”

Indeed.

St. Joan, pray for us.

Musical Interlude: Goodbye (She Quietly Says)

There is no great big ending,
No sunset in the sky.
There is no string ensemble,
And she doesn’t even cry.
And just as I begin to say
That we should make another try,
She reaches out across the table looks at me and quietly says good-bye.
There is no big explosion,
No tempest in the tea.
The world does not stop turning round,
There’s no big tragedy.
Sitting in a coffee shop
With cheesecake and some apple pie,
She reaches out across the table looks at me and quietly says good-bye.
Good-bye
Said so easily.

Good-bye
Said so quietly.
Good-bye good-bye good-bye.

Antipope Bergoglio sick with a fever. Pray that he repent and revert to Catholicism.

https://www.ncregister.com/cna/pope-francis-has-a-fever-vatican-spokesman-confirms

Even a wretched monster like Antipope Bergoglio can repent and be saved in the infinitude of Christ’s mercy… IF Bergoglio avails himself of it. One good confession and a public statement is all it would take. So simple. Our Lord provides an EASY path to His mercy in even the most horrific situations. The only obstacle is ourselves. The only thing keeping Jorge Bergoglio from the State of Grace is Jorge Bergoglio.

The same goes for anyone.

Pray not that Antipope Bergoglio die, but that he repent and revert to Catholicism.

Thank you, don Fili! Happy Feast!

Thank you for everything, don Fili. You are my “Pippo Bono”. Please continue to pray for me, and for all of my benefactors and supporters.

St. Philip Neri, Third Apostle of Rome, ARSH 1515 – 1595

In this life there is no purgatory; it is either hell or paradise; for to him who serves God truly, every trouble and infirmity turns into consolations, and through all kinds of trouble he has a paradise within himself even in this world: and he who does not serve God truly, and gives himself up to sensuality, has one hell in this world, and another in the next.
-St. Philip Neri

Musical … respite? At least something achingly beautiful. “But my words, like silent raindrops fell…”

If you know… you know. And yes, I know that Simon and Garfunkel are Jooooooooz. Thanks. Clocked that. Gotcha. Able to transcend. Cheers.


Hello darkness, my old friend

I’ve come to talk with you again

Because a vision softly creeping

Left its seeds while I was sleeping

And the vision that was planted in my brain

Still remains

Within the sound of silence

In restless dreams I walked alone

Narrow streets of cobblestone

‘Neath the halo of a street lamp

I turned my collar to the cold and damp

When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light

That split the night

And touched the sound of silence

And in the naked light I saw

Ten thousand people, maybe more

People talking without speaking

People hearing without listening

People writing songs that voices never share

No one dared

Disturb the sound of silence

Fools” said I, “You do not know

Silence like a cancer grows

Hear my words that I might teach you

Take my arms that I might reach you

But my words like silent raindrops fell

And echoed in the wells of silence

And the people bowed and prayed

To the neon god they made

And the sign flashed out its warning

In the words that it was forming

And the sign said, “The words of the prophets

Are written on the subway walls

And tenement halls”

And whispered in the sounds of silence.

TOLDYA: Target’s satanist tranny designer sells “Homophobe Headrest” guillotine jewelry pins.

The most sadistic Mass murderers and genocidists in history are, almost totally unanimously, sex perverts. (Cough, high-level Nazis, all trannys, sodomites and pedophiles, cough.) Sodomites of both sexes are some of the most violent, sadistic, bloodthirsty, murderous human demoniacs to prowl the earth. You show me a serial killer, a mass murderer, a torturer, a genocidist, a Luciferian, and dollars-to-doughnuts, you’re looking into the dead-eyed abyss of a sex pervert of some stripe. Every time. Or at least enough to place a damn good wager, with a commensurately low payout.

So Target, which has been woke for YEARS, is now sweating like a tranny in a Transheuser-Busch distribution center for trying to push penis-tucking and “pride” garments on TODDLERS and INFANTS.

The literal satanist whom they hired as their “Pride” designer – and I cannot figure out if it’s a man masquerading as a woman, or a woman masquerading as a man: lets just call it “legion” – has in its oeuvre a jewelry pin of a guillotine with the slogan “Homophobe Headrest”.

Y’all wonder why I walked away from a VERY lucrative and exponentially growing business in then-paradisical Denver at age 35, and went totally off-grid a year later, almost literally shaking the dust from my sandals?

THIS is why. Because I saw, CLEARLY, well over a decade ago, that the entire financial, political and CULTURAL situation was careening toward one thing: me, and people like me, being executed in the public square, and the people doing it and witnessing it congratulating themselves for “doing the world a tremendous service.” Nevermind the MERE total disqualification from operating normally as a business person in the run-up.

This shit ends in the cold lap of Madame le Guillotine. Make absolutely no mistake. A sodomite, because he is a Diabolical Narcissist, would kill you as soon as look at you, and many of them would consider your torture a very, very satisfying bonus.

So, I might as well say and do what is true and just, while I can. Every day is a gift. And then when the day comes when I mount the gibbet, reciting Psalm 42 as I go, and am murdered by sodomites for my hamfisted attempt at Catholicism – and at this point as we see above, the smart money is on my executioners being western sodomites, not musloids – my death might serve some purpose, the most important being fidelity to the Most Holy Trinity and the One True Faith.

They are coming. Like the orcs and ultimately the Balrog coming up out of Moria after Pippin Took dropped the bucket down the well, they are coming.

Another lawyer checks in: The Doctrine of VAGUENESS

Hi Ann –

Here’s something to file away under CONSILIENCE:

U.S. constitutional and constitutional criminal law have a doctrine called vagueness. A statute is void for vagueness if it does not clearly communicate its purpose to a person of average intelligence. In other words, a criminal statute must be intelligible to the workaday layman before it can impose criminal liability. Notice is a cornerstone of statutory criminal law. Vague, equivocal statutes that can be understood any number of ways are ripe for abuse by overly zealous prosecutors and political enemies.

There are similar doctrines for other areas of the civil law, such as real property. If a deed fails to sufficiently identify a parcel of land, any conveyance under that deed is void. It is void for vagueness.

Pope Benedict’s resignation purported to affirmatively renounce something, but since the Code of Canon Law goes out of its way to distinguish between munus and ministerium, merely renouncing one while implicitly retaining the other was ambiguous. His post-“resignation” acts further equivocated his intention. The entire post-event explanation was also vague. Novus Ordo Church™ says that the resignation was just like that of any other emeritus bishop (an infelicitous term so generously bequeathed to us by the springtime of Vatican II) who merely “retires” from the active ministry of his diocese. +Ganswein, on the other hand, apparently with Benedict’s blessing, laughably (sacrilegiously?) likens the move to the Immaculate Conception.

Applying the doctrine of vagueness: Ten years later, people of even above-average intelligence cannot understand or agree to the effect of Benedict’s “resignation.” The “resignation” failed to communicate Benedict’s intentions in a clear manner. Therefore, the Church cannot be bound by it. It is void for vagueness.

Were it possible to bifurcate the papacy (it is not, and never will be – HYPOTHETICAL HERE), his declaration and the manifestation of his “resignation” would still likely be void for vagueness given the inexactitude of his words in the declaration and the incongruity between what he said and how he manifested what he said. In any event, what he apparently intended was, in fact, substantially erroneous and invalid by the law itself. Even if Benedict had clearly and unequivocally communicated his intent to bifurcate the papacy, it still would have been void for substantial error. I raise the vagueness doctrine not as the true invalidating factor, but simply as yet another point of attack. Remember, this is for the consilience file wherein we operate on two different planes yet manage to arrive at the same endpoint. The same endpoint here? Invalidity.

Ideally, the Church will formulate an analogous doctrine and assert it against the Second Vatican Council and most everything following. What word could sum up the “teachings” of Novus Ordo Church™ better than “vague”? Legally speaking, what is vagueness other than chaos—Satan’s MO?

The Second Vatican Council is essentially self-negating. It says everything; it says nothing. People of above-average intelligence have collectively made millions of dollars and spilled oceans of ink trying—and failing miserably—to explain what the Council “rEaLly mEaNt!” We can do it a lot cheaper and with a 100% success rate: The Second Vatican Council means whatever the hell anyone from Cardinal Ottaviani, God rest his soul, to James Martin, S.J. wants it to. It has caused chaos because it is vague. It should be declared null and void. It should be VOIDED FOR VAGUENESS.

M

Notes for Apres la Guerre: Part 1, MONETARY THEORY

There can be no hope of a sound rebuilding unless and until people understand what money actually is.  As I covered in Parts One and Two of my Economics Presentation on YouTube, MONEY is a FUNGIBLE PROXY for man’s ability to labor, produce and create THROUGH TIME.  

Money isn’t gold.  Money isn’t pieces of paper.  Money isn’t zeroes and ones on a computer server.  Money isn’t a blockchain.

Money is human life and effort manifested in an agreed-upon form which is used as a convenient medium of exchange.  

This is why, for example, when Jon Corzine swept the MFGlobal accounts in ARSH 2011, one trader at the Chicago Mercantile Exchange who kept the majority of his wealth in his MFGlobal account, precisely because it was, according to the Rule of Law, the safest place to store wealth because it was 100% “guaranteed”, not merely FDIC “insured”, walked up to one of my order clerks on the trading floor during the first week of November of ARSH 2011, weeping, and said to him, “It’s all gone.  All those years of work … its all gone.”  Note the units.  YEARS OF WORK.  Not dollars, but “YEARS OF MY LIFE“.  Yep.

Let’s say I have a friend to whom I loan some of my money in the form of cash.  Let’s also say that this friend, after years of study and hard work, has acquired a skill set that I would like to learn – let’s say welding.  There are two ways that my friend can repay his debt to me.  The first is for him to repay me in cash money – which is actually a DERIVATIVE.  The second, and PUREST FORM is to repay me in his TIME and SKILL, which is the true underlying entity.

Okay, so we would now have two choices of the form of repayment if we decide that he will repay me in his time and skill.  First, we set an HOURLY RATE, because humans live their lives passing through time, and thus TIME is the baseline unit.  Let’s say $50 per hour is the rate for tutelage in the skill set of welding.  After every one hour lesson, I can reach into my wallet and hand him a $50 bill, which he would then hand immediately back to me, and I would then reduce the balance on his loan in my ledger by $50.  OR, he could take every $50 bill I hand him over the weeks and months of welding tutelage, put it in an envelope marked “Ann”, and when he had the full balance of the loan saved up, hand me the envelope, and then I would close out the ledger as “paid in full”.  THIS is how most people think they MUST do business.  Since people wrongly think that money is the pure commodity itself, and NOT a mere derivative proxy, they insist that this “You hand me a $50 bill and I hand it back to you” maneuver is necessary.  But it isn’t.  In fact, it is silly.  The SIMPLEST way to repay this debt is for me to simply strike $50 from the loan balance for every hour of tutelage, with no further exchange of cash.  In fact, once the hourly rate for the tutoring has been set, the debt COULD be recorded not in dollars, but in HOURS OF HIS LIFE.

This is why Marxism is so evil, and why the Seventh Commandment (Thou shalt not steal) exists.  Forcibly confiscating the property of one person unjustly and giving it unjustly to another person is an act of violence and human degradation – utterly denying and disregarding the humanity of the one (the “rich”), presumably in favor of the other (the “poor”).  

When this is done in the name of “charity” or “compassion”, it is, in a way, even more evil.  Hey, at least with Jon Corzine we all know where we stand.  Corzine and the other oligarchs, past, present and future, feel free to steal other people’s property because they have no respect whatsoever for other human beings. This is the textbook definition of Diabolical Narcissism.  

When religious leaders falsely paint property confiscation and redistribution as “CHARITY”, and real charity is, remember, a constitutive quality of God, namely the joy at the very existence of another – NOT the indifference to the life and existence of the other to which the denial of property rights is an obvious corollary – this is perhaps even more damaging to society.  It is nothing less than calling good, evil and evil, good.   

Too bad that almost all clergy and prelates seem to have not even the faintest understanding of this.  They seem to believe that money is MERE paper, MERE zeroes and ones, with no connection whatsoever to actual human beings, and seem to have not the slightest understanding that it is the FREE GIVING of one’s money or property, which is simply a derivative proxy for one’s human capacity to labor, produce or create THROUGH TIME, that is fraternal charity, not being gang-raped by oligarchs spewing platitudes about “the poor”.  And don’t even get me started on their seeming failure to comprehend that government debt monetization is the forcible confiscation of wealth from not just the contemporary non-oligarch class, but also from human beings who do not yet exist, and are thus utterly helpless to protest their own enslavement.

If nobody even understands what money is, how can we possibly hope to rebuild the economy, banking system and financial markets into something other than yet another iteration of the satanic maw of iniquity and villainy of which we are now witnessing the implosion?  “Same song, second verse” is NOT a satisfactory goal.  Not even close.  Either do it right, or kiss the dirt, shut up and stay out of the way so that someone better than you can at least have a clean slate from which to start.  Harsh?  Yep.  But true.  

The next installment in this series will cover banking theory and regulation.

Now he said this, not because he cared for the poor; but because he was a thief, and having the purse, carried the things that were put therein.

Dixit autem hoc, non quia de egenis pertinebat ad eum, sed quia fur erat, et loculos habens, ea quae mittebantur, portabat.