Grieving Catholic, Grateful Grandfather, Advocate for Sanity
Traveling yesterday so I missed the Ash Wednesday madness—ashes sprinkled, applied by Q-tip, foreheads wiped by alcohol swab, etc.
As a boy I wondered how propaganda could be so effective in the Soviet countries. Later I wondered how an ordinary man or woman could stand by while poor souls were loaded onto cattle cars. Then I wondered as a man how so many churches could capitulate and become bland, emasculated, complicit state churches.
Christ have mercy on us all. We fight on.
The churches surrendering to the governmental nonsense with Covid is what hurt my heart the most. It was as if they we betraying Jesus himself.
"It's a sign of love" is what our priest keeps saying... All I can see is another Judas.💔
Grieving Catholic, Grateful Grandfather, Advocate for Sanity
"It's a sign of love" is what the public service announcements in Kroger say in their own way--virtue signalling and shaming. All while they open the back door for the fascists. Can't end well.
