The other day, I saw a stage of the Tour de France that was in the Vendée.
Today is the anniversary of the martyrdom of the Carmelites of Compiègne.
I’ve been watching the lunatic frenzy and eruptions of malice from the Left over any word that Pres. Trump utters or doesn’t utter.
Lately some have suggested military coups, free income for people in Chicago, mouthpieces seemingly for the Holy See are undermining Humanae vitae, the Seal is being attacked in Australian, Communion for those in mortal sin is being promoted and forget can. 915 and can. 916 even as Card. Coco wants protection of the environment put into the Code of Canon Law as an obligation of the faithful, homoeroticism is found even first Masses in money-enslaved Germany, priest friends are talking about the increase in demonic activity and calls for help from exorcists, etc.
As I watched the idiocy from the political left tonight on the news – remember, they are stupid, but they are not stupid, if you know what I mean – the image of the badge of the Vendée came to mind. Earlier in the day, I thought about the possibility of being put up against the wall in the future.