With so much that is British in the news right now, I have in mind my dearly missed priest friends in England. VIDEO suggestion.

With so much that is British in the news right now, I have in mind my dearly missed priest friends in England. I haven’t been able to visit them for a long time.

That being the case, here is a trailer for a lovely video made with priests in England about the priesthood.

I think you will benefit from the longer video, from St. Anthony Communications.   It not free, but your buying or renting will help a good apostolate.  HERE

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“The liturgical reform was ‘sold,’ so to speak, on a mighty promise of the countless wonderful blessings it could not fail to bring to the Church.”

I read a story at CNA about a diocese in the Netherlands where the wonderous springtime of Vatican II has revolutionized all of Catholic life.

So successful has the Vatican II reform been, that the Diocese of Roermond has said that, due to a shortage of priests and to save on energy costs, they are was abandoning offering at least one Sunday Mass in every parish. They are shifting to Masses every other week. There are 3.7 million Catholics in the Netherlands, but only 4% regularly attend Mass. The Diocese of Roermond is one of two dioceses with a majority of Catholics.

Recently Peter Kwasniewski gave a talk in Charlotte, NC which was reproduced at Rorate also with the video.  The title of the talk, “The Primacy of Tradition and Obedience to the Truth”.

You can seek that out and read and/or view it via those links, above.  However, here is an excerpt for thought.  Keep in mind my catch-phrase: We Are Our Rites.

[…]

The liturgical reform was “sold,” so to speak, on a mighty promise of the countless wonderful blessings it could not fail to bring to the Church. The Second Vatican Council’s Constitution on the Sacred Liturgy, Sacrosanctum Concilium, begins with a statement of what the Council hoped to achieve, with the liturgical reform as its poster-child:

This sacred Council…desires to impart an ever increasing vigor to the Christian life of the faithful; to adapt more suitably to the needs of our own times those institutions which are subject to change; to foster whatever can promote union among all who believe in Christ; to strengthen whatever can help to call the whole of mankind into the household of the Church.

As my colleague Gregory DiPippo, esteemed editor of New Liturgical Movement, has pointed out on more than one occasion: “None of this has happened. The Christian life of the faithful has not become more vigorous; its institutions have not become more suitably adapted to the needs of our times; union has not been fostered among all who believe in Christ; the call of the whole of mankind into the household of the Church has not been strengthened.”[30]

As I have said, the traditionalists objected to a massive reform as a matter of principle, on the twin basis of reason and faith, because they could not see how it would be right to sacrifice the tradition already certainly known and loved for a future possibility uncertainly known and impossible to love because it had yet no existence. As Joseph Shaw says, in 1971, at the time of the first (so-called Agatha Christie) indult, no one had the freedom to base an argument for keeping the old liturgy on the grounds that it would be “pastoral” to do so, or because of its venerable theology, since “the whole point of the reform was the [promised] pastoral effectiveness, as yet of course untried, of the Novus Ordo Missae, and [the hoped-for assimilation of] the theological insights of Vatican II.”[31] The only defense that might work with the authorities back in 1971 was an artistic and cultural defense.

Today, we are in a vastly different position. We have not only the same principles of faith and reason as our forefathers, we also have behind us a half-century of desolation, desecration, and dramatic decline in church life as a monumental witness of unarguable fact against the prophesied success of the liturgical reform. We know now that the prophets of renewal—even if they wore the mitre of a bishop or the fisherman’s ring—were false prophets who said “peace, peace, when there was no peace” (Jer 6:14, 8:11), who promised plenty but brought down famine. To defend the superiority of Catholic tradition today, we don’t need to have even half the insightfulness of the original traditionalists, because we can see that every one of their predictions has been proved true to the last degree. They predicted that sudden and massive change would have catastrophic effects, and that the particular changes pushed through would undermine Catholic faith and practice. They predicted that where tradition was treasured, the Church would weather the storm and produce good fruits. They have been abundantly vindicated in the event, for it is the very success of the traditionalist renewal against all possible odds that has roused the dragon’s ire.

For us to be traditionalists today requires no great wisdom, for the good and bad fruits have reached full maturity. We still have the same power of reason and the same sensus fidei fidelium that tells us when something is irrational or when it refuses to harmonize with what a sound catechism teaches us. The one thing we need more of, much more of, is courage, fortitude, boldness. The traditionalist movement both benefited from and suffered from the fifteen-year “pax Benedictina,” the peaceful space of coexistence put into place by Benedict XVI. We benefited because many more priests learned the old rite and many more faithful grew to love it. So our movement has grown tremendously in numbers. But we suffered, too, because in a lot of places things became easier for us, and perhaps we grew soft, as soldiers may do in peace time; suddenly we had friendly (or at least not openly hostile) bishops, we had parishes springing up here and there; it seemed like a gently rising and irresistible tide.

And then came the unexpected Traditionis Custodes—whose title can be translated “prison-guards of treachery”—which threw us suddenly back into a state of open conflict that many of us, especially, I would say, the “baby traditionalists,” were quite unprepared for. This is where we really need to step up our game. Everyone who has drifted to the TLM because they love the Eucharistic reverence, the silence, the music, the community of young families, the orthodox preaching, whatever it might be, or even just because they hated masks and hand sanitizer and the branch covidian religion—all of them need to pick up some good books and educate themselves![32] They need to find out what happened in the 60s and why traditionalism as a movement began.[33] They need, in short, to move from being tourists of tradition to apostles of it, from nomads to homesteaders, from admirers to defenders. We were sold a kind of half-truth, that we could have the tradition if we “preferred” it; and that was a false compromise, because tradition is not something we “prefer,” it is something we know and understand, believe and live—it is a treasure without which we cannot live and without which the Church cannot thrive. It is not a preference but a vital necessity, a fundamental identity.

[…]

[30] Gregory DiPippo, “The Revolution Is Over,” New Liturgical Movement, August 1, 2022.

[31] “The 1971 Petition,” Mass of the Ages 210 (Winter 2021), 8.

[32] Start with these two: my Reclaiming Our Roman Catholic Birthright (Brooklyn: Angelico Press, 2020) and Michael Fiedrowicz’s The Traditional Mass: History, Form, and Theology of the Classical Roman Rite (Brooklyn: Angelico Press, 2020).

[33] For this, Stuart Chessman’s book Faith of Our Fathers: A Brief History of Catholic Traditionalism in the United States, from Triumph to Traditionis Custodes (Brooklyn: Angelico Press, 2022) will be indispensable.

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London’s Brompton Oratory – 1st time prayer after Mass for Charles III and God Save The King and Dies Irae in Requiem for Elizabeth

Sung for the first time at the Oratory upon the accession of King Charles III

Dies Irae at the Requiem Mass for HM Queen Elizabeth

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Daily Rome Shot 559, etc.

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Right now I am working my way through the fascinating  Trent: What Happened at the Council by John O’Malley.  [US HERE – UK HERE] Not exactly the most conservative of scholars, but he has done his homework.  It gives me a new view of that important Council and a new view of Paul V (Farnese).

Because it is 9/11…

This would have been an occasion for general absolution, I think.

Say a prayer for this priest.  I suspect there wasn’t another priest on the plane to give him absoluion.

Don’t ever take the sacraments for granted.  GO TO CONFESSION when you know you have to as well as regularly.  You just don’t know.  Hence, the Church’s perennial prayer in the Litany – too seldom prayed, alas –

A subitanea et improvisa morte, libera nos, Domine.

From a sudden and unprovided death, save us, O Lord.

And in Chess news…

Yesterday a couple readers jumped in with solutions.  Yay!

White to move and win material.

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Priestly chess players, drop me a line. HERE

White to move and mate.  Can you weave the net?

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ASK FATHER: “I have often felt used and abused spiritually, psychologically and emotionally by bitchy, nosy, petty, likely psychopathic/narcissist church people.”

From a reader…

QUAERITUR:

I have often felt used and abused spiritually, psychologically and emotionally by bitchy, nosy, petty, likely psychopathic/narcissist church people. What was once a naive and blind trust and obedience was crushed by the sadistic cackling of Witch Hazel, Evil Genius and Marvin the Martian like characters from a Looney Tunes cartoon. I have attempted reconciliation through sacramental Confession several times, but each time I get the same result. Am I obliged to keep trying to go to Confession if there is a very high chance I will be abused again? Should I even bother going to church if Father Priest-Voice will play his little word games at Mass or in the homily surreptitiously maligning people like me with false crimes and sins (that mind you, were NOT confessed 20 minutes before) to keep control and a sense of careerist security in his little aging and geriatric suburban fiefdom? What just punishments would these types of people await in Dante’s version of hell, if any at all? Are they justified in this behavior? Is it really a matter of Millenial me having to crush my entitled sense of pride to submit to endless Boomerisms and Gen-X neuroses of seemingly evil church people or am I permitted to have even a sliver of dignity and self-worth as a believing Christian? What would it take for me to WANT to even start going to church again? Am I not allowed even one nice thing from the church founded by the same Jesus who healed the sick, raised the dead, gave the Sermon on the Mount? I look forward to hearing your thoughts.

Friend, I thought for quite a while about your missive and your string of questions – I explicitly ask people not to send strings of questions – which aren’t really questions, but implicit statements with which I suspect you think I ought to validate.

One of the questions, …

Am I obliged to keep trying to go to Confession if there is a very high chance I will be abused again?

Well, yes. You are, I am, we all are obliged to go to confession at least once a year.

That said, no one is bound to the impossible.

However, your situation is – I’ll go out on a limb here – not impossible.

A simple answer is GO TO CONFESSION… at another parish.  99.9% of priests are at least kind in the confession, even if they are a little stupid or have goofy notions.

Now, let’s address this:

What just punishments would these types of people await in Dante’s version of hell, if any at all?

I had a flash of Luke 18:9-14.

Here’s a mind exercise.

You don’t like going to a particular confessor because he is demeaning in the confessional and from the pulpit. Hence, knowing the need for the Sacrament of Penance, you refuse to go because you don’t like the priest, who can give you valid absolution whether you like his style or not.

You are hit by a meteor.

Moments later, after your encounter with your Judge and Creator, you find yourself in Hell because of your unconfessed and unshriven mortal sins.

Now the mind exercise:

Sit very still, away from the computer or any other distraction.

Try to imagine what goes through the mind of someone during those first 5 minutes of Hell.

Your Savior chose fragile, unworthy men to be His instruments of grace in your life.  Forgive us if we fail in living up your expectations.

At the same time, you should get over yourself a little.  Rather than framing yourself as a victim, you can chalk up your less than perfect encounters with priests and others in the Church by reflecting on the words of the immortal Gracie Allen: “People are funnier than anyone!”, and move on.

GO TO CONFESSION.  Don’t play around with hellfire.

Two things for the PRIESTS who might be reading this.

Firstly, about the “priest voice”.  Father… do you hear yourself?  We all know exactly what the “priest voice” is.  Knock it off.  It rings false and you are fooling no one.  It makes my flesh crawl and I’ll bet that at least three-quarters of the congregation find it slimy.

Fathers, if you are harsh, dismissive or too lax with people in the confessional, not compassionate but lax, or if you don’t hear confessions, or if you give counsel which you know is contrary to the Church’s teaching, you are probably going to go to Hell.  As a priest.  A priest… in Hell.  That’ll be special.  I have a mind exercise for you guys, too.

I want to kick this over to an answer from another priest with whom I shared this ASK FATHER submission.

GUEST PRIEST:

My gut reaction, reading this, is that this gentleman is a bit of a drama queen. While yes, there are priests who are abusive in many ways, and its an awful thing, to feel oneself victimized “each time” one goes to confession is more than a bit much. Put on your big boy pants and stop being a victim. If the priest is unkind, or nasty, or abusive – give it right back to him then and there, tell him you don’t deserve to be treated like that and if it’s something actionable, call the bishop. Or, be satisfied knowing, as he states, that punishment awaits those who mistreat others.

Go to a different parish, even if you have to drive a ways out of your suburban fiefdom. Find a monastery, religious house.

Is one entitled to a sliver of dignity and self-worth as a believing Christian? Ego sum vermis et non homo.

My dignity and self-worth does not come from what anyone else thinks of me or says of me. My dignity and self-worth comes from the knowledge that, abject sinner though I am, Jesus Christ, the Second Person of the Blessed Trinity, deigned to debase Himself and lay down His life on the Cross for me. Let others call me foolish, or dumb, or ignorant, or whatever.

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WDTPRS – 14th Sunday after Pentecost: God gives us the finger

Working up a translation of a liturgical text is many layered.   For many years I wrote a weekly column comparing the Latin and the translations.  This blog was born of that effort, for I originally thought that it would be an archive for my columns.  HAH!

I regularly still post some of this work, so that you can see what can be found in a prayer, when you open the hood in look inside.  Language difficulty: isn’t a hood also a bonnet?  Make a choice. Choices limit what we can convey in the text.  Hoods and bonnets are parts of cars but they are both “head wear”, but the words have different connotations.

We can find lots of varying connotations in our LATIN texts, some of which are ancient and which need to be recovered or made available to our modern ears.

So, there’s a lot going on in these Latin texts.  Let’s have a look at the Collect for this Sunday, the 14th after Pentecost in the traditional calendar.

I’ll get to “the finger” below.

This Sunday’s Collect for the Vetus Ordo survived the snipping and pasting of the Consilium and the late Annibale Bugnini’s liturgical experts to be used in the Ordinary Form on Tuesday of the 2nd week of Lent.  Figure that one out.

Custodi, Domine, quaesumus, Ecclesiam tuam propitiatione perpetua: et quia sine te labitur humana mortalitas; tuis semper auxiliis et abstrahatur a noxiis, et ad salutaria dirigatur.

Propitiatio, in its fundamental meaning, is “an appeasing, atonement, propitiation”. The dictionary of liturgical Latin Blaise/Dumas also gives us a view of the word as “favor”. This makes sense. God has been appeased and rendered favorable again towards us sinners by the propitiatory actions Christ fulfilled on the Cross. We have renewed these through the centuries in Holy Mass.  Propitiation is a concept nearly eradicated from the orations of the Novus Ordo.

Mortalitas refers, as you might guess, to the fact that we die, our mortality. Inherent in the word is the concept that we die in our flesh. So, you ought also to hear “flesh” when you hear mortalitas.  Another concept not so popular in the post-Vatican II prayers.

Labitur is from labor. This is not the substantive labor but the verb, labor, lapsus. It means, “to glide, fall, to move gently along a smooth surface, to fall, slide”.  How about this idea?

Auxilium, in the plural, has a military overtone. There is also a medical undertone too, “an antidote, remedy, in the most extended sense of the word”. Pair this up with noxius, a, um, which points at things which are injurious or harmful. There is a moral element as well or “a fault, offence, trespass”.

Salutaria is the plural of neuter salutare which looks like an infinitive but isn’t. Our constant companion the Lewis & Short Dictionary says the neuter substantive salutare is “salvation, deliverance, health” in later Latin. The adjectival form, salutaris, is “of or belonging to well-being, healthful, wholesome”. Think of English “salutary” and O salutaris hostia in the Eucharistic hymn by St. Thomas Aquinas (+1274).

When this word is in the neuter plural (salutaria) there is a phrase in Latin bibere salutaria alicui … to drink one’s health” or literally “to drink healths to someone”.

In Shakespeare’s Romeo and Juliet during the famous “Queen Mab” speech Mercutio declares that a soldier dreams, inter alia, of “healths five fathom deep,” (I, iv) and in Henry VIII the King says to Cardinal Wolsey, “I have half a dozen healths to drink to these” (I, iv).

Wine and health are closely related in the ancient world. In the parable of the Good Samaritan the good passerby pours oil and wine into the wounds of the man who was assaulted (Luke 10:25-37). St. Paul wrote to St. Timothy:

“No longer drink only water, but take a little wine for the sake of your stomach and your frequent ailments” (1 Tim 5:23).

Apart from its resemblance to blood, it is no surprise that Christ should choose this healthful daily staple as the matter of our saving Sacrament.

Wine was often safer to drink than water in the ancient world, though it was nearly always mixed with water to some extent. To drink uncut wine, merum in Latin (from the adjective merus “unadulterated”, giving us the English word “mere”) was considered barbaric. Cicero (+43 BC) and others hurled that accusation at Marcus Antonius (+31 BC) who was a renowned merum swiller.

Catholics sing the word merum in the hymn of the Holy Thursday liturgy, Pange lingua gloriosi, by St. Thomas Aquinas: “fitque sanguis Christi merum… and the wine becomes the Blood of Christ”.  The Angelic Doctor could has used vinum, but that wouldn’t have rhymed.

Verbum caro, panem verum
Verbo carnem éfficit:
Fitque sanguis Christi merum,
Et si sensus déficit,
Ad firmándum cor sincérum
Sola fides súfficit.

In sacramental terms, there is a link between wine and health in the sense of salvation. During Holy Mass, we offer gifts of wine with water to become our spiritual “healths” once it is changed into the Blood of Christ. These archaic and literary references help us drill into the language of our prayers.

Let’s drill some more. Did you know that the index finger was called digitus salutaris, and that the ancient Romans held it up when greeting people? We don’t do that very often these days. I believe modern usage, at least on roadways, more commonly employs a different finger.

The special designations of fingers in Latin are pollex (thumb); index or salutaris (forefinger); medius, infamis or impudicus (middle finger); minimo proximus or medicinalis (ring finger); minimus (little finger, “pinky”). The priest, during Mass, always held the consecrated Host only between his thumb and the digitus salutaris.

One way to harm a priest, our mediator at the altar and in the confessional, was to chop off his index fingers. Priests without those fingers were forbidden to say Mass without special permission from the Holy See.  Those fingers were clearly understood by those who hate the Church, priesthood, and the Eucharist as being especially important.  North American martyr missionaries were mutilated like this.

Let’s push this a little more.

The adjective medicinalis, “medicinal, healing”, comes from the verb medeor or medico, the original meaning of which has to do with “to heal” by magic. The verb traces back to the stem med– or “middle”. So, medicus, “doctor” is associated with “mediator”. We can think of this in terms of the English word “medium”, who is a mediator with the spirit world. The Latin poet Silius Italicus (Tiberius Catius Asconius Silius Italicus, +101) called a magician “medicus vulgus” (Punica, III, 300).

The ancients saw what we call the “ring finger” as having magical powers. Talk about “rings of power”.  This is reflected in the name digitus medicinalis, the “medicinal/magic” finger.

One of the most important Patristic Christological images in the ancient Church is Christus Medicus, the “Physician”. St. Augustine does amazing things with this image, and Christus Mediator. He is the doctor of the ailing soul. He is the only mediator between God and man.

SUPER LITERAL RENDERING:

Guard your Church, we beseech You, O Lord, with perpetual favor and, since without You our mortal flesh slides toward ruin, by means of your helping remedies let it be pulled back from injuries and be guided unto saving healths.

Watch how the old incarnation of ICEL ruined the imagery.

OBSOLETE ICEL (1973):

Lord, watch over your Church,
and guide it with your unfailing love.
Protect us from what could harm us
and lead us to what will save us.
Help us always, for without you we are bound to fail.

We won’t ever have to hear that one again!  No wonder we have so many problems now in the Church of the Anglophone world.

CURRENT ICEL (2011):

Guard your Church, we pray, O Lord, in your unceasing mercy,
and, since without you mortal humanity is sure to fall,
may we be kept by your constant helps from all harm
and directed to all that brings salvation
.

We all know the image of the slippery slope. Once you are on this slope, scrabble and scratch with your weak hands as you can, and you can’t get a purchase.

You slide and slide, faster and faster.  Down.

Our fallen nature and our habitual sins drag us onto the slope from which we cannot save ourselves.  Sometime we only hang on to the cliff by our fingers.

In the sacraments and teachings of Holy Church, Christ extends the fingers of His saving hand.

I just had the mind flash of a baby grasping his father’s finger with his tiny hand.

God extends His hand to us in love.  He draws us back from a deadly slide with His Almighty touch.

Never doubt that the digitus Dei, the finger of God is upon you, to move you in your vocation upon the immense chess board of salvation history towards His final victory.

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UPDATE: DIY Camera Repair

Firstly, THANK YOU to the readers who sent batteries for my camera from my wishlist!  Much appreciated!

Continued from… HERE.

We rejoin our adventure into camera repair after a break while we awaited the arrival of parts from China.

I was reviving a Canon Powershot camera which I figured has a faulty screen, thus making it pretty much a paperweight, for practical use purposes.  It worked, but without a screen to see what you were aiming at, etc.  Well.  I had explored repair options and figured that it wouldn’t be time or cost effective.  Hence I searched up the replacement screen, found one on Ebay and got to it.

Got to it… successfully, I might add, except for in the final stretch, I broke something.  I tore a  fragile connector ribbon that linked the control knob at the top.  Not good.

Another hunt for parts ensued.  Aliexpress.

Once I got a good look at this, I hunted some down online.

I ordered three of these little buggers in case I broke another.   The Chinese said that they would arrive by 23 Sept, which is within acceptable parameters in view of my upcoming sojourn in Rome during October.  However, they came early!

I put everything in place, with the new connector and tightened it down.

I bless the man who thought of making magnetic screwdrivers.  These screws are really small.   Always plan on where you are going to put them when you take things apart.

Now… how to get that tiny tab into its slot?

It took me about a half hour, but I got it.  It was… truly vexing.

Mostly reassembled, time to test.

 

The screen cost about $30 and three connectors $7 with shipping.

I now have a functioning 20 Mpixel camera again with a good optical and digital zoom.

DYI.

Speaking of DYI….

… when you GO TO CONFESSION, follow tip #8 in Fr. Z’s 20 Tips For Making A Good Confession.  This is important.   You can avoid this by using tip #1 and tip #5.

 

 

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Daily Rome Shot 557, etc. including a crazy solution

Yesterday I posted a puzzle I found it in an issue of the Marshall [Club in NYC] Spectator.

White to move and mate starting 3.  1.e7…

There are several ways to mate black.  However, the most fascinating line is

if 1…Kxf3 2.e8=R and now if 2…d4 3.0-0 mate BUT!!!! if 2…Kg2 3.0-0-0-0 mate.

What on earth is O-O-O-O?

It is a castling move!   At the time, the FIDE rules said that a King that had not moved and a rook that had not moved could castle.  In this case, the promoted former pawn, now a rook, has not moved and the unmoved king are in the same FILE, e, not the same RANK, 1.  So, according to the laws of chess at the time, they could castle.  Now, that cannot be done.  The rules say they have to be on the starting RANK.

Use your phone’s camera!

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King Charles on the Ideology of Modernism

My good friend Fr. Tim Finigan alerted me to this.

Perhaps Charles could explain the situation to Francis.

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