Saturday, January 31, 2015

Pope Behind Replacement of Rejected Synod Propositions

UPDATE: This story was originally posted a couple of days ago and accidentally got deleted today. Since Pewsitter had linked to it, I wanted to be sure to repost it (luckily, it was open on another device). See below for more recent content. Sorry for the confusion.

Until now we suspected, but, according an article in Lifesite News, Synod showrunner Cardinal Baldisseri has confirmed that Pope Francis personally approved publishing controversial propositions that had failed to get the required two-thirds majority vote.

“It was the Pope’s decision to include the points that did not receive the two-thirds majority,” he said. 
“The Pope said: ‘These three points received an absolute majority. They were therefore not rejected with a ‘no,’ as they received more than 50 percent approval. They are therefore issues that still need to be developed. We as a Church want a consensus. These texts can be modified, that’s clear. Once there has been further reflection, they can be modified.”

Which presents the question: why have a two-thirds requirement to begin with if the Pope can waive it just because he wants to?

Cardinal Baldisseri revealed the mentality of Francis and his handpuppets:

He assured the 300 conference attendees that “there’s no reason to be scandalized that there is a cardinal or a theologian saying something that’s different than the so-called ‘common doctrine.’ This doesn’t imply a going against. It means reflecting. Because dogma has its own evolution; that is a development, not a change.” 

If it were not so dangerous, Baldisseri's doublespeak would beg ridicule. (Why, say "evolution" and wave your hand and anything can happen!)

Bear in mind what dogma is. Dogma is unchangeable. It is not subject to "development" when some ecclesiastical grifters set up their shell game.  Dogma may be studied and even reformulated, if need be, but cannot be changed, even if "change" is called "development."

Perhaps if the Pope can entertain a genitally mutilated man calling himself a woman, he thinks he can mutilate the deposit of faith and call it "evolution."

Catholics are forced into an unpleasant hope: that the credibility of many of their fellow Catholics, from the lowliest Patheos blogger to the Pope himself, hemorrhage credibility in 2015. That sounds brutal, but the sooner no one takes these people seriously anymore, the better off the Church will be.

The Bear is hopeful that the Pope's encyclical on climate change will be flat-out crazy. Don't say it can't happen. Global warming is powerful hoodoo to even stable intellects. What it might bring out in an eccentric is anyone's guess.

The Emperor has no clothes. We've all said it. We need to keep saying it. Every rabbit counts.

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Catholics Not Barred From Boston Bomber Jury

According to news reports, Catholics are being kept off the jury in the Boston Bombing trial of Dzhokhar Tsarnaev due to the Church's stand on the death penalty. The Catechism of the Catholic Church says that cases where the death penalty can be justified are "very rare, if practically nonexistent."

The problem is, that's not how jury selection works.

In 1968, the United States Supreme Court decided the appeal of a man who had been given the death sentence by an Illinois court (Witherspoon v. Illinois). Potential jurors had been excluded on the basis of their general scruples against capital punishment. The Supreme Court said that deprived Witherspoon of a fair trial. For a successful challenge, prosecutors had to establish that a juror could never consider the death penalty in any case, or at any rate not in the case at hand.

By the same token, the defense must "reverse-Witherspoon" potential jurors to get rid of jurors who would certainly vote for the death penalty in the case. It is a similarly tough standard as the one for prosecutors. (One of the arts of capital defense is "rehabilitating" anti-capital-punishment potential jurors -- the ones the defense wants -- by getting them to agree that they would at least consider the death penalty.)

The practical result is that defendants will face a "Witherspooned" jury made of up people who have already sworn they will consider the death penalty.

There is absolutely no reason Dzhokhar Tsarnaev's jury shouldn't have Catholics on it. Without a doubt, many Catholics could consider a sentence of death. Catholic potential jurors will undergo voir dire like everyone else, and each one will be handled individually on the basis of his or her answers.
Dzhokhar Tsarnaev

Vatican Spokesmodel Deemed Too Hawt

Who better to address the concerns of ordinary women than your ordinary, gorgeous, buxom, blond, Italian actress? However, the Vatican has come under fire by spoil sports in the U.S.

The ordinary spokesmodel urges women to send videos of themselves to the Vatican. Or photos. (Suitable entries that are not chosen for Vatican promotional material will be referred to Il Colpo Grosso.) Seriously, Italians are just not wired to have a problem with something like this, unlike American feminists with a chip on their shoulder the size of a Chevy Volt.

This is a perfect example of the "what have you done for me lately?" attitude of leftists. One Italian bleached bombshell with a couple sets of false eyelashes and all of a sudden Pope Francis is a medieval misogynist. "Insensitive," don't you know.

The clerico-cultural axis is not a match made in Heaven. The Pope and his Vatican are perfectly capable of misstepping, as we just saw with Rabbitgate. This all goes along with the Bear's fervent desire that, until Francis and company are ready to promote the Church's established teaching on non-negotiable matters, it is best if no one pays much attention to them.

Friday, January 30, 2015

Sexual Schism

Michael Voris nails it. Many, if not most, of the evils the Church faces are nothing more than products of a disordered sexuality. We have told God, "No, this part of my life I reserve to myself. You are not welcome here." Voris correctly observed that, as with previous great crises, it is clergy that are poisoning the Church. We should be witnessing to a corrupt generation. Instead we are imitating it.

2015 is going to be a crucial year for the Church. The elderly wolves in their moth-eaten sheep disguises know they have only a little time. They are ridiculous figures, really, prancing around our altars in go-go boots and love beads.

We have so few weapons. Perhaps mockery is forgivable in this emergency.

The Bunny Song

The Bear imagines all the woodland creatures singing this song while doing the bunny hop.

Get on your bunny, honey, get on your bunny,
Get on  your bunny ears, your little  bunny tail.
'Cause we're gonna bunny 'til it ain't even funny,
You'll be my bunny mama, and I'll be your bunny male.

I want to kiss you on your rabbit nose, and kiss your little toes
Don't play hard to get because it's time to start the show.
Let's lie down in the clover, lover, see where it goes,
I'll be your thumper honey, and you can be my doe.


Now some say heed the word, that rabbits shouldn't breed,
There's too many bunnies honey, way more than we need.
But a rabbit's gotta do what God made the rabbits to,
So get your bunny on babe, and let's fill up that pew.

Pope Hoax

There's a report circulating that Pope Francis said some shocking things to "followers" Monday. According to "National Report," the Pope told an audience that, "Jesus Christ, Mohammed, Jehovah, Allah... are all names for an entity that is distinctly the same across the world." He went on to place the Bible on the same level as the Koran, and spoke of "merging our faiths."

Never happened, but that hasn't stopped message boards on the lunatic fringe from railing against Francis as "the antichrist."

Yes, the Bear is aware he is probably on the lunatic fringe for someone, but these people are out there.

While he's on the subject of the lunatic fringe, here's a bone for them.

Prophecies of St. Malachy. We should have "Peter the Roman" as pope, right? Is that post-feed-my-sheep Peter, or scattered-sheep-cock-crowing Peter? Could he be a "Peter" after all? He hasn't moved into a hotel in Buenos Aires yet, so he certainly is "Roman." Hmmm?

So get your news from reliable sources. The Bear is obviously not one of them.
“Jesus Christ, Mohammed, Jehovah, Allah. These are all names employed to describe an entity that is distinctly the same across the world. For centuries, blood has been needlessly shed because of the desire to segregate our faiths. This, however, should be the very concept which unites us as people, as nations, and as a world bound by faith. Together, we can bring about an unprecedented age of peace, all we need to achieve such a state is respect each others beliefs, for we are all children of God regardless of the name we choose to address him by. We can accomplish miraculous things in the world by merging our faiths, and the time for such a movement is now. No longer shall we slaughter our neighbors over differences in reference to their God.” - See more at:
“Jesus Christ, Mohammed, Jehovah, Allah. These are all names employed to describe an entity that is distinctly the same across the world. For centuries, blood has been needlessly shed because of the desire to segregate our faiths. This, however, should be the very concept which unites us as people, as nations, and as a world bound by faith. Together, we can bring about an unprecedented age of peace, all we need to achieve such a state is respect each others beliefs, for we are all children of God regardless of the name we choose to address him by. We can accomplish miraculous things in the world by merging our faiths, and the time for such a movement is now. No longer shall we slaughter our neighbors over differences in reference to their God.” - See more at:
“Jesus Christ, Mohammed, Jehovah, Allah. These are all names employed to describe an entity that is distinctly the same across the world. For centuries, blood has been needlessly shed because of the desire to segregate our faiths. This, however, should be the very concept which unites us as people, as nations, and as a world bound by faith. Together, we can bring about an unprecedented age of peace, all we need to achieve such a state is respect each others beliefs, for we are all children of God regardless of the name we choose to address him by. We can accomplish miraculous things in the world by merging our faiths, and the time for such a movement is now. No longer shall we slaughter our neighbors over differences in reference to their God.” - See more at:
“Jesus Christ, Mohammed, Jehovah, Allah. These are all names employed to describe an entity that is distinctly the same across the world. For centuries, blood has been needlessly shed because of the desire to segregate our faiths. This, however, should be the very concept which unites us as people, as nations, and as a world bound by faith. Together, we can bring about an unprecedented age of peace, all we need to achieve such a state is respect each others beliefs, for we are all children of God regardless of the name we choose to address him by. We can accomplish miraculous things in the world by merging our faiths, and the time for such a movement is now. No longer shall we slaughter our neighbors over differences in reference to their God.” - See more at:

Thursday, January 29, 2015

See Rock City

Have you ever been to Rock City? It was the original "tourist trap," albeit a very nice one. If you had the good fortune to be a child the first time, it is forever lit with a magical nostalgia that draws you back. The Bear remembers going there, and, when he was a dad, took his children, too. One cannot help but meditate on how our time here is not long, as we fill the roles our parents filled. Anyway, the Bear wrote this song, called "See Rock City."

Lookout Mountain, here I go.
Not too fast, and not too slow.
Traveling down the highway,
Old US 51,
I look into the mirror and say
See what time has done.

Barns and signs they point the way,
Left over from a better day.
With faded paint they tell you
Rock City's number one,
And each abandoned motel says
See what time has done.

I traveled this way once before,
my Dad a man of thirty-four.
He put me on his shoulders,
said, see what time has done,
His strength was like the mountain,
Now see what time has done.

My wife is sitting at my side,
Behind me kids take in the ride,
We're going to Rock City
on US 51,
I see them in the mirror and smile
See what time has done.


See Rock City,
See Rock City,
See Rock city,
One more time.

The Bear's View This Morning

Buster and Briar at Morning Prayer
The Bear suspects the cat is in it for the body heat. But Buster is clearly following along.

The Bear loves starting his day with Lauds across the dining room table from his mate. Have you ever thought you might like to try the Liturgy of the Hours (Divine Office)? Lent would be a great time. There are two excellent apps -- Universalis and Divine Office. The latter has audio, the former just the text. Or you can dive in and learn how to work the Christian Prayer book.

If Buster can do it, surely you can! (He turns the pages.)

Wednesday, January 28, 2015

Sweet Bear With 100% Less Francis

You will have noticed, regular readers, that the Bear is making up for his hiatus by shoveling large quantities of poorly-written material into the never-satisfied maw of SCB. (Although rehabilitating St. Pope John Paul II's mishap with the Qur'an was a fun bit of agitprop.)

 It's not so much that I'm bipolar: my energy is just unevenly distributed.

A blog article is perhaps the most ephemeral of literature. Most of them have a shelf-life of 24 hours. Maybe twice that with a Pewsitter bump. You can't even line your bird cage with them. You've got to move fast, fly under the reader's radar, drop your bomb right on target, then escape before their critical faculties can engage.

Once a reader suggested the Bear submit something to a real outlet, like First Things. Does the Bear think he could write that well? Maybe. But it would be work, and that's what he retired to get away from.The bliss of blogging is that you don't answer to anyone.

As if the Bear's distemper were not enough, last night his blood sugar rocketed up toward 400 micro-decaliters or whatever the units are. Anyway, this is supposedly high. (You didn't know a Bear could be diabetic? Try living on honey and berries and see what happens to you.)

Lent is just around the corner. Medical science has taken so much from the Bear he has hardly anything left to give up for spiritual reasons. He can't even wear a hair shirt (pointless, for obvious reasons). But there is one thing.

During Lent, SCB will be a Francis-Free zone. That's right. The Bear is giving up the Pope for Lent.

Oh dear, you say, whatever shall the Bear find to write about? (Some of you won't even say that sarcastically.) Well, the Bear doesn't know. He used to write about stuff until the Bergoglio Black Hole swallowed Catholic blogdom. He just needs to remember. (Good luck with that while he's on that pill that makes him... um... where was this going?)

Where indeed, you are asking yourselves right now.

Well there's an answer to that.

Tuesday, January 27, 2015

What the Frack?

If the Bear didn't toss off articles during commercial breaks in The Bachelor, he might write as well as this at First Things. According to Maureen Mullarkey, these were not just two harmless crackpots who shoved an anti-fracking T-shirt into the distracted pope's hands. The older gentleman on the right, Fernando Solanas, is a socialist politician and self-described film propagandist from Buenos Aires. This was planned, something the Pope wanted to do. You can read more here, at A Blog for Dallas Area Catholics. (Thanks to reader Murray.)

You'll want to read the whole story at the two links. The Pope's upcoming Ecocyclical looks to be an unappealing mixture of socialist red and Captain Planet green.

We already know everything we need to know about Pope Francis. No, he's not an Antipope. The Bear is confident that the Church will survive his erratic meddling.Who knows, going green may do some good. The quickest way to be relegated to the shadowy alleys of Crank Town is to go on the Sharknado world tour with Bono. The science has become so politicized it may never have predictive value. To jump on the climate change bandwagon may prove the dumbest PR stunt since the Church slapped down Galileo.

That's Pope Francis for you.

But the moral of this particular story is when the apologists turn out with their "who are you gonna believe, me or your lyin' eyes?" routine, go with your eyes. As for fracking, the Bear has no experience that qualifies him to say one thing or another. Therefore, he uses his "The same people who..." rule. (The same people who are hysterical about dodgy climate arguments, love Obama, are pro-abortion, etc. are against fracking, therefore the dangers are unproven at best.)

When a Picture Doesn't Tell the Whole Story

Now You Know the Rest of the Story

What God Wants, God Gets, God Help Us All.

Have you noticed that everything Pope Francis wants happens to be exactly what God, or the Holy Spirit want?

If Pope Francis wants to see changes, he repeatedly tells us that "God is not afraid of new things," and the like. When he wants to push ecumenism, it isn't him, it's the Holy Spirit that demands it.

What does saying "God is not afraid of new things" mean, anyway? That's like saying God is not afraid of tigers, or snowmobiles. Of course God's not afraid of new things! He's not afraid of old things, either, but you'll never hear that. "God is not afraid of Latin," is one of the few things you can be sure won't come up in the papal airplane.

What Pope Francis really means to say is this: I want to see changes, and you shouldn't get in my way. After all, it's what God wants and you don't want to go against God, do you?

Start paying attention. You can tell exactly what Pope Francis wants, because, in his telling of it, he and God always want exactly the same thing.

Here's Roger Waters (ex-Pink Floyd) at his very best: What God Wants.

Monday, January 26, 2015

Pope: We Need Heretics, Not Apologists

Pope Francis urged Catholics to abandon "all polemical or apologetical approaches" and to "walk together" with non-Catholics. Not just that, but we need non-Catholics in order to understand God.

Christian unity – we are convinced – will not be the fruit of subtle theoretical discussions in which each party tries to convince the other of the soundness of their opinions. When the Son of Man comes, he will find us still discussing! We need to realize that, to plumb the depths of the mystery of God, we need one another, we need to encounter one another and to challenge one another under the guidance of the Holy Spirit, who harmonizes diversities, overcomes conflicts, reconciles differences.

 All forms of "proselytism and competition" make us "self-enclosed" and "exclusive," the Pope said.

The occasion was Second Vespers for the Solemnity of the Conversion of St. Paul, which was celebrated in the context of an ecumenical meeting, on January 25.

The Bear suspects that, under the Pope's approach, when the Son of Man comes, He will find us still walking! It is a journey without a destination.

The Bear has finally figured out ecumenism. Nobody has any real intention of changing anyone's mind. It's about affirming the status quo under the banner of "Christian unity." These ecumenical meetings have nothing to do with reuniting anyone with the Church. The meaning of "evangelization" has been twisted so as to be unrecognizable. The unspoken premise is that the Catholic Church is no better than any other Christian body. Ecumenism is an end in itself.

Protestants may have some good ideas. The Bear personally likes them, for the most part, and considers many of them allies. On the other hand, they have extraordinarily bad ideas like sola scriptura and sola fide. Jehovah's Witnesses deny the divinity of Christ. Orthodox see their churches as expressions of nationalism and reject the papacy.

If you walk with Protestants, eventually you come to the edge of a cliff.

Pope Francis is too polite to warn them.

The Bear wonders if Pope Francis is too polite to stop before he himself goes over, and takes the lemmings with him.

The Bear just shrugs and puts up another sign for the protection of the woodland creatures.

UPDATE: More on this at Rorate Caeli.

Sunday, January 25, 2015

Why Does the Pope Hate Babies?

In all the fun about rabbits, we should remember something more sinister. The Pope seemed to suggest three as the ideal number of children, because that number, he said, had something to do with the replacement rate. Actually, that would be 2.1 children in industrialized countries. Top Vatican scientists are no doubt working on creating one-tenth of a child.

Why would the Pope be interested in the replacement rate?

What is "responsible" the code-word for?

The most likely answer probably has nothing to do with high fees for C-section-happy OB-GYNs. The Bear suspects the Pope harbors the bourgeois prejudice against large families, always disguised in high-minded buzzwords. He probably likes to use terms like "sustainability," and "climate change." (Works whether it gets warmer or cooler.) Pope Francis, for all his celebrity, seems to have an outlook unusually constricted by his times for a Pope. Perhaps that is the secret of his success.

And what is he thinking about as he puts the final touches on his Ecocyclical coming out in March?

Perhaps the Argentine lesbians with their one baby are the ideal New Catholic family. That's two breeders less to worry about. Planet saved!

Back to the Pope's comments. As the father of a large family, the Bear does not have to imagine the casual malice of complete strangers. At one time we had three in diapers, and another not far out of them.

"Double trouble!" they would yell at the twins, as if they somehow had the right to comment on our family. (It was never, "double blessing!") "Do you know what causes it?" Ah, the peals of laughter that would follow the 300th time we heard that one. Not. (More than once the Bear had to bite his tongue to keep from replying, "Don't you know how to do it?")

Fortunately, no one ever scolded us about breeding like rabbits, or he might have gotten his jawbone ripped off.

The only place our large family was appreciated was in Sicily, where men would grin and say "stallone!" in a tone of admiration. (Italians don't breed either, although at least they get it -- partly.)

At the bottom of all this baby-hating is, the Bear suspects, the imbecilic idea that children can only be raised by taking resources from someone else.  But children are a resource, at least most of them will be, once they grow up. They will fix your plumbing, perform your by-pass, and be your Pope. If you have them, that is. Heck, even criminals allowed the Bear to raise his family.

But if you can't be bothered with children, throw open the borders and turn your childless socialist paradise over to the Morlocks. But be prepared to live under their terms.

Right now, the sole sign of life in the Church is the philoprogenitive traditionalists: counter-cultural to the core in a wicked generation. This is one race the West can't afford for the rabbits to lose.

Saturday, January 24, 2015

Buster Knows His GILH

Buster checks out the second antiphon.

You're probably tired of hearing about the animals of Zoar, but it's probably not going to break the interwebs to share this.

Buster the Yorkie joins us for Lauds in the morning. He sits attentively in his place throughout the invitatory, hymn, three psalms, a reading, the canticle, intercessions. and the Our Father. (He's a silent participant.) At the end, the Bear says, "May the Lord bless us, protect us from all evil, and lead us to everlasting life." At that Buster immediately jumps up, his little nubbin tail wagging. He knows when the beginning and the end are. Anything else is Buster's secret.

It is amazing how dogs pick up cues from their humans. We can learn a lot from them. "Behold as the eyes of the servants are on the hands of their masters, As the eyes of the handmaid are on the hands of her mistress: so are our eyes unto the Lord our God, until he have mercy on us."

In the book of Job, God points to the ways of animals as mysteries of His activity and wisdom. The Bear could not begin to remember the ways in which he has been instructed and enriched by living with various creatures great and small.

Speaking of animals, what do you get if you cross a Bat Christian with a Rabbit? The Bear doesn't know, but 10 take off and 100 land.

Friday, January 23, 2015

Night of the Lepus

The Bear always tells his mate not to start a story by saying, "I have a funny story." Reduce expectations. Lay a mattress. Advertising is the quickest way to kill a joke.

Nonetheless, the Bear has a funny story to tell. Not one that will cause you to LOL, but might elicit a smirk at the irony.

(Don't miss the little video at the end. Is it possible that was the in-flight movie? It would explain a lot. You will LOL at it.)

During his recent dry spell in blogging, the Bear read much about the evils of speaking ill of another. (The book of James should bother bloggers as much as it does Protestants.) He had decided that he would swear off writing about the Pope, no matter what. He had in mind a lengthy justification for this, one that he would write the very next day.

That night the Bear was awakened by his mate telling him, "The Pope said Catholics shouldn't breed like rabbits!" It was hours before the Bear was able to get back to sleep as fragments of possible blog posts coruscated in his brain. So, for better or worse, at least the news jolted the Bear back to life, like Frankenstein's monster. All of his pious, carefully reasoned arguments for being less bearish went up in a crackling blue flash and sulfurous smoke.

The Bear Must Be the Bear

The Bear has a half-baked theory that God expresses parts of His infinite nature through the variety of finite creatures. Not in a pantheistic way, just that you go to God in the way only you can, responding to life as it comes to you. The Bear reflects certain qualities of God as only he can.

The Bear truly cherishes the Church, as do his readers. His love for his family is only exceeded by his love for God. There are times when this Pope demonstrates neither understanding nor fear of God, nor respect for His Church. His comment was ignorant and crass.

The Bear isn't sure what's going on, but something is rotten in the state of the Vatican.

What facet of God does a Bear express? His fierceness. It would be unnatural for the Bear to avoid controversy, to muzzle himself and be always a teddy bear. This is the only blog the Bear can write, as far as he can see. It necessarily requires a mordant sense of humor.

Walking Back the Rabbits

The Pope has walked back his rabbits comment. The Bear is unimpressed. He suspects the Pope did so because it made him look foolish. It just invites jokes. It also demonstrates his ignorance of demographics. The West is circling the drain because couples aren't having enough babies. It is not a stretch to link the Muslim invasion of Europe to the requirement to import cheap labor for their doomed socialist paradise. Please, Dear God, do not permit the Church to be embarrassed by the upcoming Ecocylical prattling on about overpopulation.

TV shows sometimes jump the shark. Let's hope Pope Francis jumped the rabbit. It sounds terrible, but the less credibility he has, the better, until he starts sounding like a Catholic pope.

And you, my friends, are reading a very different blog than you would have been reading before The Night of the Lepus.

Thursday, January 22, 2015

From SCB Archives: "Catholics Should Breed Like... Rabbits."


From The Slaves of the Immaculate Heart of Mary, St. Benedict Center.

Witness, in this article, the fruit of the contraceptive culture and abortion. Moslems are having lots of children. The only families having normal numbers of children in this country are Hispanic. As it is, the only families that will provide a future for the United States are Hispanic and traditional-minded Catholics (this includes every nationality). 

Update: Is the Pope stealing the Bear's material?

If there is a red-hot-button issue for the Bear, it is demographics. No, let's not hide behind a fancy word.

Catholics would solve all of the world's problems if they had big, Catholic families like they are supposed to.

Ow, that's going to leave a mark, Bear. Who are you to tell young Catholics how many children they -- without cramping their style and wasting money on children that they could otherwise use on vacations -- can afford to bring into the world. (Of course, the Bear is not addressing those who have truly legitimate reasons, like health or real destitution; this is about those Catholics who are simply drifting with the anti-life culture of the West.)

Having children is the most natural, loving, and trusting thing a married man and woman can do.

Few children means few priests. Duh. Few children is a sign that a lot of Catholics are contracepting, which is a serious sin. They should be breeding like God-fearing, amorous, Malthusian, baby-crazy, rabbits. Catholic marital beds should be launching pads for myriads of babies, their trajectories taking them into the future where they will be priests or parents themselves. Babies are our secret weapon. This is not rocket science. It is what normal young Catholic couples like to do, anyway.

But only traditionalist Catholics seem to grasp this truth.

The Bear went to a traditional Latin Mass a few weeks ago in a major city. It seemed that every woman was carrying a baby. There were men with babies, too. There were even babies with babies. It was heart-warming to see entire pews staked out by a single family. (When the Bear Clan is assembled, we take a whole pew, and that's without any grandchildren. Yet. Then again, we're a large family. No, I mean a family with large, burly men.)

It looks like the future belongs to the Traddies. Everyone else is slacking off to oblivion.

We could do worse.

RABBITS by David Lynch and Jorge Bergoglio

Auteur David Lynch (Twin Peaks) incorporated absurdist elements involving rabbits in INLAND EMPIRE. Here, we revisit the rabbits.

[Laugh track.]

Pope Complains About Too Many Catholics

Today the Bear has added to the approximately quarter pound of pills he swallows every day, a new Happy Light. It is supposed to treat his distemper with solar-intensity, full spectrum light. It's about the size and shape of a medicine cabinet. It will make the Bear's brain believe we have fast-forwarded through the rest of winter and right into summer, and otherwise provide a stimulating tonic. All it requires is that the Bear goes about his morning routine sitting at a desk looking at a bright light for an hour.

Although the Bear is medicated for your protection, the drug has yet to be invented to allow the Bear to write about the Pope's "rabbit" comment without using the term "dumbass." Since we run a respectable blog (at least for a Bear) we shall not indulge in such "language of the smelly sheep" milling around "the periphery."

The Bear will say this. Nothing ails the West that could not be fixed by a return to Catholics breeding like rabbits. Hey, guess what? No babies, no priests, and fewer future Catholics. Once upon a time Catholic cultural clout kept Hollywood clean. The joke ran: "An industry run by Jews selling Catholic morality to Protestants." Catholics are no longer a cultural factor for decency.

Is the Pope worried about mothers babying themselves into a early grave? Is he signalling the intelligentsia that he, too, holds breeders in disdain? Is his Ecology Encyclical going to revive Paul Erlich's "Population Bomb" hoax from the early 70s and push for Zero Population Growth despite plummetting birthrates? Or does he tremble in fear at the "irresponsible" traddies who are the only ones having babies above the replacement rate?

The Bear hasn't been of very much use lately. Hopefully he will get over his distemper and resume regular blogging. If you enjoy the blog, check back soon. Maybe the Bear will be back in the center ring ready to entertain one and all.

Sunday, January 11, 2015

For the Bear Who Has Everything

The Bear's creative daughter made him this nice Bible bookmark for Christmas.

It has the Bear's favorite Bible story, in which two heroic bears break up a mob of murderous youths menacing the prophet Elisha.

If there were more bears around, there would be a lot less nonsense.

Speaking of animals, Zoar is home to many. The winter took Deuce's twin goat-brother yesterday, despite our best efforts. Life is real on a farm, and so is death.

Then sometimes you just have to laugh. Our barn cat Buttercat enjoys "visiting" the other cats on the outskirts of Zoar, and eating their food.

Today a very irate man drove up and accosted Mrs. Bear. It seems that Buttercat had committed a home invasion. He entered through our neighbor's pet door, beat up their cats, and ate their food right out of their bowls. Stolen water is sweet, and cat food eaten in secret is tastier.

An argument might be made that if you choose to build your house next to a farm, you are estopped from complaining about farmy things like chickens on your lawn, noisy goats or barn cats. After all, we were here first. The Bear seems to remember some sort of legal principal to that effect.

Nevertheless, it is better to live as peacefully as possible with one's neighbors. Buttercat will get a short trial as a housecat, but the Bear is dubious.

Saturday, January 10, 2015

Bishop: Homosexual Unions Holy

Thus spake Bishop Robert Lynch of Tampa. Just to be clear, this is a Catholic Bishop.
Therefore, I do not wish to lend our voice to notions which might suggest that same-sex couples are a threat incapable of sharing relationships marked by love and holiness and, thus, incapable of contributing to the edification of both the church and the wider society.

In the midst of changing societal definitions and understandings of marriage, there may no doubt be some confusion. However, with patience and humility, our church must continuously strive to discover what the spirit is saying and respond to the Synod Fathers' suggestion to discern what pastoral response faithful to church teaching and marked by respect and sensitivity might be appropriate for same-sex couples, even as God's creative designs for and the church's sacramental understanding of marriage are affirmed.
Granted, he sugar-coated it by a reaffirmation of the special place real marriage has in the Church, but calling habitual sodomy "holiness" is the first outrage of 2015. (Granted, the Bear has been hibernating, so he may have missed something.)

Note how he cites the Synod as his authority. Voting down the pro-homosexuality language? Never happened. Why, it's still in the book, isn't it?

The Bear is going to borrow O'Sullivan's law and apply it to current circumstances.

Any organization that is not expressly anti-homosexuality will become pro-homosexuality.

Being pro-homosexuality is, from a cynical viewpoint, a consequence-free means of polishing your diversity credentials and raising your credibility in a perverted generation. Can you imagine what would have happened to a bishop who talked like this in 1962? In today's Church, it's a resume bullet.

Homosexuals make up 1.6% of the population, according to the CDC. But that is the thin edge of a wedge with tremendous cultural pressure behind it. It is doubtful that our prelates have the courage or even the desire to resist unhinging key Catholic teachings.

Starting with the sexual abuse scandal, homosexuality has been Satan's go-to pitchfork to bleed the Church white. It is incredible to watch the Church surrender to this assault, right before our eyes. The gates of Hell shall not prevail, but in the meantime, we shall see horrors.

Welcome to 2015.

Friday, January 9, 2015

Update From Mrs. Bear

Dear Bloggers (that's what you people call yourselves, right?)

Bear is awake. I heard him scuffing about in his study and when I tapped on the door he growled that he was making a list of people's jaw bones to rip off in 2015. I'm pretty sure that was a metaphor or whatever. Pretty sure.

So you can expect him to start his blogcast again soon.

He told me to find a pony, like I'm going to do that. DISGUSTING. We have some do-nothing goats, though, although that's pretty disgusting, too, at least the way HE eats!!!

Yours truly,
Mrs. Bear

Thursday, January 8, 2015

Mrs. Bear Posts

Dear Blog People --

I thought I should let you know that I found this on the Bear's study door. He has been suffering from a terrible distemper after the Pope said only jolly people were real Catholics. Our Bear is many things, but jolly is not one of them.

I dare not wake him up. Hopefully he'll wake up soon. Given his erratic behavior in the past, I thought I should tell his hundreds of thousands of readers (or so he tells me) that he is not pulling another disappearing act.

Yours truly,
Mrs. Bear

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