Pandemic as Cover to Kill Deep State

Except for some Q-related patriots (X22 Report, David Wilcock, Kerry Cassidy) I see almost no articles and videos in the news that explain how Trump is using this sham-pandemic lock-down for the purpose of eradicating the Deep State.

I'm so sure of it I am writing about it (as fact) in my latest sci-fi book. I know that sounds slightly...moronic. But when facts are ignored and we're living in a digital simulation anyway, it makes perfect sense.

Stay tuned. The troops deployed both here and abroad are on a mission: to apprehend the worst of the worst. What would be a better time to do so, while people are off the streets and in their homes? The Hammer is finally falling. The Storm is upon us. And the Great Awakening will soon be followed by the Great Unveiling of the enemies of humanity and a detailed litany of their dastardly deeds, beginning at least from Nov. 22, 1963.

Here is a peek at chapter excerpts from my upcoming book, Spyoptaelip the Cryptic, expected out before Summer, 2020:

          On April Fool’s Day, 2020, the hammer began to fall. Huge hospital ships had been sent to sit off of each coast, one outside of LA and one outside of NYC. Under the guise of a virus pandemic, Trump masterfully arranged a roundup of undesirables. The Q-plan was executed with flawless military precision. The “hospital ships” would soon be full of low-life traitors.

          The Storm has been unleashed: at last, at last! Habeas corpus had been suspended and before long the ships steamed toward the holding pens at Guantanamo Bay (GITMO).

          Concomitantly, civil disorder broke out across the land. It was really a last gasp death rattle of those poor sods suffering from Trump Derangement Syndrome—the mis-educated and clueless among the masses—who rallied in defense of their hate-filled agenda. They were, of course, spurred on by the last, hold-out remnants of the Deep State globalist dogs who still persisted in the bowels of the disfigured federal and state governments and leftist university bastions across the land.

          Civil war loomed large. There were skirmishes in the bloated, Democrat-controlled cities across the land. An attempt to form a rebel government was made with its capital in Chicago, Illinois, and was busy mobilizing an Antifa-style subversive militia. Armed insurrections and attacks upon Trump’s well-placed patriot troops broke out. These were mostly small-scale firefights.

          The media had been quashed; many of the mouth-pieces from that already by-gone era had quickly been removed. Google had already been forced to relinquish its censoring activities. Still, internet and phone had been suspended for the three days during the Ten Days of Darkness. Then it came back, rewired, to exclude Deep State “nodes.” But the decapitation of leading vipers was so masterfully undertaken that the traitorous bands of thugs remaining were really only a mop-up operation and that was expected to be completed within weeks.

          The population had long been prepared in advance for this turn of events; they had been publicly educated by Trump and his administration. They ably demonstrated the vile nature of the Deep State and their servitors, from hold-out Senior Executive Service lackeys to their outright and obvious ties to the British. (Particularly disgusting was the role of the monarchy, as established via the Brit Queen’s “golden shares” ownership (and otherwise) in such nefarious operations as the Pilgrims’ Society, Wellcome Trust, the Pirbright Institute, Merial and QinetiQ). 

          Trump allowed the enemy to parade its own insanity through media fake news, shameful U.S. House impeachment proceedings, etc., so that the people could behold them in all of their deranged, anti-American lunacy. Then these Dems held their “debates,” showing themselves for what they are and shooting themselves in the foot. This had all been leading to what, in Q circles, is known as “The Great Awakening.”

          By this method Trump had been building trust among the People and this long preparation was now paying off. The People were ready to rally behind their leader more than ever. This will not only lead to Trump’s re-election, it will allow him to proceed with what Amos calls “The Great Unveiling.”

          John F. Kennedy’s administration was the last real effort to destroy the Deep State. Unfortunately, it was too little too late.

          JFK was the son of veteran Deep State player. His father Joe’s past conniving as a bootlegger and then back-room manipulator was well-known. He then made a bold and blatant attempt to place his family clan into the vortex of American power. JFK, relatively youthful and inexperienced, went along with the program, never fully realizing the breadth and depth of the puppet-masters to which his family was beholden—until, that is, he was already ensconced in the White House. When he did become privy to the CIA, its military-industrial complex, and the treasonous Deep State structure overlords within-and-without, he attempted to take action, but again—it was too little, too late.

          And when he was gunned down like a dog in the street he was destined to become a martyr to the cause of American liberty. It took almost 60 years but the day reckoning, of evening that score, was finally upon us.

          The Great Unveiling begins with the exposure of the whitewash of the Kennedy assassination; of it being finally revealed for what it was: a foul conspiracy and an escape hatch for (formerly) untouchable criminal masterminds. It is these cowardly thugs who have been running things behind the scenes in USA, Inc. ever since 1963. Their endless wars and systematic looting, the destabilization and “de-spiritization” of America ramped up in the decades that followed.

          And on the heels of the Kennedy assassination disclosure—the unveiling of them and the bringing of them to justice—will be the awakening of the American People to other Deep State conspiracies, from the bombing of the Murrah Federal Building in Oklahoma City to the 9-11 conspiracy, the sham attack that was the capstone of the Deep State’s treason.

          The Federal Reserve is all but reconfigured now, thanks to Trump’s informed and decisive actions, which implies the end of their IRS criminal collection agency as well. The currency re-set is a soon-to-be fait accompli.

          The rapid unwinding of the corrupt power structure is in motion now and the Deep State operatives are in total disarray and panic. It really is a great time to be alive; it is probably the most delectable moment Amos can recall. All of those formerly privileged corruptocrats are finally getting their come-uppance.

          And what is really happening is that their long-thriving empire based on the abuse of children and the killing of the unborn is being systematically rooted out. This beyond-sick, protected pedophile network of the criminally insane is finally getting eradicated. More poignantly, the adrenochrome-addicted upper echelons, along with their Hollywood sycophant emulators, are in deep withdrawal from a wickedness that is terminal—and terminally agonizing—for them. Their real pain has begun.

          It is a rare treat to now witness the termination of the wicked and to look forward to the day when children can once again live in the full zest and vigor of childhood. Yes, the reign of the abortion holocaust (that rubbed out the existence of over 63 million babies) is coming to a righteous end, once and for all. Thankfully, the halo of the Eternal, All-Merciful God is finally breaking over the horizon of our land (though God is not done with us yet, thought Amos).        

          This 2020 Civil Insurrection (it’s hardly a “war”) will be handled appropriately as the cultural catharsis of truth reaches its zenith. There is so much hard work yet to do after 60+ years of planned institutional disintegration. Every industry and organization had been tainted by this socialist/communist “parasitic virus of mind and soul.” Amos expects the ensuing years to be years of national healing, restitution, reconciliation. It will certainly take a generation or two to move the collective psyche beyond the sinkhole of present memory.

          Glory be to the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit that this scourge has been turned back, at last! But oh, the hard and mighty work that needs to be done now! Pray we must for a better, a much better day!—as it was in the beginning, is now, and ever shall be, world without end. Amen. 

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          The hysteria regarding the virus pandemic had finally passed and things had returned to a state of normalcy as the summer of 2020 roared in. There was a brand new sense of optimism. The apprehension and eradication of the Deep State players had been a resounding success. This was followed by Trump making a series of televised appearances. In them, he explained to the American People the military actions that had been undertaken during the Spring, the nature of the evil-doers, their decades-long crime spree, their horrendous acts, the conspirators involved with them, and the fact that at long last the world had been rescued from them. Luciferian world bondage had come to a screeching halt.

          These announcements were accompanied by new developments that were taking place in real time: zero-point energy was being ushered in as a jubilee year was announced—all debts to the old cabal banking system (viz., “odious debt”) were to be canceled, including all student loan debt. No longer would people be yoked to the vile burdens of yesteryear. A new monetary system was being introduced; there was to be no more fiat, funny-money currency. The Democrat party imploded, of course, and that demonic bunch disappeared overnight. Everything was looking up. It was really a time of joy and thanksgiving. The November election was a foregone conclusion. The election process was fortified by requiring voter IDs. Campaign reform curtailed all of the vices and corruption of past years. World tensions eased. It was a time of rapturous wonder and great expectations.

          And then there was a most propitious announcement: Trump announced that his 2020 running mate would be none other than John F. Kennedy, Jr., who had successfully faked his own death and gone into hiding. As had been suspected by certain insiders, it was JFK, Jr. who had spearheaded the QAnon group. To accolades and triumphant cheers he was re-introduced to a nation brimming with new optimism. There was resounding joy throughout the land. (To be continued)

Admittedly, this is a bit of wishful thinking, a patriot's wet dream, and it may seem far-fetched, but wait and see. Remember, this is only the first draft...

A Recent Shower-of-Sayings

I forget the context, but a friend recently brought this “saying” to my attention: “Experience is something you get right after you need it.”

It sounded so profound that I wondered who had originally come up with it. And so I did a search. What I found was that the original goes like this: “Experience is something you don’t get until just after you need it.” It’s a quote attributed to Steven A. Wright, a comedian, actor and writer known for his one-liners. Ah, such wisdom in wit!

It doesn’t really matter if you say “get” or “don’t get until”—either way you still get the experience just after or right after you need it. (The use of the word “until” in the original lets you know that you’ll still get.) I prefer my friend’s version because it uses an economy of words to convey the same message.  

But think about it: the saying is a mind bender—“Experience is something you get right after you need it.” It’s as if there is a script writer for each individual and that script writer “writes-in” a certain actuality a person must go through in order for that person to really grok some lesson in life.

This puts me in mind of what the great Stanislav Groff said about his holotropic breathwork: your psyche lets you know exactly what you need to help heal yourself by displaying its message metaphorically to you in pictures; it is then up to you to be an interpreter of those images in order to figure out what helpful assistance has been imparted to you. (I paraphrase, but that’s the meaning, the gist of what he taught me.)

At about the same time that the above saying was brought to my attention, the Trump Mideast Peace Plan was unveiled. There was an immediate response from Hamas, who described it as “a theatrical presentation to sell illusions.” When I read that I thought: Now there’s a perfect expression to describe the fakestream news. That insightful little phrase from Hamas can apply not only to media but to "dissimulation" in general—just as it applies to “optics”: how one is perceived based upon consciously staging that perception. 

Could it be that the parties "on the ground"—the many different religio-ideologies, attached to tribal affinities, with their long, tortured histories, are needed for crucial input in any peace plan? Were the grandmothers and grandfathers among them consulted? Will feedback from the People directly affected be considered in the final analysis?

Finally, and again, around the same time, I read this reflection in Fr. Butler’s Lives of the Saints: “Power is made perfect in infirmity.” Once again I was floored by language; to think that “infirmity firms”—that weakness, frailty can perfect power! That sounds counter-intuitive. And yet we saw just that in-play before us during the past three years in the political arena, wherein the dimwit Democrats have been parading the infirmity of their various weak strategies to attack and remove President Trump. This inane display has done nothing but perfect Trump’s power by demonstrating to the People the falsity and corruption (viz., the infirmity) of his opponents.

An infirmity can be one’s own too, as in learning from our own, inner obstacles-to-overcome so that we may better know and transcend our own obstinacy. (This, of course, seems not to apply to dimwit Democrats and the fake news media, who can’t seem to learn from any of their mistakes but only repeat them in various permutations. I believe that’s the very definition of clinical insanity.) But for those who live in more normative realities, what does conquering our personal shortcomings do, except to help perfect the power of our souls?—even political power gets further perfected, the two being inextricably bound with each other in the realm of truth.

There’s a quick-wash in a recent shower-of-sayings that came my way.

Soul Enticed III: Lagniappe Essays

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la·gniappe

 (lăn′yəp, lăn-yăp′)

n. Chiefly Southern Louisiana & Mississippi

1. A small gift presented by a storeowner to a customer with the customer's purchase.

2. An extra or unexpected gift or benefit.

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Word History: "We picked up an excellent word—a word worth traveling to New Orleans to get; a nice, limber, expressive, handy word-'lagniappe'.... It is the equivalent of the thirteenth roll in a 'baker's dozen.' It is something thrown in gratis, for good measure." In this passage from his memoir Life on the Mississippi (1883), Mark Twain calls his readers' attention to an American regionalism that he thinks deserves to be better known, lagniappe. The story of lagniappe begins in South America: it ultimately comes from the word yapay, "to give more," in Quechua, the language of the rulers of the Inca Empire. The Quechua word was borrowed into Spanish as a noun spelled either llapa or ñapa, meaning "bonus, a little something extra added as a gift," and the word then spread throughout the Spanish of the Western Hemisphere. Eventually, the Spanish phrase la ñapa, meaning "the gift," entered the rich Creole dialect mixture of New Orleans, where the whole phrase came to be thought of as a single word and acquired the French spelling lagniappe. The word was then borrowed into the English of the region. Lagniappe continues to be used in the Gulf states, especially southern Louisiana, to denote a little bonus that a friendly shopkeeper might add to a purchase. By extension, it may mean "an extra or unexpected gift or benefit."

—https://www.thefreedictionary.com/lagniappe

Once we understand that we have been bamboozled by The System and begin reading the Bible to discover the truth proffered by its integrated message system—then what?  

How do we realign our lives, in both a  socio-political and spiritual sense, to engender the Christ-like values intrinsic to our Western heritage? 

Does evolution toward greater complexity in our extra-Biblical thinking and pursuits aid the richness of our Christian spiritual life? 

This third installment in the Soul Enticed series weighs and considers such questions, made all the more pressing by the “Great Debility” that is currently upon us.

                                                                       

From simple faith and practicing Christian virtues, to esoteric mastery and theorizing about ETs, quantum physics, dark matter, and living in a digital simulation, humans try to make sense of this world. 

How about you? Where do you stand? How are you free? Just what is a human being anyway? 

                      

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In this concluding installment of the Soul Enticed trilogy the emphasis is on the rugged individualism of the 21st century Christian; on the being and doing of what Jesus Christ exhorts and expects of human beings, based upon His modeling and articulation of virtue. As such it is a rediscovering of our Western (Christian and Judaic) roots as explicated in that integrated message system, the Holy Bible. 

Surprisingly for today’s “spiritual elites,” reading, studying, and apprehending Biblical wisdom turns out to be the most esoteric of undertakings. Prayer and fasting, having sorrow for sin, and asking for God’s grace via the Holy Spirit—all of these actions fortify faith and guide our souls to truth. 

At the same time we develop a Christ-like backbone that allows our character and integrity—values of strength in goodness—to shine through. We get more adept at piercing the veils of Deep State fakery, at standing up to overt Satanic evil that has made societal inroads via the cultural Marxist agenda. 

Best of all we discover real love, God’s Agape love, as that which breathes life into our relationships. Having the courage and curiosity to explore every worthy speculation and endeavor, e.g., in the fields of consciousness research and cutting-edge discoveries in physics (while reflecting on the stories and experiences of our lives) we learn to enrich our Christian selves through greater complexity. 

We can share this spirituality with others by working together on “weird tasks,” both small and large. Bro. Jack's proposal of spreading "weird task ministries" may just help to build not only the City of God in our time but a World steeped in a Christ-consciousness of caring and affection capable of miraculous healing through the redemptive power of soul. 

Bro. Jack Suss, O4B, is a catholic believer in Christ’s mystical Church. His weird task ministry extols the power of soul, love, faith, contrition, grace, goodness, redemption and work, while promoting Bible literacy.

Confounded Again!

NOTE: This essay was inspired by the first 30 minutes of Leo Zagami’s discussion on 1/5/20 with John Barnwell, Lowell Joseph Gallin, and Rev. David William Parry, which can be found at https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aL1_gZd1cu0

 

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I found a curious review by a certain P.D. Maior of Montague Summers’ The History of Witchcraft and Demonology.[1] Here is an extract from that review:

So this book is just the tip of an iceberg rising out of the sea; yet the old rest of the iceberg is still quite buried in the waves of modernity; so I suppose there is some value to this work even presently. For as connection to the noumenal was lost over time, superstitious attachment to the mere mundane, the peripheral and chthonic dense phenomenal (modern increasing materialists identified with their senses) became the way of the day until now. A stilted, stagnant, stasis came over man slowly toward his own super-mundane and the super-mundane in all this “corpse of a world” (- Thomas the Contender). Man became “deannoyia” (Greek), paranoid and fragmented in mind instead of light seeing inner light. Super-stitious eytmologically originally meant stilted, irrational, static, fear of the unknown/the noumenal/the supra. This is what moderns have, not the ancients.

Moderns think the further back one looks the more superstitious and savage man was; primordial gnostic archaicists say the opposite: man began as light in touch with light experiencing the shamanic super-mundane noumenal in all: in themselves and in life. Then slowly man became dead to all this as they became more modern, which gave rise to their superstitious paranoic fears of any of those claiming to experience the invisible. Now the medieval witch hunt inquisitions (not ending till Napoleon officially shut their foul branch down) could rise up again easily in our age and become doubly worse if the new modern skeptics one step further dead than the inquisitors get fully in charge and wish to start plaguing the noumenalists even worse as “woo woo dangerous people.”

In the review P.D. Maior describes himself as “an esoteric historian by profession,” though I find no books authored by him, at least not under this name. He is of the opinion that Summers’ book over-emphasizes the medieval period with the examples of the history of witchcraft given therein.

Whatever Maior thinks, he won me over at the very beginning of his review when he recollected the following about how he first discovered Montague Summers’ book:

I still remember when I was 11 years old and this book accidentally fell from the school library shelf starting my life long journey into the occult. It was just a very limited and “elementary” library after all. So what the hell was this doing in it? Maybe there were only 200 books in it total. I was just looking for books on magic tricks on the shelf below when it oddly fell out from above on it’s own. They were sturdy shelves.

Odd, meaningful, personal anecdotes such as these have a convincing aspect to them. This is so, perhaps because (sentimental fool that I am) they come across as authenticating via a simpatico identification with an author’s intimate experience. Of course it is also techniques such as these that are in the trick-bag of many a professional intel salesman-propagandist.   

In the end, Maior gives the book “four stars” and concludes with the following:

So I recommend this book but more to those looking into just the medieval period and starting in a very elementary way in their search for magic. There are hundreds of books on the history of magic far better and more in depth than this half misguided and overly superstitious but intriguing work.

P.D. Maior appears to be a voracious reader and to know a lot about the occult. He makes an impression. Goodreads credits him with 1442 ratings (4.8 avg) and 142 reviews. The books he has read and reviewed comprise quite a grab-bag of esoteric and archaic literature with sprinklings of modernist critique; his latest rave is on Tolkien: The Illustrated Encyclopedia (1991,1996) by David Day.

Maior’s tastes are eclectic and his prose is disarmingly intelligent and interesting. When I come across a seeming savant such as this, I imagine how some accomplished guitar player might feel upon discovering Django Reinhardt or Jimi Hendrix.

There is just so much to explore, to know, to uncover. It’s unnerving. Whenever I get the sense that there’s so much more than “my little world” allows for, it is humbling. Then again, how do we know that folks such as P.D. Maior are not simply good showmen, chock full of neologisms, colorful phrases and abstruse vocabulary meant only to dazzle—and yet intoning an obvious intelligence?

All this to say, I am the first to admit (as I did to Leo Zagami) that, when it comes to the occult, I know about as much as a cabbage (“Non capisco un cavolo.”)—in other words I don’t know nuthin’; I don’t understand a flippin’ thing! Just when I think I have a grasp on the twilight zone that stage-manages reality, the world, truth, God, love, etc., some smart aleck comes along and ruins everything. When I watch and listen to Sig. Zagami interviewing, e.g., John Barnwell, I know I am listening to two people who know something—in fact who know a whole helluva lot.

So if you’re out there, "Mayor Petey," (and so many others like you) please understand that while you are mostly an enigma to me you make me want to know and understand more than what is swirling around in the water of my cabbage head.   

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Summers, M., The History of Witchcraft and Demonology (first published 1926; 1999, Castle Books, USA) Retrieved on 1/7/2020 at 
https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/2155366.The_History_of_Witchcraft_and_Demonology

 

Insider's Guide to the Coup

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The audio below is from an original recording in April 2018. Today, December 28, 2019, the Senior Executive Services, SERCO, the Mueller-Arvinder Report, and the overthrow attempt of Donald Trump by the British are still going UNREPORTED in the alternative (with a few exceptions) and mainstream media. Eventually, they will have to giddy up because this is TRUTH and it isn’t going to be hidden from the citizens of planet Earth any longer.

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Our Jewish Brethren

Concerning our Jewish brethren, I understand this much:

 

First, there are those who are wealthy and powerful, depraved and sick, who only hide behind a Jewish mask;

 

Next, there are those who are secular yet call themselves Jews, some well-off, some not, many of whom may condone the actions and misdeeds of the group described above based solely upon a Jewish cultural identification;

 

Also, there are religious Jews who have been and continue to be misled by Talmudic rabbis at Talmudic synagogues, many of whom would likely condone whatever is done by someone, however amoral, as long as that person is, or claims to be, a Jew properly following the Talmud.

 

But there is also a last group I refer to as Torah-based Jews (e.g., the so-called “Karaites”) who are benign in comparison—learned, moral and worthy of respect. Those of this last group are closer than the others to being and acting like real human beings. (However, that is not to say that such "real" Jews may not be in any of the second and third groups listed above, but only to speculate that such a one is more likely within the last group mentioned.)

There are, of course, "non-denominational Jews" who do not identify with any particular group but who reject certain immoral "poison precepts" found in Talmudism and prefer to follow the law of Moses as best they can. These are certainly honorable men and women desirous of being upright and good in the eyes of God. These are dignified individuals obviously worthy of respect.

 

All this to say that, given the many stripes of Judaic persons/groups I don't feel that it is helpful to bash Jews, as such, but rather that when one speaks out against their bad acts they should be identified as belonging to one of the above groups (most likely only to one of the first three); and, once identified, to clarify that such a so-and-so bad actor is identified based upon the fruits of his or her action(s), viz., stating the reason why an action or actions are wrong.

 

I posit to you that Zionists—those ardently involved with the creation, re-establishment and maintenance of the State of Israel—are among all of these groups and which I do not condemn based only upon that label, but rather upon an analysis of their motivation, i.e., whether their Zionism is indeed God or Bible-based, or is just based upon being a supremacist extremist JINO (Jew In Name Only). The analysis must also consider to what extent the plight of dispossessed Palestinians under their control is properly and humanely accounted for.

 

The overall analysis here has multiple steps. If it seems complex it is. And beware! Given the intolerance of politically correct Judaism, no matter how careful and correct you try to be when speaking out you will still be condemned as an "anti-Semite." This makes the whole speaking-out process fairly worthless, does it not?—quite possibly, unless you willingly accept suffering, persecution. “Blessed are they which are persecuted for righteousness’ sake: for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.” Matt. 5:10

 

The saints and the martyrs embraced Jesus and despised the world. I aspire to that sensibility. But it is more than a sensibility; it is integrity. Integrity is steeped in belief and discipline. It calls on us to exhibit the vertebrae of our soul—in short, to show that we have backbone by speaking out when we feel called to do so. 

 

And yet I would balance this exercise of integrity with being a “peacemaker.” That is, true Christians are motivated to bring peace, peace between people and God, and also between those at odds with each other. “Blessed are the peacemakers: for they shall be called children of God.” Matt. 5:9

 

What happens when an ideal collides with a felt duty to act, to speak out? I am willing to speak out against  evil and specific wrongdoers who may or may not be Jewish. This willingness comes from my own Christian, Biblical beliefs that exhort us to act according to our convictions, from the depths of conscience. This is in contrast to simply speaking negatively and disparagingly of Jews (or other groups based upon religion)—unless of course they are heretic-blasphemer-traitors like Schiff, Nadler, Pelosi, et al. Even condemning the likes of them carries a caveat—we are supposed to pray for them, viz., that they see the error of their ways and repent.

 

Still, we are not confined only to praying for evil-doers; we still must contribute to improving our world, our human condition, by calling out evil-doing and injustice and be willing to bear the consequences of doing so. Thus, this imperious and prone-to-being-the-barking-and-burning-excoriator-of-the-wicked is here to “tell it like it is”—to back up an ideal with some real backbone. Righteousness of action begins with courageous words.

 

[Next, Our Christian Brethren]

 

Finks I Have Known

 

One day in seventh grade at Blessed Sacrament School, we were told that one of our priests was coming to visit us. The father arrived, as expected. It was Father Rogan and he threw out a question. He asked us, “What does the word ‘catholic’ mean”? Various students attempted to answer the question. None of their answers were accepted. As they were shot down, one after the other, I became very intrigued. I wondered, hard, what could the answer be?

 

In the end, none of us students were able to give him the definition of “catholic.” When we had all given up, Fr. Rogan finally told us. He said that it meant “universal.” It meant what?—I thought—if it means universal, then why not just use the word “universal”? But I don’t think I said anything.

 

The appearance of Fr. Rogan in our class, all-of-a-sudden-like, was kind of weird in itself. And then, to come with only this one question (with its elusive-yet-seemingly-simple answer) was also weird. It was just the weirdness of the whole episode that must have cemented it in my memory.

 

I was in seventh grade in 1966-1967.  I was 12-/13-years old. It was the psychedelic era in pop music. I remember that I often wore Levi corduroy jeans back then, and of course, they had to be tight or they weren’t cool. I had a crush on my teacher, Miss DeSantis—a big-breasted Amazon who wore tight skirts and tops that accentuated her Playboy bunny figure.

 

This was also the year that our principal, Sister Paschal, suddenly came to the class door asking to speak with me in the hall. Surprised, I got up from my desk and went out to meet with her. She said, “These tight pants you wear—they show everything you have. You’re a leader, and whatever you do, the rest of the boys are going to follow. So maybe it is best that you don’t wear this style of pants here in school. OK?”

 

Dumbfounded, I sort of shook my head, yes, and meekly accepted her directive-couched-as-a-request. I walked back into the classroom with my mind swirling. And I don’t recall, exactly, but the other kids must have been curious about what the principal wanted with me. Being the naively truthful lad that I am, I must have told them outright that Sr. Paschal asked me not to wear Levis to class anymore. I doubt I went into much more detail than that.

 

This was the second incident from that same time period. It has remained in my mind ever since. It was weird because it forever melded together (1) a perceived quality of me as a leader with (2) something I should be ashamed of, viz., “tight pants showing everything I have.” (It wasn’t that I was going around with a cucumber stuffed down my pants or anything.) But the weirdest part of all was the way in which Sr. Paschal had gone about her “mission”; she intentionally made this into a dramatic act of pulling me out of class so that, whether I liked it or not, the curiosity of the other students would certainly make them ask me outright what was so important that she had to  pull me out of class(?) In other words, it was a one/two punch combining an embarrassing confrontation, sure to be followed by an awkward admission I would need to make before my peers.

 

Seventh grade was a milestone for me, comparable to the major catharsis society was experiencing in ’66-’67.

 

Next was my teacher in eighth grade. She was the polar opposite of Miss DeSantis—a nun, the type of nun who is very deferent to authority. She was formerly known as “Sister Maris” who had changed her name to Sr. Evelyn Bonnet. This woman had a peculiar way about her. Her face would redden at the drop of a hat; she seemed full of unresolved complexes that revealed themselves in hard-to-hide emotions, surfacing from time-to-time and leaving me (and other students I’m sure) feeling oddly disconcerted. This was when the Vatican II changes were upon us, and this nun seemed very enthusiastic about all of that. I ran into her years later at the centennial celebration of the church and school. She didn’t remember me, even though I had been the president of the class and, I thought, had been a part of (what I imagined, at least to be) some dramas of memorable proportion. I recall thinking that she’s just as much of a dry, cheerleading and clueless functionary now as she had been then, maybe more so!  

 

Shortly before this time we had moved to a different parish, Little Flower in Bethesda, MD. Blessed Sacrament School was in D.C., just on the other side of the Chevy Chase, MD line. But, with special permission, my siblings and I were allowed to stay at Blessed Sacrament to finish there and to graduate.

 

Strangely, Fr. Rogan was transferred to the parish of Little Flower shortly afterwards. It was he who responded when I asked my father to find a parish priest to bless my bedroom.

 

This was about five years later during a sort of “spiritual emergency” I was having (characterized by mental anxiety and delusions). It was during the work week, in the early evening. Distraught, I approached my father with my urgent request. He could see that I was suffering and, being the strong believer that he was, he took my request very seriously. He said he would go just as soon as he got rid of his “five o’clock shadow.”

 

Soon after he departed our home, he returned with Fr. Rogan. My bedroom was downstairs, separate and apart from my brothers’ and sisters’ bedrooms. I had painted flames in yellow and orange day glow paint on the red wall by my bed, with stylistic, hippie flowers of many colors on the ceiling above. In the dark, the flames and all of the colors would come alive using an ultra-violet “black” light.

 

Fr. Rogan entered my bedroom (in all its glory) with my father accompanying him. In one hand he held an aspersorium (bowl containing holy water) and grasped an aspergillum (silver ball on a stick) with the other hand. Fr. Rogan briefly  looked around to see what sort of a deranged place my bedroom might be, and then began some prayers while dispensing sprinkles of holy water all about the room. He made no attempt to counsel me, as I recall, or even talk to me much. I guessed that my father may have told him I was a bit unbalanced and maybe the priest felt he should stick to his religious task and leave my confusion to another type of professional. In any event, it seemed like a kind of pro forma holy water blessing because he performed as requested and promptly departed.

 

I remember my father saying how he felt funny, wondering what the priest must have thought about “all those flames painted on my wall” (as in” the flames of hell,” thought I). Actually, when I painted those flames I was thinking more along the lines of the flames popularized by hot rods from that era, usually painted on front fenders—or the illustrations by funny car aficionado Ed “Big Daddy” Roth, with his “Rat Fink” and “The Gasser.” I definitely was not (consciously) trying to depict myself as “lying on my bed in hell as an offering to Satan.”

 

I don’t know, maybe the Roman Catholic Church was covertly trying to look out for me. I say this because of another strange coincidence. Between 1968 and 1970 I attended Gonzaga College Preparatory High School near the Capitol in D.C. The headmaster at that time was one Fr. John Keating, S.J. Completely dispirited, I left Gonzaga after my sophomore year. Instead, I opted to attend a Montgomery County Public School in Bethesda called Walt Whitman High School. The funny thing is, the headmaster must also have been “dispirited” because he also left Gonzaga at about the same time. And where did he end up?—you guessed it: at Walt Whitman. Fr. Keating, as rumor had it, had left his vocation and run off with some woman. He was now “Mister” Keating and a counselor. He was not my counselor (maybe that would have been too obvious). Regardless, he was there, just as Fr. Rogan was passively “there” at Little Flower.

Neither "Mister" Keating nor Fr. Rogan ever made another appearance in my life; nor did Sr. Paschal (Sr. Evelyn Bonnet always was "out to lunch"). I suppose I was too much a part of the  hip, new counter-culture for them to bother about me. (Or, as I wrote about in my previous book (Soul Enticed, Vol. 2) by then I was already a long-gone, unwitting Manchurian Candidate—quite the antithesis of conservative Catholicism, even with its glossy new Vatican II veneer.) One thing seemed certain to me then and now: they all shared a hard-to-pin-down, "uncaring schmaltziness"; we used to call such people "finks". And though I may seem a bit harsh in saying so, maybe there's a fink lurking in just about all of us; maybe it takes one (rather it "took" one) to know one. Basta!  

Traditionalism: God and Country

Justices of the U.S. Supreme Court (including judges of inferior federal courts and judges of state courts), when applying the highest law of the land—as long as they stick to the literal meanings of the words in the U.S. Constitution—are referred to as “originalists”; they believe that the Founding Fathers of the American Republic said what they meant and meant what they said about life, liberty, justice; our unalienable rights, peaceably governing ourselves, the pursuit of happiness—and they remain vigilant to the notion that government is circumscribed in the Constitution to very specific limitations. These are “non-activist” judges who do not divine a “penumbra of rights” from rights explicitly protected in the Bill of Rights. They apply the law, instead of sliding down the slippery slope of interpreting the law.

 

Believers who adhere to the literal meanings of words in the Bible are labeled “Christian literalists” or more pejoratively, “Christian fundamentalists”; they believe that the Bible’s divinely-inspired writers said what they meant and meant what they said (construing that meaning according to the original Hebrew and Greek, as the learned team of English translators did in producing the King James Bible from 1604-1611), viz., that the Bible is, quite literally, the Word of God (i.e., divinely inspired text). The slippery slope for believers occurs when applying who we are as Christians to a myriad of fact situations as they inevitably arise.

 

Such non-activist jurists and fundamentalist believers are further labeled “conservative.” As such, they seek to “conserve” meaning and values. And what does it mean to “conserve meaning and values”? One might surmise that once a nation and/or a set of Christian believers establish and recognize Supreme Law, that that rule of law is worthless and useless unless its time-tested traditions are lived, i.e., taught, acted upon, defended, protected—conserved not only for the current generation, but preserved for posterity.

 

On this basis one may posit that real human beings are traditionalists; they live by time-tested tradition so as to be righteous and to uplift their brethren. Traditionalists strive to abide by divine and temporal law, following both the letter and the spirit thereof. To be real human beings, to be traditionalists, we must know what is expected of us by way of being on notice of what those laws are (our apprehension) and then understanding what exactly is required in order to model what it means to be law-abiding (our conduct).

 

Religious Pharisee-ism

Traditionalists are not pharisaic, in the worst sense of the word, i.e., knowing the law yet exhibiting false righteousness, thoughtless form over substance, and preaching an extreme legalism yet one based upon a lax morality; being hypocritical, two-faced.

 

By the time of Jesus the Pharisees had become a parody of themselves. These Pharisees were rabbis whose oral teachings had been collected (at least since their captivity in Babylon) and collated down through the ages into what is known as the Talmud. They were not Torah-abiding but were following the Talmudic sayings of presumably sage rabbis who preceded them (strange gods indeed!). In short, they were deceivers (or as Jesus described them, they comprised the Synagogue of Satan).

 

Talmudic Pharisees persist in our present age and Talmudic Judaism is the prevailing form of the religion by far. As I understand it, the Talmud is overwhelmingly the basis from which Judaism is taught in today’s synagogues worldwide.  

 

However, when taken in its most positive spiritual light, a Pharisee can be viewed as being diligent and precise in work; zealous and sincere in adherence to the Law of Moses. The Chosen People, less versed in that Law, received great benefit from their guidance. This is demonstrated in the wisdom of the Patriarchs throughout the Old Testament who led the Hebrews through thick and thin.

 

The adherents of Karaite Judaism are those Jews who still follow the Law of Moses. They believe in a strict application of the literal text of the scripture, without rabbinical interpretation. The Tanakh (written Torah) is their supreme authority in their theology and halakha (Jewish religious law). Karaites are of the opinion that rabbinical teachings are subject to the flaws of any document written by mere mortals, i.e., the Talmud is not divinely inspired. As a result, Karaitism has been derided by Talmudic (or “Rabbinic”) Judaism and has suffered real persecution because of its literalist, originalist beliefs. In fact, Karaites have been reduced to a small minority; many Talmudic Jews do not even know they exist.

 

To get an idea of what it means for a text to be “divinely inspired,” listen to Chuck Missler expound on how the Bible is “authenticated”:

 

Two mind-blowing extracts from Learn the Bible in 24 Hours:

Sessions 13:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ud6pJaLLA8w&list=PLRj8AJuzeJRwHdeFua3pzmwPB_JCS0mIq&index=13

 

Session 14 

Begin at the 26:00 minute mark

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZzDUjROQCEg&list=PLRj8AJuzeJRwHdeFua3pzmwPB_JCS0mIq&index=14

 

Even Christian pastors, priests, and their congregations fall into Pharisee-ism when they are “led by the nose via Talmudic Judaism,” and/or when they fail to be accountable for wrongly judging one another. By so doing, these so-called Christians bring dishonor upon themselves while ruining the lives and careers of others.

 

Also, many Christian clergy and congregations pick and choose what is doctrinally acceptable by explaining away as only “figures of speech” certain disfavored passages in the Bible.  For example, those who subscribe to amillennialism in their eschatology (as do the Catholic Church and many Protestant sects) do not take the Bible literally and are therefore not originalists—they fail to fully grasp that Holy Scripture says what it means and means what it says. Rather, they interpret what the Bible says according to their own likes and dislikes, their own socio-cultural preferences. 

 

Secular Pharisee-ism

The state can be thought of as reaching a righteousness of form with the founding of the American Republic. America in the late Eighteenth Century was a grand experiment in seeing whether a People could split off from the Deep State of British/European intrigues-and-control to form a more perfect union of self-governing (mini)states composed of sovereign individuals. Although the nation has survived it has morphed into more of a national security state of apparatchiks, bound up with the globalist “personhood” of multi-national corporate minions, manned by a dumbed-down population of servitors who find themselves subject to a socio-spiritual miasma subversion. Can it be said that what has happened to the Republic since its founding has been the result of a creeping, “secular Pharisee-ism”?

 

To bring order within ourselves and to maintain order in society, all People are called upon to be God-fearing and law-abiding—a seemingly separate yet co-dependent symbiosis of both sacred and temporal deference to just authority. Ideally, one leans on the other. Ideally, each mutually excludes all amoral, essentially un-American systems of religion, as it does those political theories and practices that run counter to our originally established republican form of government.

 

Pharisee-ism is parasitism; it eats away at the strong fabric of truth, justice and the American way. (—even though the late Justice Scalia, Catholic conservative icon that he was, was an admirer of Talmudism; he effectively modeled modernist Catholicism’s “ecumenical merger” with Talmudic-style Judaism. Could Scalia represent a sort of odd, paradoxical exception to Talmudism? To conservatism? Go figure! Be that as it may...)

 

True American patriots reject Pharsee-ism in their politics, government and religion; in church, state and synagogue. America is a nation founded upon and firmly grounded in Biblical Judeo-Christian and democratic traditions whose values are set forth in the Bill of Rights. Indeed, freedom of religious association and free speech are rights guaranteed by the First Amendment to both natural-born and naturalized individuals in America. This means that any religious or political ideology can practice what it preaches. There is no need for censoring speech. Instead, in America if something is destructive of our American way, ideally it will fall and wither by its own accord, its own lack of merit, its shortcomings, which become self-evident by its expression via speech and/or  conduct.

 

This can only happen, however, in-so-far as Americans are not ignorant of the nature of their own unique political and spiritual heritage, and are not overly-accepting of dissimulating and subversive ruses. Such ruses include radical left liberalism that embraces baby-and-family-killing feminism and sexual perversion, socialism and a “progressivist corpocracy” pushing agendas of diversity, multiculturalism, indifferentism, and mindless ecumenism. Whether American liberty can withstand this assault is problematic; with the secularist-atheist persecution of Christianity, the decline in Biblically-based education and a massive propaganda effort against the verities of our American heritage by our schools and media, Pharisee-ism seems to be winning. But is it, really? Some examples of modern-day Pharisee-ism immediately come to mind. They are worth calling out:  

·       Just look at the so-called “impeachment circus” of 2019. Democrat libtards and RINOs persecuting POTUS and anyone who defends him;

·       Liberals who accept “the news” reported by mainstream media as representing “the truth” and close their minds to arguments to the contrary. (This is practicing a modern-though-secularist form of Pharasee-ism—or more precisely, a form of Saducee-ism, the liberal side of ancient rabbinic law-keepers);

·       Attorneys seeking the acquittal of their clients (or punishment of adversaries), argue “technicalities” or make specious legal arguments hoping only to provide—for a like-minded “judge”—an opening by which that judge can make an unjust ruling (or lead a gullible jury toward an unjust verdict);

·      Pharmaceutical company operatives who provide a wealth of “scientific evidence” in support of a drug, from “clinical studies” they funded, or otherwise influenced, and from which they intend to profit handsomely. The drug ends up killing or damaging people for life. These companies may be using medical terminology and “scientific” procedure but the form prevails over the true spirit of healing.

 

The opposite of pharisaic “libtardism” is a well-informed, solidly-educated, traditionalist body politic. We might start with understanding real history. Some say that the United States of America as a constitutional republic ended with Lincoln’s imposition of the Lieber Code; a never-revoked declaration of national emergency (war) that suspended the U.S. Constitution and vested plenary power in the Executive Office of the President.

 

Then there were Franklin Roosevelt’s 1933 actions of (1) bankrupting America via HJR 192, prompting the national  government to (unconstitutionally) repudiate its promises to redeem paper currency with gold who (2) looked to the Trading with the Enemy Act as amended by the War Powers Act of March 9, 1933, to empower the federal government to take control over any and all commercial, monetary or business transactions of We the People—We, the newly declared “enemy,” which quite literally turned our nation into a USA, Inc.

 

It can further be argued that the political leadership in America since the time of Lincoln (or as some argue, more correctly I think, after the time of Andrew Jackson) has been characterized by the infiltration of avaricious self-interests that run counter to the originary interests of America’s true sovereigns, those individuals who are collectively referred to as “We the People.” Politics was simply a matter of keeping the People from knowing the truth about what their elected officials and unelected government bureaucrats, in league with entities having certain nefarious intentions and preferences, were doing to them; politics became simply a public relations ploy used by those with more sinister motivations.

 

The roots of government oppression, via inordinately high taxation, is traced even further back to Shays' Rebellion, 1786-1788. Michael Hoffman writes trenchantly about this righteous revolution led by farmers and laborers in Western Massachusetts in his Revisionist History newsletter, Issue No. 105, Oct,-Nov. 2019. Many were men who had served in the Continental Army to free us from British tyranny. Their complaints went unanswered. Instead, they were crushed without pity by America's new military forces under the strong-arm influence of the government and legal fraternity in league with  financial and mercantilist interests—an all-too-familiar dark alliance of usurious money-lovers. 

 

Not until President Donald J. Trump arrived have We the People had an able advocate. Trump is telling-it-like-it-is to the American people and to the world, challenging Deep State business-as usual. And he is showing a superhuman resilience against this Swamp’s unyielding coup strategies against him. As 2020 approaches we are witnessing the exposure of this very real Swamp monstrosity that has been crippling America the Beautiful for generations. We are witnessing formerly “entitled, vested interests” wailing and gnashing their teeth as they beseech the aid of their principalities, powers, the rulers of the darkness of this world, and spiritual wickedness in high places. It is a pivotal time for America and a crucial time for the world. Many of the Biblical signs are manifesting that indicate the Apocalypse is getting nearer and nearer. (Before reading the Book of Revelation, look at the Books of Ruth, Zechariah, Daniel, 1 and 2 Thessalonians and 2 Peter. Beware, oh human beans, beware! Now is the time, as never before, to apprehend the Bible and to care for your soul.)   

 

Whatever permutations may have befallen it, the United States of America was founded as a constitutional republic; it is not a democracy—and will never be a socialist dictatorship.

 

A story comes to mind. "At the close of the Constitutional Convention of 1787, as he left Independence Hall on the final day of deliberation—in the notes of Dr. James McHenry, one of Maryland’s delegates to the Convention—a lady asked Dr. Franklin, ‘Well, Doctor, what have we got: a republic or a monarchy?’ ‘A republic,’ replied the Doctor, ‘if you can keep it’. (McHenry’s notes were first published in The American Historical Review, vol. 11, p.618 (1906). When McHenry’s notes were included in The Records of the Federal Convention of 1787, ed. Max Farrand, vol. 3, appendix A, p. 85 (1911, reprinted 1934), a footnote stated that the date this anecdote was written is uncertain." Source: Bartelby’s Quotations, https://www.bartleby.com/73/1593.html Retrieved on 12/2/2019, slightly reformatted for readability.)

 

Let’s see if we can rise above Benjamin Franklin’s foreboding suspicions and keep it a republic.

 

Keeping the Faith—in God and Country

There is tremendous value in knowing what it means to be a Christian. By this I mean truly grokking the Bible, and by so doing really knowing, inviting, and keeping Jesus Christ in our hearts. Surprisingly, perhaps, this uncommon knowledge is quite a “ramble into the esoteric”; it is more than just a path of “gimmee that old time religion,” though that may suffice quite well as a beginning and an endpoint for most Christian believers. But drop what you are doing and hear me, for there is always more to explore in the subtle realms. And if we have a mind to do so, then let us do it.

 

Various spheres of knowledge in the more profane (mundane?) world are also quite worthy of our time and attention. Why not read the world’s greatest literature, learn a craft, practice yoga, or study a whole new field such as philosophy, agriculture, physics, oceanography, mechanics, or electrical engineering? Any worthy field of pursuit has its deeply satisfying, almost esoteric, feel to it as it broadens and deepens us. Even such sports as swimming, ball playing, track and field, and such activities as subsistence hunting, fishing and boating, or camping and hiking, add developmental dimensions to us. Some may not see such an attitude as very “traditionalist”—but I do.

 

Whatever we choose, we focus then relax our focus, losing ourselves amid the doing and yet slowly mastering whatever it might be. Every endeavor, if engaged in with the right perception, is certainly contributive to a believer’s knowledge and wisdom, sensibilities and well-being. In other words, we should not be so hidebound (in a kind of frantic fanaticism about "The Good Book") that we essentially cordon ourselves off from the total richness swirling about in the noosphere, from communing with the natural world, or, for that matter, from a spectrum of activities accessible to us in this big, wide world.

 

If they haven’t found it already, Christians should discover that the love of God, agape love, animates all that we are and all that we do; all our interactions with others. Though we wear many hats as we walk through this world our heads are in the clouds; we can be at once here and elsewhere. We begin, through the grace of the Holy Spirit, to perceive consciousness, the Spirit that moves through all things, as a sort of “soul guide”; and as our consciousness expands, so do the dimensions of our being, of our reality. We experience time, the fourth dimension, a physical dimension but one that we discover is not linear, with a past and present available in the now and a most likely future that is always unfolding (depending on the choices we make). Imagine what , say, walking within six more dimensions—in ten total dimensions—might be like. (The Book of Genesis informs us, and physicists say, that there are six further dimensions to plumb.)

 

Imagination is the domain of theoretical physicists and small children. Wonderment at creation is food for the soul: its manifold beauties, its simplicity and its intricate complexities— its infinite by-ways, its agonies and hard lessons, all conspires to inspire. The soul, meanwhile, yearns for liberty from a temporary body temple that can significantly damper down its richness-of-being.

 

Friends implore me to look at this, look at that. I look, I share because they are my friends. They wish to share because our common bonds of friendship have meaning. Sharing deepens that meaning. Sharing deepens appreciation. And I will consider any worthy endeavor that a friend values. This is letting agape love into our shared being. It fills us with a grace-at-the-encounter. And when my energy ebbs I do nothing; I rest; I commune within my self-soul, only to find I am still not alone.  

 

Tell me, friend, have you had it up to here with “callous sophisticates”? I have. This nation, this soul cries out for an oasis in a time of chaos. And when enough souls unite in a deep and abiding understanding of God and country, there will be the ringing of bells and joyous sounds across the land; mountains will cease to tremble; seas shall calm themselves; the bright blue of the skies will shine beams of a pure love-like-heaven and all of creation will be new again.