The Downfall of Christendom
Part Eight: The Abomination Of Desolation
The First Sunday of Advent in 1969 saw not only a New Church Year, it also saw a New Mass. Traditionally, the Gospel for that day speaks of the "Abomination of Desolation spoken by Daniel the Prophet, standing where it ought not." Most fitting. The Great Architect of the New Mass, Archbishop Annibale Bugnini, had been given his marching orders from Sacrosanctum Concilium, section 50, which reads as follows: "The rite of the Mass is to be revised in such a way that the intrinsic nature and purpose of its several parts, as also the connection between them, may be more clearly manifested, and that devout and active participation by the faithful may be more easily achieved. For this purpose the rites are to be simplified, due care being taken to preserve their substance; elements which, with the passage of time, came to be duplicated, or were added with but little advantage, are now to be discarded; other elements which have suffered injury through accidents of history are now to be restored to the vigor which they had in the days of the Holy Fathers, as may seem useful or necessary." (Any Bishop who put his signature to such drivel should be ashamed to show his face in public.) Of course, by now we know that Annibale and his Six Protestant Advisors were just so much theatre. The form of the Novus Ordo had been worked on by such luminaries as Odo Casel, Pius Parsch, and Michel-Joseph Bourguignon d'Herbigny decades before.
Of course, well-intentioned but misguided clerics can cleverly disguise the Novus Ordo to make it look almost Catholic- almost, because the hideous "Offertory" complete with prayers from the Zohar, ("Blessed are you, Lord, God of all creation. Through your goodness we have this bread to offer, which earth has given and human hands have made. It will become for us the bread of life."), is in the original Latin "promulgation". However, the Novus Ordo had "The Spirit of Vatican II" (Spoiler Alert: NOT the Holy Ghost) to accompany it. And in no time at all, the Spirit of Vatican II had us singing Kumbaya, Jefferson Airplane, and Peter, Paul and Mary to the joyful strumming of guitars. Send in the Clowns. Bring on the Dancing Girls. The only thing missing were Animal and Human Sacrifices. By the end of those tumultuous '70's, "Communion" was being distributed to scantily clad hippies standing with arms outstretched, and the Chalice being administered by Female "Eucharistic Ministers". The Women also took over the Lectern, the Choir Loft, the Parish Council, the Liturgy Committee, and the Diocesan Synod while the men spent Sunday morning playing golf, except such Clerics who were bounden to attend. By the early '80's, couples were shacking up, the gays were coming out of the closet, and the Femi-Nazis had wreaked havoc over everything from the sanctuary to the bingo parlor. The only Tradition left was that the Nonagenarians were still able to field four Bingo Cards simultaneously.
When JP2 came to town, at first the "Conservatives" breathed a sigh of relief. This Polish Pope was portrayed as an outsider from a country still largely fervently Catholic, and oppressed by the Evil Commies. Shortly after becoming Pope, Lech Walensa began Solidarity Theatre- though we all fell for it at the time. But meanwhile, in every Western Country, the only words that accurately described the state of the Catholic Church were "utter collapse". The priests were liberal fobs who regularly spouted heresies from pulpits. Teachers in the schools were in favor of contraception, and told their students the fuddy old pope was out of touch with the 20th Century. In Chicago, Cardinal Bernardin set the pace for the American Church with his Seamless Garment theology, which translated into "go with the flow- twenty million voters cannot possibly be wrong".
Does this Wolf really have to describe the utter collapse of the '90's, when all sanity ebbed and the ribald became commonplace. Every week, the media networks vied with each other to see who could produce the most inane, the most atrocious, the most shocking, the most disgusting and vulgar sitcoms, comedies, or "action-adventure". While the family film was still somewhat sacrosanct, the family itself was becoming an endangered species. Pat Buchanan correctly foretold the suicide of the WASP culture and its replacement with a hodgepodge of "alternative lifestyles". Meanwhile, the "Gay Lobby", from delicate beginnings, was soon a force to be reckoned with. America was rapidly mutating into the New Sodom, while the bishops held their meetings and lobbied for the abolition of "nuclear weapons".
Well, JP2, Maggie and the Gipper banished those Evil Commies, and Papa Shrub told us "It's A Big Idea, a New World Order". The infrastructure for the Empire of the Antichrist was rising all around us, and the clueless Sheeple continued to shop at the Mall, go to the theatre, and participate in the Weekly Ritual of The Big Game. The Liturgical Seasons of Advent, Epiphany, Lent, Easter, and Pentecost were now replaced by the sports seasons of Football, Basketball, and Baseball. And in the '80's, there arose the most inane "Professional Wrestling". Caligula would have blushed at the inanity.
And those who wept looked in all the wrong places. Their hope was in the Freemasonic ritual of party politics and the ballot box. Go out there and Vote Harder, Dammit!
But, seriously, what could one expect when the Holy and Eternal Sacrifice is replaced by an Invalid and Insipid Parody. And, yes, this Wolf will use such terms, which even the Disciples of the Bearded One- Archbishop Lefebvre, for those uninitiated in White Wolf Lore- shy away from. Our Lord Jesus Christ said to let your yes be yes, and Pope St Felix famously declared that Not to Oppose Error is to Approve of it, and Not to speak the truth is to suppress it. We have learned the hard way what Padre Pio said about the Mass- that the Earth needs it more than the sun. The New Mass is an Abomination, and it is a Desolation. We are witnessing what Daniel the Prophet saw in vision seven Centuries before Our Lord Jesus Christ was born, and let us not be shy in stating it. The Novus Ordo is a Happy Meal, a Narrative, a Love Feast. It is not a Sacrifice, an Oblation, or the cause of our Redemption. The Novus Ordo is as sterile as an island full of Sodomites.
In 2013, we entered Peak Clown World with the "retirement" of Pope Benedict and the "election" of Pope Frantic. And just when we thought things could not get worse, they did. The Fake Sister Lucia called it a "diabolical disorientation". In this she was correct. And today the confusion is paralyzing. Well meaning Catholics stumble from the proverbial pillar to post, being pulled ten different ways by shills like Cardinal Burke, Bishop Strickland, Bishop Schneider, Archbishop Vigano, Taylor Marshall... none over the target, none speaking about Fatima, none who seem to have any clue concerning Holy Scripture.
Oh, but Wolf, they say, where is your theology degree? And he replies: You don't have to know integral calculus and trigonometry to do basic arithmetic. You don't have to be able to prove the Pythagorean Theorem to know that Parallel lines do not intersect. By now the trajectory should be abundantly clear. And it is all because the grace of God no longer flows abundantly anywhere over the face of the earth.
But Our Lady of Fatima gave us the solution.
Let the Most Holy Rosary be your Mass, your Office, your Rule, and your Enclosure!