The Fourth Week of Extra Ordinary Time.

 

Welcome to the Fourth Week of Extra Ordinary Time. 

Please open your Hymnal to page 3 and join in our processional  “O Lord Please Don’t Burn Us” Verse 1

O LORD, please don’t burn us,   Don’t grill or toast your flock,

Don’t put us on the barbecue,  Or simmer us in stock,

Don’t braise or bake or boil us,  Or stir fry us in a wok. 

Thank you for the typically joyous rendition of the Processional, in this week of religious turmoil it is welcome.  Please open The Holy Text volume 1 to episode 16 page 214 where the prophets say …

Milkman	Now then, madam. I'm going to show you three numbers, and I want you to tell me if you see any similarity between them. (holds up a card saying '3' three times)
Lady	They're all number three.
Milkman	No. Try again.
Lady	They're all number three?
Milkman	No. They're all number three. (he ticks his board again) Right. Now. I'm going to say a word, and I want you to say the first thing that comes into your head. How many pints do you want?
Lady	(narrowing her eyes, suspecting a trap) Er, three?
Milkman	Yogurt?
Lady	Er... no.
Milkman	Cream?
Lady	No.
Milkman	Eggs?
Lady	No.
Milkman	(does some adding up and whistling) Right. Well, you're quite clearly suffering from a repressive libido complex, probably the product of an unhappy childhood, coupled with acute insecurity in adolescence, which has resulted in an attenuation of the libido complex.

Open your hymnal to page 30 and join us in singing “A Medical Love Song” verse 5

My heart is very tender,  Though my parts are awful raw
You might have been infected,  But you never were a bore
I'm dying of your love, my love,  I'm your spirochaetal clown
I've left my body to science,  But I'm afraid they've turned it down

Now please open The Holy Text volume 2 to episode 27 page 52 where the prophets say …

Mrs Conclusion	We're going to have our budgie put down.
Mrs Premise	Really? Is it very old?
Mrs Conclusion	No. We just don't like it. We're going to take it to the vet tomorrow.
Mrs Premise	Tell me, how do they put budgies down then?
Mrs Conclusion	Well it's funny you should ask that, but I've just been reading a great big book about how to put your budgie down, and apparently you can either hit them with the book, or, you can shoot them just there, just above the beak.
Mrs Premise	Just there!
Mrs Conclusion	Yes.
Mrs Premise	Well well well. 'Course, Mrs Essence flushed hers down the loo.
Mrs Conclusion	Ooh! No! You shouldn't do that - no that's dangerous. Yes, they breed in the sewers, and eventually you get evil-smelling flocks of huge soiled budgies flying out of people's lavatories infringing their personal freedom. (life-size cut-out of woman at end of last animation goes by) Good morning Mrs Cut-out.
Mrs Premise	It's a funny thing freedom. I mean how can any of us be really free when we still have personal possessions.
Mrs Conclusion	You can't. You can't. I mean, how can I go off and join Frelimo when I've got nine more installments to pay on the fridge.
Mrs Premise	No, you can't. You can't. Well this is the whole crux of Jean-Paul Sartre's 'Roads to Freedom'.

Homily  Parishioners, as the Catholic Church elects its first ever Pope born in the United States and begins its new direction, I thought it appropriate to look at the state of religious affairs currently in the Western World.  To sum up, it is a MESS! 

In Europe, the home of the Catholic Church as well as most other western religions, to say that the status of religion is in free fall collapse is a sorry understatement.  One has but to look at Italy, to see just how dilapidated conventional Western religion has become.  In Treviso Italy a story broke that nursery school children were led to a Mosque by the “caretakers” for a “field trip” (https://www.liberoquotidiano.it/news/italia/42489938/treviso-bimbi-inginocchiati-pregare-allah/).  What could be more normal?  On this field trip the children were “taught” how to pray Muslim style, repeated the profession of the faith (thus technically becoming Muslims) and in their prayers prayed to “Allah”.   What could be more normal in the Home of the Catholic Church? 

Meanwhile over on our side of “the pond” The state of Warshingtonne has decided to order Catholic Priests to violate the sanctity of the Confessional and orders all priests to divulge if a communicant admits to abusing a child by reporting such to local authorities (https://lawfilesext.leg.wa.gov/biennium/2025-26/Pdf/Bills/Senate%20Bills/5375.pdf?q=20250205080252).  Naturally, the Catholic Church has ordered ALL Priests to ignore that law in all cases (https://www.foxnews.com/politics/catholic-church-excommunicate-priests-following-wa-law-requiring-child-abuse-confessions-reported).  Any priest that reports anything revealed in the confessional will be immediately EXCOMMUNICATED for such ratting out of the confessional communication.  We shall see if leftard priests in Warshingtonne State will follow their clear religious directions, or their leftard proclivities. 

In case anyone needs help understanding what these “new age” would be religious rulers would like to bring back, another recent story by the main stream media pond scum lickers should demonstrate (https://www.cbsnews.com/news/tikal-altar-guatemala-jungle-used-sacrifices-mayan-teotihuacan-cultures/?linkId=797087244).  As CBS news reported on a recent Mayan altar find their comment on the human and in particular child sacrifice acts depicted on it by saying that “such acts were not violent, just the Mayan’s way of connecting to their spiritual leaders”!  Human and even child sacrifice is explained away, as is making small children attend and act out foreign religious rites, but the religion that built Western Civilization needs to be violated in the guise of “protecting children”.  Lying liars and the lies they tell! 

Amen

Please join us in our recessional on page 3 of your hymnal “O Lord Please Don’t Burn Us” second verse. 

Oh Please don’t lightly poach us,  Or Baste us with hot fat,

Don’t fricassee or roast us,    Or boil us in a vat,

And please don’t stick thy servants, Lord,  In a Rotissomat.