The Thirteenth Week of Ordinary time

 

Welcome to the Thirteenth week of 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 that smooth rendition it calmed my concerns over the return to the deep freeze locally.  Now please open The Holy Text volume 1 to episode 13 page 176 where the prophets say …

Squatter	Too much man, groovy, great scene. Great light show, baby.
Surgeon	What are you doing in there?
Squatter	We're doing our own thing, man.
Surgeon	Have you got Mr Nottob's permission to be in there?
Squatter	We're squatters, baby.
Surgeon	What? (to nurse about Notlob) Nurse, wake him up. (she slaps his face)
Squatter	Don't get uptight, man. Join the scene and other phrases. Money isn't real.
Surgeon	It is where I'm standing and it blows my mind, young lad. (looks inside Notlob) Good Lord! Is that a nude woman?
Squatter	She's doing an article on us for 'Nova', man.
Girl	(her head also appearing through slit) Hi everyone. Are you part of the scene?
Surgeon	Are you rolling your own jelly babies in there?

Open your hymnal to page 21 and join us in singing “Here comes another one” 

Here comes another one,  Here it comes again
Here comes another one,  When will it ever end?

I dunno whatever it is,  I've not seen one before
But here comes another one,  And here comes a bunch of 'em
Here comes another one,  Thank God I'm not having lunch with them

Now please open The Holy Text volume 2 to episode 29 page 89 where the prophets say …

Man	I want to complain. ('Spreaders' who is just inside the door hits man on the head with a mallet) Ooh!
Spreaders	No, no, no, hold your head like this, and then go 'waaagh'! Try it again. (he hits him again)
Man	Waaghh!
Spreaders	Better. Better. But 'waaaaaghh'! 'Waaaagh'! Hold your hands here ...
Man	No!
Spreaders	Now. (hits him)
Man	Waagh!
Spreaders	That's it. That's it. Good.
Man	Stop hitting me!
Spreaders	What?
Man	Stop hitting me.
Spreaders	Stop hitting you?
Man	Yes.
Spreaders	What did you come in here for then?
Man	I came here to complain.
Spreaders	Oh I'm sorry, that's next door. It's being hit on the head lessons in here.
Man	What a stupid concept.

Homily Parishioners, despite the growing and intense backlash against western civilization being replaced by illegal immigrants by the current members of western civilization, some politicians just do not seem to get their failure.  As an example, the current government of Spain has decided to make 500,000 of the illegals legal with the wave of a pen (https://elpais.com/espana/2026-01-26/podemos-anuncia-un-acuerdo-con-el-gobierno-para-una-regularizacion-extraordinaria-de-migrantes.html).  The backlash appears to be unifying all centerist and right wing politicians against the policy so the next national election in Spain should be interesting. 

However the ultra left wing politicians want to go even further and have started saying the quiet part out loud calling for “the Great replacement” (https://www.zerohedge.com/geopolitical/advocating-genocide-musk-slams-far-left-spanish-mps-demand-500000-illegals-be-made).  Some have even called her ravings “advocating genocide”.  This “doubling down” on their unpopular ideas really seems to have no end in sight. 

Anywhere and everywhere that the liberals get in they seem intent on replacing the indigenous population with their “migrants”.  Once they have imported their voters of the future, they then want to micromanage all aspects of society so that the original population feels out of place and unwelcome.  Recently in Britain Lord Starmer has gone so far as to begin attempting to change the out of doors (https://www.zerohedge.com/political/government-obsessed-making-britains-countryside-less-white).  I had no idea that “green space” was a color code for “white supremacy” and “dominance”, but apparently they think so.  But have no fear Lord Starmer is here with the DEI crusade to remake nature into his vision of an inclusive paradise.  Sounds like it will be appreciated. 

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.