It’s a social revolution that’s been going on, and perhaps in the church people have not been as clear in understanding what that involved.
It’s very clear that if this referendum is an affirmation of the views of young people, then the church has a huge task in front of it to find the language to be able to talk to and to get its message across to young people, not just on this issue, but in general.”
Archbishop Diarmuid Martin
Yesterday was the darkest day in the history of Irish Catholicism.
We have seen in the past the martyring of great men like St. Laurence O'Toole, we have seen the mass murder of Catholics by rabid dog Protestants like Oliver Cromwell and we have even seen the outlawing of Mass under the Penal Laws.
But amidst all of this, there was some remnant of clergy and religious upholding the essential deposits of the faith, the truths eternal and immutable. Most importantly, we have always had hierarchy in the Church who, thanks to their ability to perform the sacred mysteries of the Mass, could be relied upon to withstand pressure from society to alter their beliefs.
Not only has that all disappeared and many in the Church not only have failed to stand up for her teachings, but are now standing firmly against her. Archbishop of Dublin Diarmuid Martin had made a tremendous effort to get the Yes vote to win by refusing to ask people to vote No. Just would not bring himself to do it. More so than any other figure, his pathetic, apologetic and self-loathing reverence towards the Yes campaign's disdain of Catholicism has encouraged ambiguous Catholics that a Yes vote was not only possible but necessary. The entire campaign has pitted Bishops, Priests and Nuns in direct opposition to their long suffering congregations, ordinary lay people clinging to the timeless teachings of the One Holy Apostolic Church rather than succumbing to the shallow ramblings of geriatric and likely homosexual post-Vatican II Priests who pollute Churches up and down the country.
This is the final indication that the power of the Church in Ireland is gone. What a change in my lifetime!— Tony Flannery (@FlanneryTony) May 23, 2015
Truly historic time,equality and love guide our paths, We can only be filled with hope and confidence.— fr paddy (@frpaddybyrne) May 24, 2015
I suspect that confessors will be busy with an overflow of 'No' campaigners feeling guilty #MarRef— Gerry O'Connor (@GerryO_Connor) May 20, 2015
As the campaign for Same-Sex marriage wore on, many of these supposed Catholics jumped on the bandwagon against the Church that they delude themselves into claiming that they are members of, let alone ordained ones at that. Men like Peter McVerry, Tony Flannery, Gerry O'Connor, Paddy Byrne, 'Sister' Stanislaus Kennedy, Iggy O'Donovan and Martin Dolan (to name a small but vocal minority) did their absolute utmost to spit in the face of Christ and His Church with sinister declarations of a correlation between men sodomising one another and Our Lord's life and death.
It is easy to despair over all of this, but we should not. This corruption has been innate since the Second Vatican Council made ambiguity and the cult of personality of the individual priest a prerequisite for the bastardised Irish version of Catholicism. Irish priests are akin to political figures less in the sense of idealists like Padraig Pearse and are instead more like the self-serving half-wit politicians in the vein of those country bumpkins who grin through their moustaches that they like to think of themselves as 'mavericks'. The history of Catholicism in this country is one that is as glorious as it is bleak, in fact it was generally most glorious when it was at its bleakest, to associate bleakness with a powerlessness. A generation has grown up associating Our Lord's sacrifice on the Cross and instructions to give up everything that this world has to offer with blessing yourself in front of your family when the angelus comes on before the news, watching John Paul II on Reeling in the Years and thinking that the photographs of Padre Pio in the Italian chippers are really nice pieces of decoration alongside their replica World Cup trophies.
Since the 60s, we have seen not only the destruction of the Mass at the hands of iconoclastic simpleton modernists masquerading as men of the people, but also child abuse by vermin like Brendan Fortune, perverts like Eamon Casey and sentimentality from Masonic friendly collar-less Daniel O'Donnell wannabes like Brian Darcy. These men prefer not to identify themselves publicly as members of the Catholic faith so maybe it is time that we stopped recognising them as being such.
At the Mass that I attended tonight, there were around 40 people where there are normally 200. Most of the congregation were ageing, tired and worn. The Priest never even mentioned the referendum.
Diarmuid Martin was certainly right when he said that referendum was a reality check, not for the liberal priests among the country, but for those who still hold to the traditional faith. This is a reality check that many of these liberal Catholics (so called because they have been liberated from love of God and neighbour) are even worse enemies of the faith than we imagined.
We are entering very dark days once again in this country. The next referendum will almost surely be on abortion and will almost surely pass. May we pray that for those of us who hang on, the eternal words of Christ ring in our ears I am with you all days, even to the consummation of the world.
This is an ending. But also a new beginning. Of people who are willing to have their names and characters dragged through the mud by self-righteous sanctimonious smug liberals who have attacked anyone with an inclination to vote No in this referendum.
The spirit of Vatican II displayed itself today, priests celebrating the diabolical demise of the fabric of our very society and God's plan. A generation has convinced itself that all that Catholicism brought to these shores was 800 dead babies in Tuam (still not found), Magdelene laundries and child abuse. The saddest part is that a generation of imposter priests have convinced themselves that this is true also.
To the future we go, surely to suffer. When your Lord is on the Cross, to suffer is to triumph.
The Catholicism of the Second Vatican Council is over in this country is over. Good riddance to it. We await a glorious new future, one envisioned by Pope Benedict XVI.
From the crisis of today the Church of tomorrow will emerge—a Church that has lost much. She will become small and will have to start afresh more or less from the beginning. She will no longer be able to inhabit many of the edifices she built in prosperity. As the number of her adherents diminishes, so will she lose many of her social privileges. In contrast to an earlier age, she will be seen much more as a voluntary society, entered only by free decision. As a small society, she will make much bigger demands on the initiative of her individual members. Undoubtedly she will discover new forms of ministry and will ordain to the priesthood approved Christians who pursue some profession. In many smaller congregations or in self-contained social groups, pastoral care will normally be provided in this fashion. Alongside this, the full-time ministry of the priesthood will be indispensable as formerly.
The Church will be a more spiritualized Church, not presuming upon a political mantle, flirting as little with the Left as with the Right. It will be hard going for the Church, for the process of crystallization and clarification will cost her much valuable energy. It will make her poor and cause her to become the Church of the meek. The process will be all the more arduous, for sectarian narrow-mindedness as well as pompous self-will will have to be shed. … But when the trial of this sifting is past, a great power will flow from a more spiritualized and simplified Church. Men in a totally planned world will find themselves unspeakably lonely. If they have completely lost sight of God, they will feel the whole horror of their poverty. Then they will discover the little flock of believers as something wholly new. They will discover it as a hope that is meant for them, an answer for which they have always been searching in secret.
And so it seems certain to me that the Church is facing very hard times. The real crisis has scarcely begun. We will have to count on terrific upheavals. But I am equally certain about what will remain at the end: not the Church of the political cult, which is dead already, but the Church of faith. She may well no longer be the dominant social power to the extent that she was until recently; but she will enjoy a fresh blossoming and be seen as man’s home, where he will find life and hope beyond death.