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Alright, I’m hooked……. February 17, 2017

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………stupid Steven Crowder got me hooked on this earbug:

They May Not Have Known Each Other, But They Sure as Hell Chewed Some of the Same Dirt February 17, 2017

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My paternal grandparents met and married in Phillips County, Kansas in the 1920s.  They may have known each other well before that, but they married around 1930.  My grandfather’s surname was obviously Roach.  My grandmother’s was Pennington.  God rest both their souls.

150 years earlier, Francis Roach was a very early settler of Kentucky.  He arrived there perhaps 4 years after Daniel Boone led the first permanent party of white settlers across the Cumberland Gap in 1775 (an earlier attempt in 1773 had to be abandoned due to attacks by indians).  Francis served in the Revolutionary War under General George Rogers Clark.  A little bio on Francis:

Personal Information:
Born:  April 1739 in Fairfax Co., VA
Family: He was married.
Death:  9 Jul 1845 at his son David’s house at Lamb’s Point (Worden) [106 years old!]Military Record:  He enlisted in 1779 and again in 1780 when he served with Capt.Dougherty on the frontier. He went with his captain in the service of his country under the command of General George Rogers Clark in 1782, and in 1786 he fought the Indians under the command of General     Benjamin Logan. During the campaigns into the Indian country in the present state of Ohio, in one he helped cut up and destroy their corn at “Old Chillicothe of the Little Miami”. Mr. Roach had drawn a pension of $24.67 a year since 1832 (he was 93 when he applied).

Burial:  Hamel Tp.

Narrative:  Being an orphan boy, he was bound to a master, who removed with him to North Carolina in early life, where he married. In 1779 he emigrated to Kentucky, where he spent the first six years in a fort at Dougherty’s Station, near Danville in Mercer Co.; and after residing in several other parts of that state (he is on the 1799 tax list for Christian Co., KY – 299 acres), moved to Madison Co., Il living there till his death.

Francis was a man below the middling stature, of a swarthy complexion, gray eyes, and of active bodily faculties, which he retained to a remarkable degree till his last illness – was naturally of a cheerful disposition, rather weakly the first thirty-one years, which probably taught him how to be prudent in managing his health, having enjoyed, uniformly, (with the exception of two or three attacks of fever and ague) good health during that period. He was always an early riser – a day rarely dawned before he was out of bed – winter and summer.  [Well he certainly didn’t pass that trait on to me]

Mr. Roach was always a temperate man, using ardent spirits only in the shape of “morning bitters”, as was the custom of the day – ate meat generally at every meal – never liked or drank coffee [so that’s where it get it from!], but tea occasionally for the last ten years, and totally disused ardent spirits for the same period. He became a professor of religion, and joined the Methodist Episcopal Church in the year 1787, in which he remained a devout member the balance of his life. [as were at least some of his descendants 200 years later]

After he was 100 years old, his eyesight became so dim that he could with difficulty discern one person from another – being guided more by their voice than otherwise. He never had the benefit of an education, and consequently had not much need for spectacles.

Mr. Roach was a hatter by trade, but most of his labor was spent on the farm, which never ceased as long as his eyesight served him. He was seen cutting corn stalks in the field with a hoe after he became a centenarian.

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Daniel Boone had a sister named Hannah.  Hannah married another Revolutionary War soldier named Richard Pennington.  They, like Francis, moved from North Carolina to Kentucky in the late 1770s.  In fact, Hannah and Richard belonged to the first worship house set up in Kentucky, the Mulkey Meeting House, the later version of which still stands to this day, and outside of which Hannah’s earthly remains lie.

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While these families crossed the Cumberland Gap almost contemporaneously and lived in relatively close proximity for some times, they rapidly scattered within a few years. The Roaches in particular seemed to have a serious case of wanderlust, picking up and moving every 20 years or so.  And not just across town, but to entirely different states, when to do so involved great danger and a journey of weeks or months. After Kentucky they went to Illinois, then Iowa, and finally Kansas.  Why those good Southerners went to Yankee land I have no idea………well, actually I do, they were not big on fighting for the right of a handful of very rich and decadent men to own slaves.  In fact all my forebears who fought in the Civil War – and there were quite a few – fought for the North.  I’d have to check, but every single one of them may have.

I don’t know if my dad has ever established that the Roaches and Penningtons knew each other at this early date, but given that there were probably not 500 whites in all of Kentucky at this early date it’s possible. It has been established via genealogy that these are the same Roaches and Penningtons. Amazing that descendants of these families would, 3 or 4 generations later, wind up marrying.  In the words of Gunny Highway, they may not have known each other, but they sure as hell chewed some of the same dirt.

So, yes, I am also distantly related to Daniel Boone.

It Will Be Light Posting Again This Week February 14, 2017

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No, no more pressing health problems, for the moment, thank God, but I am stuck in all day meetings three days this week with a hard rule on no laptops or phones.  You can thank the VP of Quality for that.  Her rule, not mine.  So, I won’t have really any time to post until Friday, at best, and I’m sure I’ll be playing a lot of catchup then.

A little quickie to tide you over, some data that is as satisfying to your snarky side as it is revealing.  A German study has found that 90% of the most hardcore leftist “protestors” in that country still live at home, and a huge percentage are unemployed.  I doubt the situation is much different in this country, most of the so-called “antifa” (anti-fascist) radicals here are associated with various universities, either as part-time students, professional students, drop-outs, staff, and/or hangers on.  It has been revealed that a number of the most violent rioters in Berkeley were faculty or staff of that benighted institution (I heard somewhere – I think from Milo – that only 37% of recent Berkeley graduates are employed?):

A new study shows that over 90 percent of the anti-fascist protestors in Europe are still living in their mother’s basement.

Heat Streetreports that the study found that 92 percent of the protesters at these anti-fascist rallies that are believed to have committed violence still live with their parents. Heat Street also notes the following findings from the study:

  • 84% are male
  • 72% are aged 18-29
  • 90% are single
  • 34% are unemployed

These “Antifa” protesters have been behind the violent protests that occurred on the day of President Donald Trump’s inauguration and the riots that occurred in U.C. Berkeley when Breitbart editor Milo Yiannopolous was scheduled to speak. In fact, it seems that the violence didn’t start until the “Antifa” thugs appeared, according to International Business Times.

In reality, most of these “spontaneous protests” are nothing of the kind, they are carefully planned and organized, while most of the hardcore of this group are basically paid activists/protestors/activists. They are paid by the demonrat party and many allied George Soros funded groups.  Many people have found ads on Craig’s List and other sites that attest to this fact, where advertisements appear regularly offering pay for taking part in protest-riots.  It’s all astroturf, fake grass roots uprisings conducting politics by other means, attempting to achieve on the streets through violence what the failed and rejected leftist agenda failed to win at the ballot box.  It’s exceedingly dangerous to fund and support groups like this, not only with money but with increasingly extremist and unhinged rhetoric – thinks like this can easily spin out of control.

Which may be the point of it all.  As I said, politics by other means.  When their political program utterly fails to attract the support of the majority, the historical tendency of the Left is to resort to violence.  More and more people are noting that a kind of civil war, whether fought with armed combat or not, is in the offing.

At any rate, I’m off for a 1st birthday party for my youngest, have a blessed few days and I’ll try to catch up with you on Friday.

h/t reader TT for the link to Rush

My Son Is Home and Doing Well February 13, 2017

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Miraculously well, in fact.  He appears perfectly normal now.  Such a miracle.  We have a very long road to travel but at this point it is smooth and happy.  May God be pleased to allow it to remain so.

Not much to update from my last one, Benedict has a tumor, it will be characterized and understood and checked for changes, but if nothing negative occurs no dramatic intervention will be undertaken.  For now just a whole bunch of tests and doctor’s visits and regular monitoring.  He experienced no problems at all with his anti-seizure meds, so Deo Gratias for that.  There have been no seizures since Monday.

We did have a scare shortly after coming home.  He ate some nuts, to which he has developed a really severe allergy, apparently, and he had severe stomach cramps and vomited.  Of course, we couldn’t know for certain at the time whether this sickness was due to the tumor, medication, or what he had eaten.  Turns out to have been the latter.

Since then, he’s been golden.  He had a great weekend playing with friends and siblings.  Doctors say he can be fully normal, no kid gloves required.  His feet, over which so many doctors and nurses remarked because they were so calloused, scarred, and dirty (something they don’t see so much anymore), went right back to being black.  IOW, normal for a 7 year old boy.

In short, he’s doing great, it’s a miracle, and your prayers and support have been more appreciated than I can possibly convey.  Please keep praying for my little buddy, as I know you will, this is not a situation that is likely to resolve itself quickly.  Right now we’re just trying to really enjoy every moment.  We’ve had some very good times the past few days.

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Another Update on My Boy Benedict February 8, 2017

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First of all, thank all of you SO MUCH for the enormous outpouring of prayers, Masses, meals, offers of assistance, and many other forms of kindness.  We have been overwhelmed by all the love that has been shown.  Truly this is what defines the sublime, often misunderstood word, Catholic.

My boy is doing quite well at present.  When I walked into the ER yesterday after his seizure he did not know who I was.  He has regained probably 90% of his mental faculties but still has a little way to go.  He’s up and about though, has no more headache, ate a ton…..he’s feeling pretty good at present.

Having said that he has been diagnosed with a brain tumor.  It is still being characterized but signs to date indicate it is most likely not malignant.  He has probably had it for some time, possibly even since birth.  It is also likely the cause for his problems with reading, even though he is an ace at math, science, and religion.

At any rate another night in the hospital with introduction of anti- seizure meds.  Surgery is not thought necessary at this point.  The tumor will be monitored and decisions on surgical intervention made based on how he does and whether it starts to grow or otherwise changes behavior.  It is possible surgery may never be required, but the probability is that it will someday but hopefully not for years.  Till then we’ll just have to trust in God and take it day by day.

Thank you so much for your prayers!  I know you will keep them up, and please do!  This is going to be a long effort.  Only God’s Grace will sustain us through it, and your prayers are a huge part of that.  Thank God that my boy survived a bad seizure and is steadily improving.  Every day, even every hour, is such a blessing. Racing to the hospital 30 miles away Monday morning……..well, I’m sure you can imagine my thoughts.  I have seen so much suffering at the only Level 1 trauma center for children serving a population of 12 million that I know both how blessed I am and how tenuous life is.

I’m happy I could share these updates with my online family.  May God bless and reward you all for your kindness.

My blessing, my boy:

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Update on my boy February 7, 2017

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My boy is doing better but he’s far from out of the woods.  Still not entirely himself.

We’re going to be in hospital for some time.  Meningitis has been ruled out, Deo gratias.  But there is something potentially more serious.  We will know more tomorrow.  I thank you so much for your prayers.  Please, in your charity, continue them.

Please pray for my little boy February 6, 2017

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My boy Benedict had a seizure this morning.  Cause undetermined.  Will be in hospital for some time.  Please pray for him.  I love him so much.

If any priest readers would offer Mass for this intention it would be greatly appreciated.

God bless you all.

Flightline Friday: F-35 Debuts at Red Flag February 3, 2017

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Red Flag – the world’s premier and most realistic air combat exercise – 17-1 began last week at Nellis AFB, NV.  As usual, participants are many and varied – F-22s from the 1st FW at Langley AFB, VA, B-1s from the 28th Bombardment Wing at Ellsworth AFB, SD, and marking their operational debut, F-35s from the 414th Combat Crew Training Squadron (CCTS), 388th TFW, Hill AFB, UT.

Everyone knows, it’s been a long slog for the F-35.  I have certainly never been a big supporter of this badly compromised design.  From a standpoint of aerodynamic performance, it will always be a very middling performer.  Crippled by the Marine requirement for STOVL capabilities, it will be badly hamstrung in the visual air-to-air arena.  In addition – and also because of the Marine requirement – it’s internal storage volume, required to maintain low-observability – is also badly limited.  It can only carry two air to air missiles internally when engaged in the high-end fight.  This wouldn’t have been a big deal, had Obama and Gates (who also destroyed the Boy Scouts), not crippled US air superiority by capping F-22 production at 187 aircraft.  The F-22 has turned out to be all that was promised and more in the air-to-air arena, but there simply are not enough of them. As such, should disaster happen, like a war against a near-peer competitor in China or Russia (God forbid this should happen), the US would be badly  underequipped in the air supremacy regime and F-35s would likely be pressed into the fight be default.  This is not something it was designed to do.

Having said that, however, in the air-to-ground role for which it was primarily designed, the F-35 is finally starting to come along.  The sensors and sensor fusion of the type are simply amazing.  Once the real meaty software comes out later this year – Block 3F – the type will have extremely impressive capabilities in finding, fixing, sharing, and prosecuting all manner of ground targets. In addition, the aircraft will have very advanced means to avoid both ground-based and airborne threats, all projected instantaneously on the pilot’s all-important helmet visor., with the threats appearing as 3-D volumes to be avoided. Thus far, capabilities are limited but all reports are that the F-35 will take visual spectrum, infrared, ultraviolet, and radio-frequency sensors, and the fusion of all the above, to the next level.

Whether all this will be enough to overcome its fundamental aerodynamic limitations, the shortfalls in other areas of US airpower, and to deal with the rising Chinese threat remains to be seen.  Whether it is worth the (falling but still) astronomical cost is infinitely debatable.  But, unfortunately, due to policy decisions of three different presidential administrations, it is now the only game in town (whereas, had the F-22 been kept in production, as it should have been, the types could have been competitively evaluated and the best – the F-22 – chosen) and it would be 10-15 years, minimum, to field a replacement.  If it turns out to be a turkey, we’ll be stuck with it.  Cancellation really isn’t an option at this point, the Marines and Air Force are nearly utterly dependent on this type.

More than likely, what will happen is that US crews will make it work, and work well, warts and all.  It’s just what they do.  And hopefully sanity will prevail and the F-35 won’t ever have to come up against a serious competitor.

Now for airplane video pr0n.  Check out how much the F-35 resembles the F-22 on approach:

I don’t know what the Air Force was thinking with these new velvetine looking crew sweaters.  They look awful.

Taking off.  That 43,000 lbst engine makes terrific noise:\

As I said, Red Flag brings a wide variety of participants. There are Navy and Marine F-18s and EF-18s and British Typhoons from a squadron I am hoping someone will identify. Video courtesy 99th ABW PAO:

See what I mean by those velvetine sweaters?   WTH?  As if people in other branches didn’t make fun of Air Force softness enough, now they have to look like a stuffed animal?

And now for something a bit different – an awesome 360 degree video from inside the cockpit of the Boeing T-X entry’s first flight.  External view in the second video.  I wish it had come out with more F-23 in it as originally planned.  Looks more like a shrunken Super Hornet.

I like Boeing for the win in this large program.  The only real competition left is Lockheed since Raytheon has already bailed and it seems Northrop Grumman isn’t real serious about it.  Lockheed’s only advantage might be price, but will a Trump administration buy hundreds of new jets largely fabricated in Korea?  Doubt it.

That’s it.  Enjoy your much belated Flightline Friday.

Thanks to Reader TT for the Kind Gifts February 1, 2017

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I wanted to give a special shout to reader TT who went through some shipping hassle to send me a very nice gift of all five volumes of The Catechism in Examples off my Amazon wishlist.  That was really generous and unexpected.   Thanks, TT!

I’ve also received some other items from folks who wish to remain anonymous.  I thank you all for everything you have taken the time to send.  My hope is to draw fruitful material from whatever I am sent off the wishlist and share it with readers in posts.  It may take me some time to get around to a particular book, but I will eventually get to it.

It means a great deal to me that people think enough of my prattlings to go to the time and expense to buy me a little something (or a big something).  I do appreciate it!

 

Confession is A Most Vital Sacrament in this Age of Mass Sin and Grievous Error January 30, 2017

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A few weeks ago, I  did a post announcing Cardinal Burke coming to the Diocese of Dallas to offer Mass on 01/22.  I received some hot criticism of this post, offline.  Those upset over the post were either involved in bringing Cardinal Burke in, or were particular admirers of the pastor of the parish that hosted him.

So, what is at issue in this little local imbroglio?  Confession, and whether I was unfairly harsh towards a local priest my local correspondents feel is very good.  Admittedly, I was pointedly critical in a post that perhaps should have been both happier and more bland, simply announcing the good Cardinal’s upcoming arrival and congratulating those who arranged for his visit (both were in the post, along with some other more critical thoughts).

Now, everyone’s definition of good is relative.  My definition of a good priest in these days starts with offering the TLM, or at least the Novus Ordo in Latin, or having serious aspirations to do either but being frustrated by episcopal obstinance/malfeasance.  Frankly, a handful of exceptions aside, all the extraordinary priests I know are members of explicitly traditional orders.

Taking Confession extremely seriously is requirement #2.  This is what separates the men from the boys in my mind.  Confession is the great ignored, even inconvenient Sacrament of our time.  It is inconvenient because it is a standing rebuke to much of the new theology and ecclesiology that has been imposed on the Church in the past several decades, beliefs that say that whether one is Catholic or not doesn’t count for much, that basically all men are saved, that virtually no one ever commits a mortal sin, etc.  These kinds of beliefs are the primary reason why Confession is so little available.

There used to be a sort of rule of thumb in the Church, back in those dark unreconstructed manualist days before the “sainted” Council, that for every hour of Mass, there should be at least an equal number of hours of Confession.  In fact, most pre-conciliar parishes had priests (plural) in the Confessional before, during, and after virtually every Mass, along with other set times.  This was when the Church, and the souls within, took things like sin and Grace and damnation and redemption very seriously.

But today, in this Diocese as in almost every other, Confession is limited to perhaps an hour a week, if one is lucky, or “by appointment only,” if one is not.  This in spite of the fact that our former Bishop, now Cardinal, Kevin Farrell, repeatedly (and a bit uncharacteristically) exhorted his priests and especially pastors to have more REGULAR hours of Confession.  Many pastors responded to these exhortations, by adding one more hour weekly to the one they already had (such generosity!), while some did not. A few relative heroes did even more, adding maybe 2 or 3 hours more Confession, and staffing those hours with more than one priest.

In the dearth of Confession, the tyranny is in the numbers.  If there is only one priest hearing confessions for one hour a week, and each soul has only 3 minutes with the confessor and there are no gaps in people in the confessional, that one priest can hear 20 confessions a week or 1040  a year.  That may sound like quite a lot, but when you have numerous parishes with 7,000, 8,000, 10,000 souls ostensibly belonging, one can instantly see the problem.  Of course, the reality is different.  What tends to happen is that the same handful of relatively serious souls go to Confession with at least some regularity, while the great mass never go at all.

Couple this with what is known of Catholic belief, even among self-described regular Mass attendees, and the crisis grows into stark relief.  The vast majority of Catholics, regular Mass-goers or not, find nothing immoral in contraceptive use or fornication.  A near majority even think abortion is morally permissible in at least some cases. The large majority are fine with pseudo-sodo-marriage and think divorce and remarriage are perfectly acceptable.  The vast majority believe the Blessed Sacrament to be nothing more than a symbol.  The former, if engaged in personally, constitute grave sins requiring sacramental Confession before the Blessed Sacrament is received (recent emanations from Rome notwithstanding).  The latter places one outside the community of the faithful; reception of the Blessed Sacrament in this state constitutes the horrible sin of sacrilege and again immediate recourse to Confession is vitally necessary.

Taken together, what we have in the Church today is a great mass of people regularly receiving the Blessed Sacrament in a state that St. Paul decried perfectly in 1 Corinthians 11:27-29 (a bit of Scripture infamously and deliberately excluded from the readings of the Novus Ordo Mass), and with little to no means to correct this dire condition.  Adding to that, the very lack of Confession time communicates to the faithful that this is something that isn’t to be taken very seriously.  Writ large, this is very close to what Pope Saint John Paul II decried as the “fundamental option,” the idea that God is infinitely loving (and apparently no longer just) and that virtually no one, if anyone (short of evil right wingers like me) is damned.  That this is utterly contrary to our Blessed Lord’s clear Word as revealed repeatedly in Sacred Scripture and the guidance of vast numbers of Saints and Fathers seems to count for very little these days.  Confession remains generally  unavailable.

Not only that, but we have numerous warnings from the Blessed Mother and many of these same Saints about the number of souls condemned to hell.  While such warnings are widely viewed as quaint relics from a benighted age to most priests and prelates in the Church today, they have been so numerous, so consistent, and so emphatic that to doubt or deny them is a fool’s errand. I certainly do not.  I take these warnings deadly seriously, as I take the biblical types that reveal to us the very small number of the elect, and the great number of the damned.

So, yes, I take Confession very seriously, and its lack of availability as one of the greatest scandals afflicting the Church today.  In fact, lack of Confession and unwillingness to take its vital necessity seriously constitute very large elements of the present crisis in the Faith.  Thus, the great number of souls falling to hell like so many snowflakes, to quote Our Lady of Fatima.

Several years ago, at the time when former Bishop Farrell was making his exhortations, I did a post that summarized the availability of Confession in the Diocese. I checked most every parish.  Some had zero regular hours for Confession.  Most had one.  A few had two.  A tiny handful had somewhat more.  Two parishes stood out as placing a great (or, one might say, adequate) emphasis on Confession.  I’m sure locals know which two those are (Mater Dei, and St. William in Greenville).

So, even as someone who has admitted mistakes and made public apologies in the past, I don’t feel particularly bad about the post announcing +Burke’s visit and Mass.  I didn’t criticize Cardinal Burke in the slightest (in fact I praised him quite a bit), all my critical comments were directed towards confession and the probability, the virtual certitude, that, on a daily basis, souls with unconfessed mortal sins receive the Blessed Sacrament – and the role the diminution of the importance of Confession plays in that.  Perhaps I erred in prudence in combining critical commentary in an announcement post for a happy event.  Perhaps I could have chosen more artful phrases. But if I erred in charity, it was for the souls of those in gravest risk of eternal damnation, preferring their eternal destiny over more human concerns like the feelings of my correspondents or the pastor of the parish I criticized.  Of course, even that may be argued as simply misplaced zeal, but that was my intent, nonetheless.

PS – There were claims I had erred in stating Mary Immaculate – the parish that hosted Cardinal Burke – had only one hour of Confession a week.  That was all that was listed on their website (in addition to “by appointment”). I also perused a few bulletins.  I saw no other times listed.  But apparently, there is a monthly meeting/confab called “Arise” (not entirely unproblematic in its own right) where priests hear Confession.  I have no details as to how many priests are present, or for how long Confession is available.  Whether this constitutes “regular” Confession or not is arguable.  But I thought I’d include this only substantive rebuttal of my arguments for completeness’ sake.

I certainly welcome your comments and appraisal of the matter, if you have any.  Thank you.