Part 25: White Protest Voices - Fratelli Tutti vs My home security system.
My Comments on Strong Love.
Roman Bishop Francis published his encyclical this year here vatican.va
It is useful for my purpose to have first include some references to Holy Scholarship and loyal Roman confessors to aid your awareness my critique essay is not a solo, isolated warning separated from faith perspective. Those comments were included in the previous essay posted: “Part 24: White Protest Voices - “Fratelli Tutti”, by Pope Francis. “Without Borders”.
To begin...
My home apartment security has a keypad at the door entry and a telephone-connected processor in the closet. There is a Master password with the maintenance office plus mine at my apartment. I was having trouble with tampering and unauthorized break-ins without the alarm being triggered and I asked the office to assist in a password change.
THEN AN ODD THING HAPPENED. One day as I returned I accidentally entered the old password, and it worked. Huh, right? I then entered the new password and it also worked. Then I tested combinations of both to arm and disarm the system. Every combination also worked. There were two password memory slots assigned to me that were active. That’s not in the manual. How’s your own security? What don’t you know?
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In my essay 24 I made a point to give voice to others and summarize the Holy Father’s encyclical. Since it hinges entirely upon the story of the Good Samaritan (hereafter ‘the Story’) I reflect in this 25th essay upon those guiding ideas and the contrast with Fr. Francis guidance.
I postulate first: Strong love does not make a strong man weak, it makes him stronger. Likewise for a woman, though it might seem odd to refer in print of a ‘strong woman’ separate from strong love. I am a clumsy writer and beg your forgiveness for lack of better words.
In the Story, a lower caste tribesman of Samaritan birth gives aid to an upper class Judean tribesman and enables his medical recovery from some unknown calamity. This is a courageous gift to the Judean because a failure to recover might become a cause for retaliation, an argument for tribal revenge. This is also a wise gift to the entire Samaritan tribe because the aid is competent and recovery is successful. Thus the benefits are many in the realm of inter tribal relations: military, financial, ordinary policing all from a successful act of goodwill.
No where in the Story does there come a claim that the Judean owes his life in servitude to the Samaritan, nor that the Samaritan adopts the Judean as family giving food and shelter, aid and comfort for life.
This is where the error in Fr. Francis encyclical is found. The admonition to live “without borders” includes a shepherd’s demand to adopt the offspring from another flock, family, nation. Moreover, this is an insistent urging to be open to all who may arrive without any reservation.
At this logical fault over adoption versus hospice care, we can find consolation understanding the office of the Bishop. He is Shepard over Mendicants and Princes and is himself King of the Mendicants, having no industry except that of the Mendicant. Even more, as he is celibate, he is free of that obligation to begotten children of his own and is free to Love Freely and Greatly all the flock of the world of humanity. His place is not unlike the Hindu ascetic who aspires to all the characteristics of Godliness by ridding himself of worldly attachments.
Contrast the Bishops love with our family love. We are not mendicants. We are born to mothers who love, some more and some less, and she lives with obligations from skin outward, or inside out. If we are gifted with a living father who loves, some more and some less, he lives with obligations from skin outward, or inside out. This is the Way of Love.
The burden of Loving is lighter the more greatly we Love, but there is not uniformity of Love nor of opportunity, nor of fortune in our labors. There is not and never has been such uniformity. The Bishop desires uniformity. His formula for creating uniformity is imposing adoption upon others for the unloving misfortune of others.
This contrasts with a family’s strong love and the natural desire to provide the most in health and education and life opportunity to their own child they are able. If the Bishop were to proscribe details limiting adoption obligations, we would have insight to a natural limit and others would have guidance to a Godly adoption demand. There is none.
There is only an admonition to live without borders and whomever appears at the doorway must be received.
But this means there is no border at a nation’s edge, nor at your property, nor at your house doorway, nor your bedroom doorway, nor even between your skin and the outer world. No borders. There is no property that is your own by rights; not your land nor your home nor your marital bedroom.
This is the dilemma faced by Slobodan Milosovic of Serbia. This is the dilemma faced by USA now.
If we are told that our strong love for our children first must be set aside to care for mendicant children, we are weakened by a natural division of provisions. A wealthy family might not feel the effect. The majority certainly will be weakened as their own provisions are divided among Mendicants.
The King of Mendicants is a pied piper. He offers to lead Mendicants to green pastures where they are met by his diocesan flock. But among his flock are not merely misfortunate Judeans to whom we might offer hospice care, but the original beggars, thieves, wolves and rats who fall upon prey to consume what we Samaritans possess and then leave to pursue new conquests. Mendicant trade is not only a song from “Mary Poppins”; “Feed the birds, tuppence a bag.” Mendicant trade is also a scene from Hitchcock’s “The Birds”.
So, we have a contrast in the obligations and responsibilities of Family, and that of Mendicants who are shepherded by the King of Mendicants. He would have us adopt Mendicants without limit. In the Bishop’s mind, to love strongly is to embrace the Mendicant as one’s own child.
Here we have the clear contrast of the world of Laborers and the world of Mendicants.
Our labor of Love is chosen, for the most part. But the results and opportunities of labor and of loving are not unlimited nor uniform, family to family.
Here we have the clear contrast to Family Love and the natural desire to provide the most in health and education and life opportunity to one’s own child.
There is a natural reason for borders at bedrooms, homes, property, and Nation. There is a reason for wise shepherding of a flock in good times and bad. Unwise shepherding leads to unwise living and disability caused from lack of resources and opportunity. A Good Shepherd will desire and produce resources matching need to ensure each member of the flock is healthy and strong for the continuation and increase of the flock. That provision includes protection against wolves and guidance away from rat-infested fields and disease.
We are seeing unwise shepherding resulting from an error in telling the Story. The Story is about wise generosity for a temporary need. The Story is not about adoption. The Story is not about opening our homes to wolves and rats who would consume our lambs and grain without limits. The Mendicant King wants us to raise his parasitic cuckoo chicks who will displace our own.
The Bishop is in a state of error. How is this possible? Consider his Order. To be pledged to poverty is to be pledged to the life of a Mendicant, having no industrious character whatsoever aside from opportunistic service. To be celibate and impoverished and Mendicant is to see a life of honor in a singular life of simple existence and Service. Service is the act of giving freely, albeit with expectation that whomever receives service will reward service, even if it comes from related tribesmen. Gratuities.
The error is in forgetting the Good Samaritan story is not the Good Shepherd story. The Bishop will lead his Mendicants where they can be fed and watered and sheltered. This is his priority because they are his Kingdom’s loyal followers. They make him King by acclamation.
We, in contrast, are laborers, not kings. We labor to produce our provisions and opportunities and seek better than the Mendicant life of suffering service. And we labor to give a better life to our children.
This is the contrast in Strong Love of Family, and Strong Love of the Ascetic Mendicant.
The Bishop is more Hindu than Christian in this regard.
In closing
What people care about most is what they love, and what they love most. It is our Strong Love which rises to command our choices and decisions in Life and which We Demand are respected by our Captains of Secular and Sacred affairs.
The pastor is a castrato by choice. He is void of the love of family and is confused over the many distinctions between love and lust as though these are a continuum of passions which are allowed in his view. These are the well-known pitfalls of Hinduism. And yet, the very purpose of Religion is to Shepherd our Love. The very purpose of Politics is to Shepherd our Lusts.
America is a Special place unknown elsewhere in the world. When it is described in poetic, rhapsodic, glowing prosaic terms it is out of a grateful heartfelt lived sensibility. Our ancestors escaped the clutches and deprivations of Kings and Bishops and Emperors. America represents the ideal place where Rights thrive and are protected. We too often fail to live up to the heights of those aspirations. And yet, it is the few moments of experience standing and viewing the place which leaves such passion for Place. It becomes the vessel for our love. It is Home itself. It is Safe.
And this is what a Mendicant King can never understand.
It is our duty to teach him and to remind him that he is a sojourner in this world and we are the care-takers of this world.
It is a Special place that even he is not welcome to violate. It is a place we love. It is Home. It is where our love is safe.
From WPV-13 Andy is Jewish: “Loyalty is a tricky subject. Whom do you serve? It’s a tricky question. We The People claim to be non-sectarian. Are we really? Are we really living a distillation of all that is good from a survey of world religions? Oh gawd I wish that were true.
Isn’t that why the world sees us as that shining city on a hill? Isn’t that what their heart desires? Freedom from sectarian oppression? Rights that are universal and opportunity to apply effort and skill for personal and community gain?
We are at war against that enemy that hates our City on a Hill. We are at war against that enemy that hates our Declaration that We Know Better. They have come here to undermine and weaken our Lives, Families, Communities, Character and ultimately to destroy us just as an opportunistic disease does. Sedition.”
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We hold the Roman congregation in high regard and keep genuine good will toward those who share our faith in Grace. We ask they remember their friends, and the reasons their own ancestors escaped from Roman oppression. While they may be conflicted regarding loyalties in some degree, they ought to recall this Special Place is where Faith, free of oppression is safeguarded for them and for us, together. There has been nothing that divided us here, for a long long time.
A blunt assessment of the Bishop’s encyclical is, it is a nightmare trip back 500 years to Indulgences and forced taxation, and Mob terrorism as terrorists are authorized to extract any payment in cash or in kind or whatever their terrorist punk minds think of. All in the name of forced charity and respect.
Welcome to hell.
I hope they Remember, Just as the non-white Unionist community needs to remember. If they cannot call for Rights out of fear of a sectarian retaliation, then allow us and do not interfere as we secure the Rights we share. Remember 1970’s Italy and the Fascist uprising that killed police and judges by the scores and terrorized people and place without regard for shared Faith. Let our shared ancestry be the opening to a shared faith in a secular freedom, and then a shared guardianship of Rights, including right of Faith.
I close with these lyrics:
“Say what you wanna say, and let the words come out. Honestly. I wanna se you be brave...”
AND
“Tie a yellow ribbon ‘round the old oak tree, it’s been three long years, do you still want me...”
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In memory of: My uncle Bruce and his father my grandfather Richard; my father; and Fr. Martin Luther. Memories of these men are both dear and painful. They each desired freedom from the Ancienne Regime and peace on earth.
Here I stand. May shame now pass over. |
