Pride in Rome
question is asked: Isn’t there
something else, something deeper and
more sinister, perhaps even something
more eschatological at work? Yes. Satan
is at work. The work is diabolical.
And we are in the end times.
are in for some tough times, as the
spiritual war shifts to high gear. The
anti-family, anti-life, anti-Church
forces, together with the enemy within
the Catholic Church herself, are pushing
relentlessly forward. They will tolerate
no dissent. They will steamroll over
their opponents. They have the money,
the power, the position, the influence.
They include the President of the most
powerful nation on earth, an array of
First World nations, the European Union,
many groups within the United Nations,
powerful media, billionaire philanthropists.
The enemy within are well-placed dissident
Catholics, including theologians, powerful
politicians, New Agers, liberal secularist
is exciting to live during these times!
The final battle is at hand. The forces
of good and evil are poised for war.
It is basically the Catholic Church
that stands for Christ. As such, the
Catholic Church is the main target of
the diabolical forces. But we know that
"the gates of the netherworld shall
not prevail against it" (Mt 16:18).
Jesus has already won the victory. "They
will fight with the Lamb, but the Lamb
will conquer them" (Rv 17:14a).
But in his death throes, the devil can
bring many down. "But woe to you,
earth and sea, for the Devil has come
down to you in great fury, for he knows
he has but a short time." (Rv 12:12b).
are in for the fight of our lives. Are
us consolidate our forces. Let us be
a holy remnant. Let us be faithful to
our covenant. Let us give fully of ourselves
in pursuing our life and mission. Let
us be counted among "those with
(Jesus) (who) are called, chosen, and
faithful." (Rv 17:14b). Let us
not count the cost, but consider it
a great privilege to live and die for
let us always trust in Jesus.
bless us all.
Pride Rome: Reflections on Cultural
by Hilary White
This past Saturday the so-called
“Gay Pride” parade
took place in Rome. Our Rome
correspondent was there and
took numerous photos of the
event, most of which we cannot
reproduce here due to their
extremely offensive nature.
June 16, 2009 (LifeSiteNews.com)
– Gay Pride.
interesting name for it.
which theologians have noted
is certainly apt, given the
gravity of the sin of pride
and the magnitude of the societal
alteration that has come about
in the last 40 years to make
this kind of display accepted
– semi-nude men and women
writhing on top of platforms
mounted on flatbed trucks, groping
one another for all the world
course, the significance of
the location was a major part
of the message. Rome is the
home of what they imagine to
be their greatest enemies. On
its surface, obviously it was
a calculated insult aimed at
the Church. One about as subtle
as a punch in the face.
despite these rather trite and
unimaginative blasphemies, it
was a punch thrown not only
at the men in black down the
road, but at anyone, whether
believer or not, who might object.
The primary object is the re-education
of any observers who have not
yet gone along with the general
program. The people like me,
who were perhaps raised in the
squelching depths of the sexual
revolution, but who were finally
repelled by and consciously
rejected it. The post-baby boom
writers, (I am thinking especially
of Canadian novelist Michael
O’Brien) have said that
the cultural revolution that
came to power in the 1960s is
turning the world into a vast
cultural gulag. It is, in its
essence, a totalitarian ideology.
It will allow no pocket of dissent.
Gay Pride parades that went
on in Europe this weekend were
all merely an exercise in pedagogy,
the kind that used to be blasted
out of loudspeakers in remote
settlements of Siberia. The
Gay Pride parade, along with
the millions of images of slightly
lower-grade vulgarity that hourly
bombard the TV-watching, is
part of the cultural gulag’s
vast re-education program.
is notable that the one display
not seen on Saturday was any
kind of opposition.
Carabinieri lined up in front
of St. Mary Major Basilica,
were leaning on their riot shields
taking pictures of the show.
There was not a hint of any
kind of dissent. No counter
protesters were holding signs
on the sidewalks. No groups
of nuns or priests were there
talking to passersby or media.
As far as I know, no official
or unofficial word came from
behind The Walls to refute or
It made me wonder why they are
still bothering with their traditional
anti-Catholic protests. They
seem to have won the field.
took a bus up to the Piazza
della Repubblica and caught
up with the parade as it was
starting out. It was sometimes
hard to tell who was in it and
who was just running alongside.
Everyone was taking pictures,
the people in cages on the flat-bed
trucks, the reporters with their
enormous black lenses, the police
who led in a phalanx at the
head of the parade.
despite the somewhat strained
exuberance of the proceedings
on Saturday, what was clear
above all was that these are
not happy people. I haven’t
studied the question, but I
wonder if the first person to
use the term “gay”
did so in conscious irony. I
know we have differing explanations
for it, but everyone agrees
that "gays" are among
the unhappiest people on earth.
And watching the show on Saturday,
it was not difficult to understand
denial and physical rejection
of so basic a reality as sex
- both the state and the activity
- is tantamount to a rejection
of the self. Imagine the all-encompassing
bubble universe of self-hatred
this life would create.
for a moment the horror of believing
you were “born in the
wrong body.” Consider
what that expression would really
entail if it were true. It reminds
me of a comment made by C.S.
Lewis: “To fear one’s
self is the ultimate horror.”
He was describing the miseries
of the damned.
has been noted by psychologists
that often a person’s
nation or religious identity
is his primary self-descriptor.
If I stopped to think about
and define my identity, I would
probably say something like
Anglo-Canadian Catholic. What
is the first thing one notices
when meeting someone new? His
accent or language. These are
the most fundamental of personal
identity building blocks.
this identification, “gay,”
a replacement for all those?
It certainly seems to provide
an alternative to all of a person’s
original set of identity building
blocks, right down to accent.
people in this movement have
defined themselves according
to a single and entirely artificial
criterion. They have rejected
the organic criteria they were
born with. They are not, primarily,
Italians, or sons or even students
or business men or artists or
employees. They are not even
men or women. They have created
a new all-embracing identity.
It isn’t a “lifestyle”;
it’s a nationality. A
I walked along, often with my
fingers stuck in my ears to
avoid having my hearing damaged
by the thousands of whistles
being blown, I wondered repeatedly
what was on the minds of the
elderly Italians who stood watching,
who probably remembered Mussolini,
lived through at least one of
the last two big European wars,
survived the Nazi occupation
of their city, struggled through
the difficult post-war years,
saw the political discord of
the 60s and 70s and lived finally
to see the great EU-generated
economic surge that has come
in tandem with the erasure of
their cultural values, indeed,
of their deepest and most natural
whose parents and grandparents
were mostly peasants from huge
families, are now rich as Croesus,
but their iPods and mobile phones
must be a poor substitute for
the children they have refused
to have. Isn’t the Gay
Pride parade and all its goals
merely a symptom of this malaise?
Italy has a birth rate of 1.31
children born per woman with
a median female age of 44.8
years. Mark Steyn has described
this situation as the “death
spiral.” It means the
end of their world. An end the
Italians, like most of the rest
of the men of the west, have
Gay Pride parade has a great
deal to do with this fun-filled,
wealthy, childless, and ultimately
temporary new world that has
been created since 1968. It
is not merely the embracing
of total sexual license but
the resolve to live only in
the most immediate possible
now. It is the abandonment of
the impulse, that had long been
assumed to be hardwired into
human DNA, to remember our past
and project our existence into
rejection of Italy’s national
religion that is so much at
the core of the Gay Pride movement,
is the rejection of Italy’s
shared historical narrative.
This shared identity is what
sustains a healthy society.
This is something I noted in
my year living in Britain; that
the British too have been afflicted
with a terrible social and religious
illness that has caused them
to forget who they are and how
they are supposed to live.
this societal loathing of the
past and refusal to project
itself into the future, shared
by Quebec, Italy, Spain, Portugal,
France, Ireland and Britain
and nearly all the western countries,
as well as China, Japan and
Korea, really be so easily explained
by the standard feminist tropes?
Can the hatred of the natural
family and terror of motherhood,
the rejection of such primal,
elemental, instincts, really
be put down to something as
banal as the feminists’
political slogans about “choice”
and “freedom”? Isn’t
there something else, something
deeper and more sinister, perhaps
even something more eschatological
at work? Simply from the natural
point of view, how can any species
abandon its own survival the
way we have?
Gay Pride movement, an offshoot,
or perhaps the ultimate expression,
of the sexual revolution is
the unprecedented rejection
of societal coherence. A society
that embraces it has changed
from being one that is interested
both in remembering its past
and identifying with it, and
in perpetuating itself into
the future with its cultural
memory intact, to being, well,
was about to say that no other
society had ever done this to
itself, but I am reminded that
I was taking these pictures
in front of the Imperial Forum,
the place from which the proud
Romans once ruled much of what
was then the western world.
The crumbling columns and fallen
capitals, the field of broken
pavements are a testimony to
what happens when a society
embraces what we were embracing
to me life is Christ, and death
is gain." (Phil 1:21)