"Master Race" Revisited
I received the following in response to yesterday's commentary regarding Bishop Williamson's latest tirade on allegedly inferior races:
"Don't post on my blog ever again."
I assured the little twerp that once was enough.
It's no secret to those who know me (which means meeting me in person, okay?) that I love the Old Mass. And yet, as I told a correspondent recently, the only problem I have with the promotion of the "traditional Latin Mass" is the promoters themselves. Until many of them (most of whom weren't even born by 1962, and so are in no damn position to tell anyone how things were done back in the day, especially someone who was actually there -- grumble, grumble...!) can bring themselves to let Rome be Rome, their progress will be limited.
And they'll drive the rest of us crazy. Especially the ones whose inclination for tradition is so vehement, that they are willing to resort to bad science to justify a conviction that the Earth is flat.
They make my own parents seem thoroughly modern. Be afraid, be very afraid...