Hacia el post-Cristianismo americano

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Even in this progressive age, religious uncertainties still abound as we approach Holy Season, which begins with St. Martin’s Day on January 16 and extends throughout Black History Month. This was made dramatically clear last week at a college near where I live, a place that has demoted the ancient Christian holiday that falls on December 25 and the weeks leading up to it as “holiday season.”

Paul Gottfried escribe en Taki’s Mag.

La guerra de la Navidad

Timothy Stanley los llama bárbaros.

“In Leesburg, Va., a Santa-suit-clad skeleton was nailed to a cross. … In Santa Monica, atheists were granted 18 of 21 plots in a public park allotted for holiday displays and … erected signs mocking religion. In the Wisconsin statehouse, a sign informs visitors, ‘Religion is but myth and superstition that hardens hearts and enslaves minds.’ A video that has gone viral on YouTube shows denizens of Occupy D.C. spewing gratuitous hatred of a couple who dared to appropriate a small patch of McPherson Square to set up a living Nativity scene.”

Pat Buchanan, por su parte, tiene una gran visión de conjunto.

El nuevo ministro de Interior y Dios

-¿Es fácil tener presente a Dios en el Congreso de los Diputados?

-Aunque parezca que le hayamos cerrado la puerta, aunque a veces no lo queramos ver o escuchar, tengo la íntima convicción de que Dios está muy presente en el Congreso. Las Cortes son el órgano legislativo del Estado y Dios, el gran legislador del universo.

Sigue.

The Folly of Disbelief – Taki’s Magazine

No se considera apropiado hablar mal de los muertos, por supuesto.

I realize it’s not considered polite to speak ill of the dead, but Christopher Hitchens did it most of the time, especially in Mother Teresa’s case. He abused priests during debates knowing full well that a man of God will not hit back. He pretended to be a brave iconoclast but was careful never to offend the very rich and powerful—except those out of office, as in the case of Henry Kissinger or the saintly Paul Johnson. In fact he kissed the rich and powerful’s asses, switched sides so he could kiss them better, and took on God thinking he was as easy as the pope to slander and libel. It’s pipsqueaks such as Christopher Hitchens who thought they saw an easy target and attacked. I hope he has learned his lesson, which might make his stay in that subterranean sauna shorter than what he deserves. [Sigue.]

Sin embargo Taki cree en Dios Todopoderoso tan despreocupada y llanamente que  uno siente ganas de echarse a llorar. En fin, tarde o temprano el Jefe impondrá orden y esta tediosa discusión llegará a su fin.

The Resurrection of Christmas – Taki’s Magazine

Ateos y anticristianos le hacen hervir la sangre a Taki, sobre todo en la época feliz de la Navidad.

The Brooklyn Museum makes its annual attack on Christian sensibilities with its disgusting exhibition whose name I will not mention. The show figures a video in which ants crawl over a bloody, crucified Jesus. The “auteur” behind this crap died of AIDS 20 years ago, but the museum’s director, one Arnold Lehman, includes it to show how trendy he is. He also went running to the feds once he lost 35 percent of its endowment in the stock market. My heart bleeds. He is the vile one who once featured a painting of the Virgin Mary made of elephant dung and pornographic photos. Not to worry. Most people involved with that outrage are dead or dying. The Almighty has a way of dealing with such scum.

Sigue aquí.

In Memoriam: Christopher Hitchens, 1949-2011

Hitchens promovió durante años un mal monstruoso y abominable.

Lo mejor que se podría escribir sobre Christopher Hitchens lo ha escrito su hermano, Peter.

At one stage – and I am so sad this never happened – he wrote to me saying he hoped for a ‘soft landing’( code, I think for abandoning any further attempts to combat his disease) and to go home to his beautiful apartment in Washington DC. There, he suggested, we could go through his bookshelves, as there were some books and other possessions he wanted me to have. I couldn’t have cared less about these things, but I had greatly hoped to have that conversation, which would have been a particularly good way of saying farewell. But alas, it never happened. He never went home and now never will. Never, there it is, that inflexible word that trails close behind that other non-negotiable syllable, death. Even so, we did what we could in Houston, as the doctors, the nurses, the cleaners, and who knows who else, bustled in and out. I forgot, till I left, that I was wearing a ludicrous surgical mask and gown, and surgical gloves ( I am still not sure whose benefit this was for, but it was obligatory) all the time I was sitting there, and – this is extraordinary – time seemed to me to pass incredibly swiftly in that room. I was shocked when the moment came to leave for the airport, that it had come so soon. [Sigue.]

Teleñecos comunistas…

Despite these allegations being unequivocally true [Hollywood es una industria propagandística de izquierdas, y la nueva película de los Teleñecos una perfecta muestra de ello], the left mocked Fox and ran headlines such as “The Muppets Are Communist, Fox Business Network Says” and “Fox News Unearths Communist Muppet Conspiracy.”

Nobody said the movie was “communist.” That’s a lazy trick the left uses to make their opponents sound like a drunken Archie Bunker trapped in the Cold War. They said it had a liberal agenda. How can anyone deny that? The villain is a Texas oilman named “Tex Richman,” for cry-eye.

Hombre, eso de Tex Richman tiene gracia, pero la dramática realidad es que las alegaciones son tan ciertas como que el Sol sale por el Este.