In case Pope Francis hasn’t given enough stones lately to fill your stockings, I’ll give you two more, on the house:
According to this 19 December Katholisches.info article:
Pope Francis made personnel decisions about another Roman dicastery today, confirming Cardinal Angelo Amato as the Prefect of the Congreation for the Causes of Saints. Even so, Amato remains in office provisionally, or “donec aliter provideatur”.
In contrast, the pope appointed Archbishop Marcello Bartolucci as Secretary of the Congregation on a regular basis. This differing treatment indicates that Cardinal Amato’s future in the Roman Curia, and at least as Prefect of the Congregation, is not assured. …
On Monday Pope Francis removed Cardinal Raymond Burke from membership in the Congregation for Bishops, and today [Thursday] he likewise released him from the Congregation for Causes. Step by step, Pope Francis seems to be demoting the tradition-friendly U.S. cardinal. In Rome, that Cdl. Burke did not number among those who voted for Pope Francis [at the conclave], has been an open secret since April. [Perhaps less well known is his, ahem, nuanced diagnosis of Pope Francis, according to an informed colleague of mine.] It is unknown whether he has fallen out of favor with Pope Francis because of that, or because of his partisanship for the Extraordinary Form of the Roman Rite. For now [Notate bene, says a little bird!] Cdl. Burke is still a member of the Congregation for Divine Worship and the Discipline of the Sacraments, one of three dicasteries about which Pope Francis has not yet made decisions.
Keep your eyes on the plank, maties.
“We stand by [you].” … “WHO AM I TO JUDGE? – Pope Francis” … “Pope Francis: Who Am I To Judge?”
Steve Skojec reports:
This quote from Pope Francis showed up on the signs of protesters and in much of the coverage of the story as well, despite the fact that official Church teaching on homosexuality remains constant. But its use signals a shift in the debate, in which Catholic supporters of gay marriage see, however mistakenly, an ally in the pope.
Whatever happens in Seattle, this is a milestone, both in the fight over gay marriage and the ever-shrinking protections for religious liberty. If a discrimination lawsuit is filed, will the school’s First Amendment rights be upheld?
It is almost certain that this same battle will be coming to Catholic schools around the country as other teachers in homosexual relationships, emboldened by [among other things] the support being shown for Zmuda, step forward.
Seeing as my recent post on the first gay pope has been appraised from one end of the intellectual spectrum to the other as–you might want to run and get your thesaurus–“stupid” and “sheer stupidity”, I think we should take a moment to put my point in the context of what I like to call “re-al-lity”, a mystery which the Papal Golf-Clap Brigade seems unwilling to pierce. For the re-al-lity is that Pope Francis–much to the praise of his soft ultramontanist roadies–has not only galvanized vast hordes of God-haters for years to come, but has also manifestly undermined the consciences of a proportionately large number of young Catholic souls–and thus compromised their eternal destinies. He is guilty not only of defective teaching on the matter of conscience–as I shall indicate in a post that, God willing, I am determined to let see the light of day–but also of the gravest scandal as the universal pastor (cf. CCC 2285-2287). He has, in the plainest fashion, given heretofore unavailable ammunition to the cause of the destruction of young souls.
Although he–the man himself–is responsible for this, you can be sure that we shall hear nary a word of apology or retraction about it from organs Vatican. In much the same way, despite Francis’s supposed iron-clad opposition to “gay marriage,” we still have not see one twitch of papal solidarity with the holy men who defended Holy Church from some animalistic lost souls on the “periphery” of the Church. As Mundabor puts it, this pope runs with the hares and hunts with the hounds (or, at least, with the foxes). Oh, certainly, we can count on a zealous squire to dig up some statement of his that sounds more Catholic than futurist, but that’s the point: he (like his cultish fame) constantly relies on the goodwill of his myopic minions to make sense of his puerile pablum, and to quell any sensible dissent as “gossip.” In the same vein, his much vaunted belief in The Debbil is, I aver, but a demagogue’s ploy, whereby he has laid dozens of conceptual booby traps around papacy, so that anyone who dares to converge on him with an attitude that doesn’t go to eleven on the Grovel-Meter, is assured a place in the lowerarchy of demons.
His attitude towards Moses as a purveyor of doubt, towards St. Ignatius of Loyola as an obscurantist, towards our Lord as a dissembler, and now towards our Lady as a biter almone reminds us in an instant of the fundamental problem infesting this “playpacy”: Whereas God revealed Himself as “I AM WHO I AM”, and whereas His servants should always analogically manifest His substantial stability and coherence, we are enduring a pope whose tagline might best be summarized as, “AM I WHO I AM?” After all, if he can’t get the unique sublimity of God right, why should we expect that he gets his papal duties right?
Stay tuned for more holiday cheer from Pope Lío the Great. I hope 2014 finds you as excited as I am about these intensifying birth pangs of the new order. As one ally put it, “When one organization absorbs another, there is always an interim period of parallel reporting structures.” Fear not, the politicization of the opposition will increase as long as Rome keeps playing dumb and erstwhile allies keep playing along.