7.10.08

It never ends...

From the Catholic bulletin...

Medical report confirms India nun’s rape by anti-Christian mob

Posted: 06 Oct 2008 09:35 AM CDT

Medical report confirms India nun’s rape by anti-Christian mob: "Medical report confirms India nun’s rape by anti-Christian mob

Bhubneshwar, Oct 5, 2008 / 02:52 pm (CNA).- A recently publicized medical report supports the claim of a Catholic nun who said she was raped and then paraded naked in an anti-Christian attack by a Hindu mob in August in eastern India.

'The doctors say there are signs and symptoms of rape,' said police inspector K.N. Rao, adding that he had not read the entire medical report.

Friday news reports said the medical report had confirmed the rape, the Canadian Press says.

Doctors conducted the medical examination after the nun filed the complaint on August 25, but the police said that they did not receive the report until this past Thursday. Inspector Rao instead pointed his finger at the doctors, but they insisted that the police didn’t respond to a reminder to collect the medical report.

The nun said in her police complaint that she was raped when a large Hindu mob attacked a prayer hall in Orissa state’s Kandhamal district, where she worked.

She told the police she was paraded naked after the rape, Rao said.

Clashes between Hindu extremists and Christians in Kandhamal began August 24 following the killing of a Hindu religious leader. Police blamed Maoist rebels, but some Hindu groups blamed Christians and set fire to a Christian orphanage.

The violence escalated as mobs of Hindus attacked churches, shops, and homes. According to SIR, at least 60 have been killed.

The Canadian Press reports that the violence continued early Thursday morning in Khandamal’s neighboring district of Boudh. There a group of nearly 150 people torched over 100 houses, though no casualties or injuries were reported.

Anti-Christian attacks have also spread to the southern states of Karnataka, Tamil Nadu and Kerala in addition to the central Indian state of Madhya Pradesh.

Christians make up about 2.5 percent of India’s 1.1 billion people, while Hindus account for 80 percent.

Relations between the religions are normally peaceful, but hard-line Hindu groups claim Christian missionaries are forcing or bribing people to convert to Christianity. Christian leaders deny the charges."


Mary Pray for this child of yours and all those who have been martyred for the faith.

Jhesu+Marie
de Brantigny

Remembering Lepanto

Since the year AD 635 the west has been at war with Islam. Some battles Christendom has won some it has lost, but on this day, October 7 in 1571, a Christian Fleet of oar driven galleys under the command of Don Juan of Austria defeated a Turkish fleet of galleys under the command of Ali Pasha. Robert Novak a conservative journalist and commentator remembers this day, the power of Our Lady of the Rosary to protect her children, and leaves us with a warning...

Remembering Lepanto
A battle not forgotten.

By Michael Novak

The future author of Don Quixote, Miguel de Cervantes, served on one of the Christian galleys in what he called the greatest naval sea battle in history and the most important to that time for the safety of Europe. The Turks had been massing an enormous fleet for an invasion of Italy. The preparations began to be reported on many months in advance. It was the year 1571 when that fleet was gathered near a port in Greece, not far from the Gulf of Lepanto.

For over a year, Pope Pius V had tried to alert the great powers of Europe to the coming menace. But England, France, and the regional powers of what later became Germany were preoccupied with the turmoil of the Reformation.

Only Don Juan of Austria, the bastard son of the king of Spain, was stirred by the danger. Despite his youth, despite his modest standing, Don Juan sent out urgent appeals and eventually gathered a sturdy fleet, outfitted with new warfare technologies invented in the West and rapidly mass-produced by the fledgling ship-building and armament firms of what was later to be called “Western capitalism.” He gathered fleets from Venice and Genoa, from Spain, and from the Knights of Malta. In a deliberately preemptive strike, blessed by the pope, this small fleet set sail to catch the Turkish armada before it left the waters of Greece.
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Lepanto, G.K. Chesterton

WHITE founts falling in the Courts of the sun,
And the Soldan of Byzantium is smiling as they run;
There is laughter like the fountains in that face of all men feared,
It stirs the forest darkness, the darkness of his beard;
It curls the blood-red crescent, the crescent of his lips;
For the inmost sea of all the earth is shaken with his ships.
They have dared the white republics up the capes of Italy,
They have dashed the Adriatic round the Lion of the Sea,
And the Pope has cast his arms abroad for agony and loss,
And called the kings of Christendom for swords about the Cross.
The cold queen of England is looking in the glass;
The shadow of the Valois is yawning at the Mass;
From evening isles fantastical rings faint the Spanish gun,
And the Lord upon the Golden Horn is laughing in the sun.

Dim drums throbbing, in the hills half heard,
Where only on a nameless throne a crownless prince has stirred,
Where, risen from a doubtful seat and half attainted stall,
The last knight of Europe takes weapons from the wall,
The last and lingering troubadour to whom the bird has sung,
That once went singing southward when all the world was young.
In that enormous silence, tiny and unafraid,
Comes up along a winding road the noise of the Crusade.
Strong gongs groaning as the guns boom far,
Don John of Austria is going to the war,
Stiff flags straining in the night-blasts cold
In the gloom black-purple, in the glint old-gold,
Torchlight crimson on the copper kettle-drums,
Then the tuckets, then the trumpets, then the cannon, and he comes.
Don John laughing in the brave beard curled,
Spurning of his stirrups like the thrones of all the world,
Holding his head up for a flag of all the free.
Love-light of Spain—hurrah!
Death-light of Africa!
Don John of Austria
Is riding to the sea.

Mahound is in his paradise above the evening star,
(Don John of Austria is going to the war.)
He moves a mighty turban on the timeless houri's knees,
His turban that is woven of the sunsets and the seas.
He shakes the peacock gardens as he rises from his ease,
And he strides among the tree-tops and is taller than the trees;
And his voice through all the garden is a thunder sent to bring
Black Azrael and Ariel and Ammon on the wing.
Giants and the Genii,
Multiplex of wing and eye,
Whose strong obedience broke the sky
When Solomon was king.

They rush in red and purple from the red clouds of the morn,
From the temples where the yellow gods shut up their eyes in scorn;
They rise in green robes roaring from the green hells of the sea
Where fallen skies and evil hues and eyeless creatures be,
On them the sea-valves cluster and the grey sea-forests curl,
Splashed with a splendid sickness, the sickness of the pearl;
They swell in sapphire smoke out of the blue cracks of the ground,—
They gather and they wonder and give worship to Mahound.
And he saith, "Break up the mountains where the hermit-folk can hide,
And sift the red and silver sands lest bone of saint abide,
And chase the Giaours flying night and day, not giving rest,
For that which was our trouble comes again out of the west.
We have set the seal of Solomon on all things under sun,
Of knowledge and of sorrow and endurance of things done.
But a noise is in the mountains, in the mountains, and I know
The voice that shook our palaces—four hundred years ago:
It is he that saith not 'Kismet'; it is he that knows not Fate;
It is Richard, it is Raymond, it is Godfrey at the gate!
It is he whose loss is laughter when he counts the wager worth,
Put down your feet upon him, that our peace be on the earth."
For he heard drums groaning and he heard guns jar,
(Don John of Austria is going to the war.)
Sudden and still—hurrah!
Bolt from Iberia!
Don John of Austria
Is gone by Alcalar.

St. Michaels on his Mountain in the sea-roads of the north
(Don John of Austria is girt and going forth.) 75
Where the grey seas glitter and the sharp tides shift
And the sea-folk labour and the red sails lift.
He shakes his lance of iron and he claps his wings of stone;
The noise is gone through Normandy; the noise is gone alone;
The North is full of tangled things and texts and aching eyes,
And dead is all the innocence of anger and surprise,
And Christian killeth Christian in a narrow dusty room,
And Christian dreadeth Christ that hath a newer face of doom,
And Christian hateth Mary that God kissed in Galilee,—
But Don John of Austria is riding to the sea.
Don John calling through the blast and the eclipse
Crying with the trumpet, with the trumpet of his lips,
Trumpet that sayeth ha!
Domino gloria!
Don John of Austria
Is shouting to the ships.

King Philip's in his closet with the Fleece about his neck
(Don John of Austria is armed upon the deck.)
The walls are hung with velvet that is black and soft as sin,
And little dwarfs creep out of it and little dwarfs creep in.
He holds a crystal phial that has colours like the moon,
He touches, and it tingles, and he trembles very soon,
And his face is as a fungus of a leprous white and grey
Like plants in the high houses that are shuttered from the day,
And death is in the phial and the end of noble work,
But Don John of Austria has fired upon the Turk.
Don John's hunting, and his hounds have bayed—
Booms away past Italy the rumour of his raid.
Gun upon gun, ha! ha!
Gun upon gun, hurrah!
Don John of Austria
Has loosed the cannonade.

The Pope was in his chapel before day or battle broke,
(Don John of Austria is hidden in the smoke.)
The hidden room in man's house where God sits all the year,
The secret window whence the world looks small and very dear.
He sees as in a mirror on the monstrous twilight sea
The crescent of his cruel ships whose name is mystery;
They fling great shadows foe-wards, making Cross and Castle dark,
They veil the plumèd lions on the galleys of St. Mark;
And above the ships are palaces of brown, black-bearded chiefs,
And below the ships are prisons, where with multitudinous griefs,
Christian captives sick and sunless, all a labouring race repines
Like a race in sunken cities, like a nation in the mines.
They are lost like slaves that sweat, and in the skies of morning hung
The stair-ways of the tallest gods when tyranny was young.
They are countless, voiceless, hopeless as those fallen or fleeing on
Before the high Kings' horses in the granite of Babylon.
And many a one grows witless in his quiet room in hell
Where a yellow face looks inward through the lattice of his cell,
And he finds his God forgotten, and he seeks no more a sign—
(But Don John of Austria has burst the battle-line!)
Don John pounding from the slaughter-painted poop,
Purpling all the ocean like a bloody pirate's sloop,
Scarlet running over on the silvers and the golds,
Breaking of the hatches up and bursting of the holds,
Thronging of the thousands up that labour under sea
White for bliss and blind for sun and stunned for liberty.
Vivat Hispania!
Domino Gloria!
Don John of Austria
Has set his people free!

Cervantes on his galley sets the sword back in the sheath
(Don John of Austria rides homeward with a wreath.)
And he sees across a weary land a straggling road in Spain,
Up which a lean and foolish knight for ever rides in vain,
And he smiles, but not as Sultans smile, and settles back the blade....
(But Don John of Austria rides home from the Crusade.)*

Modern day view of Lepanto, here...
Wikipedea article about Lepanto, here...
Catholic encyclopedea article here...
Elena-Maria post on Lepanto, and some links, here... (She must get up at midnight to write her blog...)

Jhesu+Maria
de Brantigny

* Poetry Online

6.10.08

The American Financial Crisis from a Catholic Perspective

From Durendal we find this article on the finacial crisis from a Catholic perspective:

Evangelical Protestants often have a saying, “What would Jesus do?” which they use to answer difficult questions. The principle behind this question is sound, even if the application is often lacking, due to ignorance of the teachings of Our Lord. We, therefore, with our superior knowledge of God’s revealed truth and the truths of history, can adapt this and ask “What would the Church do?” This, in turn, becomes “what has the Church done in the past?” and finally, looking to the age which most conformed to Our Lord’s vision and promise for society, we may ask “What lesson do the Middle Ages offer us in the right ordering of our own society?”
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Thanks to mark and his contributors at Durendal.

Dieu Le Roy,
de Brantigny

Fireproof and Retrouvaille

"If you do good, know for whom you are doing it, and your kindness will have its effect." —Sirach 12:1

My wife and I went to see the film Fireproof with Kirk Cameron on Saturday.

To begin with I don't like this genre of film. Even though I knew it would have a veiled tinge of Evangelical overtones I was surprised that the overtones weren't all that veiled, but they weren't in the face either. The problems faced by this couple are the same that are faced by many husbands and wives, who fall into living the "married singles lifestyle", the day to day distractions which cause them to get selfish in their marriage. Cast into in a state of despair and hopelessness they each try to make sense out of what they have and what they want.

"Say not: 'I am independent. What harm can come to me now?' The day of prosperity makes one forget adversity; the day of adversity makes one forget prosperity." —Sirach 11:24-25

Kirk Cameron, "Caleb Holt", is a fire captain who leads a very stressful life. He seems to have reached the pinnacle of career, and longs to buy himself a boat. He is a life saver, rescuing a pair of teenage girls from a train. His schedule causes him be home 2 out of every three days,but finds himself on the computer in his off time looking at pornography, a fact which does not go unnoticed by his wife.

"If I sin, no eye will see me; if all in secret I am disloyal, who is to know?" —Sirach 16:19

His wife played by Erin Bethea, "Catherine Holt" is a career woman who works in public relations for a prestigious hospital. She is consumed by her job, and troubled by her husbands unwillingness to help around the house on his days off, feels she is being ignored by him. She feels abandoned by him. She complains to him, and he replies that she does not respect him. Her complaining to her friends leads them to give her a bit of advice, namely, "Leave him!".

"Instead, associate with a religious man, who you are sure keeps the commandments; who is like-minded with yourself and will feel for you if you fall." —Sirach 37:12

Enter a handsome Doctor, and she becomes involved in a "office marriage". Her "friends" notice that she has perked up and chalk it up to by the love interest of the handsome doctor. He seems nice and she is prepared to carried away by this man who is attentive to her. Her reaction to her husband: she becomes more distant.

"Contumacious desire destroys its owner." —Sirach 19:3

Calebs one true and faithful friend speaks to him frankly and asks, "How is it you will risk your life to saving a stranger from a burning house but are incapable from saving your marriage?" This freind is Caleb's backstop, a strong and steady friend.

"A faithful friend is a life-saving remedy, such as he who fears God finds." —Sirach 6:16

Caleb talks to his parents and his father gives him a hand written copy of the book "Love Dare", a 40-day challenge for husbands and wives to understand and practice unconditional love.

"Spurn not the discourse of the wise, but acquaint yourself with their proverbs; from them you will acquire the training to serve in the presence of princes." —Sirach 8:8

Catherine Holt: What day are you on?
Caleb Holt: 43.
Catherine Holt: But there are only 40 days...
Caleb Holt: That doesn't mean I have to stop.

Some of the failings with the film are, he apologizes profusely for his wrongs, yet she never does. It is so blatant that it is impossible not to notice. It is not a matter of blame it is a matter of humility. Her job does not seem to be the impediment, but his does. There are no children in the marriage. Caleb's friend has been married before, divorced and remarried, though troubled and remorsful it is still a very protestant image.

Fireproof is about making choices, and examining our priorities. It is about finding the way back to the reasons why a couple first decided to be "as one". We decided to Love then, and we make the decision to Love now.

"Happy the husband of a good wife, twice-lengthened are his days": -Sirach 26:1

"He who hates correction walks the sinner's path, but he who fears the Lord repents in his heart." —Sirach 21:6

I would be remiss in not mentioning "Retrouvaille", The word Retrouvaille™ (pronounced re-tro-vi with a long i.) is a French word meaning rediscovery. The program offers tools needed to rediscover a loving marriage relationship. Thousands of couples headed for cold, unloving relationships or divorce have successfully overcome their marriage problems by attending the program.

The Retrouvaille Program consists of a weekend experience combined with a series of 6-12 post-weekend sessions over 3 months. It provides the tools to help put your marriage in order again. The main emphasis of the program is on communication in marriage between husband and wife. It provides the opportunity to rediscover each other and examine your lives together in a new and positive way.

If you or a friend is presented with a dissolving marriage for what ever reason, show them this web site, here...

Dieu Le Roy!
de Brantigny

The reading excerpts are from, Presentation Ministries. except Sirach 26:1, which is from the Douay-Rheims bible on my desk.