Thirsting for Apostasy: This Week in the Conciliar Circus

From Wrocław to Washington, from James Martin’s mouth to the Vatican’s green gospel, the Revolution keeps marching

Wrocław: Archbishop Kupny Condemns Growth of the SSPX

It tells you everything when diocesan bishops sound more nervous about full pews at SSPX chapels than about empty ones in their own churches. In Wrocław, Archbishop Józef Kupny issued a pastoral letter warning Catholics that the SSPX’s new chapel, built only because the existing one is overflowing, offers Masses that are “valid but wicked.” That’s right: the same Eucharist handed down from centuries of saints and martyrs is suddenly dangerous because it is celebrated without his permission.

Kupny repeats the tired Vatican script: the SSPX has “no regulated position in canon law,” confessions are only valid because Francis said so, and the faithful are urged to attend only the diocesan-approved version of the 1962 Missal. Never mind the fact that Leo continues to ban these masses in parish churches. In other words: obedience to the new order is more important than fidelity to the old Faith. The irony? These bishops cannot fill their cathedrals but cannot tolerate the sight of Catholics kneeling at full traditional liturgies.

Rolheiser: James Martin’s Mystic of Lust

Meanwhile in San Antonio, the AUSCP treated priests to a retreat with Fr. Ronald Rolheiser, OMI, the same Rolheiser whom James Martin now hails as his “spiritual master.” Rolheiser’s spirituality is a convenient solvent: celibacy is just loneliness, chastity is mere courtesy, prayer is daily chores, and doctrine is a set of sidelines you don’t really need to notice once the “game” begins.

Rolheiser quoted Thomas Merton on celibacy, who once called it “hell” — “a loneliness that God Himself condemned.”

This is exactly what Pius X condemned in Pascendi: experience elevated over truth, sentiment over doctrine, novelty over Tradition. That Martin draws his program from Rolheiser explains everything. Martin supplies the rainbow activism; Rolheiser supplies the mystical cover. It is a marriage of therapy and rebellion, designed to produce clergy who wink at sin and dress it up in spiritual language.

McElroy vs. the Whistleblower

In Washington, Cardinal Robert McElroy is moving to laicize Fr. Michael Briese for publishing allegations of homosexual predation and episcopal cover-up. Notice what McElroy does not do: he never refutes the charges. Instead he complains of “defamation” while offering Briese a deal: take down the blog posts and keep a token ministry, or keep writing and lose the priesthood.

This is the Bergoglian model of “synodality”: concealment, coercion, and laicization for priests who won’t play along. The names are all familiar, Wilton Gregory, Adam Park, Carter Griffin, and the stories are grimly consistent: seminarians harassed, complaints ignored, predators promoted. McElroy’s solution is not transparency but punishment. Briese’s courage in refusing silence exposes the reality: Rome protects sodomy, not sanctity.

Vatican: Peace Through Environmentalism

While priests are silenced and laity are warned off Tradition, the Vatican hosts a two-day seminar on “Creation, Nature, Environment for World Peace.” With sponsorship from corporations and NGOs, the Casina Pio IV will echo with recycled clichés from Laudato Si’ and the UN agenda. The Gospel is reduced to a sustainability plan, St. Francis of Assisi is enlisted as the patron saint of carbon credits, and the path to “integral human development” runs through NTT Data and Polideck.

The revolution is always consistent: liturgy is micromanaged into extinction, dogma is relativized, abuse is covered up, and yet resources abound for climate conferences with corporate backers.

Leo XIV: A God Who Begs

At his general audience, Leo XIV offered his meditation on Christ’s “I thirst.” Once again, the Crucifixion is reframed not as the Sacrifice of the Son to the Father, but as a parable of mutual dependency. Jesus is presented not as Redeemer offering satisfaction for sin, but as a man “not self-sufficient” who shows us that asking for help is the highest spirituality.

The Fathers and Doctors knew Christ’s cry expressed the fulfillment of prophecy, the offering of His Sacred Humanity, the sign that all was consummated. Leo reduces it to a talk about vulnerability. In his hands, the Cross becomes a seminar on codependency. No sin, no satisfaction, no propitiation, just a God who teaches us to “ask without shame.” This is the theology of the new Church: sentimental, horizontal, emptied of sacrifice.

The Rainbow Jesuit’s Triumph

James Martin himself confirmed the trajectory after his private audience with Leo XIV. He reported that Leo “encouraged me to continue my ministry” and assured him of continuity with Francis’s program of “openness.” For decades Martin has mocked chastity, blessed sodomitical unions, feminized God, and demanded the ordination of homosexuals. Now he boasts that Leo XIV gave him a personal green light.

Anyone still waiting for “course correction” should take note: the papacy of Leo XIV is not a rupture with Francis but its perfection. The Revolution has a new face, but the same agenda.

Yawning in the Face of Evil

Professor Peter Kwasniewski responded to my critique of his new mellow posture under Leo XIV. Readers can see his comments here, but the gist is simple: there is no “180-degree turn,” he insists. His theology hasn’t changed, only his prudence.

And yet the mask slipped with one line that tells the whole story. Asked about Leo’s early acts, Kwasniewski replied:

“Sure, he’s done bad things; yawn. Every pope has been a mixed bag for the past 60 years.”

A yawn. That is what once earned the title of “atomic bomb” when Francis did it. That is what once provoked fiery essays about “mafia thugs” and “renegade papacies.” That is what once demanded resistance “as a duty.”

Now the same program, advanced under Leo with chant and silk, merits only a yawn.

Kwasniewski says he is “watching and waiting,” giving Leo the “benefit of the doubt,” and asking for “calm, patience, prayer, and observation.” Meanwhile, he mocks those who refuse silence:

“Always crying wolf until their throats are hoarse. First it’s deafening, and then it’s background noise, and finally it’s just predictable…”

But here is the reality.

• On Leo’s audience with Fr. James Martin — silence.

• On confirmation of Beat Grögli, a bishop who promotes women’s ordination and same-sex blessings — silence.

• On Francis canonized in symbolism, Isaac of Nineveh praised as a saint, and “sister Christian churches” rhetoric — silence.

The man who once thundered that unjust commands bind no one now yawns at the same evils. He insists he hasn’t changed “theologically.” But theology without witness is hollow. And when the wolves are devouring the flock, yawning is not prudence. It is betrayal.

Epilogue: Burke’s Petition Denied

As Ann Barnhardt reports, Cardinal Burke asked Cardinal Prevost for permission to offer the Summorum Pontificum pilgrimage Mass in St. Peter’s Basilica. The reply? A bureaucratic “I’ll think about it.” Which, in Vaticanese, means: absolutely not.

The symbolism is exact. James Martin kneels for Leo XIV’s blessing and receives encouragement. Burke kneels to ask for the Mass of the Ages in St. Peter’s and is politely told to get lost. That contrast is the whole story of our time.