LOL ! Beneath the pomp and circumstance of the Winter Olympics grand opening, behold the self-serving Prevost chiming in from Rome via a voluminous document on Sport which, like LeoChurch itself, he makes the embodiment of Glorious World Synodality. Adding abomination to insult and injury, the Bergoglian “Olympian Cross” was lent to the athletes as an all-purpose talisman. This cross (crafted not from traditional sacred Cedar but mismatched wood taken from adjuring Synodial nations) features a crude open-air cutout where the corpus of Christ should have been. Church of the Void, indeed!
In blathering synchrony, Milan’s Father Guidi gilded the Leo-lily with such nonsense as “We should live these weeks of the Games as a time when the body can speak and open itself to a dimension of otherness, the very dimension opened to us by the mystery of Jesus’ risen body.” “The (pope’s) call for Olympic truce is a message that is ‘at the heart of these Olympics,’ especially for those in power today… It is the grammar of welcome and respect that becomes the premise for welcoming the gift of peace in life.”
Since when is sport about welcome and peace? Sport is like war, albeit usually milder, all about opposition and besting every challenger in order to win championship. The reason the pugnacious ancient Greeks stopped war during their games was to honor feast days of the chief god Zeus (Olympia) and the sun god Apollo (Delphi). The problem is not only that Leo et al. care so little about history, but that they keep trying to skew history (and tradition) into the vials and beakers of their Synodal lab rat church.
LOL ! Beneath the pomp and circumstance of the Winter Olympics grand opening, behold the self-serving Prevost chiming in from Rome via a voluminous document on Sport which, like LeoChurch itself, he makes the embodiment of Glorious World Synodality. Adding abomination to insult and injury, the Bergoglian “Olympian Cross” was lent to the athletes as an all-purpose talisman. This cross (crafted not from traditional sacred Cedar but mismatched wood taken from adjuring Synodial nations) features a crude open-air cutout where the corpus of Christ should have been. Church of the Void, indeed!
In blathering synchrony, Milan’s Father Guidi gilded the Leo-lily with such nonsense as “We should live these weeks of the Games as a time when the body can speak and open itself to a dimension of otherness, the very dimension opened to us by the mystery of Jesus’ risen body.” “The (pope’s) call for Olympic truce is a message that is ‘at the heart of these Olympics,’ especially for those in power today… It is the grammar of welcome and respect that becomes the premise for welcoming the gift of peace in life.”
Since when is sport about welcome and peace? Sport is like war, albeit usually milder, all about opposition and besting every challenger in order to win championship. The reason the pugnacious ancient Greeks stopped war during their games was to honor feast days of the chief god Zeus (Olympia) and the sun god Apollo (Delphi). The problem is not only that Leo et al. care so little about history, but that they keep trying to skew history (and tradition) into the vials and beakers of their Synodal lab rat church.