Non decipitur qui scit se decipi. ("He is not deceived who knows himself to be deceived"). Latin Legal Maxim
In the days after Christmas, there went out an invitation from the $GG cult masters that all might attend a Friday, December 29, Requiem High "Mass," burial, and post-interment luncheon. Immediately below the address of the lunch venue, The Farm, "Cincinnati's Place to Have a Party," this shocking advice appeared:
Those who attend the luncheon may consider
themselves dispensed from the Friday abstinence.This horror may have landed in your inbox. You may even have waddled on over to scarf up some meaty fare. PL can understand why you went. From reading the announcement "All are invited," we're inclined to believe a free lunch was on offer.
Yet for us, that brief sentence substantiates every criticism we've ever leveled against the SW Ohio cult, justifying why we shame the degenerate laity who keep $GG on life support. Those 13 unholy words represent everything despicable about the ecclesiastical entrepreneurs who run the renegade operation.
Before we continue, we'll give a little credit to "One-Hand Dan": He's fully aware he cannot, in accordance with c. 1245, dispense anyone from the observance of fasts and abstinence — not individual cases, not a family, and certainly not a great concourse of people: Dannie's neither an ordinary nor a pastor and therefore has no subjects to dispense. In a similar vein, he's wary enough to realize that PL, other sites, and rival independent "clergy" would pillory him if he "dispensed." Nevertheless, he wanted the feed. So what did His Ambivalency do?
He innovated by playing fast and loose with language, that's what he did. None need parse too closely the words of the "dispensation" to conclude it's the attendees who dispense themselves, not Dannie:
"If YOU are arrogant and lawless, then YOU may dispense yourself from the Catholic law of abstinence, provided you do your pigging out on flesh-meat at the party house on Friday."Looks like the Wee One's off the hook, although the ill-starred Gerties may not be.
A genuinely observant traditional Catholic attending the luncheon would not have given credence to the bogus "self-dispensation" from cult central. No attendee can claim to have broken Church law as a result of ignorance, for cultlings know "[t]he law of abstinence must be observed on all Fridays throughout the year, except those which are holy days of obligation outside Lent (c. 1252, § 4)."*
And if they can't recall the rule, they may consult their traditional Catholic calendar for its specific application.** Moreover, even the most debased Gertie knows Dannie is not the ordinary of the Archdiocese of Cincinnati. Any pious, traditional Catholic bellying up to the buffet line was obligated to choose a lawful dish and reject the impious "self-dispensation." (Those with an informed conscience ought to have denounced it publicly and demanded its rescission.)
No Catholic possessed of prudent judgment can say the law of abstinence, owing to grave obstacles or impossibility, did not bind the meat-frenzied SW Ohio partygoers on Friday, December 29, 2017. In this day and age, most eateries bend over backwards to accommodate vegetarians; nonetheless, even if The Farm were a manic-meat-eaters-only zone, no soul in the SW Ohio cult would've suffered for declining to chow down at lunchtime on marinated fried chicken, tender and meaty baby-back ribs in barbecue sauce, or sliced roast beef in gravy. Sides like buttered corn niblets, dinner rolls, home-style gourmet coleslaw, and perhaps, if prepared without meat products, au-gratin green beans ("a cheesy treat") would've sustained them until the dinner bell clanged at home.
Whether the woebegone Gerties sinned is a question we'll leave for others to debate. For us, we lament the unfortunate lost opportunity for the laity to teach the malformed "clergy" a lesson in fidelity to ecclesiastical legislation. Imagine the edifying witness to tradition the assembled cultlings could have rendered had they obeyed Church law and refused to partake of flesh-meat at that Friday luncheon. Only the "clergy, " Novus Ordites, or any Protestants in attendance would've been left with their plates groaning with forbidden foodstuffs.
From all appearances, at $GG witness means surrendering to the seductive innovations of the cult kingpins: hang the law!
Out of curiosity, the Readers wonder how many Gerties attending the luncheon did have a pang of conscience, did feel what they were doing was wrong, did recognize the strangely worded "self-dispensation" was a crock. At least several, we'd say: there still do remain, you know, a few good souls who have reservations about everything happening down there.
Did they feel the secret guilt of rowdy schoolboys whose hearts tell them the headmaster should've enforced the rules? Almost a certainty. Did they feel the same schoolboys' contempt for weak-willed authority figures? We'd say so. Did they quietly scorn the malformed "clergy" who wolfed down meat on that unseasonable Friday at The Farm? Yes, they did.
But they didn't speak up, did they?
Well, what can you expect? How can you nurture a Catholic conscience in the jinxed cult? Acknowledging wrongdoing is a good start, though. Similarly, all of you in cyberspace reading this post —friend or foe of PL — must concur with the Readers there was no licit "self-dispensation" for the funeral feast at "the party barn." Nothing can excuse the transgressive notice in the $GG invitation. However, its content may be explained in two words:
* Prümmer, Handbook of Moral Theology, 497. 2.
** We don't have a copy of $GG's 2017 calendar, but we do have a copy of the 2006 edition, when December 29 also fell on a Friday. On that date, we find the whole-fish icon (= "complete abstinence"). The Readers presume the 2017 $GG effort was similarly marked. Perhaps somebody can confirm.