The White Lily Blog


Tea Party, or Sex Socialism? You Decide!

A post on Italian blog Cordialiter  was re-posted recently with commentary on Rorate Caeli.  Cordialiter says Catholics must not get trapped in the box the media has prepared for it, a false choice between Tea Party traditionalism or Socialist-flavored modernism. The blog says on the contrary, traditionalists must be ‘”True friends of the poor” and proceeds not exactly to say how to do that, but very definitely how not to do so: by accepting the perks of middle class existence, ignoring the social issues and focusing on worthy liturgy. That would be wrong, in Cordialiter’s thinking.

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Really Pro-Life Platform for a Christian Third Party

The Spanish have a saying, Pan para hoy, hambre para mañana, or Bread for today, hunger for tomorrow, and that just about nails down the economic implications of the rush for homosexual marriage. Businesses filed Friend of the Court briefs in huge numbers before the Supreme Court decision, and Marriott summed it up in their celebratory statement as reported by NPR: gays have more disposable income than families with kids, and we want that dough. Mars bars, Apple, Starbucks, Amazon, New York Life and Levi Strauss, 278 in all were eager to throw marriage under the bus for a cut of the action.

That bread dough has a shelf-life, of course. It expires with the next generation–oops, what generation? And then we shall know the hunger. Continue reading



Liberians Call for Christian State

Liberian citizens have very recently called for a ‘Christian religious state’  demonstrating religious tolerance for other faiths, but not ‘religious liberty’ when defined exactly as we define it in the United States.  They specifically reject that. It is one of the most interesting political moves in centuries. Continue reading



Sign the Petition to Support Hungary!

Please note:  SSPX does have mass in Budapest, Hungary, on the second and third Sundays of the month at 10:00, as well as 6:00 on the Saturday evenings preceding the Sunday.   The celebrant is Father Fuchs. The address is Thokoly Ut 116.1.3, #3. More information may be obtained from Mr. Landgrebe, who speaks English, at the Austria rectory  +4327166515 (how Google Voice renders it, which worked for me calling from the US)  or +43 (0) 2716/6515 (how the Austrian website renders it and perhaps for European dialers). Let’s go show Hungary some love.

http://www.petitions24.com/support_hungary

Above is a link  to sign a petition to support Hungary.  For the sake of Hungary’s unborn children, do it now. The text of the petition follows if you would like to read it here and sign it there.

The Hungarian American association supports Hungary, has thoroughly examined the means by which Viktor Orban came to power and calls them unquestionably democratic, and asks that the West give Hungary a chance. Continue reading



Hungary’s plea: If only we had a stronger Church!

Please note: SSPX does have mass in Budapest, Hungary, on the second and third Sundays of the month at 10:00, as well as 6:00 on the Saturday evenings preceding the Sunday. The celebrant is Father Fuchs. The address is Thokoly Ut 116.1.3, #3. More information may be obtained from Mr. Landgrebe, who speaks English, at the Austria rectory +4327166515 (how Google Voice renders it, which worked for me calling from the US) or +43 (0) 2716/6515 (how the Austrian website renders it and perhaps for European dialers). Let’s go show Hungary some love.

 And now, on the topic:

A Polish Catholic Sunday weekly interviewed Hungary’s Prime Minister Viktor Orban that makes the connection between Hungary’s fight to reverse her dire situation and SSPX’s doctrinal struggles.  You must read this interview, where the rosary is  given its proper place as a full-blown political weapon, and in which we hear the director of a country in the fight of its life say the words traditional Catholics are saying all over the world.  Viktor Orban laid it out: “If we had stronger Church, the whole country would be stronger.” Continue reading