Day22 Church Fathers Lenten Reading Plan 3/21/09
St. Athanasius: Life of Anthony: 11-20
Day 22 Lite Version
St. Athanasius: Life of Anthony: 10-16
I’m still can’t get beyond Bernard Goldberg’s “A Torrid Love Affair- The True (and Pathetic) Story of the Torrid Romance Between Barack Obama and the Mainstream Media”; a must read for sheer horrendous incredibility.
Here’s some of the scary stuff that got us where we are today. [My comments in brackets.]
Tom Brokaw appearing on the Charlie Rose Show a few days before the election:
Rose: I don’t know what Barak Obama’s world view is.
Brokaw: No. I don’t either.
Rose: I don’t know how he really sees where China is.
Brokaw: We don’t know a lot about Barak Obama and the universe of his thinking about foreign policy.
Rose: I don’t really know. And do we know anything anout the people who are advising him?
Brokaw: You know that’s an interesting question.
Rose: He is principally known through his autobiography and through very aspirational speeches, two of them. [Count them folks, two of them!]
Brokaw: I don’t know what book’s he’s read.
Rose: What do we know about the heroes of Barak OBAMA?
Brokaw: There’s a lot about him we don’t know.
[Really? And you are the journalistic elite whose job it is to investigate, discover and report without bias?]
Goldberg includes this by Rush Limbaugh after playing the Charlie Rose show tapes:
“These guys are looking at Obama and they’ve seen him the exact way we have, all of this time. They only now, after they think they got him into office, are starting to talk about their fears, about how nobody knows anything about him; his resume is thin, he’s only written two books, and they’re autobiographies; we don’t know what books he’s read…We don’t know anything about him. It’s creepy, never seen a victory speech with nobody on stage…Look at all that they refused to report. They had plenty of chances to write editorials at Newsweek magazine, and they didn’t write one reflective of what they really saw and know and fear about Obama.”
All this raises an important question: Who the hell did we just elect president of the United States?
[What’s trully sad, is that we are now finding out.]
Does the Mainstream Media feel any guilt for the media basis that is now part and parcel of its product and its legacy? Do their heavy-hitters feel any compunction for putting Barak Hussein Obama, a relative unknown with little experience and a shady past into the White House as President of the greatest Nation on this earth. The answer is “No!” and “Hell, no! respectively. Perspectively, they have no perspective!
Bernard Goldberg of “A Slobbering Love Affair” fame, reminds us of the “bubble” in which these guys live. A “Vast Left-wing Conspiracy” has not been organized, but they live and move and have their being
as though there were one. According to Goldberg, “The problem, in a word, is group-think.” An “institutional bias,” that is insidious because it is “too comfortable” and “dulls the senses,” is turning “even well-
educated journalists into narrow-minded provincial rubes.”
In a time of national crisis, those the 1st amendment intended to protect the Nation by
manning the watchtowers, are in denial and worse. They are in lockstep, much as the spaced-out fictional
Borg, zombies acting, but not thinking critically.
From The Story of a Soul, The Autobiography of St. Therese of Lisieux:
“Dear Mother, I have still to tell you what I understand by the “sweet odour of the Beloved.” As Our Lord is now in Heaven, I can only follow Him by the footprints He has left–footprints full of life, full of fragrance. I have only to open the Holy Gospels and at once I breathe the perfume of Jesus, and then I know which way to run; and it is not to the first place, but to the last, that I hasten. I leave the Pharisee to go up, and full of confidence I repeat the humble prayer of the Publican. Above all I follow Magdalen, for the amazing, rather I should say, the loving audacity, that delights the Heart of Jesus, has cast its spell upon mine. It is not because I have been preserved from mortal sin that I lift up my heart to God in trust and love. I feel that even had I on my conscience every crime one could commit, I should lose nothing of my confidence: my heart broken with sorrow, I would throw myself into the Arms of my Saviour. I know that He loves the Prodigal Son, I have heard His words to St. Mary Magdalen, to the woman taken in adultery, and to the woman of Samaria. No one could frighten me, for I know what to believe concerning His Mercy and His Love. And I know that all that multitude of sins would disappear in an instant, even as a drop of water cast into a flaming furnace.
It is told in the Lives of the Fathers of the Desert how one of them converted a public sinner, whose evil deeds were the scandal of the whole country. This wicked woman, touched by grace, followed the Saint into the desert, there to perform rigorous penance. But on the first night of the journey, before even reaching the place of her retirement, the bonds that bound her to earth were broken by the vehemence of her loving sorrow. The holy man, at the same instant, saw her soul borne by Angels to the Bosom of God.”