St Francis de Sales & St Mary Magdalene

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Fr dear Fr: Is there any coincidence that the Date of the Capitol Hill Riot at Washington actually fell on the christian Feast of the Epiphany in 2021? Any forward planning by a secret Christian Shaman underlying Qanon?

Coincidence? Or God-incidence? Maybe only the religious people in modern post-secular America can answer this question. The date was 2021 and not 2016, nor was it 1789 or 1776. Yep, Time style Magazines around the whole world carried photos at that time of the Buffalo-horned Shaman of Qanon decorated in the colours and types of the American flag, though, so it is unlikely that the Christians of America, even the ones organised secretly for some such eventuality like the Evangelicals and their concept of the theocratic America under Trumponian Dystopias, actually planned the Riot that sparked a genuine constitutional crisis for the incoming government of the new democrat Bidenesque presidency. So Notate Bene - The Shaman involved in the Riot did not advertise himself as a Christian Evangelical of the New Right, as democrats believed after the fact and after they were hiding like AOC from them all in fear of their lives, rather he advertised himself as something of a red indian inspiration as his title suggests so as the elected chaplain to that unhappy band of rioters, he must have been seeking inspiration if not canonisation from the Crisis Riot for his red indian views and red indian religion at the time. Christians and especially narrow minded Evangelical ones could not have been involved in such re-assertions of ancient pagan and Aztec religion. This was something else. But evidently, what is odd about this Riot and the day of its occurrence is that Christian mystics though all around Western Canada were fully briefed ahead of time that something was being planned for the Feast of the Epiphany, here considered and understood as a "showing forth" of something that has lain secret for a long time, here understood as a Christian understanding of the American constitution concerning the power of the people simply to assert itself when needed and when wanted at a time of crisis. Epiphanies come and go, but that one was quite a show. Naivete? Hubris? Pride? Maybe an element of pride though, much like Gay Pride marches of yesteryear when wokism affirmed all things gay. The fact that certain mystic sites in Canada and beyond featured the Feast, sites like those of Fr Michel, Fr Rodrigo, Fr Marco, Amanda Grace, and others of a more spiritual hue, suggests that the organisers, if that is the word, for something sudden and precipitous, must have thought about the constitutional status of such an assertion of the power of the people, maybe trying to test-case the first words of the constitution, "We the People." But let us return to the red indian Shaman because whether we agree or disagree about the origins of some prophecy about the event, it came to be his big day, as he outshone all other protestors and all other ideologies on the actual day in question. He stood tall and proud and painted up in his Shaman colours, and the mass media suddenly affirmed him, obviously feeling that his political ideology outshone all the rest of the disorder and chaos, if chaos is the word for such pre-planning, indeed sensing that it would be his political ideology that would last in the fullness of time and his that would stand the test of history. Evidently the Riot expressed a popular feeling in the sticks and in the forests and in the mountains of virginal America that the experiment with conventional politics, the olde worlde toings and froings of the Republic pioneered by republicans, had failed. And this feeling was evinced that day also by democrats. So he too maybe felt he was asserting something that had lain hidden for centuries. The red indian identity of the monarchy maybe that should be ruling America, the red indian royal family, wherever they actually are, lying hidden. There is no reason to believe that the words of Trump that day actually inspired this Riot, since it was pre-planned, pre-organised, and pre-ideologised - it had its own agenda.  

So maybe we should be thinking of the words of Winston Churchill to the much bombed British people during the Second World War - "This is not the End. This is not the Beginning of the End. But it might be the End of the Beginning." The people united will never be defeated. So these words might be being applied by the hapless Shaman to American history at this time. The beginning of American history, the assertion of a brutal white settler republic, is now approaching its terminus, a terminus for the great and the good and indifferent. Trump might have had an inkling about this, as in the last few days of his reign he blithely hinted that his family had de facto become the new American royal family, and left allusions here and there to a modern Dystopia if not Utopia. That America had come to the end of its early days and its early history. That history was re-asserting itself. That the olde expensive experiment full of billions of dollars wasted on elections and the building of the swamp must now come to an end, failing by its own weight. But this was not a Christian theme of the Christian mystics of that unhappy continent - rather it turned out to be a red indian claim. Christians did not organise it - not officially anyway - maybe the King and the Return of the King had something in mind - certainly the scene was much like the Return of the King in the Lord of the Rings when Aragorn is crowned after the Battles of places like Helm's Deep. Trump did not really know of the plans that day made ready with - he did not know what the crowds had in mind, but the FBI had managed some few ropey and rickety and rockety intercepts, and they might have known something quite constitutional was planned by the crowds. Nobody had spotted this red indian Shaman though in the midst of all those rioters, nobody could have guessed where it would lead. Nobody in the media could guess what the dominant ideology was, but somehow they stumbled on something hidden and secret on that day - something maybe christian, but herewith most likely to be red indian. Dies illa, dies irae. Mozart would write a Mass for that occasion - A missa popularis.