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Post-Synodal document and "Tridentine Indult" in October?

Nicola Bux, the well-known scholar, author, and consultant to the Congregation for the Doctrine of the Faith, speaks to the Mexican newspaper Milenio on the Maciel affair. The most interesting part of the article, though, is related to another kind of purification -- the purification of Holy Liturgy.

[Nicola] Bux, author of the acclaimed book "The Lord of Mysteries: The Eucharist and Relativism" and professor of comparative liturgy, states, regarding this theme, that ''the liturgy of Pope Benedict XVI will be more spiritual, without post-Conciliar abuses. Following the Second Vatican Council, there was much confusion in the liturgy. Much of the responsibility lies with the diocesan bishops, who are not vigilant. I believe that Benedict XVI will renew the value of Latin, a language which was never abolished, and the Gregorian repertory.["]

And his words proved true. This Thursday, the Secretariat of the Synod of Bishops assembled at the Vatican to develop and approve the schema of the [post-Synodal] "Apostolic Exhortation", the papal document regarding the liturgy. Everything seems to indicate the solemnity and ceremony of another era shall be return to the Mass. This document is expected in October, along with the indult favoring the Tridentine Mass.
We have mentioned Father Bux here before .

21 comments:

Simon-Peter said...

"Much of the responsibility lies with the diocesan bishops, who are not vigilant."

Right.

45 years of non-vigilance. This kind of non-vigilance has its echo in constituntional jurisprudence: its called deliberate indifference and is defined as: "the conscious or reckless disregard of the consequences of one's acts or omissions" viz 42 USC $1983 when same causes, or could have reasonably been forseen to cause, a deprivation of a right.

THIS 45-year kind of deliberate indifference has another name, it's real name is "conscious object." You all might know it as "intent" which may be inferred from an ongoing, continuous pattern of conduct. Things are the way they are because they WILLED it to be so. It is NOT an accident.

Obfuscation and pious platitudes again...not vigilant...humbug and humbuggery.

Aside from anything else, how "much" of the 100% responsibility pie is asigned to unnamed others (what others?) after you subtract the Bishops "much"? Have you noticed how "taking responsibility" actually means EXACTLY the opposite? What happens to such people who "take responsibility"?

NOTHING.

If they were only good enough to be Stoics they might have the decency to fall on their swords.

These men are not worth the bones of a single Pomeranian Grenadier.

Jeff said...

Simon-Peter:

Pomeranians can be grenadiers?

Too yappy, I should have said. Maybe a Miniature Schnauzer.

Jeff said...

Now is this the same guy who prepared the schema for the Synod?

Wasn't there some talk about him having been a plagiarist? Or am I getting mixed up about something?

This report of expectation doesn't seem to actually be attributed to Bux anyway, unless I'm misreading the quotation. I'd love for it to be true and I suppose after the Holy Thursday and the feast of St. Pius V, it'll be the next date to mark on the calendar.

Somehow, it seems unRatzingerian, though, to connect it with the synod. These Apostolic Constitutions seem to be summing up what the Synod Fathers said and they specifically spurned any mention of the Tridentine Mass. Will he simply include something in the document or peg on an attachment on his own accord? He's usually very collegial about these things--I'd expect even bishops who might be happy to put up with a document like that issued on its own steam would be put out by such a thing.

I'll mark it on my calendar and I'll look, but without a great deal of expectation. I DO still think we'll see something before the end of the year on this, but I wonder about the connection here.

Bare Ruin'd Choirs said...

Please,there can't be another 'count-down' to the indult in the Catholic blogosphere like there was leading up to Maundy Thursday this year. I don't think it does anyone any good. Wouldn't it be nicer to wake up one morning and be competely surprised by the great news on the Vatican website itself, or Zenit? My nerves can't take it again...

CS said...

If it happens, it happens; we get whatever we end up with.

I figure it'll happen eventually, but as Choirs says, no need to get too excited yet; Benedict just has so much on his mind right now.

New Catholic said...

Jeff, I believe you are on the right track...

Screwtape said...

I got the horse right here
His name is Paul Revere
And here's a guy that says
If the weather's clear, has chance . . .

This horse won't fly.

Since when has the Holy Liturgy needed "purification?"

The real Roman Rite has never not been pure.

The Novus Ordo can't be made pure, no matter how many gallons of Clorox they drink.

The Latin Rite of the ages has never been abrogated - all priests have the right to say it no matter how many little fibs the bishops come up with.

Without abuses? The Council of Glorious Memory WAS an abuse and so is its works.

These "abuses" are the design of what Beowolf called "the offspring of the dark."

In short, it won't work.

What won't work.

A dead horse.

But there will always be those who insist his maggot-ridden corpse will rise and ride again like Destry's mount.

Jeff said...

Sammy:

Seems to be working anyway.

How's the hat, by the way? Still holding up?

Screwtape said...

Whatever you say, master of doggerel!

At least I ain't ridin' it.

Sure it isn't made of wood and accompanied by a calliope? I bet you pass the same place over and over again and there's no brass ring.

Hat? Hat? What hat?

Well, you found me out. What clued you in - my inimitable style?

The hat's a Stetson version of the Aussie outback and the only drawback is I can't wear it in the rain. It can be Scotch-guarded, but the seller doesn't recommend it. Sort of limits the times when the girls will drool. Also, I should mention that's a real snake skin used as the band, complete with rattles. At least it's dead and has no head, so it can't bite.

But I can!

Wish I were holding up as well as the hat!

Screwtape said...

Jeff P.S.

You should visit my new Blog site - gulagzek.blogpot.com - the hat's still there, but you should take a gander at some of the Philip Larkin stuff (I'll post more of his) and there's even some of my own. Plus, be sure to read the letter from Whittaker Chambers to William F. Buckley, Jr. The peroration is very eloquent.

The "Letter to my children" intro to Chambers' Witness is a stunner. I'd publish it, but it's twenty pages long and the quality of my attempt to copy it is terrible.

You may be too young to remember the Hiss-Chambers trial, but you should read Witness and get the history, even if, for no other reason, than that the relationship between Chambers and a certain Mr. Nixon put the latter on the map.

Another reason to read Witness is that, second only to Evelyn Waugh and Graham Greene, Chambers was probably the best writer of prose of the last century. Chambers was a strange man and a tragic genius.

By the way, his version of events has been verified even by his enemies, and Alger Hiss shown to be what he always was: a slimy stinking damn liar, traitor, and hypocrite. Just what you'd expect by the man who was defended by Harry Truman and a signal factor in setting up the United Nations.

I'll close this with a quotation I just found by Mr. "I'm from Missouri, show me!"

"The atom bomb was no 'great decision.' . . . It was merely another powerful weapon in the arsenal of righteousness." President Harry Truman

Solange Hertz, see your lawyer!

Simon-Peter said...

Sam:

Larkin! Oh no. I did some of my finest work (drinking large quantities of ale where the bartender was a dead-ringer for Jean-Luc Picard, and we smoked kreteks just to wind up the barmaids into thinking it was some funky green from Jamaica[mon]) in spitting distance of the Phillip Larkin Library.

"Get stewed, books are a load of crap."

Thats from memory, I think its right.

Screwtape said...

I assume, S-P, that you are/were an English major. As a theatre major at both the baccalaureate and master's degree level I got a lot of English, but this was well before Larkin became an imported item. At that time, Eliot was still the rage - and Frost - and E.A. Robinson.

I don't know if your quote is right (I haven't discovered that poem yet), but it sure sounds like his stuff.

Here's a short one I just sent some folks that I find particularly nice. Almost Emily Dickinsonish.

HOME IS SO SAD

Home is so sad. It stays as it was left,
Shaped to the comfort of the last to go
As if to win them back. Instead, bereft
Of anyone to please, it withers so,
Having no heart to put aside the theft

And turn again to what it started as,
A joyous shot at how things ought to be,
Long fallen wide. You can see how it was:
Look at the pictures and the cutlery.
The music in the piano stool. That vase.

Philip Larkin

Re I'm a lonely little blogger in an onion patch, I'd paraphrase a line from Edna St. Vincent Millay's "Patterns," but I can't because I'm pretty sure it would be blasphemous. If you're an English Lit. guy, you probably know the line I mean.

Simon-Peter said...

No, not an English major.

We got Larkin at age 11 as part of our "this is what some people call poetry and see how far the English have fallen from the days of Sidney, Spenser, Shakey, Donne, Milton, Pope" Eng.lit intro.

Naturally, we all drank deeply from the well of our masters biases from 11-18 and shared them, I still do, thus, for instance,if a man doesn't like John Donne or Homer, that sets him outside my pale as a lollard heathen :-).

It is funny how we are all conditioned...I mean I live in fantasy world of the War of the Roses, the Red Crosse Knight, Leonidas, the Krak de Chavalier, Germanicus and Scipio Africanus, Trafalgar and the Somme and Ypres. It's no wonder my view of the Church is what it is, an army at war where the shot that was heard round creation occured when someone said something about, "you shall not die."

It's not that I have some romantic notion of the (Church of the) past, where, as today, life was frequently nasty, brutish and short, but that I don't have a romantic view of the present (and immediate past) because I think I see the puffery for what it is, puffery.

Strip modern man of his flashing lights and circuit boards and what is he? Silly Hansel and Gretel creatures walking through an enchanted wood of novelty and delicious-to-the-eyes-spectacle picking "flowers" not realizing they're Satan's daisy-chained claymores.

Anyway, Carthage really must be destroyed, don't you think? Enough already with Plannedentia Parenthoodisis and Supremis Courtianis, High Priestesses of Tanit and Moloch.

Carthago delenda est!

Screwtape said...

[Notice: All due apologies to fellow interlocutors for departing from the original purpose of this Post in the following comments.]

S-P
Your introduction to "letters" sounds interesting. I know you are younger than I am, and it was not very long after my 1st-degree (BFA) graduation, about a decade or less, when the full '60's effect hit the fan and not only Milton and company, but Larkin and his "angry young men" were down the memory hole: had they been known, they would have been considered non-entities.

In what "troglodytic" institution were you able to encounter the greats?

Even at Behemoth U, Utah version, I missed some of those authors you mention. I am one of those with two college degrees who, such were the times, can truly claim to be an auto-didact.

To my chagrin, I still have neglected to read Homer and Dante. Now, I'm afraid, age has rendered the old intellectual energy somewhat defunct.

What happened to produce a Larkin, who really is, I think, a superb poet, was a little event known as T.S. Eliot, who captured modernism in the amber of Wasteland and nothing in poetry has been the same since. (Of course, now, after Derida and Foucoult, there is just nothing.)

I recommend you obtain the audio tapes made by Dr. David Allen White, available, I believe, from Angelus Press. His tapes on Dante are wonderful and he does one on The Wasteland that will change or deepen whatever understanding you have. (He almost did Ash Wednesday, and then ran out of time - I have never been able to fathom that poem and I only get parts of the Four Quartets.

White's understanding of Shakespeare, especially The Merchant of Venice and Lear are masterful. He brings a real Catholic sensitivity to his work.

In case you are not familiar with him, his recordings are of talks he gave at the SSPX Winona Seminary: he is a Professor of English at the Naval Academy in Annapolis.

For the record, not only Stoics fell on their swords, but also Romans (vide Cassius and Brutus) and the Japanese have their own quaint Oriental version. It seems in general to be a pagan notion of honor.

Simon-Peter said...

"In what "troglodytic" institution were you able to encounter the greats?"

Private all-boys school ages 7-18, founded 16th century.

It seems a lifetime ago.

(sighing sadly).

Still, I'm Catholic now, so that's an improvement, I hope.

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Screwtape said...

Thanks for the swift response, S-P

Uh, where might this have been - sounds British. This crazy medium! Are you still wherever it was? If it is/was England, I'm jealous. You can read and understand Alice Thomas Alice and get things we blokes over the pommie pond quite, I mean like man, you know, miss.

You certainly were fortunate, but think of all the fun you missed. Black "studies"; Feminist "studies"; anti-war stampedes; happenings; sit-ins; on-campus shootings and beatings; professors collapsing and dying from heart-attacks due to fright and tension generated by the general atmosphere. Even tenured professors' careers wrecked.

And the worst that happened to you was you became a Catholic. Well, as long ago as it might have been, that's doubtless where grace started seriously to work on you.

I came into the Church from over forty years of genuine, hard-core atheism. My kick in the derrière was Solzhenitsyn, after undergoing what you might call an anti-education (all due respect to the three good teachers I had.)

Hold on to the real thing (I'm always uncomfortable when I use that locution because it's the title of a wonderful short story about two most pathetic people who are, with Jamesian irony, The Real Thing.

It is going to be very difficult to stay the course. So many, who mean so well, are so off base already that, in actuality, barring a miracle, it's over for them.

Simon-Peter said...

I now reside in North Carolina, claiming it for the King over the water.

The problem is this: although men, Bishops, priests, lay all claim to understand and believe "there is nothing new under the sun" they pay only lip service, they don't actually believe it. They believe what they THINK and what they SAY and what they DO is original, never seen or heard before...especially guilty of this are the greatest among us, and guilty of permitting this to go unchecked are the least among us.

The very best antidote for this insanity is something simple...its called reading the old stuff.

I'll make a list, NOT NOT NOT because I am a smartie, but because I believe with all my heart, if anyone reads the following and whether or not the following writers/authors/historians/poets/ wrote fact, fiction, or something-in-between, you suddenly become aware of your own ordinariness, sinfulness, that you think nothing that has not been thought and that truly, truly there is nothing under the sun that a few flashing lights, or scientifc jargon, or pompous words can disguise as being other than the same old same old...and I also mean persons / personality types / personalities.

Humans, in their action-reaction are the same as they ever where...modern man just gets dumber faster and thinks its progress.

Let me think:

Tacitus [do believe the hype]
Suetonius.
Seneca.
Herodotus [nahhh, did they really?]
Aristophanes.
Homer ["No man, whilst I breathe and behold light on earth shall lay violent hands upon thee"]
Hesiod.
Euripides.
Virgil [I dissent, not as good as Homer]
Juvenal [ouch]
Plutarch [a must to pop the balloon of modern great men who think they're originals].
Thucydides [bliss]
Apuleius.
Sophocles.
Cicero. [stunning]
Lucan.
Aeschylus.
Josephus. [stunning]
Plato (dialogues only please, ALL of them). [you'll never think of yourself or others the same again, it is NOT possible]
Livy.
Aesop for children and adult children...a must to form minds right.
Plotinus.
Julius Caesar. [tell it like it is big J.]
Quintilian. [stunning]
Horace. [ouch]
Petronius.
Martial.
Sallust.

**********
Boethius.
**********
Rabelais.
Cervantes.
Dante.
Petrarch.
Sidney.
Marlowe.
Bocaccio.
Spenser.
Donne.
Someone called Bill Shakespeare?
Burton.

etc etc etc.

Religion is not the opium of the masses: ignorance is. Strip people of their past to create their future in your own image and likeness.

Bishops? Council experts?

Pah! Experts. Emperor's new clothes more like.

Pyramid Thunderhead IPA beckons.

cheers.

Screwtape said...

S-P

To paraphrase the words of Otto Frank in the play The Diary of Anne Frank (I played Otto in a stage production): you put me to shame.

Are you sure you are not a reincarnation from the age of Doctor Johnson?

Ah, we (Royal usage) would need another lifetime to catch up.

I tell you truthfully, friend, there isn't an English Major of this new millennium or the last fifty years of the previous century who could even begin to make such a list.

That having been said, were I to make a list there would be some few overlaps (Theatre - "Materials and Backgrounds") and there are some few some lacunae in your list - especially, say, Beowolf, La Chanson de Roland, Marcus Aurelius, Pliny the Elder, Dryden, Pope, Swift, Boswell on Johnson, to name some.

Do you really think Marlow worth the trouble? I never did. (Well, Edward II, maybe.) His best contribution was to give Eliot the chance to use "Thou has committed fornication; but that was in another country, and besides the wench is dead."

I will quibble regarding Thucydides. He was "Murray the Press Agent" to Pericles and had he not written we might not be plagued with the great god demos today. I have been led to understand by "those who know" that his "history" is bunk.

So was Shakespeare's? Ah, but nobody in his right mind expects reliable history from such as the Bard.

For the record: had I been present in the latter part of the 18th Century I'd have fought and died for the crown, Anglican though it be.

Now, don't tell me your received this education from an institution in North Carolina.

Simon-Peter said...

"Thou has committed fornication; but that was in another country, and besides the wench is dead."

Yes, terrific stuff! Very funny.

I think I lost my point...it was really this. All those dead white guys just wrote really good rollicking stuff...okay, some of it is dry, but that's how I like my wine, white or red, so it gets me going. You can spend a few hours reading Patricia Cornwell or John Grisham, or any of the dead white guys I mentioned. You don't need to be a scholar or an egg-head to understand or enjoy them and reading them doesn't mean you are good, holy, or least of all smart...it just helps to be armed against mans tendency to believe his own propaganda.

Also, I have certainly NOT read everything they wrote I hope I did not leave that impression.

As to Thucydidies or anyone else writing copy for any particular patron or cause, it doesn't really matter IF the purpose is to discover modern man isn't that modern in his ideas and actions.

In so far as this is an education, first, I would rather have spent time learning to be a stone-mason or a carpenter, and, like I said, I was indoctrinated in England at a private all-boys school ages 7-18, founded 16th century.

I also got a futher dose at a certain department in graduate school in North Carolina where a chunk of the faculty are either 1. High Church Anglicans or orthodox Catholics...amazing but true. The war of ideas and praxis within this department was amazing, a total clash of worldviews: on the one hand we have professors who are interested in the chain of being, on the other, wimmin obsessed with "mapping the body in rvenge tragedies."

Screwtape said...

Aha! I figured your "indoctrination" must have been in England. I'm neither Sherlock nor Mycroft (nor Watson for that matter), but there was something about that 16 Century continuity that told me you didn't pick up Cicero from Natty Bumppo or Chingochcook.

I take your point regarding your reading. Interestingly enough, you make exactly the point regarding "man's progress" Tom Wolfe makes in his latest (I think), Hooked Up.

I can thank the powers that be that when I was at the University of Utah you could still get courses called Great Books and 18th Century Poetry and Prose from Dryden to Burns. I can't fathom now even why I was interested, but I was. One professor wanted me to drop a class because I was a Freshman it was a graduate course and I hadn't read Spencer, so wouldn't understand a thing. I insisted on staying and received the happiest "C" grade of my academic career.

For sociology of any given period, good mystery writers are far better than an sociology course. Just as if you want to blow up Denver, nothing is better than Tom Clancy. (By the way, if you're fond of crabs, don't ever read his novel, Without Remorse.)

Last of all, get the novels and other writings of the late Alice Thomas Ellis. Start with God Does Not Change (essays) because, not only is it a superb book, but the cover, front and back, has a great picture of the author. In a way I've never been able to explain, she was extremely attractive (not pretty or beautiful, by any means) and at the same time scary. One funny, informative, tough tough lady. Turned out to be a true Catholic, too: Janice would hate her and I can think of no better recommendation.

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