Birthday of a good man

I have just learned from Chesterton and Friends via Relapsed Catholic that today, April 29th is the 132nd birthday of that great Catholic apologist, writer and journalist and one of my heroes, Gilbert Keith Chesterton.

Happy birthday, G.K. I expect you are quaffing a heavenly brew as I write.

Da Vinci Code

I'm half way through the Da Vinci Code right now. It's a pretty badly written thriller that is replete with utter historical nonsense about the Catholic Church. Many Catholics and other Christians are upset with the novel and the movie (which I hear is boring to the max.)

Despite its anti-Catholic thesis, Catholic mobs have not descended on Hollywood to burn it to the ground. The producer and director have not been stabbed to death by an enraged Opus Dei flagellant. We Papists haven't even sprinkled Dan Brown with Holy water yet to make him explode in a puff of smoke, ...... though that may yet happen.

We'll survive this silly drivel. But many sad souls will believe it.

I heard from a Vatican mole within the Masons that Dan Brown has cloven feet and that there is a subliminal photograph of this woven into the dust cover of his novel. Nostradamus predicted in the 16th century Brown would pick his nose in public during a media interview this year.

Watch for it.

Where is the Mad One?

(unknown reader searching for John the Mad)







I've been given a special assignment at work that is assismilating me like the Borg. When HMQ calls, JtM responds. Duty first. Single malts later.

Unfortunately, my posting will be sparse for the next few weeks. My apologies.