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| 'This noble and elegant site is both a tribute to a family's history, and to a national heritage.' --Daniel J. Cassidy Sunlit Uplands |
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| A CANADIAN LAMENT by David Warren 'In my lifetime I have seen the “re-branding” of my country, and with it, inevitably, the rewriting of our history to accommodate many lies. The project began officially with Lester Pearson’s new flag, in 1964 -- that ad-agency 'red maple', doubling as the emblem of the Liberal Party. Under Trudeau we saw this red maple used as a kind of rubber to erase the old heraldry; and almost every other symbol of Crown-in-Parliament followed into disuse. The proud word, “Dominion,” was among the noble artefacts put out with the trash in annus horribilis, 1982. By such acts -- including, more substantially, the rewriting of our laws -- our governments and our "gliberal" governing class have made it impossible for the patriot of the old order to be a patriot of the new. And the very freedoms we inherited as Canadians now fall, successively, before the State’s new “human rights” inquisitors, as we face an ignominious future.' David Warren |
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| Benedict XVI- Spe Salvi In Hope Are We Saved The Pope's new encyclical concerning the Hope for mankind |
| THE STATE FUNERAL OF SIR WINSTON CHURCHILL, K.G, O.M., C.H. (movie approx. 28 min.) |
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| MUSIC OF PARADISE-MUSIC FOR THE SOUL Cistercian Abbey Stift Heiligenkreuz |
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| ‘Civilisation will not last, freedom will not survive, peace will not be kept, unless a very large majority of mankind unite together to defend them’ Sir Winston Churchill |
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| Not just faith, but also history by David Warren |
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| In the reign of Queen Victoria and over two days in January, 1879, some 150 soldiers of the 24th Regiment of Foot (2nd Warwickshire, later known as the South Wales Borderers), defended a supply station at Rorke’s Drift, in Natal Province, South Africa, against some 4,000 attacking Zulu warriors. Eleven Victoria Crosses were awarded to officers and men who participated in this action; the most ever given for one battle. A depiction of this extraordinary event is rendered with a mix of fact and fiction in Stanley Baker’s very fine film ‘Zulu’. That so few a company of soldiers could withstand such a lopsided attack, defies belief and common sense. As it turned out, a key strategy to their success was the building of barricades within the mission…to the front and another to the rear; a redoubt to which the soldiers could withdraw and re-form. When the Zulus attacked, wielding their short stabbing assegais, they were unable to reach the men behind the barricades and they were blasted by rifle fire at point blank range. Most of those who did mount the breastwork were repulsed by the bayonets of the defenders. Some of the Zulus were armed with rifles, purchased from unscrupulous traders, but they were not trained marksmen and the British soldiers were able to pick them off at long range. After a number of unsuccessful attacks the Zulus set fire to the hospital, burst in and began to spear the patients. A private named Alfred Henry Hook, a Gloucestershire man, kept them at bay with his bayonet while his friend John Williams hacked holes in the wall separating one room from another and dragged the patients through one by one. Fighting went on all night in the fitful glare from the blazing hospital as the Zulus made charge after charge on the barricades. Both sides fought with desperate courage. (rorkesdriftvc.com) We live in a time where a prevailing immoral, socialistic and secular culture has emerged overwhelmingly from the revolutionary sixties in a relentless assault upon our Christian and British inheritance. Ideologically glued in a widespread coalition of assorted loud, aggressive and insidious groups of so-called ‘progressives’, their success in undermining the foundation of our way of life and the institutions that embrace those virtues is enough to tempt one to the sin of despair and, for some, total surrender. They have found their way into everything from Parliament and Government, the military, police, the Church and Religious Orders, into our homes, our families and even our thoughts and words. Their interference with our most personal and fundamental rights as citizens is frightening. The ‘world’ that so many generations once knew has been turned upside down. Like the old Peter Sellers sketch in the fictional Bellham where, when ordering from the pub menu list one is told: ‘it’s off, dear’, the very stuff that formed our magnificent civilisation is routinely mocked and being erased from the ‘chalkboard’. God, Christ, the Cross, the Church, and even basic decency are off. Individual Freedom, the Common Law, parliamentary integrity, marriage and the family, a revered Sovereign Queen and even the institution of the monarchy itself are all now ‘off’. We have sadly become not only ‘post-Christian’ but ever-more- increasingly ‘post-freedom’. with an astonishing degree of passing indifference. The State is all. Aided by a fawning media and a mediocre self-aggrandising intellectual elite along with indoctrinating schools and universities, unprincipled politicians of all stripes, have usurped the old order. The ‘special of your day’ comes with side-orders of politically-correct psycho-manipulative babble, collective control, moral and cultural equivalency, perverse science and overbearing bureaucratic power. What the old Soviet Union failed to accomplish by force, the materialistic and not-so-cryptic socialism of the post second world-war generation has succeeded through highly financed and organised intimidation and the natural attrition of those who before us sacrificed so much for a hope built upon the promises of their forebears. As they pass away and their memory forgotten, this legacy, including it’s precious symbols are selectively dismissed as ‘nostalgia’ by a new and vulgar faux-aristocracy with its’ bizarre mixture of self-loathing, ignorance, indifference and inevitably shallow sentiment. The chaos, lack of identity, infidelity, mendacity, widespread immorality and increasing despair among so many youth in the midst of such radical change is not the least surprising. In a way, who can blame them? They have been robbed; not only by the billions in debt that have been left for them to pay but of the time-tested virtues, their own history and the priceless and enduring foundation that is their birthright. The utterly disgraceful example and successive failures of so many of their parents as well as their ‘leaders’ have left them a world that is less free, less secure, less promising and with a weakened defence against tyranny both from within and without. Mesmerised by fabricated charisma and faddish popular appeal, they have succumbed to the shallow faux-optimism promised by clever, narcissistic and slick politicians for whom power is their only principle and whose real purpose is the sinister re-making of their country based upon alien, de-humanising and morally bankrupt policies. The recent scandal disclosed of the politicians at Westminster is but symptom of a much deeper and more sinister condition. For those of us who cling to our inheritance and the freedom that it embraces the lines of battle have clearly been drawn in every legislature, council, courtroom and school in every village and borough and city. Who will stand to and engage this massive assault on our sovereignty at home and all that we cherish? Even more than the number of the gallant soldiers at Rorke’s Drift, there are millions of citizens in Britain, America, Canada, and indeed throughout what has been called the ‘Anglosphere’, whose good and decent hearts and minds are deeply troubled by this monstrous and rotten betrayal and who surely can, by their will, superior skill, high purpose and financial means, defend against what seems today to be inevitable odds. To effectively withstand the attack requires an enormously organised, financed and strategic series of redoubts: In the law courts, legislatures and Parliaments, our families and homes, our faithful Churches, the media, the internet and, if necessary and expedient, in the streets. It will no doubt take a generation to restore and strengthen the foundation of the treasured way of life we once enjoyed. We should begin right now. Lest one think that this is a nostalgic appeal for ‘the good old days’, consider the young people and tomorrow’s children and the dark world that we, if we do not prevail, will have left for them. Lord, thou hast been our dwelling place in all generations. Before the mountains were brought forth, or ever thou hadst formed the earth and the world, even from everlasting to everlasting, thou art God. Thou turnest man to destruction; and sayest, Return, ye children of men. For a thousand years in thy sight are but as yesterday when it is past, and as a watch in the night. Thou carriest them away as with a flood; they are as a sleep: in the morning they are like grass which groweth up. In the morning it flourisheth, and groweth up; in the evening it is cut down, and withereth. For we are consumed by thine anger, and by thy wrath are we troubled. Thou hast set our iniquities before thee, our secret sins in the light of thy countenance. For all our days are passed away in thy wrath: we spend our years as a tale that is told. The days of our years are threescore years and ten; and if by reason of strength they be fourscore years, yet is their strength labour and sorrow; for it is soon cut off, and we fly away. Who knoweth the power of thine anger? even according to thy fear, so is thy wrath. So teach us to number our days, that we may apply our hearts unto wisdom. Return, O LORD, how long? and let it repent thee concerning thy servants. O satisfy us early with thy mercy; that we may rejoice and be glad all our days. Make us glad according to the days wherein thou hast afflicted us, and the years wherein we have seen evil. Let thy work appear unto thy servants, and thy glory unto their children. And let the beauty of the LORD our God be upon us: and establish thou the work of our hands upon us; yea, the work of our hands establish thou it. Psalm 90 |
| The Defence of Rorke's Drift by Alphonse de Neuville |
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| What would Wilberforce do? 'Victor Victorians: A lesson in real morality.' |