Friday, March 04, 2022

Moving On.

Greetings to anyone who happens to come across this posting. This is to inform you the Bovina Bloviator is finally heading into the barn for good. To those who find the news distressing (there must be a few), you may be pleased know its author, under the guise of a new pseudonym, Issac Bickerstaff, Esq., has started a new blog called The Taos Tatler, in a region far more mountainous than the Catskills, namely the Sangre de Cristo Mountains in the Southern Rockies. You may find the new blog at the link: 

This blog will remain up indefinitely, though always at the whim of Google, which owns the platform, mainly because some of the postings their author still finds pleasing and he's far too lazy, i.e., he doesn't know how, to catalogue and archive them as an organized person would. This will have to do.

Your readership and comments, pro or con, have always been gratefully appreciated in the past and, it is hoped, in the future.

Sunday, October 11, 2020

Say It Ain't So, Joe!

Some may find this surprising, but long, long ago I attempted to read Freud, The Interpretation of Dreams, I think it was, but not far into that dreary tomfoolery, tossed it onto the ever-growing pile of books I classify "Not to be Read Later." Since then I've held no particular regard for the learned professor's teachings. 

Until today, that is, thanks to none other than Joe Biden. We're all familiar with the so-close-to-likeable coot's many gaffes, but recently he uttered one that beautifully illumed a staple Freudian notion, para-praxis, or, more commonly, (though slightly inaccurately), Freudian slips. Rather than clumsily attempting a description of the incident, let's hear it direct from the poor sad sack's mouth.

My goodness me, where do we go with this? To whom (or perhaps "what," more appropriately) was our frontotemporally-challenged VP's unfortunate faux pas attributable? Hard to say, but a possible candidate might be the former Second Lady, Edith Wilson-wannabe Jill Biden. But I have my doubts. The two have been married for some time and Gropin' Joe, after many hopeful "feelings," must be fully aware by now the little woman's alledged deficiencies and accepted there is no more to be had. 

No, Joe must have had on his mind (what remains of it, anyway) the many otherwise comely lasses victims of his impromptu physical examinations. I'm sure they know who they are and if they're good democrats, will take corrective action post-haste after this critique from the possible next president, God help us all, of the United States of America.

Wednesday, September 16, 2020

The sad thing is, they probably will.

"Black Student Alliance demands Catholic university hire more black queer professors"

Friday, August 07, 2020

If So, I Should Have Just Stayed in the Episcopal Church.

It would have saved so much trouble: years of difficult discernment, followed by seven months intense instruction (this was in Fr. Rutler's church, so not your typical RCIA) and finally (as Newman put it), "admission into the One Fold of Christ".

Now this. Fortunately it's the National Catholic Reporter (where else?), so we need not take it too seriously. Still . . . 

AOC is the future of the Catholic Church


Tuesday, July 21, 2020

Only the Satirist Dares Speak the Truth.

From the Babylon Bee.

Study Finds Most People Just Wearing Masks To Avoid Sea Of Judgmental Glares

A new study found that the primary reason people are wearing masks in public now is not to stop COVID-19 but rather to avoid the sea of judgmental stares.

92% of Americans surveyed said they're wearing the masks not to stop the spread of the virus but just so they aren't publicly shamed.

"Honestly, I couldn't care less about the 'rona, but I just want to get in and out and pick up a few groceries without getting glared at like I'm a serial killer who personally murdered hundreds of thousands of Americans," said Bob Cristoff as he went into a Safeway. "I just need some eggs, please don't beat me to death."

Read the whole thing.

Monday, June 29, 2020

Amazing! There still are New Yorkers in New York.

The bewildered, helpless look on the face of "little boy," realizing his regurgitations of the radical crap intubated by his radical professors at the American University are going nowhere with this tough old broad, is priceless. She's obviously in her element, loving every minute of it and her "Nu Yawk" accent makes it all the more special, as does the cross around her neck.

I hope this one goes viral.

Thursday, June 25, 2020

When an Unstoppable Force Meets an Immovable Object . . .

Pass the popcorn.

Planned Parenthood Employees Admit Abortion Business is “Steeped in White Supremacy”

Thanks to WJT.

Just Deserts.

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From Fox News:

A progressive Minneapolis neighborhood that pledged not to call the police in the wake of the death of George Floyd is now dealing with a 300-strong homeless encampment in a local park, according to reports.

Traffic has reportedly increased in the neighborhood around Powderhorn Park, as drug dealers seek to meet their clientele displaced during the civil unrest, rioting and looting following Floyd’s death at the end of May. At least one person overdosed inside the park and was brought out by an ambulance. Prostitution has also been reported in the area.

Residents though have agreed to “check their privilege” and “protect people of color” by not involving law enforcement to report instances of property damage, according to the New York Times.

Gosh, with all that mayhem, you think the neighborhood residents might change their tune? Not a chance. Not this one:

"I’m not being judgmental,” Carrie Nightshade, 44, told the Times, explaining she no longer allows her children, 12 and 9, to play in the park by themselves. “It’s not personal. It’s just not safe."

Nor this one:

Another resident, Mitchell Erickson, said he regretted calling 911 when two black teenagers cornered him a block away from his home, held a gun to his chest and demanded his car keys. Erickson said he mistakenly handed over his house keys, and the frustrated teens left him only to steal another car a few blocks away.

“Been thinking more about it,” Erickson said in a text message to a reporter. “I regret calling the police. It was my instinct but I wish it hadn’t been. I put those boys [sic] in danger of death by calling the cops.”

Nor, apparently, the rest of the neighborhood and local officials are with them all the way.

Residents in the neighborhood historically known for its far-left politics and activism intervened last week when park police gave campers 72 hours to dismantle their tents and leave. The Minneapolis Park and Recreation Board has since passed a resolution not to evict people from any city park and has called for increased funding for longer-term housing for campers, according to the Star Tribune.

And social workers. Got to have social workers lest there be an outbreak of violent crime.

An old saw claims a conservative is a liberal who's been mugged. There's truth to that, but it presumes of course the unfortunate muggee possesses at a least a minimum capability of empirical reasoning. These Minneapolitans seem to have none, thus are condemned to be victimized over and over again until they're lowered in the grave, possibly assisted in that by a member of the same criminal class for whom they profess such sympathy. You have to wonder does this virtue signalling of theirs release such powerful endorphins that the euphoria completely inhibits the awful pain of continual victimhood? 

More puzzling is many if not most of these hapless souls are descendants of a generation not too far back that managed to crush Hitler's Germany and Hirohito's Japan. What a tragedy, and what an outrage.

Thursday, June 04, 2020

The Lengths We go to Avoid Practicing, or: Straining at a Gnat.

Dear [music dealer],

I was about to make my first purchase from you of a volume of Durufle organ works, as your price was seemingly competitive and I like to patronize traditional retailers whenever possible.

Unfortunately, when I got to the check-out page, in addition to the shipping charge (which was reasonable) there was an additional one-dollar charge for "handling." Isn't "handling" part of the shipping process? Is it possible to have an item shipped without "handling" and if not, wouldn't it be more ethical to include it in the shipping charge?

In any event, that small one-dollar charge irked me enough to buy the book on Amazon instead. My reason for writing is to give you a "heads-up" that slipping in extra fees, no matter how small, appears underhanded and you will lose customers over them, as you have lost me. I urge you to quit the practice. 

[The Bovina Bloviator] 

Wednesday, June 03, 2020

It Was a Helluva Town.

Watching New York City, the city of my ancestors back to when the lingua franca was Dutch, burn (again) is heartbreaking. Making it worse are the two incompetent clowns, the Mayor and the Governor, making fools of themselves constantly bickering with one another as mobs destroy everything in sight. Worse still, far worse, if those two buffoons, their malfeasance not withstanding, were to run for re-election, they would both win by huge margins, as they have in the past. You see, both have Ds after their names and both slavishly hew to the received body politic of the ruling class, for which nothing else matters. 

Since New York's voters then are ultimately responsible for the two horrors, de Blasio and Cuomo, letting the City go to ruin while they shoot spitballs at each other, I cannot imagine myself ever wanting to return, even for a short visit. To be among a citizenry that permitted the despoiling of the city I loved and lived in for so many years is simply more than I could bear.

Monday, June 01, 2020

Note to the Media.

Has there ever been a "protest"-turned-violent that didn't begin "peacefully?" Maybe it's time to retire this tendentious, deceitful and overused trope; you're not fooling anyone anymore. Give it a rest.

Sunday, May 31, 2020

Then and Now.


The New York Post reports today St. Patrick's Cathedral was graffiti-bombed with various semi-literate spray painted scrawlings by loser anarchists concerning the murder by a truly dumb cop of a two-bit counterfeiter over a thousand miles away.

Just for fun, let's imagine this vandalizing of the Cathedral took place during the reign of say, Francis Cardinal Spellman (though if you're of a more historical bent, substitute Cardinal "Dagger John" Hughes instead). I propose, upon being informed of this pathetic cowardly act, Spellman would have sallied forth with brush and pail and scrubbed the crudities off the Cathedral walls himself, likely in the presence of the invited press. Possibly at the same time, a phone call would have been made to the police commissioner and, in short order, offenders rounded up (there were plenty of anarchists in Spellman's time) and with the assistance perhaps of a famous NYPD "tune-up," confessions quickly wrought. 

That would be then. Now, hours after the event, when a Post reporter contacted the Archdiocese's chief functionary hack Joseph Zwilling for some sort of reaction concerning this disgrace, Mr. Zwilling boldly went out on a limb to inform the reporter he was "unaware of the crime."

Happily though, your Bloviator's extensive network of sources reports Cardinal Dolan is aware of the crime and will soon be releasing a statement containing what's claimed to be his sternest apology yet to the perpetrators of this offense.

Saturday, May 30, 2020

Headlines that Beggar Belief.

From Fox News:

"Minn. mayor gives masks to crowding rioters after warning in-person worship would be 'public health disaster'"

The editors of the Babylon Bee would have spiked this; good satire should have at least a minimal degree of believability.

Next: free distribution of work gloves to "protesters" [sic] so they don't cut themselves smashing shop windows.

Friday, May 22, 2020

Wisdom from the Mouths of Babes

Gaffe-O-Mat Joe unwittingly speaks the truth.

Which brings to mind this classic from way back, when Howard Stern was still funny (yes, that far back).  

UPDATE:Joltin' Joe knocks another one out of the park (unfortunately, it's on the wrong side of the foul pole).  

 Thanks to For What it's Worth.

Saturday, April 25, 2020

Utilitarianism Rears its Ugly Head in New York.

Decreasing the surplus population.

New York refused to send nursing home’s COVID-19 patients to nearly empty USNS Comfort
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New York health officials were warned in writing that a Brooklyn nursing home where 55 patients have died of coronavirus was overwhelmed — weeks before it began topping the state’s official list of resident COVID-19 deaths, damning emails show.
Cobble Hill Health Center CEO Donny Tuchman sent a desperate email to state Health Department officials on April 9, asking if there was “a way for us to send our suspected covid patients” to the hospital built inside the Javits Convention Center or the US Naval hospital ship Comfort — the under-utilized federal medical facilities on Manhattan’s West Side.
“We don’t have the ability to cohort right now based on staffing and we really want to protect our other patients,” Tuchman wrote in a chain of the emails reviewed by The Post.
He was denied.

Friday, April 24, 2020

Science Fiction

A liberal friend of mine back east suggested I was "anti-science" because of my skepticism the drastic, economy-crushing shutdowns in the densely populated NYC metropolitan area, owing to the corona virus, were equally required in remote, thinly-settled areas like the one I live in now. Mind you, I hadn't claimed restrictions were unneeded, only that they might be open to question. No dice: even questioning them makes you anti-science (a charge that seems to be gaining as an alternative undefendable term of opprobrium to long-favored "racism," whose currency has been so watered down lately as to render its worth to that of the German papiermark of 1923).

Ah well, this is all to be expected from those whose primary news source is CNN, where not only is science settled, never to be questioned (which may have come as news to Albert Einstein regarding Newtonian physics), but also where anti-science knuckle-draggers are regularly exposed and attacked by their on-air talent. Over time one learns to shrug off such allegations and simply change the subject.

And doing so, and speaking of CNN, Christina Cuomo is the wife of Chris Cuomo, aka "Fredo;" Fredo is not only highly qualified to be brother of New York's Governor Andrew Cuomo, but also is an ace reporter-commentator on CNN, the aforementioned qualifications no doubt assisting him in earning such a prestigious position. The unfortunate Mrs. Cuomo recently announced she had tested positive for the corona virus and had self-quarantined herself in the basement of their spread in Southhampton, one of the playgrounds for the rich on the South Fork of Long Island, NY. She thus follows the example of her husband, who himself had a tussle with the virus and also self-quarantined himself downstairs, broadcasting regular reports about his troubles on CNN. He did once take a well-deserved break, going outdoors to learn the little people some respect for his personage.The demure Mrs. Cuomo has generously also made public not only her ordeal, but the excruciating regimen she's suffering in the treatment of it. Stephen Green, on the staff of the Intaspundit, has kindly posted highlights of her account, which I now appropriate in the name of the people.
Just as my husband, Chris, began to finally kick this, I was stricken with the coronavirus. I spent a week in isolation battling COVID-19. Here’s what I learned—and what I did to push it out over the week.
On Tuesday and Wednesday, when my sinus congestion was painful, I enlisted Dr. Roxanna Namavar from Pretty Healthy NYC, who also does vitamin drips at home in the Hamptons. She shows up in her full hazmat outfit and 3M mask. I got magnesium, NAC (a precursor to glutathione, said to be very helpful against COVID-19), vitamin C with lysine, proline, and B complex, folic acid, zinc, selenium, glutathione and caffeine (to combat the headache).
Both days, I added ½ cup of Clorox to my bathwater to combat the radiation and metals in my system and oxygenate it.I used a “body charger,” which energy specialist Randy Oppitz suggested I borrow from a friend. It sent electrical frequencies through my body to oxygenate my blood and stimulate the healthy production of blood cells to fortify my immune system. It also rebalanced my energy, which was gravely off from the stress of caregiving, catching the virus, fearing my kids would get it, etc. The key to healing the human body is directly related to the body’s ability to allow energy to flow through it. “I discovered in my 40-year career as a personal energy specialist that every person I ever worked with has blocked energies. The Body Charger is a device that transfers energy, breaks up, and pulls out the low frequency while replacing with a higher rate,” Oppitz told me.
Stop that smirking. The science is settled!



Wednesday, April 22, 2020

Onward, Christian Soldiers, Marching as to War . . .

With the cross of Jesus,
Left behind the door!

The following was tossed over the transom this morning and appears to be a communique issued by the Vicar General of the Archdiocese of New York to his charges.

Pastors are reminded that it is not within their discretion to invite parishioners to join them for live-streamed prayers, processions, adoration of the Blessed Sacrament or Masses. Holding church services, inside or outside of buildings or in cars in the midst of the pandemic is irresponsible. Given Dr. Anthony Fauci’s sensible advice that physical distancing is the most important tool to stop the spread of the coronavirus, the limitations imposed upon us must be adhered to.
It is a serious reality of life and death. We just can’t put our vulnerable parishioners or ourselves in danger. That’s why home and hospital visits present a problem. Health and safety come first. As such, only the resident clergy may be present for any live-streamed event. Deacons and lay ministers should shelter at home with their families like all of us must do.We are all trying to learn something through all this. Good religion goes best with common sense.

Oh, my, where to begin; there's so much to deplore here. Being the lazy sort, however, suffice it to say our ecclesial hierarchy have, at last, relegated the sacraments to "non-essential activities," sort of like pilates, yoga or CrossFit classes, but with far lesser consequences should you miss them. ("But do come to mass if it's convenient and you feel safe; don't forget the Cardinal's Appeal!")

Two of the most egregious lines should be singled out: "Health and safety first," and "Good religion goes best with common sense." Leaving aside their bromidic character, which is surely in keeping with the plodding diocese bureaucrat who wrote them, I'll refer the good general (as I'm a former Episcopalian I'm sure he'll appreciate the ecumenism to the multitude of Anglo-Catholic priests in 19th century England who gave up their lives administering last rites to dying cholera victims in the slums of Leeds and elsewhere. Their latitudinarian and low church betters stayed home of course, safe in their rectories and palaces. They surely would have approved the Vicar General's counsel and he in turn would have approved their good Catholic-like obedience.

I am indebted to Inigo Hicks and Augustine back east, both of whom have no idea I'm cribbing from them again.

Sunday, April 19, 2020

The Awful Mayor De Blasio

New York's Mayor De Blasio has announced via Twitter a convenient way to rat on your neighbor if he's not obeying "social distancing" dictates. Simply take some photos of the counter-revolutionary in flagrante delecto and text them to hizzonor at 311-692. Happily, the proposal has been soundly rejected (or "ratioed," to use current parlance) by the citizenry of New York. Sadly, the rejection will have no effect on the mayor. De Blasio is the most incompetent, stupid and thieving major since the days of Boss Tweed, Tammany and George Washington Plunkett. Yet despite a horrendous first term, with one disaster following another, poll numbers in the cellar and scathing letters in the New York Times by their liberal readership raking him over the coals, he easily won re-election, despite an able female Republican opponent, and used that victory as a springboard for his hapless presidential campaign.

In New York (and most other Democrat cities and states), the only requirements these days for holding public office are not having an "R" after your name, the ability to mindlessly declaim hard-left platitudes and non-stop inveighing against anyone even slightly to your political right. The days when Democrat New Yorkers would hold their noses and vote for a Giuliani or even a Bloomberg are long past.

Saturday, April 18, 2020

A Rose by Any Other Name?

I was searching for recordings of Couperin's Mass for the Convents. As I typed it into Amazon Music's search window, autofill helpfully suggested "mass for the coronavirus."

Wednesday, October 09, 2013

A Suggestion to His Eminence Cardinal Dolan that Will Not be Taken

Terence Cardinal Dolan, in his pastoral letter "Making All Things New," asks: "[H]ow can we strengthen our parish life, and help more Catholic people grow in their faith?" His Eminence's answer? By closing schools and churches, selling the buildings and using the proceeds to endow "new projects like the Sheen Center, the Gianna Center for Women’s Health, and FOCUS, a university apostolate." Oh yes, he'll also endow a fund for Catholic schools but doesn't tell us what percentage of the booty it will get. "We have too many parishes!" quoth the cardinal.

Not having much knowledge of the above-mentioned projects I cannot vouchsafe their efficacy but they appear to be worthy organizations (though I note the Sheen Center, which consists of "two state of the art theater spaces, four studios, and an art gallery" is located at 18 Bleecker Street in the heart of lower Manhattan, where his Eminence especially complains there are too many parishes. Maybe Catholics who don't go to mass down there will instead go to play and gallery openings at the Center). Still and all though, I wonder, rather than create a hit list of churches and schools to be liquidated, the cardinal might consider offering these expensive claims on the diocesan fisc that make him so unhappy to traditional religious orders (the only ones that seem to be enjoying solid growth these days), theirs for the taking if they'll only take them of his episcopal hands.

Here are two reasons the cardinal will not consider my excellent (if I say so myself) suggestion. One, he would be deprived the considerable funds obtained selling church properties and great fun showering new-found largess on pet "projects." Two, and much more unattractive I'm sure, the real possibility traditional religious taking over a dying church might do something way over the top like offer traditional liturgy (N.O. or even worse, T.L.M!), decent music and other such horrors that scare the bejesus out of the cardinal and with-it, up-to-date post-Conciliar fossils who run the archdiocese. "Sure," they'll say, "reactionaries (so what if they're young!) will flock to traditional Latin masses in Chinatown and the Lower East Side and church attendance will rise, but those people will go to mass anywhere, no matter how crappy it is; they seem to have the weird notion they have to. We don't have to do anything for them.

Now this is how to strengthen parish life.