Everyone was saying that we should avoid talking about the suppression of this group of exorcists, that it was horrible gossip, and that it would endanger the careers of Fr. Ripperger and the priests of the Doloran Fathers.
At first, I said nothing about the matter. I was never told by Fr. Ripperger or any authority to keep quiet. I'd even written to Fr. Ripperger, himself. Even after telling him that I was the one who broke the story, there was no reply. His fans screamed that I should just keep quiet, and various bloggers and Catholic news agencies retracted their news stories.
Time passed. It was said that Fr. Ripperger needed time to find a new home, and that once things had simmered down, it would be okay to talk about this incident. We'd get some kind of a green light, or something.
That time never came. It never would. It was hoped that the repression of the Doloran Fathers in Tulsa would just go away, happily forgotten as the rest of the world moved on.
Knowing that there would never be a "green light" of any kind, I re-released the post on my blog. This story would otherwise have been subdued indefinitely.
It is not our job to protect the careers of priests.
It is not our job to stand by and pretend that there is nothing wrong, hoping that perhaps they can work their way into new, comfortable employment. I will happily help a priest stand up for truth, and help give a priest cover fire in the public square if he is getting hammered publicly by one party or another.
However, being quiet and subdued got us into this post-Vatican II mess in the first place. For decade after decade, priests and laity have pretended that there has been nothing wrong with the Catholic Church. They do this in order to preserve the remaining integrity of the Church’s institution--all the while, it's being eaten away right in front of them.
This apathy, this neglect--for the sake of careerism--is one of the primary factors responsible for putting us into the situation we are in today.
It is not the job of the sheep to look after the shepherd. Even if the sheep want to protect the shepherd, they are not equipped to do so.
No matter how wild or long-horned a feral sheep becomes, it isn't suddenly a guard dog that can protect a shepherd. Wild feral sheep do not protect shepherds. Yet, there are endless ways that a shepherd is able to protect sheep. This is how we are designed. We require leadership.
The Church hierarchy serves as our shepherd. We laity are the sheep flock. Our priests are given the earthly and supernatural tools to tend to our needs. Priests, also, are risk takers. They sometimes will put their life on the line--or sacrifice it altogether--for the sake of God and His cause. Such people are known as martyrs. And God bless them for that.
Priests do this because they hear the call of God. They go on a mission. They devote their entire life to it. Their priesthood is not a side gig or a weekend project.
We laity, with our ho-hum lives, perpetuate society with our careers, child rearing, and educational efforts. We are not distinguished. Priests are. We are lower in the vocational hierarchy. We do not have special God-given authority. It is priests who are distinguished for the special things that they do and the risks that they take in our fallen sinful world.
So, if a priest rides a Pope Benedict XVI wave of false security, and he carries on in a diocesan structure that would ultimately cannibalize him for his Traditionalist leanings, what did he expect? What can any priest expect--particularly with a pope like Pope Francis, who only just this week carried on about shit-eating sexual deviants? Would it be wrong to say he has a perverse mind?
Various instances occur, in which Bishop Emeritus Slattery will appear in a service, or there will even be a sudden unannounced visit by Cardinal Burke. These men are pillars of the Traditional Catholic world. Yet, by the time we hear about them, they're already gone. Could this be intentional? Okie Traditionalist seems to think the local diocese is minimizing the footprint of Traditionalism in this diocese.
Listen, if you will, to this podcast of Bishop Konderla. "Howdy!" he begins his homily, over there in Collinsville. His words linger on and on in perfect meaningless Novus Ordo style, nebulous and irrelevant--ho hum and banal--and it's as though he's not speaking to a congregation but to children. Towards the end of the homily, he throws in a sentence about supporting illegal immigrants, and I can imagine him pacing back and forth on the
It is as though Bishop Konderla is imitating Pope Francis by purposefully remaining aloof, hidden, and unclear about his intentions. And yet, as it is with Pope Francis, we can see the character of this bishop through the lens of how he leads the diocese. For, in another example, we can read about how one particular man was left with going to the last remaining exorcist in Tulsa, only to be blown off. And sadly, it's only after the incident is reported on a blog two months later that the exorcist gets back to him.
This is what we have now, and yet, some people say he's great and that he's a living saint. Why? Because he takes selfies and rides a bicycle?