
				 
				 
				“the Amazonian Breast”
 
				Francis, apparently, isn’t the Only Weasel in the Amazon
 
				
				
 
				
				
				Yes — 
				an Amazonian woman breast-feeding 
				a weasel ... while inattentive to her own child. The analogy 
				could not be more apposite ... or more clear.
				If 
				not entirely “the Amazonian Face,” this photograph standing 
				in front of the Church of Santa Maria in Traspontina  
				in Rome — and within it — may be very appropriately called the 
				Poster-Weasel of the Amazon Synod. This is not merely the depiction 
				of a woman in an incomprehensibly primitive and behaviorally regressive 
				society — for women, by and large, in any culture, any civilization, 
				any minimally-construed society do not breast-feed wildlife, let 
				alone large rodents.  It is an analogy for Francis as the 
				proto-naturalist of the papacy for whom God is an aside to nature.
				
				Nature — not God 
				— is our teacher and the enchiridion of all things moral. We 
				must delve into nature in its myriad facets as a sorcerer 
				delves into alchemy, seeking to extract a wisdom wiser than God, 
				a narrative closer to man than his Creator. It is perhaps possible 
				(Photoshop aside) that such things happen and are considered as 
				normal as copulating with an animal. In the dark corners of the 
				world and the most perverse recesses of the human psyche such things
				possibly happen. But, thankfully, they are not normative, 
				let alone paradigmatic. We recoil in disgust from this image.
				This is the 
				result of Francis’s pathological obsession with nature-in-any-form-or-state-other-than-recognizably-human;
				an obsession that is integral to an ideology which 
				cannot be reconciled with any coherent concept of civilization 
				— an epithet in Francis’s lexicon — let alone Catholicism 
				(even if it is nominally somewhere in his job-description).  
				It is the exaltation of nature (The Amazonian Face 
				— or Breast, as the case may be) to the exclusion of grace, and 
				quite possibly sanity. It is the child — not the weasel — 
				that belongs on his mother's breast, deserves her attention, needs 
				her nourishment — but she is as careless of the child entrusted 
				to her as Francis is of Catholics entrusted to him.
				The poster above is 
				the emblematic reductio ad absurdam of Francis’s pontificate 
				— a pontificate that must be understood as the ineluctable Post-Catholicism 
				of the Post-Conciliar (Vatican II) Church: a descent into 
				madness. The abjuration of God and the capitulation to the World 
				seldom ends in anything less than madness — except (and much to 
				the point) in eschatological terms, where the result is something 
				far worse and lasting. 
 
				Editor
Boston Catholic Journal
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