Travel Woes… Again

RobertBy the time you read this, I will be home in Oregon. Had I posted the blog I was originally writing, it would have been a very bad note to end my Wabash blogging experience on (unless I decide to do this freelance).

The day started off fine. I put the last of my stuff in storage, watched a couple episodes of Fullmetal Alchemist (which is pretty cool, but not as cool as Avatar) and then got to the airport nice and early. I helped myself to a burger at Champp’s (not fine dining, but not a bad place for lunch) and then made my way to the gate.

That’s when things started to go wrong. Our flight was delayed by about an hour, and as I had a connection to make out of Denver that is a very bad thing for me. So I started panicking, and dreading the possibility of spending a night in Denver (I’ve got relatives there, but it still feels like I’ve fallen short), and I think I might have gone through the five stages of grief while waiting… or maybe I’m just exaggerating due to lack of sleep. Whatever.

But then, a light in the darkness appeared; the people at the front desk said that the flight to Portland would be held so people making a connection could get on. With that weight lifted off my shoulders, I was a much more cheery and personable person, and chatted up a few of the other passengers who were going through the same plight as me (some with less success).

This also marks the first time I have ever seen someone really flip out at the people at the desk. So, this couple was going to be on the flight to Denver, but due to the delays they decided to reroute their plans. There was a snafu and they would have gotten separated, and by the time they tried to get it changed the airline (Frontier, by the way) had closed everything down. The guy did not take this very well, and after some shouting he and his wife stormed off. It was both amusing and terrifying at the same time… kind of like a car crash.

Anyway, I got onto the flight to Denver, and to my further luck The LEGO Movie was one of the options for in-flight entertainment. So…

Everything is Awesome! /Everything is cool when you’re part of the team! / Everything is Awesome! / When you’re living your dreams!

During the movie, our plane happened to pass over a thunderstorm. I consider myself a religious person, and seeing a thunderstorm in general is enough to put the fear of God in you. Seeing it from above is a whole different level of awe-inspiring, and I could not help but feel that if God wanted, He could have struck us down with ease.

But God is on our side, and we can’t lose because we are very pretty.

And I think He was on my side. When we landed, I had less than five or so minutes to run down to my next plane. When I got there I was out of breath, my heart was beating really fast, and I couldn’t feel my legs. To top it off, I got stuck next to a 13 month old baby, although by the time I wrote this he seemed very peaceful. Go him.

And my nemesis the tray table strikes again. Frontier does have tray tables that slide out, but they don’t slide out enough and the actual tray is small (I can’t tell if it’s Delta small, but it’s still pretty darn small). My computer has no traction, so as I write this I have to work to make sure that it doesn’t slide around too much (no small task as we hit a bad batch of turbulence when I wrote this).

I shouldn’t complain about tray tables or turbulence or delays (or even babies for that matter). I’m going home, and I’ll be able to sleep in my own bed for the next three months. I’ve still got some work to do in general, but for now I don’t have to worry about the pressures of Wabash. I have to say that I look forward to having less pressure placed upon me. I need it, and I think all the students and faculty at Wabash need it.

So for real this time, this is my last blog post. Thank you for listening to my rants, and I thank Wabash for the opportunity to express these rants.


RobertI wanted to post this Sunday, but finals caught up with me and I had to write a few papers.

Anyway, Saturday was a great day. I’ve been a bit stressed because of some things going on in class that I won’t bore you with, so Friday night and Saturday were great for stress relieving. Friday was good because I found out that The Good, The Bad, and The Ugly is on Netflix, so that helped take my mind off things for a bit. Saturday was great because Dorkstock.

Like Dorkapalooza, Dorkstock is a larger scale event that the Dork Club participates in at the end of the year just before finals. It’s a time where we can come together and play a bunch of games to relax and not worry about finals, even if only for a few hours.

Anyway, the day began around 12. I spent a bit of time observing and eating some food before actually playing a game. Unfortunately, no one else brought 40K stuff, so my Space Marines did not get a chance to do anything last night. However, I did look to other games to pass the time, and I did play a few good games (didn’t win most of them, but that’s not the point).

Probably the game I played the most last night was Formula D. I think I mentioned this game in a previous blog post, but as a refresher Formula D is a game where you control a race car and race other people around the track. I seem to be a bit too cautious of a driver, as downshifting into lower gears always sees me get into the back of the pack (or even causes me to crash… it happened). And somehow Professor Morillo’s daughter is a god at this game, pulling so far ahead that the others can never keep up. It’s a pretty fun game, and very amusing to watch people crash (but then when isn’t it?)

I'm the car in yellow (what isn't shown is me later taking a turn too fast and crashing)

I’m the car in yellow (what isn’t shown is me later taking a turn too fast and crashing)

As the night went on, I got a chance to play another game I have been looking forward to playing for some time (some time being when we got it a few months ago). That game is Ikusa, a Risk/Axis and Allies hybrid where you command one of five warring factions in Feudal Japan. The goal is to kill off the other players’ Daimyos and conquer Japan, and you do that by building armies of samurai and peasant spearmen and gunmen, and hiring the occasional ninja to go assassinate someone. My forces were somewhat scattered across the board, but I did manage to get a nice concentration of power in the northeast. From there, I moved south and west, and on my last turn I managed to kill two Daimyos and secure a nice chunk of land. We called it quits soon after on account of some of the other guys wanting to play Diplomacy (which I highlighted in an earlier blog post) so I, Professor Morillo, his daughter, Professor Porter and one of my Brothers sat down for one last Formula D race. I came in third on account of blowing up my Brother with mind bullets (actually an engine malfunction, but mind bullets sounds cooler) and Professor Porter hitting the wreckage and crashing, and once again Morillo’s daughter swept the race.

War in Feudal Japan, so much fun! (I'm Orange; you can see my army in the northeast)

War in Feudal Japan, so much fun! (I’m Orange; you can see my army in the northeast)

Things were dying down, and as some of the others left I sat down for a small scale Star Wars RPG. Our mission was to infiltrate an Imperial base for a little sabotage, and things went well until one of the Imperials called for backup on account of there being dead bodies in the trash compactor (long story). Our group quickly got involved in a firefight with Stormtroopers and Imperial soldiers, and I managed to take out a few with only a few small wounds to worry about (although there was some cheating; due to lack of planning on behalf of one of my squadmates I got shot, a lot, and should have died had Porter not said that I was merely “stunned and ducking behind cover). By then it was bout midnight, so I decided to call it a day and go home to get some sleep.

I am incredibly thankful that Wabash has groups like the Dork Club. Without it, I probably would have been panicking with stress for the past few days, not to mention a bit more grouchy over the course of the school year due to a lack of some way for me to relieve my stress. And I’m sure this isn’t exclusive to Dork Club; there are other groups here at Wabash that can be just as effective at relieving stress, and I encourage all incoming student to get involved in something they love to do so that they can relax for a few hours and not have to worry about classes and papers.

Also, as this may very well be my last blog post of the year (I say may because the time slots are a little weird. I might give you another travel log), I want to thank you all who have read my blog and followed my Wabash journey. I might not know most of you, but I feel happy that I have had the chance to reach out to others and show them just what Wabash has to offer.

A Look Back

AudieIt’s been a long first year of college. I’ve been tested mentally, physically, and emotionally at times on this small campus. I’ve met people I can’t imagine going a summer without, and I’ve met people that things can only get better with. I’ve tasted potential I didn’t see in myself with running, and I’ve also seen just how much I am my own enemy in running. I’ve seen the brotherhood I’ve always looked for in the miles on roads with my teammates, and the long weeks with my brothers. I’ve been made to think critically of the conservative values I’ve grown up with, and change them to traditional values. Little bit opposite then how most college students become more liberal. I’ve seen the stresses of a Wabash education, athletics, and fraternity pledgeship. Similarly I have seen the fruits of many of these labors, a more educated mind, and Socratic Method of looking at life’s questions. I came here a Biology Major, and I will enter my sophomore year as a Classical Studies Major and Religion Minor. After a long year, which would take too long to entirely look back on, I only have a summer of running, work, and reading standing between myself and another semester under her scarlet banner.



RobertWell, Finals Week is upon us. Yay.

I talked about Finals Week last year just before break, so I won’t rehash my feelings about Finals and tests. I have a few papers to write, some work to compile, and a Latin Test either Monday or Thursday. Either way, I am going to be busy until next Friday.

Really, I’ve been busy a lot. I spend quite a bit of time doing homework and writing papers (and these blogs). And really, I think that has made me a more effective person. I’m not the somewhat introverted, uncertain loner type who came to Wabash last August. I am more confident and well learned, and I feel that I am more open to seeing the big picture than just being another apathetic citizen. The year did have its rough patches, but all in all I think it was a pretty good start to my Wabash career.

And, of course, I loved telling you guys about my time here. It’s nice to have a connection to the outside world, and I hope that I can continue to tell you guys about whatever happens here at Wabash.

But this isn’t goodbye; there’s still one more blog post that I have to write. My last Dork Club event of the year, and let me tell you it is going to be great.

Check in Saturday when I talk about my experiences at Dorkstock.

Concering the John Paul II and John XXIII “Canonizations”

AudieThey’re not real saints, or real Roman Catholics.

That was a blunt start.

The recent “canonizations” of the man known as John Paul II and the man known as John XXIII are both very unique cases in how they came to be “canonized” by antipope Francis this past weekend. Karol Wojtyla (JPII) and Angelo Giuseppe Roncalli (JXXIII) are known by the masses of people who abide to today’s Vatican as “reformers” who brought an end to “Catholic Militancy,” modernized the Catholic Faith, and brought the Church out of its “dark mysticism filled” past. In reality these two did more damage to the Catholic world than any other men since the previous antipopes of the 15th century.

jpiifeather Angelo Giuseppe Roncalli has serious evidence standing against him to this day that shows that the conclave that “elected” him was tampered with and illegal in 1958. Making him not a truly elected pope, similarly with the evidence of being a Freemason, which due to its ecumenical goals is forbidden by the Catholic Church and in direct opposition to the Church’s teachings.  Similarly his calling of the Second Vatican Council (Vatican II) is the most disastrous and heretical councils to ever bring its plague upon the True Catholic Church. Proceeding the 1960s new Catholic parishes were opening every year, the Jesuit seminaries saw 4000 new seminarians a year, convents were open and saw a large number of women answering religious vocations, 3/4 Catholic families attended Mass (the valid Latin Mass) every single Sunday, and 78% of all Catholic laity believed in the True Presence of the Most Blessed Sacrament of the Eucharist. Catholic schools were opening in twice their number of enrollment every year, children learned the Catechism of the Catholic Church to the detail as was taught, scandal within the Church was at a major low, their were only 400 Catholic annulments worldwide pro-1960 (by 1969 there we over 40,000 annulments in the U.S. alone). After Vatican II’s new theology was taught abortions by Catholic women rose to 30% of all abortions committed (even though Catholics make up 10% of the population at the time). Shortly after Vatican II 40,000 priests left the Church, within 12 years the number of nuns entering convents declined by 99.7%, the number of seminarians declined by 98% (the Jesuits went from 3,800 in 1958 to 30 in 2013), 1/4 of Catholic families regularly attends Mass (the invalid Novus Ordo Mass) weekly today, 33% of Catholics in the world believes the Eucharist to be Truly the Body, Blood, Soul, and Divinity of Christ and not just a symbol today, and scandal within clergy loyal to the today’s Vatican has skyrocketed today. Sidenote: pedophilia and child assault by clergy of the Catholic Church is 3x times less than the American public school system alone, and is less than that of Protestant ministers involved in child assault. Catechism is no longer directly taught to the youth, and where it is it is extremely watered-down, over 80% of nuns are the age of 70 with no new youth coming in to replace them, most priests are of the same age. While Latin Mass parishes today still see women wearing mantillas in proper dress, men in suits, large Catholic families obviously not using contraceptives or abortion, and growing numbers, Novus Ordo parishes continue to see lowering laity numbers, fewer priests and seminarians, improper dress for worship and adoration of God, and irreverence in the church. So how can a man directly in charge, leading the start of, and orchestrating something that has caused so much destruction to the Church become a saint of the Catholic Church? On top of teaching false doctrines that are not of the Faith, who was not a legally elected pope, and Freemason become a Catholic saint if he is not Catholic? Not mention how can a man who is not a pope (Francis) canonize anyone to begin with.

devil crossKarol Wojtyla covered up a number of pedophilia cases, gave political sanctuary within the Vatican to certain offenders of children and seminarians, oppressed Catholics with traditional beliefs and faith in the Tridentine (Latin) Mass, openly travelled the world and participated in religious pagan ceremonies, sat in a throne with an inverted cross on it, disgraced Assisi with ecumenical sacrilege upon its altar, was a major speaker and force at the Second Vatican Council, and wrote a number of papal papers that were heretical to the Catholic Faith. The one thing that can truly be brought to his actions as positive was the way he helped influence the fall of Communism. He also had the shortest time after death till being “canonized” a saint, which the amount of time, investigation, and “miracles” were all high questionable, too quickly “validated,” and done against Canon Law. Once again, how can someone who does not believe in the valid doctrines and dogmas of the Catholic Church be a Catholic, and furthermore how can he be a pope? Thus, how can he be made a Catholic saint?

CORANWhat is seen very quickly from these “canonizations” has almost nothing to do with the two men’s actions, but rather what is seen is a political statement. By “canonizing” Karol and Angelo antipope Francis and Modernists have “canonized” the Second Vatican Council. These two men are known for their involvement with the council and the “spirit  of the council” in the following years. By declaring them saints Modernists are trying to make religious/political propaganda that endorses Vatican II. What we find is not a ceremony done in the name of the “holiness” of these two men, but a political move made to pacify the masses of those who believe Rome to still be Catholic. This is most compelling by the lack of substantial evidence towards miracles attributed to either men, and the number of corners cut to “canonize” John Paul II so quickly.

Cum spirito tuo

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