Author Topic: Truth is Stranger than Fiction (Read 590 times)

Matthew · « **on:** January 03, 2014, 02:29:59 PM »

Anyone older than 20 could probably list several cases of this.

But in the Traditional Catholic world, it's especially true!

Let's say the Crisis didn't exist (Vatican II never happened, let's say. Let's say all the modernists were persecuted and killed by some over-zealous Catholic monarchy in 1920! *grin*), and I wrote a work of fiction that described a great ecuмenical council that totally changed the Catholic Church -- basically described the Crisis we're in today.

And further, let's say I included all the same minute details -- Abp. Thuc, Abp. Lefebvre, all the various groups, the Dimond Brothers, Pope Michael, etc.

And let's say one of my characters was a staunch sedevacantist yet a fervent follower of John Paul II's "Divine Mercy" devotion.

Altogether, the story would be so outlandish, all publishers would throw the script back in my face:

"You can't just make stuff up, man!"
"It's just not very believable."
"This doesn't make any sense!"
"I'll grant that you are a creative one, but..."

and other similar reactions.

And yet... that's what we all call "Reality" today. Amazing.

OHCA · « **Reply #1 on:** January 03, 2014, 04:45:41 PM »

Would you call such a character TCat or Soulguard?

Thorn · « **Reply #2 on:** January 03, 2014, 09:49:03 PM »

Sounds like Sede Catholic.

stbrighidswell · « **Reply #3 on:** January 04, 2014, 02:10:18 AM »

My mother and father live this reality every day. They lived through the times when our country was a Catholic country. People everywhere stopped to say the Angelus no matter where they were. Churches were packed. My mother trained as a nurse by the nuns and practiced her faith on and off the wards. My father was a policeman and he was allowed his hour off to go to mass when on duty. The schools were perfectly Catholic, the day started with prayer and ended in prayer. Your friends and neighbours were publicly Catholic. You could call to any house in the evening and the Rosary was being said, you just joined in.
For them to see what has changed and what people are like now is like a bad horror film. After 30 years here of change she still gasps in horror at the level of apathy from her generation and ours towards our faith and she cannot understand how people are not concerned where their souls are going.

Capt McQuigg · « **Reply #4 on:** January 04, 2014, 08:35:18 PM »

Quote from: stbrighidswell

My mother and father live this reality every day. They lived through the times when our country was a Catholic country. People everywhere stopped to say the Angelus no matter where they were. Churches were packed. My mother trained as a nurse by the nuns and practiced her faith on and off the wards. My father was a policeman and he was allowed his hour off to go to mass when on duty. The schools were perfectly Catholic, the day started with prayer and ended in prayer. Your friends and neighbours were publicly Catholic. You could call to any house in the evening and the Rosary was being said, you just joined in.
For them to see what has changed and what people are like now is like a bad horror film. After 30 years here of change she still gasps in horror at the level of apathy from her generation and ours towards our faith and she cannot understand how people are not concerned where their souls are going.

Ireland, right?