The Society of You-Know-Who?

Imagine a religious order named after our Lord Jesus Christ being ashamed to say "Merry Christmas." 

Imagine this order within Roman Catholicism blandly and cowardly referring to Christmas, the incarnation of our Blessed Lord, as merely a celebration of "connection and togetherness" and that we should use this time to "reflect on the power of coming together" (without ever mentioning Christ).  Imagine a popular and well-respected member of this order scandalizing the faithful by openly calling for the recognition of same-sex "marriage" in open rebellion against canon law and the Holy Scriptures.  Imagine hundreds of members of this order being discovered to be sexual deviants and pederasts, with hundreds more covering for them for decades.  Imagine a university run by this order including a line immediately under a person's email signature line to indicate one's preferred "Pronouns." 

Imagine the chaos in the Roman Catholic Church if a member of this order ever became pope.

Well, we don't have to imagine.

Maybe this order should change its motto from AMDG (Ad Majorem Dei Gloriam - for the greater glory of God) to RBL in honor of Churchill's apocryphal quip about the Royal Navy.

Clearly this order, the Jesuits, that is, the Society of Jesus (S.J.) is ashamed of Jesus.  And I surmise that Jesus is terribly ashamed of them too.  Maybe they could use a new name for their (dis)order, maybe something with the initials S.S.

I used to respect the Jesuits as scholars.  But now I think they are intellectual and spiritual frauds: just a bunch of sad, pathetic, dirty old lechers looking for young men to take advantage of.  They make me sick.  They are unworthy of the name that is above every name.

I have a class ring from Walsh Jesuit High School.  I don't think I ever want to wear it again.