The Paris Olympics Go To Hell
The Queer Showrunner For Opening Ceremonies Makes Minas Morgul On The Seine
A screenshot from a tableau at the Opening Ceremonies last night, in which drag queens mocked the Last Supper.
To make sure you get the reference:
Director of the opening ceremonies was the gay French theatrical director Thomas Jolly, who told British Vogue:
… there is “room for everyone in Paris. Maybe it’s a little chaotic, it’s true, but that allows everyone to find a place for themselves.” The opening ceremony will be a success, Jolly says, “if everyone feels represented in it.”
Right, except for Christians, whose most sacred moments must be mocked for the sake of queer inclusion. The great young Catholic politician Marion Maréchal tweeted:
Here is another shocking image from the opening ceremony, using the decapitation of Marie Antoinette to illustrate “the quest for liberty”. She stands in a window of the Conciergerie, a revolutionary-era prison where she was held for a time before being guillotined:
Watch this clip. In it, the severed head chants, “All will be well” before a heavy metal band, Gojira, begins to play:
They played a metal version of “Ça Ira” — “all will be well” — an anthem of the French Revolution. Marie Antoinette is said to have played the melody of the song in better days, before it became the setting for lyrics celebrating the Revolution. How sinister it was to feature the severed head of Marie Antoinette singing this song, from a window of the prison where the Revolutionaries held her before her execution.
This is all satanic. You know that, right? Straight-up satanic. Remember how you read in this space two weeks ago about a conversation I had in Paris with a young man whose former girlfriend is a Paris artist, and through whom he got drawn into the Paris art scene. He told me that it is deeply and widely occult. If memory serves, the darkness he witnessed caused him to break up with his girlfriend and turn to Catholicism.
I believed him then, because I’ve heard similar stories from highly placed people. But now, seeing what Paris’s artistic elite — led by the self-described queer director, Jolly — came up with to showcase the country to the world in the Olympics opening ceremony, I’m sure it’s true.
Maréchal might be right to say that this is not “France” speaking, but rather left-wing provocateurs. But what will the response of France be? Prediction: nothing. If the Paris elites had chosen to mock Islam in a similar way, Paris would be burning now. They know that. We all know that. They also know that Christians will not respond at all. Eight years to the day earlier, on July 26, 2016, Father Jacques Hamel, an elderly French priest, was martyred by two Islamists in his Normandy parish. They slit his throat.
All over France today, arsonists are burning down churches. Mosques are going up in France at the same rate that churches are coming down. And yet, the contemptible elites who rule France stage this kind of blasphemous spectacle, attacking the ancestral faith of France, and what Christians still remain there.
God will not be mocked. He will give the Paris Olympics committee that approved this disgusting blasphemy what they demand, and deserve.
Be aware, readers, that this is the kind of “dark enchantment” I write about in my forthcoming book Living In Wonder. This is NOT merely about shocking the bourgeois, which is what the nervous normies want to believe. There is serious evil in this spectacle. The darkly enchanted know this well; you should too.
This is an excerpt from a chapter in Living In Wonder in which I interview a man I call “Jonah,” who was deeply into the occult for years, before he escaped to become Christian:
During his years as an occultist, Jonah and his co-religionists never viewed Christian churches as meaningful opponents. They were all convinced that what they were seeing and living was going to be the fate of all humanity, eventually.
“Ecumenism and emphasis on spiritual experience would consume all religions and slowly acclimate everyone to more blatant emphases on magic, entity contact, and the divinization of the human,” he says. “Probably almost no one, aside from me and like-minded occultists, had the stomach to witness the devilish, sinister appearance of the human being dissolved into nonhuman natural and technological intelligences. But that was fine—the point was that most humanity would sleepwalk into their fate.”
Perhaps the most important ally they had on their side was pop culture. “Countless films, television shows, songs, and books provide implicit versions of our worldview, or at least planted a seed that would make people an easier mark for manipulation,” he says. “We felt like we were winning.
“The Christian churches didn’t feel like a threat,” Jonah emphasizes. “They had no idea of the countless ways the whole world was primed to destroy their defenses and melt them into the demonic religion of the twin principles of superhumanism and anti-humanism. While I was in the active service of demons, I maintained friendships with conservative Christian friends. Not one of them told me that they sensed something spiritually amiss about me.”
Perhaps the most important ally they had on their side was pop culture. What happened last night in Paris, broadcast around the world, matters.
Also in the book, I tell the story of “Nathan,” a New York friend whose wife suffered through years of possession before finally being delivered. As we walked through the streets of Manhattan, I asked Nathan — who was an ordinary Catholic before this ordeal struck — how it had changed him. He told me that as he moves through the city going about everyday business, he now knows unseen warfare rages everywhere.
Yes. Sometimes that battle becomes explicit, as in Paris last night. One more passage from Living In Wonder, from an interview I did in Rome with an exorcist I call “Don Cipriano”:
Don Cipriano says that when he walks the streets of Rome, he prays deliverance prayers constantly, because, like my friend Nathan in New York, he knows that all around him a great spiritual battle is underway. And he also knows that contemporary Christians, both ordained and laity, have become insensitive to this stark reality.
“I read a lot of Tolkien as a teenager,” he says. “The church is a little bit like the kingdom of Gondor. There were watchtowers on the borders of Mordor. We got sloppy. People slept. Evil things crept back. And then suddenly, one night, they came and took the watchtower Minas Ithil and turned it into Minas Morgul.”
Paris is occupied by the enemy. But Paris — the Paris of St. Geneviève, the fifth-century abbess and patroness of the city whose relics the revolutionary mob seized and burned — is worth a fight.
But it’s war, both spiritual and cultural. You need to understand this. One more quote from Living In Wonder. From Jonah, who is now an Orthodox Christian:
He considers his normie American evangelical upbringing to have been “deeply tragic, considering how unequipped the authority figures in my life were to shield me from the increasingly demonic spiritual and intellectual paths to which I became enslaved.
“Plenty of these authority figures recognized the reality of the demonic but they brought a knife to a gun fight in their attempt to stave off such influences,” he says. “Some had simply no answers, or wholly unsatisfying ones, for my myriad youthful theological curiosities. Theology as presented within the evangelical world all seemed so arbitrary. Mostly, it was emotional experiences of worship that were cast as the foundation of the faith. So, when those dried up for me, my conservative faith seemed untenable.”
He’s speaking of Evangelicalism because that’s what he knows from his youth. But the same thing could be said of other churches — Catholic, Orthodox, all. The Enemy knows what time it is. Why don’t we?
I just received this text from a Parisian friend with whom I shared an advance copy of "Living In Wonder":
<<Rod, I have almost finished reading your extraordinary book and had your book in mind during the entire Olympic opening ceremony. You are providing us with a brilliant explanation to what is happening in front of our sad eyes.>>
I am in France at the moment. I watched the ceremony on the TV in a bar.
Usually I love the opening ceremony. Seeing the competitors march in, from all corners of the globe, at the proudest moment of their lives always makes me tearful.
But that spectacle last night was an abomination. It was like a 2 hour gay pride parade. The pale horse from Revelation turning up was an added bonus.