Don’t Worry, No One Goes To Hell

This past Sunday, November 2, on the “Commemoration of the Faithful Departed” (Novus Ordo), Pope Leo XIV’s remarks once again presented a sad reflection of the crisis that has engulfed the post-conciliar Church — a syrupy meditation masquerading as Christian hope, yet drained of the supernatural vigor, doctrinal precision, and moral seriousness that once marked Catholic preaching.
It was also a master class in how to proclaim universal salvation, without actually using the term.
As I sit here writing, I can’t shake the nagging feeling that I could save myself time and effort by composing a single article to cover all his future homilies, remarks, and comments with one line:
And when it comes to the dangerous garbage department, Sunday was no exception. It was yet another prime example of the sentimental pseudo-religion that has replaced the faith of our fathers. As my better half angrily remarked when I read it to her, “It sounds like he feeds a bunch of buzzwords into AI and just …