Oh what a tangled web we weave when first we practice to deceive …

After 310 years the anti-Catholic (and technically illegal) act of settlement, which barred a British monarch from either being a Catholic or marrying one, has been amended. The British monarch can now marry a Catholic, though he or she is still not allowed to become one.

The irony, and the sick historical joke, is that the act of settlement is itself illegal because it was passed by an illegitmate revolutionary government. The true king, James II, was deposed by force by the Orwellian-named “Glorious” Revolution of 1688. The illegal and usurping government that passed the act of settlement had no contitutional right, therefore, to pass it.

And as for the Church of England, of which the usurping monarchs are titular heads, it was not founded on the rock, which is Peter, but on the adulterous loins of Henry VIII. In short, and in sum, Britain is in a right royal mess of its own meritricious making.

The saddest part of the news surrounding the amendment to the act is the flaccid and facile response of the head of the Catholic hierarchy in England. Achbishop Vincent Nichols appears to know only one commandment: thou shalt not be impolite. He has shown consistently throughout his ecclesial career that he is much more concerned with being accepted in polite (apostate) company than in teaching the Faith with courage and candour. So be it. No doubt he will have his reward.

I am reminded of the “glorious” founding of the Anglican Church, of which the “Glorious” Revolution was but one of many numerous disastrous consequences. In the wake of Henry VIII’s apostasy on behalf of the whole nation, only one English bishop had the courage to be impolite in defying the King and his cohorts. That bishop was John Fisher. He received his earthly reward in the form of his public execution for “treason”. He also received his heavenly reward, as was confirmed by his subsequent canonization.

One wonders where the souls of his contemporary bishops currently reside.

I am aware that the foregoing will be considered very impolite in my native land. I’m not expecting an invitation to have afternoon tea with Archbishop Nichols any time soon. Tea with this particular archbishop is not a reward that I particularly seek. I’m happy for the Archbishop to have tea with Tony Blair, who celebrated his reception into the Catholic Church by lecturing the Pope on how the Holy Father did not understand Catholic teaching.

One final thought …

Today is the Feast Day of St. Cuthbert Mayne, one of the Forty Martyrs of England and Wales, whose collective Feast was celebrated last Tuesday. Like St. John Fisher, Mayne was executed for his “treasonable” impoliteness, being hanged, drawn and quartered in 1577. Please God, and in spite of my Bellocian bellicosity and its purgatorial consequences, I hope to share St Cuthbert Mayne’s heavenly reward when I die. Supping ambrosial wine with the saints seems infinitely preferable to tea with the Archbishop.

Those interested in reading more about the amendment of the act of settlement, should follow this link:   http://www.catholicnewsagency.com/news/british-monarch-can-now-marry-a-catholic-but-cannot-be-one/