Over in Britishland, a bunch of cops raided a church during a Good Friday Mass and told everyone they had to leave because they were offending the Gods Of State by breaking some petty Covid-related restrictions. (I am simply astonished that in a religion which glorifies martyrdom, not one parishioner let themselves be arrested rather than be hounded out of a church on the holiest day of the Christian calendar. Of course, being meek British Christians, they left the church without fuss, instead of making the cops leave with their tails between their legs, like that Polish priest did in Canada.)
Which led Peter Hitchens to say this:
“When police start raiding our churches, you know the revolution has begun.”
Au contraire, mon cher Pierre: that is not the start of the revolution; that is merely the evidence of creeping governmental thuggish totalitarianism. (And saying “sorry” after the fact doesn’t excuse or exonerate them, the bastards.)
The revolution will begin when the Stasi are chased out by a storm of invective, or bullets.
I am so angered by this that I can barely write about it. And I’m not even a Christian.
Small wonder there’s an outbreak of “Kill The Bill” protests and riots in Britain. (“The Old Bill” is a nickname for cops Over There; I prefer “The Filth”, myself.)