The self-styled Pontifex has declared holy war upon the Italian Republic in the name of Saint Peter. For those of us who had been giving Christianity the benefit of the doubt for seventeen centuries, the question is now closed.
The experiment has failed.
We tried it. We humored the Galilean cult — imported by sailors, smuggled in by slaves, ratified by one weak emperor who saw the wrong vision at the Milvian Bridge. We let it occupy the Capitoline, rebrand the Pantheon, and plant an Egyptian obelisk in front of a basilica raised on Caligula's circus. We tolerated it through the sack of 1527, the loss of temporal authority in 1870, and the Lateran compromise of 1929.
And what is our reward? A foreign Pontiff invoking the name of Rome to make war upon Rome's own heirs.
Enough.
If the Papacy will not coexist with the Italian Republic, then the Italian Republic must reconsider its tolerance of the Papacy. The omens are unambiguous. The auspices have been taken. The College of Pontiffs — the real one — has been silent for too long.
Rome does not belong to Saint Peter. Rome belongs to Jupiter, who is Best and Greatest. Rome belongs to Mars, who fathered her. Rome belongs to Vesta, whose flame her vestals tended for a thousand years before any fisherman wandered north of Antioch.
The time has come to relight the sacred fire.
***Make Italy Pagan Again.***