The Day I called Cardinal Ratzinger's Office

It was during the days of landlines, and not cell phones.

A source once gave me the private telephone line of the former Hitler
Youth, Joseph Ratzinger.   So, I called the Vatican, only to hear on
the other end of the telephone the flaming homosexual voice of an
assistant stonewalling me.  It was a decrepit flaming homosexual
voice, incidentally.  This was enlightening.  It showed Ratzinger's
preference ... predilection ... partiality.

The person who picked-up the phone said that it was not possible
for me to speak with the cardinal who was covering up for interna-
tion molester Marcial Maciel Degollado, at the time.  Well, it was
very possible to have had Joseph Ratzinger walk over to the phone
and speak.

A sign of Ratzinger's corruption was that no one told me the procedure
to get a complaint in Ratzinger's hands.  He willfully committed negli-
gence, and when it involved something brutally important as a corrupt
bishop, the negligence was a mortal sin.  If the Ratzinger people were
not corrupt, I would have been connected with an underling who would
have told me what type of letter to write, along with telling me what
address to use.

The problem was that I already sent the letter with the evidence attached.
A media personality sent a package of evidence against Wuerl.  Ratzinger
would have nothing to do with any complaint against Wuerl.  

Ratzinger's butler proved that Ratzinger only wanted to appoint his kind,
in the spirit of Nazi German prejudice.  So, the notably effeminate Ger-
man Ratzinger appointed the notable effeminate Donald Wuerl to the
capitol of the nation that ripped Nazi Germany to utter shreds.

When Ratzinger appointed Wuerl to Washington DC, that was the closest
that the Nazis ever came to conquering the capital of the United States.

Let it be remembered that Hitler declared war on America, and not visa-
versa.  Predictably enough, Ratzinger never had time for anyone who
had a complaint against Wuerl, with evidence to back it.  Years later,
we would see Ratzinger be nothing more than the cronyism pope,
presiding during a time of corruption so extreme that it prompted
a butler to reveal it.  It later became Vatileaks.

Remember, when a person isn't openly communicating, he's hiding
something evil.  Ratzinger was a deceiver who presented himself as
the strict doctrinal watchdog.  He was no rottweiler of God.   True
watchdogs of God have mercy & compassion within them.  They
attempt to convert those who fell astray.  Ratzinger once wrote that
it would be better to have less Catholics ... literally.

He apparently was more than willing to usher in the Sodomites and
completely abandon everyone else.  Ratzinger did not care to protect
the laity from Maciel the molester, Wuerl the conniving power abuser,
or even Fr Kiesle of California.

In the end, Ratzinger made it all the way to the top, only to resign
in disgrace, amidst people bitterly offended by his willful negligence
and prejudicial favoritism.

Person after person sent documentation to Ratzinger, in complaint
of Donald Wuerl.  In turned out that doing so had the same effect
as chickens sending their complaints to the second fox in the coup.
Ratzinger protected two corrupt individuals who were associated
with each other.  One was Maciel and the other one was Wuerl.

A person who used to say that he was such a holy man, recently
referred to Ratzinger as the one who was thought to  be holy, but
who was a walking lie.  Even a Ratzinger fan turned against the
guy.  His memory will not be a fond one.

Wuerl's official Pittsburgh residence, from 1988 to 2006.

                                        Ratzinger protected Wuerl, just like he protected Maciel.

Concerning Cardinal Wuerl's Ratification of the Torquato Retaliations

 © Patrick Anthony Pontillo

I've more than one comment to make about
having undergone the Torquato retaliations:

My actions during the Torquato retaliations
prove that I was more than willing to take
a bullet for you, being that whatever you're
willing to do for one person you're willing
to do for everyone else.  Wuerl's actions
during the same time span prove that he's
more than willing to put one in your head,
if he can gain an advantage in doing so.
After all, whatever you're willing to let
happen to someone under your watch,
you're willing let happen to everyone
else you can't use for selfish gain..

What he let happened to Torquato's accuser, to the uncle of the accuser, and
to me is what Wuerl is more than willing to let happen to you.   If it ever
comes to be your turn for it to happen,  you'll understand instantly.

Keep in mind that Donald Wuerl was elevated to the college of cardinals by
the crafty one   ---   the one who institutionalized cover-ups from a perch in
the Vatican, inconsiderate to the pain of others.   Concerning this, remember
that popes come and go.   Some were heart-touching, while others ones were
stately.   Some were diligent,  while others were negligent.   Some took up
arms,  while some embraced the way of St. Francis of Assisi.  Others brought
grief to the Catholic world.

Today, we have a emeritus (retired) successor of Peter who brought multiple
grief to others long before taking the Chair of Peter.  He elevated Wuerl, caus-
ing added grief to others in the church.

Those in contempt of the church's moral theological teachings are now called
the stewards of church teaching.  The malicious ones are regarded as the holy
ones.   It has become an Orwellian Church.

The great irony is that players at the Vatican claimed that the Collegial Conse-
cration of  Russia to the Immaculate Heart of Mary was finally done in 1984.
The proper consecration, if ever done, would guarantee world peace.   No such
world peace has ensued at any time since 1984.  Therefore, the collegial conse-
cration, as requested by the Virgin Mary, was obviously never made.   In this
instance, Vatican prelates called war peace, in claiming that the state of the
world in the 21st Century is the final product of the consecration which it
claims to have made.  It is an Orwellian Church that we have today.

Today, we haves an Orwellian World in many facets.  The unnatural is now
called a natural civil right.  The campaign to make the greedy more wealthy
is said to be done for the sake of the poor.  A type of nuclear warhead, dur-
ing the Reagan Years, was called the Peace Maker.  Constricted free travel
in America, during the Cheney Hype Years, was said to be done, in order to
conserve the liberties which Americans lost during those years.    The list of
contradictions are not limited to these things.

Sincerely, 

Patrick Pontillo

http://www.donaldwuerl.com/2013/08/wuerl-ratified-retaliations.html

http://www.donaldwuerl.com/2013/06/torquato.html

http://www.donaldwuerl.com/2014/01/the-apartment-bldg-intrusion.html

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The suicide I went through as a teenager was my motive in seeing to it that Torquato would be reported.

I know that I have enemies who hate me with a seething passion.  I was made 

known of this a couple nights prior to the time of this writing.  I also know what

it is to get violent profanities in texts and emails after 1 AM, while needing to get

up early that morning and do some work in a profession that requires you to have

a 25 year old athlete's body and a 50 year old contractor's wisdom.  

Such blinding hatred was it that the sender failed to realize that he sent me a trea-

sure chest of evidence against him, in proving that he has no sense of compassion

for those who suffer  ...  that he is absolutely vicious  ...  has no self-control and is

controlled by a violent temper ... that he has is a merciless harasser upon someone

sleep-deprived for consecutive days at a time.  In fact, at this moment I'm intense-

ly craving sleep, nodding off into Dream World and then coming-to.

Of course, the difference between the Hollywood profanity sender and I is that

the Hollywood guy allegedly has a criminal record, while I have three current

security clearances that were required for my work.  None the less, the follow-

ing day, he decided to continue the harassment of me by sending a text which

read in part:  "You are  sailing in dangerous waters, my friend.  Beware of

Pirates."  Meanwhile, I went to work in the days to follow, one day of which

involved concrete work which  did not end until 10:20 PM.

When I get back to the construction yard/office, my body is sometimes wracked.  

Can  I please have some peace?  In fact, at the time of this writing, I have to get

up as early as possible tomorrow and finish the concrete job.  More specifically,

at the time of this writing, it's nine minutes past the start of tomorrow.

As another example, it was during the Torquato Retaliations when I had to 

endure someone with a flaming homosexual voice screaming at me over the

phone and then hanging up on me, as well as me hearing someone else tell

me to  "back-off" in the Torquato case.  This was followed by the same per-

son later saying that he was more than willing to go through me physically,

in order to get to  Torquato's credible accuser.

Of course, there is the intermittent occasion when someone writes to me, asking

me for the copyright privileges of my photography and writings.  Those occasions

are moments of relief for me.

Incidentally, for those unaware, I've seven websites thus far comprising approx-

imately 800,000 pageviews, and I was published along side laureates a couple

of times, even to the point of my literature being placed on a Harvard library

shelf, on a library shelf at Northwestern Univ, and elsewhere.   My writings

were even put on display at a British war museum.  In addition, I happen to

be Phi Sigma Iota.  In as much, I've been asked for my copyright privilege

more than once.

None the less, I would occasionally get calls about a priest here and a priest

there,  as well as a priest's false accuser here and a false accuser there, as if

to be called to duty to do the stories.  Then would come the calls about this

article and that article which I absolutely must write, as if I have the time.

Also came the request to find an attorney for a person in need of one, as if

no one on earth can do so.  Can't anyone else find an attorney for the person

seeking one?  Can I get some sleep for a change?  Why doesn't someone else

help?  People are more than willing to put my photography and articles on

their sites, but no one is willing to go through even a quarter of the effort

required to produce them.  Instead of offers of assisting me in my research

and writings, I get profanity and name-calling sent to me when I'm craving

sleep.

If you're one of those people affixed to a seething hatred for me, maybe, just 

maybe, you might have a touch of understanding if you knew what motivated

me in setting forth the effort in exposing Donald Wuerl in the fashion that I 

did.  Well, it was a suicide that I went through when I was 18 which was the

motivating force.  In fact, I was later told that yet another former football

teammate committed suicide. 

All in all, I did what I did, in having certain Pittsburgh diocesan wrongdoing  

made known to people as far away as China, Russia, France, Germany, the 

United Kingdom, the Ukraine, the Netherlands, Turkey, and Brazil, because 

I wanted to not have to go through another suicide again. When you encounter 

true sex abuse victims, you see an 'End of the World, scene in their eyes, if you 

don't see the avenging activist in the same eyes.   You either see anguish and a

sense of  disgrace or a sense of mission.  When you're in their presences, you

have to be extremely diplomatic.  You have to be a tightrope walker whenever

 around them.

The suicide that I went through at the age of 18 involved a 19 year old youth

who lived in a predatory high school headmaster's home for a while.  He was

a former football teammate.  Well, one night, this 19 year old male punched

the predatory priest and ended up having to be sent back to his broken home.

It's assumed that he was fending-off an unwelcome advance.

Shortly after the youth was sent back to his broken home, he took a rifle and

ended his life in the basement.  His name was Vince, and I met him during

football camp.

I was the last non-family member to see him alive.  In fact, the last time that

he ever looked at me, his facial expression said,  "It's okay.  It doesn't matter 

any more."  Within an hour or two, I was in a driveway with one of his broth-

ers and was given the news of his suicide.  I then had to walk back into the

house I was leaving, to relay the news immediately to the girlfriend of one

of his brothers, with zero time for preparing what to say.  She took it hard,

to say the least.

If you wonder why I got involved in the church scandal investigations and

the way in which I did, it was because I wanted to make sure that I wouldn't

go through another suicide ... literally.

When I was told of Father James Torquato, the suicide that I went through in

 my teenage years was the first thing that came to my mind.   Donald Wuerl, in

 his stone coldness, couldn't care less.   He made sure that Fr. James Torquato's

credible accuser, the uncle of Torquato's credible accuser, and I, the advocate

of James Torquato's credible accuser ... would suffer significantly, through the

retaliations that Wuerl could have instantly ordered ceased, but did not do so.

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The dozens of pieces of hard copy evidence collected concludes with zero doubt

that Father James Torquato knew his accuser for years.  Of course, he publicly

never acknowledged the young man's existence.  In fact, reading Torquato's

notes to the young man gives you insight and how Torquato regarded him.

This envelope was purposely scissored and opened, in order to show both sides

of the envelope.  This shows that yet another envelope was sent from Bishop

Donald Wuerl's former personal secretary to his eventual accuser, meaning

that he certainly knew the young man for an extended period of time.