Date: June 27, 2003
Team of alterinfo,
A long time ago that I think to write in detail the testimony of my
family seen my brother's departure. My s.ur and I thought, rebuilds
of the memories, of the sensations and we finally prepared this document. You
can publish the testimony entirely, with names and family names without
fear because what there is written is only a prompt history and therefore
we don't fear anything anymore. In the hope that he/it can serve to my not so much
brother, but maybe to others.....
while thanking you in advance
Franca
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Testimony of Franca Passoni
The Spezia
May 1, 2003
For a long time me I was promised to write what I had arrived
as well as to my family inside the movement néocatéchumnal.
My brain recorded some sensations, words, the facts, the pictures who
have a need urgent of a structure and a disposition.
My history begins with an event apparently unimportant: the arrival of a new vicar in our parish that means the Parish of S. Famiglia of The Spezia. My family, active and participating to the life of the Parish welcomed the new vicar at the time also with big enthusiasm because this position had remained vacant since a little time and this was able to that to harm to a parish that, to this time, was considered like one of the biggest and populous in souls of the city. I was registered to the Catholic action, my grandmother Marta frequented the S. Vincent, my mother participated since always to the Mass of Sunday, and we able to surely define ourselves all things considered not only like a family "Catholic" to the traditional sense (Catholics of Sunday), but also as a practicing family. I remember very a lot of teachings of my mother and my grandmother who didn't allow no one of us of to fall asleep without having recited in first the prayers of in the evening, I remember the novenas in preparation of the Holy Christmas during the period of the avent, me me remember the daily celebrations and the Rosary during Marie's month, I remember the church crammed of children as me that occupied the first benches, I remember the oratory that represented an alternative validate, on the model salésien, to the paths always dangerous and dangerous in the popular districts. And then I remember the small s.urs again of the Holy Family and their diligence, their scholarly manner to treat us. Then. Devoto grant arrived then and all changed. The children disappeared of the first benches, the movement of the Catholic action, has been disintegrated in my parish, the oratory emptied itself, it remained the Small S.urses of the Holy Family and they had the difficulty to make the catechism (they were not seen a lot of Vicar). I remember the sermons that he/it preached and that he/it always preaches, a sensation of death and despair, a vision pessimistic and dark of the man, I would dare to say Calvinist nearly, a continuous recall and hammering sins of sexual inspiration. We left all of the Mass with a sensation again misfortune: it was so different. One day I was going to confess to Don Devoto, I had only sixteen years and it was a terrifying experience. First of all me I am limited to enumerate my sins, then I have undergone a real cross-examination, a gust, of meticulous and detailed questions on my sexual experiences, on that, that I made and didn't make with my fiancé of this time. I remained upset also because I didn't know the existence of nothing of all it. It was indeed in this period that I began for the first time in my life to hear the term "néocatéchuménal." In my parish began to get settled in a steady manner the first communities, the first cycles of announcements "catéchèses for adults." Some times during the Mass of Sunday the catechists of Pontemoli intervened to invite to participate in the Catéchèses of in the evening. The kérigme fell in the emptiness for me and my s.ur Anna, deeply deranged by the illustration "ambiguous" of Don Devoto, but he/it was welcomed by my brother Pierluigi, the smallest, the purest, nicknamed for sound, to smile "Franciscan smile." At the time he/it only had fifteen years and a shy and introvert character. My mother owing the guarantee parochial didn't oppose by choice of Pierluigi and she/it allowed the son to frequent the "catechism" with joy. Exactly to this point arrived the first swindle that was until today perpetrated by the communities néocatéchuménales : no one tells my mother that the catéchèses for adults to which Pierluigis participated, were not meetings of "traditional" catechism, but of the path néocatéchuménal. Is this possible that, again today, since the statute néocatéchuménal is approved, one permits to enter in the path at the age of thirteen years, the mothers they are not able to decide with conscience for their own sons continually deceived on the identity real of these catechism meetings? He/it is possible that today one any movement and, when I say any I hear to kiss of the Catholic action, to the focolaris, to the scouts,, until if we want to dare, to the Marxist committees. Leninist, one permits to be identified and centered, except the movement néocatéchuménal of Kiko that, on this day, recruit some adepts that some do hide his/her/its identity?? Again today when I pass here before the parish of Romito Magra here to The Spezia and me that the streamer of size sees disproportionate on the door of the CATÉCHÈSES church FOR ADULTS EVERY MONDAY AND THURSDAY HOURS 21.00" provoke at home a squeezing to the c.ur, parce that I think about the moms who send their children to the catechism, maybe with serenity and joy so that they avoid the discos, not knowing that their children will enter in the movement néocatéchuménal. But alas, let's go further with history because there are many again of path
In my family me and my brothers we studied music. Mom
sent us all three successively to the private lessons, when us
had prepared an exam, we sustained it in a conservatory of state. I have
studied the piano, my brother Pierluigi studied the
violin and my s.ur Anna the song. The keystone of history was indeed the
violin of Pierluigi. Because my mom already had
bought with pain a "good violin" so that he/it "can play
better" and to exercise itself/themselves. Pierluigi was
enthusiast, he/it had chosen it, he/it had the sound that pleased him, he/it was
beau.enfin he/it was his/her/its violin and he/it was even deeply proud of it.
But one day he/it came back of the house of the catéchèse and he/it communicated us without
too many explanations that he/it would not play this violin anymore, or better than he the
would sell and that money would be bequeathed to the "poor people", that means the
poor people of the community néocatéchuménale. To that
moment we didn't know that he/it had hardly made the "second
passage" in community and that they had asked him to detach itself/themselves of the
terrestrial idols and to pour for the first time the tithe. But what
idols had my
brother???? Only his/her/its violin naturally, this small tip of wood who,
if played avec love and passion, express
a marvelous music.
I thought a lot on report Music and Néocatéchumènes
and I made it with minimum un of
knowledge of reason. Music is the expression of moods of different type , but it is the poetic expression
of a man especially full of feelings,
of passions, of ardor, all of the decidedly incompatible elements with
the automatic device et the homogenization of the
adhesive to the movement, inside of which, between other, sont didn't only permit that the songs of Kiko. But, let me tell it to you. such songs are characterized
only by only interpreted repetitive and obsessive rhythms for
to guide the collective emotional states, font really mercy before the celestial aspect of the
Gregorian, of the perfection of Bach's cantatas, of the tragic of the Requiem of
Mozart, to the ecstasy provoked by Verdi's Maria Avé. Music is liberty
of thought before all liberty of space. For it dear gentleman Kiko I ask you to avoid to make the " tout use"
(theologian, painter, musician.) parce
than definitely to all the less with regard to music, his
don't seem worthy of mention.
My mother, before my brother's communication of more to want to play
of the violin, realized to be owing something strange and of obscure... the
behavior of my brother had changed little by little, in family it was absent and
he/it seemed anxious to participate only in the catéchèses. To this time him
had nineteen years and my mother decided to forbid him the involvement to the
movement néocatéchuménal. In our complete
ignorance we didn't charge the queerness of his/her/its behaviors so much to the
validity of the movement néocatéchuménal, that to
the ambiguousness that characterized the character that means Devoto grant. My brother runs away of the house and surrendered
also to the meeting customary and eternal of in the evening. I decided then of
to participate my own will spontaneously in a celebration néocatéchuménale to verify that personally that himself of it
made to enclosed doors. Naturally I didn't know anything of the movement, of the,
passages and they made me see what made their business, that means one
strange and special Mass with their songs, with a disposition strange of
the church but nothing besides. Today I would ask to attend the votes,
to the passages, to the actions of moral violence perpetrated by the catechists who,
violent the consciences.
In my family one could verify an insurmountable rip, all,
the days to table had the screams and tears, the incommunicabilité the
more total reigned. Don Devoto had allowed
to accuse my mother of the chair mentioning " .ces mothers who prevent their
son to participate in the catéchèses. " For the first time in my life I have
sensible to speak in a triumphal manner by Devoto grant
of evangelical hate that means ... if your mother antagonizes you
hate-la.» And my mother cried, her
cried and she/it cried.
The continuation was my mistake. I was the auteure of the
celebrate "historic compromis" between my mother and my brother. Having learned
that in Pisa also, city where we frequented all three the university, him there
had the communities néocatéchuménales,
knowing person of the movement néocatéchuménal, me,
intends to my mother and my brother the solution: to let the parish of the S. Famiglia with this vicar so ambiguous and to frequent the community
néocatéchuménale of S. Nicola for where I hoped that him there
didn't have de characters so strange
as Devoto grant. Alas as I was stupid I would have
must study before and to document has me my mistake and my sin.
So Pierluigi began to frequent the
parish of S. Nicola to Pisa and the sixth community néocatéchuménale
of S. Nicola. Hardly ever he/it presented himself/itself home, because the
liabilities of the path néocatéchuménal are numerous :
celebrations of Saturday evening, convivences,,
pilgrimages, paschal and special celebrations. My s.ur Anna and me
revenions Fridays evening in The Spezia, him no, because there was the celebration of the
Saturday evening. He/it presented himself/itself tired and sleepy Sunday to the lunch (when
there was not strike of the trains) and he/it retorted Monday so all went
well. It is not necessary to forget indeed that, often, because of the multiple convivences, that took place during the end of
week maybe à Strong Marmi dei or in Chiavari in
hotels of luxury (also because the one that knows Strong Marmi dei
knows that these are not hotels of "poor devils"), my brother
didn't come back really home.
With us he/it spoke never, he/it sat down to table and he/it was quiet
as if he/it was always on the clouds, during years my mother renounced to
to speak and to communicate with his/her/its son. Ever a gesture of affection of his/her/its part,
ever of interest for someone that was not néocatéchuménal.
My grandfather at the age of ninety years was reversed by one
car and carried to S. Martino in Genoa in the coma.
He/it remained at the hospital for more of one month. His/her/its grandson Pierluigi
didn't surrender to find it because there was a half convivence
néocatéchuménale and only thereafter, after
my mother's umpteenth sermon, he/it went to hospital to contrec.ur. But the thing
who is distressed the more was and is the clean sensation that his/her/its grandfather him
didn't import and us either because we were not néocatéchumènes.
Only the néocatéchumènes was for him of the
people, the other only of the beasts, of the animals, but certainly not
of God's sons. His/her/its attitude was cruel, detached and indifferent, it himself
ridiculed my sentimentalism, while telling to me that the only resulted from it
pathetic and of the melodramatic. Him in his/her/its corner he/it never demonstrated of
gestures of affection and shown a feeling, only coldness, detachment,
and contempt.
The thing lasted during years. We never knew "the
his", the néocatéchumènes. We saw my
brother to leave often in the evening to Pisa, we knew that he/it went in a house
at people, but we didn't know with that or at what place he/it was. Him
actively participated in the pilgrimages in earth Holy, to the pope's meeting,
with the young of Paris, he/it was in Toronto, he/it went one month by Madrid with
the excuse of the thesis, but actually same there he/it frequented the community néocatéchuménale.
In July 2002 he/it passed the mastery in history of the art. Me me
recall the day of his/her/its mastery like a nightmare. I and Anna were
uneasy. It was the first time that I saw my well dressed brother and
with the tie. The familiar and the friends were present and they waited
the tour of the mastery. Then some of "his" arrived,
the néocatéchumènes, and they got aside.
My brother as soon as he/it saw them he/it smiled and all of
continuation headed toward them. I remember of a blond lady to that my brother
illustrated in detail the thesis. Anna by curiosity asked him that was the lady
and him to answer that she/it was not the contrôleure
of the report, but merely a lady of the path. He/it remained one half-hour in lui to explain the thesis. It was incredible!
And with us he/it would not have then ever lost so of time to explain us the thesis. The néocatéchumènes looked at us with curiosity, but they remained aside. There was one girl néocatéchumène with a small child. Me don't forget the particularity because my brother came closer of the child and he/it gave him some flicks on the cheek.. as much me that Anna remained disconcerted. If he/it had been my son he/it would never have made it.
In August he/it announced to my mom, whereas at the moment he/it was
in the house of country for vacations of summer, to want to take part to
some convivences on the vocation. It wanted
to say that he/it was taking in consideration the idea to enter to the
seminary. The idea was not for us a shock for a set of reasons. Some
first in my family he/it had other vocations there, then also because
our family is a deeply Catholic family. My mom to the idea of one
possible entry in one seminary says to him merely "think of it well and
make what you want then." I and Anna commented while telling to him
"only try at least to become cardinal with the whole culture and
the instruction that you received." Yet we discerned a sensation
strange: Pierluigi spoke less and less. One
day says it to Anna that it would not bring in one seminary
"normal", but in one seminary Redemtoris
To subdue that means a seminary "néocatéchuménal."
We began thus to sail a little on Internet to know besides
that she/it was this typology strange of seminaries, of which we never had
sensible to speak. Anna downloaded, of the network, the list of the seminaries Redentoris Mater in the world and discovered as well as them
were only about forty two of which two in Italy (Rome and Macerata).
We began to tell Pierluigi to enter in
the one of Rome, because he/it was surely more qualified, and then maybe
mom would benefit from this to visit Rome when she would like to make him one
visit. But he/it was quiet, was quiet... all was so strange and mysterious.
One day he/it says that he/it would go far, very far. I and Anna began to
to preoccupy us for our parents. I must specify that my parents are rather
aged and they are not accustomed to travel, therefore they are a little "unskilled"
of the world and for them, already the seminary Redemtoris
To subdue Rome represented an insurmountable distance. My mom aged of nearly
seventy years never saw Rome.
After a small theater of insistences my brother communicated us his/her/its finally
destination: the seminary Redemtoris Mater of
Sydney.
There are not words to describe my mother's despair owing this
news. We evidently asked for multiple explanations our brother
but it was as to rebound against a wall of eraser. I could not believe there
and did I continue to tell to him "but why go-tu not nearer??? If you have the indeed
vocation a place is worth another; make it at least for your mother." When me
looked at it I saw that he/it didn't try anything, on the contrary he/it was bored of
our pain and of our despair.
Enter time my mom says to him of himself not to present home during
the weekend, but to remain in Pisa (in the house of student paid by my
parents), and to think and to think. I and Anna were upset: but
how could think him to inflict such a pain free to our parents
? How was able to him to their age to make support them 24 hours of plane for the
to see, or to face the obstacle of the English to call it on the phone, or
again 12 hours of time zone?? But what sense all it had him?? Me
had to make something. I began to make some research. And my first
outgoing instrument was Internet. By the network I came à of it to know the testimonies of Augustus Faustini (the canvas of the spider - Bewitchment
psychological in the path néocatéchuménal) and of
a lot of other families destroyed by this virus that gets in the church.
More I studied and more I read and more had the facts, of the events,
and of the behaviors that at the end was strange and inexplicable who
is a just disposition, the puzzle prenant forms and body little by little. In first
I studied lately by c.ur the statut
approved, article by article, also I read some parts of the written texts
by Father Enrico Zoffoli and I remained upset.
But it was not sufficient: my school formation suggested me of
to verify personally. So I decided to look for the powerful
catechists of my brother and to speak with them to see if he/it was at least
possible to change the destination fruit seemingly of a drawing
strange. My brother refused to give me the telephone number and the names
of the catechists. The unique possibility was to go to S. Nicola
personally Saturday evening and to speak with them. It was a tragedy.
I was infuriated very, but I taught at my expense and bitterly that he/it doesn't exist
not the least possibility of dialogue with the movement néocatéchuménal.
I went at nine o'clock less quarter at the rear of the church of S. Nicola and
I saw the lit light. I hit and to the door presented itself a gentleman
big with the blue shirt. I asked to enter, but le gentleman answered to me that there was
the Eucharist that he/it didn't know me and therefore that I could not enter.
He/it closed me the door to the face.
Yet the Néocatéchuménal statute says
clearly that the Eucharist is open to all supporters... I thought
bitterly, at least it's a good thing the gospel says" Hit and it you
will be open." Enter time my brother arrived and with him I had the
possibility to attend the general Mass of Saturday evening with all
present communities. The celebration was different from those traditional,
I remember some particularities as the fact that one didn't kneel
not to the Offertoire or to the presence of bread (not of host but of the true bread
with his/her/its nubs) and of the wine that was distributed and my presence was visibly importunate. The song made me furious.
I raised the look and I live for the first time the Virgin Holy of Kiko with the child and with the strange enrollments,
it was the same picture that Don Devoto had made
to reproduce on a stained glass window of the new church of the Holy Family
restructured.
I had some of the thrills. To the term of the Mass my brother presented to me to
the team of the catechists (they were there all). I began while asking them
why, as catechists, they had not thought to phone my family
or to visit it in one moment so delicate. Indeed I must say that one of the
things that hit me again until today are indeed this of the silence
total on behalf of the movement néocatéchuménal
opposite the family. The catechists were disturbed very of my presence.
I remember in particular of two, Giovannis and Paolas because they had
consistent my s.ur and his/her/its husband during the preparation of the marriage to S. Nicola. That
is really Paola that tells my mother and me that we didn't like Pierluigi. But that she was and with what authority himself
did she/it permit to judge my family, my life, my mother? And where was the
Christianity in all it? I remained aghast, but unfortunately the
problem was not fini : Giovanni asked me if I was married, I answered
no. He/it asked me if I was happy and I answered to them yes. "Well - me
he/it says - then you are possessed and you must go to an exorcist to make you
to free itself/themselves." To part the gravity of
the situation if one thinks that these words came out of a catechist's mouth
who. uvre inside a church, the thing that made me the more pain was the
grin of my brother that had listened to everything and that doesn't say anything. Him I was not
easy to forgive him his/her/its silence owing to a thing as serious.
In substance of this meeting I learned a fundamental assumption :
the dialogue with the néocatéchumènes is practically
impossible. It is indeed impossible to speak and to tackle with the one that
consider himself like a "just" that wants to say anoints it" of the
Lord and that despises the one that has different opinions. Christianity
is in my opinion a religion of tolerance and respect. Therefore he/it has there
no Christianity in the movement néocatéchuménal.
I remained very uneasy by the words of catechist Giovanni, but I didn't want
not to return I. Therefore I began to hit to the one thousand doors en asking for help. I surrendered currently to the Spezia of Don P.M priest of his/her/its Excellence
Mons. Bassano Staffieri. I went to him with one
packet of relative documents in the Néocatéchuménal path
while asking him for his/her/its opinion and especially to have a meeting with the bishop. Me
leaves the documentation on the hassock and he/it promised me that he/it would throw there
a stroke of. him. Some days after me came back at home and I can observe that
the documentation was again there at the same place where I had let it. Then
I understood, that my presence was importunate. I listened to his/her/its words, all ready to
to minimize the situation and to throw water on fire with a certain fear.
I let the church with the sensation strange and unpleasant to have met
a priest to whom imported anything else that the political career to
the inside of the ecclesiastical hierarchy. Undoubtedly my speeches
were dangerous and disturbed it even though he/it had not answered my
questions.
In the month of September 2002 me, my mother and my sister Anna we asked
audience to bishop Mons. Bassano Staffieri and in
this seat His/her/its Excellence underlined wealth in terms of money of the communities
néocatéchuménales and told us how in the
previous diocese of Carpi inside of which him
exercised, a good "three boys rose owing Kiko."
Now the rich parents whose sons had to leave the Redemtorises Mater were himself them addressed to him to
to try to dissuade them?.. continuant to repeat " madame that is very
difficult." Also mentioning the copious "offerings" that les communities néocatéchuménales
granted to the priests... destined naturally to the poor people of the parish.
To this point one could make a dissertation on the
definition "offerings."The offering must have the characteristic of"una tantum"
otherwise if she/it changes maybe in a prompt stationary offering
made inside every month in the same day. she/it becomes une takes "salary." My mother,
parchment-like, had a wriggling of courage owing His/her/its Excellence and says to him
that "Jesus had been betrayed and had been sold for 30 coins and them
resold it" today. She/it tells him it while crying with the tears
to the eyes, with the despair in the c.ur. The bishop, good man politique answered for the unique manner of which it was able to
to answer: or with the look of commiseration that applies to a person
unsteady of mind. In summary he/it counseled us to turn us toward sound
Excellence archbishop Plotti of Pisa, since him
had arrived inside the diocese of Pisa. It was
dramatic. My mom returned home while calling itself/themselves stupid parce
that she/it had not pulled from her/its wallet a check of at least ten millions.
She/it had not thought of it.
This Friday my frère came back of
Pisa, ten days had gone by about when him nous had communicated its destination in the seminary
of Sydney for January 2003, he/it communicated us merely that Monday
following he/it would go in the seminary Redemtoris Mater
of Lugano in the waiting to leave for Australia, in order to not to lose
of time and immediately to face the first semester of study. My mother
inaugurates with calmness, with his/her/its slow and laborious gestures,
to prepare the suitcase. However I didn't want to surrender and I called the
Sunday, the day before his/her/its departure, Mario grant the vicar of S. Nicola in Pisa,
while asking him for the explanations. Why Lugano? From where did he/it have left? And
Why this hurry??
To 15.00 the same Sunday the whole family presented itself at the door of the Augustinian convent of S. Nicola to get the answers, except my father who had gone, to help my brother to take his/her/its last things in student's house. Me starts with asking why no one had thought about the fact that in these month my brother could have recovered a good report with the family before to leave for the seminary Redemtoris Mater of Sydney in the month of January. Don Mario answered that in effects they had thought to cette opportunity, but they doubted that the thing was possible. He/it also tells us that had été weighed the hypothesis to confide temporarily my brother to a family néocatéchuménale of Rome.
Successively the rector of the seminary Redemtoris
To subdue Lugano had offered him a solution while saying that it was so that him
either close to them. I could not believe my ears of it: to "confide my brother to another
family?!?! But we don't add some monsters! I would have liked to shout to that
moment there, then I thought about what my mother had to try. I was not able to
nevertheless to imagine farther.
The day following two people unknowns is
arrived from Pisa to the freeway toll of S.
Stefano Magra and my father handed "them
his/her/its son. "They" took it in Lugano.
My brother left for the seminary Redemtoris
To subdue Lugano without letting us an address or a routing initially
telephonic and the first two days he/it had the
shine idea not to call home to warn his/her/its arrival. So
my mom, like all moms passed the insomniac night while fearing that one
accident had arrived. We tried to join his/her/its portable but he/it was
still extinct. The people who didn't come with my brother in the seminary thought
naturally not of the all to warn us. We were not certain of their
expertise.
With regard to the néocatéchumènes one
thing that astonishes that is the codification and the clean demarcation line and
specify about their behaviors. The catechists in all the Italy
say and makes the same things, nothing besides nor nothing less. What doesn't enter
in duties of the catechists is to have a contact with the families of the
seminarians, he/it will never come them to the mind to have it, on the contrary one
will wonder that someone can advance some pretensions. Considering the
makes that my brother will have for the whole length of his/her/its life a special report with
his/her/its community of origin that will pay his/her/its displacements and his/her/its journeys around the world,
at least he/it would seem normal to me to be able to see their faces.
Two days only after having arrived to Lugano my brother called some
saying that all went well and he/it let the number of the seminary to my mother some
adding that the portable was not allowed the seminary and that it had been
constrained to put back it to the entry. From then on he/it called three personally
or maybe four times, coercive always my mom to look for it about one
time per week in the seminary to attend the ritual usual of coldness and of
me m'en-foutisme with answers to the monosyllables of type "him no" before his/her/its questions.
I even surrendered at Don Devoto cleaned of the S. Famiglia who, had evidently welcomed my brother's departure like a triumph personal. In his/her/its delirium of omnipotence he/it continued to praise hate evangelical. Even though the door of the church of Consecrated it Famiglia were only only distant of fifty meters of the door of our house we never received nor letters, nor telephones, even less of visits. Us, that were not néocatéchumènes were the meat of slaughterhouse.
In the month of November I wrote a letter to archbishop Plotti according to the suggestion Mons de . Bassano Staffieri
in which I asked him to take care of the problem néocatéchuménal
of S. Nicola and of my brother. One day I went to la Place of the archdiocese close to the curie of the archdiocese
of Pisa Wednesday fixed day for the receipt of the individuals. I don't succeed
that to speak only with the priest since the archbishop was to one
meeting of the Italian Episcopal Conference. The priest tells to me that
the archbishop had received my letter and he had mentioned to him that he was in
a difficult situation because of a seminarian of the Spezia.
However he/it added that the bishop had been informed by my letter of the event
and of my brother's departure for the seminary Redemtoris
To subdue Lugano. It denies what Mario grant clearly affirmed cleaned of S.
Nicola that praised archbishop Plotti d'avoir a clear knowledge of the
whole situation.
Don Mario told to me "you come with me at archbishop Plotti, I even come with you, he/it is informed of
all." And there was not anything on the contrary true.
I must say anyway that archbishop Plotti
doesn't have us non granted of attention: ever a telephone call or one
contact, on the contrary... one of the my dear friends, accustomed of the parish of S.,
Nicola as Christian of Sunday told to me that on the occasion of one visit
of Plotti in the parish, the archbishop exhibited himself/itself
in a laborious and degrading reverential attitude opposite the communities
néocatéchuménales present to S. Nicola. I owe some
to deduct that the offerings are very solid.
The organization néocatéchuménale is one
laic organization that builds itself on a structure of which all decides at the summit of which the
synthesis and the apogee is represented by the Kiko trilogie , Carmen and grant
Mario Pezzi, and a few lower the catechists
national and regional and the persons responsible of the communities. The priests and the
bishops croient to count, but actually
he/it is not so. I can give some
a proof.
I read on the testimony of Faustini Augusto " La canvas of the spider-bewitchment
Psychological in the path néocatéchuménal" a name
precise, indicated like very powerful laic person that wants to say the one of
lawyer Franco Voltagio, a supercatéchiste,,
so I decided to contact it. I spoke with the lawyer's woman that me
owe dire was indeed kind with me
and offered me to illustrate in Kiko the problem of my
brother while asking him for a displacement of destination. I asked the lady of
to give me the names of the persons responsible of community of S. also Nicola. Little of
time after at the time of a telephone call one taught me, of Rome that the person responsible
of the community of S. Nicola was Mr. Alessandro Guidotti
and no the poor Mario grant who continued to attribute the title of only
responsible to S. Nicola. One day January four, 2003 the regional catechists
telephones my mother home while asking to speak with Pierluigi that as waiting was on vacation to the
house and they communicated him that to the least here June he/it would not leave
for Australia. The justification was a seen convenient utility problem
that he/it had begun the academic year in Lugano close to the university of
Theology.
To can some supercatéchistes.
The seminary Redemtoris Mater of Lugano is
under the direction of the bishop of Lugano, but how much to can efficient has the bishop in the decision of the displacements between one
seminary and the other that means between a diocese and the other and maybe
between a continent and the other?
None, the displacements are communicated to the bishop who takes note of it
merely, besides because they are decided by a laic power. The
famous Offerings are destined to the bishop who makes it happy and he/it has the
possibility also to boast of the numerous vocations that invade his/her/its
seminaries. The fact that in the seminary Redemtoris
To subdue Lugano has a boy of Lugano only whereas all others
come from other states and other continents. All is fruit of a pull to the
fate that challenges the law of the frequency and the statistic. All it includes
and has for object the family's detachment,
element characterizing that an easier control implies and therefore one
psychological dependence of the path néocatéchuménal
of the stronger adepts.
The complete name of the seminary is the one of diocesan missionary seminary
Redemtoris Mater of Lugano. Diocesan means that him
is put positively under the direction of the bishop of the diocese. More complex and
curious it is the missionary adjective. The future priests will have the duty
to be roving and to spill not the
Christianity but the movement néocatéchuménal of Kiko. So they will be able to be missionary in Milan and to
Rome or everywhere else where is not even present the movement néocatéchuménal. They will answer the laymen of the path and
then to the leaders who will be able to displace them everywhere in the world according to
the necessities.
What that will my brother's future be??? He/it should spill the path néocatéchuménal, that means he/it will surround himself/itself of
catechists, he/it will route the kérigme in some
parish, he/it will bait the ignorant people who will be deceived by his/her/its presence
believing to be before a "normal" priest and they will enter in the
movement. There won't be place for other movements inside his/her/its
parish (no to the focolarini, reconstructeurs, scout,,
renewal of the esprit etc). People being part of the path will begin,
from the second passage, to pour the tithe in the black bag of garbage,,
this tithe will converge in the cases of the path and it will be used for
to sustain the Redemtorises Mater (that will form the
new priests accomplish for the path), for the roving catechists and
for the Domus Galileae.
Then oublions not of the offerings
versed to the priests and to the bishops who are not convinced completely of the
goodness of the path néocatéchuménal. A lot of moms
as mine will cry to cause of the
produces badly by my brother. A lot of families will be destroyed and them the
will curse.
December 7, 2002 one celebrated close to the S. parish Giuseppe in
Monza (Milan) le marriage of my cousin.
My brother was since about 3 months in the seminary Redemtoris Mater of Lugano and my mother waited with
impatience this day in order to see his/her/its son. She/it seemed certain of his/her/its
involvement to the marriage, Pierluigi would have indeed
must reach Monza with a car placed at his/her/its disposal by the Seminary
even, distant only more or less seventy km. The day December 5, 2002 my
brother phoned my father while saying that the rector of the seminary Redemtoris Mater of Lugano, Don Mario Trulio,
ordered him not to take part simultaneously in the mariage; by telephone my cousin Simona contacted us excusing it for his/her/its absence, and some
saying that the Rector of the Seminary had him " conseillé" of not
to participate in the celebration since he/it would be sent home for the feasts
of Christmas imminent.
For my mother it was a big pain: her
stood some vastly. I decided to contact Don Mario Trulio to ask him for at least explanations therefore. That is that
that there was taking part in a marriage for one day and to return
happy a mom?
The conversation between me and the rector the Seminary Redemtoris Mater of Lugano was very hard.
He/it clearly tells to me that it was not accustomed to debate his/her/its decisions with
no one, since he/it was himself, the guide of his/her/its Seminarians and
the interpreter of God's will. I tried to insist on the involvement
of my brother to the marriage, especially because of the conditions of health of my mother. Hey
well his/her/its words were hard :
he/it retorted that my mother imported him little and then that he was
tired to hear the complaints of all "these mothers." Already indeed
thus". these mothers that die then jamais: us see them when and if her
dies."
I was frozen, shocked, disgusted. The rector threatened of
pleased us to make it to us if we continued with this hostile attitude and
polemic." He/it only says... me
know that there are seminarians who don't go home during years
!" To the term of the conversation "him me
gets rid of while passing me a third on the phone no one that owed me
to confirm the hurry of Mario grant and to tell me that the rector didn't have time anymore to
to lose with me.
Alas I didn't record the conversation, he/it will belong to the
other to believe in my words.
It is my history, the history of my family pier in a hurry on
the paper, parce that one cannot make fi,
of nothing. I think that for my brother he/it is very difficult to leave with his/her/its
only strengths of this cursed sect that got to the breast in the church with
the complaisance of a lot of powerful people. However the testimony of
my family will unite to the numerous ch.ur of those that now raised the
behaviors and the inexplicable facts among the friends, knowledge, and
their dear beings who participate in the movement néocatéchuménal
of Kiko.
I am myself asked several times as he/it was possible that that
movement spilled in if few time (it is born there are about 30 years some
Spain) to the horizontal sense, while spreading his/her/its power in a lot of states, and
to the vertical sense that means while being going to cover, with his/her/its men, of the,
position of big power. Undoubtedly the fact is mainly
attributable to the crisis of the "parish" and the Religion, but not
only it.
The Néocatéchuménal movement uses of
some particularities that are the essence of the sects and that I was even able to
to note day after day in my brother's behavior:
1 separation with the surrounding world and the family
Who belongs to the movement néocatéchuménal offers to break all preexisting rapports with doesn't import who if he/it is not the movement and he/it concentrates his/its own affectivity on the members of the community. So my brother, during years remained in a state of total embarrassment and indifference opposite the events and problems domestic.
2 Exclusivismes
Only the adepts of the path néocatéchuménal are in the truth and will run away,
only the néocatéchumènes is of truths
"Christian." Guilty is the one that doesn't adhere to the movement, but
especially that abandons it. The néocatéchumènes is
guided directly by Dieu (Kiko). My brother, like all néocatéchumènes,
let itself go often to words of derision against the Christians of Sunday,
against the other movements as the Scouts or the Catholic action. It is
the clean attitude of the one that considers itself "rightly."Artfully
they are not so stupid to the point to make of the declarations of this type some
public. But that cohabited with them during 11 years succeeds receivable these
nuances.
3 Volontarismes
Who adheres to the movement makes it by a choice a volunteer or in answer Kérigme au . The entry assumes the value of a conversion real and the adept himself identifie completely with the movement. My brother called "brother or s.ur" the other members of the path, for example s.ur of community, but Anna or me he/it never called us "s.ur." Only inside the community achieves itself the family.
4 obedience to the chief
The néocatéchumènes
maintain the most absolute respect and the obedience the absolue plus
to the orders of the catechists, of the chiefs of community and Kiko,
positioned to the summit of the complex organization. The chief of the church is the
Pope, the chief of the movement néocatéchuménal is Kiko "during all his/her/its natural life", Art. 34 of the
Statute of the path néocatéchuménal." Has therefore that
achieve himself the church in the church of which spoke in his/her/its open letter to
the archdiocese of Catania archbishop Luigi Bommarito.