Some hold titles, such as Grand Master, Prior and Knight Grand Officer
It’s being reported that Scalia’s final hunting trip was with a secret group of secret elite special secret best hunter guys.
When Supreme Court Justice Antonin Scalia died 12 days ago at a West Texas ranch, he was among high-ranking members of an exclusive fraternity for hunters called the International Order of St. Hubertus, an Austrian society that dates back to the 1600s.
Hubertus – I’m not familiar with the name. I wonder what his sainthood was based on. Eating more venison than anyone else?
Members of the worldwide, male-only society wear dark-green robes emblazoned with a large cross and the motto “Deum Diligite Animalia Diligentes,” which means “Honoring God by honoring His creatures,” according to the group’s website.
Cooooool! They honor God by honoring God’s critters, and they honor God’s critters by killing and eating them. How holy!
Some hold titles, such as Grand Master, Prior and Knight Grand Officer. The Order’s name is in honor of Hubert, the patron saint of hunters and fishermen.
It just sounds so…childish. It’s probably also sinister, because of all the secret wheeling and dealing such groups of powerful rich men can do, but the childish aspect is kind of interesting. It’s like The Big Bang Theory except that the nerds are rich and powerful.
The International Order of St. Hubertus, according to its website, is a “true knightly order in the historical tradition.” In 1695, Count Franz Anton von Sporck founded the society in Bohemia, which is in modern-day Czech Republic.
The group’s Grand Master is “His Imperial Highness Istvan von Habsburg-Lothringen, Archduke of Austria,” according to the Order’s website. The next gathering for “Ordensbrothers” and guests is an “investiture” March 10 in Charleston, S.C.
The society’s U.S. chapter launched in 1966 at the famous Bohemian Club in San Francisco, which is associated with the all-male Bohemian Grove — one of the most well-known secret societies in the country.
Elite men doing what elite men do, starting with keeping women out.
Bang.
Maybe it’s just my week for giggling at these odd juxtapositions, but now I’m chuckling at ‘well-known secret societies’…
My first thought, naturally enough, is: umm… maybe they’re just not very good at this? But then, more seriously, I expect the sociology of this is actually more complicated than that. And for some ‘secret’ societies, being too entirely secret would defeat the purpose. Since then you can’t brag about belonging.
Catholicism is big on men and their secret societies. This sounds like a wealthier version of the Knights of Columbus. And don’t get me started on Opus Dei and their weirdness.
Ah yes. In spite of “Saint” Hubertus I didn’t quite make that connection.
I can’t see Scalia being able to climb into a tree stand to pursue his ethical killing of animals let alone actually being physically capable of doing any hunting. I’ve been wondering if whips and restraints didn’t have something to do with his death. But whatever, we’re well rid of the vile sycophantic social climber.
When I first read this, I thought it said the International Order of St. Hubris, and my first thought was, how appropriate. Unfortunately, no.
“von Sporck”? von Sporck?
Wait, wait. Don’t tell me. Their coat of arms is two crossed sporks, right? The better to “honor” their animals with.
(Jeeesus. You couldn’t make this shite up.)
Not that this makes it any less ridiculous but St. Hubertus is the RC patron saint of:
archers; dogs; forest workers; trappers; hunting; huntsmen; mathematicians; metal workers; and smelters.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hubertus#Patronage
A quick wiki-cheat:
Saint Hubertus or Hubert (c. 656–727 AD) became Bishop of Liège in 708 AD. He was a Christian saint who was the patron saint of hunters, mathematicians, opticians, and metalworkers. Known as the Apostle of the Ardennes, he was called upon, until the early 20th century, to cure rabies through the use of the traditional St Hubert’s Key.
I suppose the ‘key’ didn’t keep Scalia from foaming at the mouth…
Perhaps the guy died during a session of SM kink. The fact his family opted to eschew an autopsy under such weird circumstances means they were PERHAPS engaged in a cover up. Scalia wasn’t assassinated. The circumstances surrounding his (unorthodox?) passing could not be revealed for fear of scandal. The guardians of good morality are sometimes the kinkiest. Remember H. Hoover’s penchant for dressing up as a Flapper? The man became weak-kneed at the mere thought of a cloche hat.
Agreed. When reading this i was reminded of the Flinstones and the Loyal Order of Water Buffaloes. Wonder who is the Grand Poobah?
Anyone else’s mind go straight to the St. Hubert restaurants and now want rotisserie chicken and poutine? Oh to back on the east coast right now…
I wonder how flattering it is for the animal, to be honoured to death? Me, I think I’d prefer my present state of igominy (i.e. being alive), and I suspect the hunters would too. Which makes me wonder about that claim to ‘honour’ animals… it strikes me as nothing more than a euphamism for ‘I like shooting animals,’ a pathetic cover to make it sound nice.
This must be a confusing situation for Alex Jones.