The Synod Approaches

But you and all the kind of Christ
Are ignorant and brave,
And you shall have wars you hardly win
And souls you hardly save. 

I tell you naught for your comfort
Yea, naught for your desire,
Save that the sky grows darker yet
And the sea rises higher. 

Night shall be thrice night over you,
And heaven an iron cope.
Do you have joy without a cause,
Yea, faith without a hope? 

from The Ballad of the White Horse
   -G. K. Chesterton 

As the Synod of Doom, as Pat Archbold succinctly puts it, approaches some of the best of traditional Catholic blogdom has set up a war room, "a place where traditionally-minded Catholic bloggers, writers and commentators can write and comment about the Synod as it is happening."  You'll find it here.  It's brand new, and from the first few posts, not to be missed.