Fall Newsletter and Appeal for Support

We are adding to the annual mailbox stuffing of Black Friday Sales and appeals for support from worthy causes. If you are on any of our mailing lists please be on the look out for the Cornerstone Forum’s yearly ‘begging letter’. This the only fundraising we do for our work and we do our best to ‘live within our means’, adjusting to the vicissitudes of the times.

We ask that you look kindly on our request for assistance and respond as you are able.

This year we are making available to those responding to our Fall Appeal with a donation of $5/month or $60/year a copy of the current edition of the journal Communio in which Gil Bailie is a featured contributor. (Note: this offer is only for US mailing addresses.)

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We also will provide at least 12 downloadable MP3 audio files of archival materials over the course of next year. And for those who generously support us at the ‘Sustaining Donor’ level of at least $25/month or $300/year we will mail CD versions of the same audio materials (a minimum of 12 individual CDs over the next 12 months. Again, this is offered to US mailing addresses only.)

Over the coming twelve months we will be producing digital audio versions of Gil Bailie’s earlier presentations of reflections on TS Eliot’s The Waste Land, The Hollow Men, and Ash Wednesday.

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Remembering René Girard

René Girard

René Girard passed from this life four years ago, leaving behind both an intellectual legacy and a wonderful example of a well-lived life. He changed my life in so many ways, for which I am deeply grateful.


For those who would like an in depth introduction to René Girard and his work we link here to an online seven part audio series produced by the Canadian broadcast journalist David Cayley. Gil Bailie is among the many people interviewed in this piece.

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Oxygen in the Room

 

 

 

Where should we be focusing our attention in these days? Lets see…there is:

  • the danger from foreign governments interfering in US elections
  • the on going investigations of the President which may lead to an impeachment
  • the human rights abuses from abortion to police racial profiling
  • the global climate change crisis
  • the opioid abuse crisis
  • the immigration crisis at the southern border of the United States, as well as in Europe from the Middle East and Africa
  • the danger of resurgent terrorist activity due to wars in Syria and Afghanistan
  • the outrages over male sexual predation, e.g. Harvey Weinstien, Jeffery Epstein, #Metoo, college rapes, etc
  • the economic slowdown and possible recession due to strained trading relations with China
  • the homeless crisis in large cities across the country.

One could go on and on…and each of us could prioritize the list according to our individual prudential understandings. With so many important issues clamoring for our attention it is understandable that people complain of fatigue whether from outrage or empathy – these matters use up all the oxygen in the room.

And then there is the crisis within the Catholic Church; from the massive damage done over the past decades by clerical abuses to the possibility of portentous changes in the Church herself guided not by her scriptures and traditions but rather by a new spirit from the depths of the Amazon – a spirit that looks and sounds suspiciously like the spirit of the age.

Earlier this year Gil Bailie at the Convocation of Fellows at the Dominican School of Philosophy and Theology spoke about this latter concern.  His recorded remarks are below:

 

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Christ or nothing

Malcolm Muggeridge

In 1968, Malcolm Muggeridge resigned in protest as Rector of Edinburgh University because of the university’s relaxation of its policy on drug use by students. His resignation speech – delivered from the pulpit of St Giles Catherdral in a service marking the beginning of the university term in January 1968 – includes the following:

“Speaking for myself there is practically nothing that you could do in a mood of rebellion against our impoverished way of life for which I should not feel some degree of sympathy. But how infinitely sad, how macabre that the form of your rebellion should be a demand for drugs, for the most tenth-rate sort of self-indulgence ever known in history. All is prepared for a release of new life. We await great works of art, the spirit of adventure and courage, and what do we get from you? Self-centered folly. You are on a crazy slope. For myself, I always come back to the King, to Jesus, to the Christian notion that all our efforts to make ourselves happy will fail, but that sacrifice for others will never fail. A man must become a new man, or he is no man. Or so at least I have concluded, having failed to find in past experience and present dilemmas any alternative proposition. As far as I am concerned, it is Christ or nothing. Goodbye and God bless you.”

 

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Tweet others as you would like to be tweeted

Listening to a symposium on social media and the 1st Amendment hosted by Georgetown University and the Knight First Amendment Institute I heard the above permutation of the ‘Golden Rule’. The entire hour and forty minute panel discussion was interesting but a short part of it near the end caught my attention. One of the panelists, Sarah Jeong of the New York Times, in describing the problems that social media companies encounter in trying to filter out prohibited ‘speech’ made the following observation:

There is something at the foundation of these companies that is quite poisonous, something that feeds off how much human beings love to hate each other. And limiting that instinct instead of promoting it, I think there is a tech solution in that sense. That said, I don’t know, there are bigger political, geopolitical things going on that I think we are all really afraid to talk about, and we would much rather talk about the tech stuff.

What could the “bigger political, geopolitical things” be that we are afraid to talk about?

Sin and human nature.

As the excerpt linked to above shows, Ms. Jeong’s comment was immediately responded to by another panelist with a reflection on the noble and benign intentions at the inception of what has become our digital wasteland that may be viewed as a bizarre and vain attempt at ‘whistling past the graveyard’.

Besides both subsuming and bursting ‘political/geopolitical’ concepts, it is likely such ideas would be unfamiliar to the panelists. However, as long as we avert our eyes from our fallen nature we will continue to be baffled by the perversity of human behavior and bedeviled by its pernicious and protean manifestations. Seeking technological solutions to spiritual problems may mitigate some aspects of human sinfulness but only the grace of confession and repentance available through Christ and his church will lead us out of the tangled webs we have woven. For our modern progressives, like those on the panel, sin and its entrenched place in the human heart is alien and retrograde.

Would that the heads of Silicon Valley social media companies, in lincolnesque fashion, publicly confess their complicity in abetting the darkest instincts of our nature. Where are our Prophets calling them out? Here is something that comes close…

Yonder Comes Sin

You wanna talk to me,
you got many things to say.
You want the spirit to be speaking through,
but your lust for comfort get in the way.
I can read it in your eyes, oh, what your
Heart will not reveal.
And that old evil burden has been draggin’ you down,
bound to grind you ‘neath the wheel.
Yonder comes sin.

(Walkin’ like a man, talkin’ like an angel)
Yonder comes sin.
(Proud like a peacock, swift like an eagle)
Look at your feet, see where they’ve been to.
Look at your hands, see what they been into.
Can’t you take it on the chin?
Yonder comes sin.

You see this woman standin’ next to me?
She’s foreign to your sight.
Well, her eyes may be a different color than mine,
but her blood is red and her bones are white.
You’ve been seeking them eternal, spiritual things,
but your fifty-dollar smile confirms
You’re still tryin’ to buy your way into the dreams of them
Whose bodies will be food for worms.
Yonder comes sin.

(Ready and steady, willing and able)
Yonder comes sin.
(Standin’ on the chair, standin’ on the table)
Look at your feet, see where they’ve been to
Look at your hands, see what they’ve been into.
Can’t you take it on the chin?
Yonder comes sin.

I say: See them six wild horses, honey.
You say: I don’t even see one.
You say: Point them out to me, love.
I say: Honey I got to run
My brother’s blood is crying from the grave
but you can’t hear the voice.
I stand in jeopardy every hour,
Wonderin’ what reason you have to rejoice.
Yonder comes sin.

(Down on your knees, down into the ditches)
Yonder comes sin.
(Vomiting up jewels, vomiting up riches)
Look at your feet see where they’ve been to.
Look at your hands, see what they’ve been into.
Enough to put you to tail-spin.
Yonder comes sin.

Jeremiah preached repentance
To those that would turn from hell.
But the critics all gave him such bad reviews
Put him down at the bottom of a well
kept on talking, anyway.
As the people were put into chains
Wasn’t nobody there to say “Bon voyage”
or shatter any bottles of champagne.
Yonder comes sin

(Cracking that whip, just like a feather)
Yonder comes sin.
(Put a knife in your back while talking about the weather)
Look at your feet see where they’ve been to.
Look at your hands, see what they’ve been into.
Can you take it on the chin.
Yonder comes sin

High cost of survival
Gets a little higher than you expect.
When you’re trying to get along with your enemies
And still maintain your self-respect.
As a child you knew all there was to know
It just couldn’t get expressed.
Now it scares me to see what you accept as good.
At one you wouldn’t have settled for less than the best.
Yonder comes sin.

(Way down deep and dirty, not a day under thirty)
Yonder comes sin.
(Tasting like peaches, hanging on like leaches)
Look at your feet see where they’ve been to.
Look at your hands, see what they’ve been into.
So masculine, so feminine.
Yonder comes sin.

You turn your back on the hard truth
Just to fatten up your purse.
Sings of an unrighteous world
Dare the same thing as a curse.
No kingdom made of human hands can stand.
Too bad about MacBeth.
In order to possess that corruptible crown
Gotta make a deal with Mr Death.
Yonder comes sin.

(Can you comprehend it, can you understand it)
Yonder comes sin.
(It rules the airways, it rules the planet)
Look at your feet see where they’ve been to.
Look at your hands, see what they’ve been into.
Take off that sheepish grin.
Yonder comes sin

There’s a place down in your soul
Where the law can never touch.
You do most likely what you please
And not think about too much.
I’ll be down the line when morning comes.
And that I pulled the hood up for you
So that you could see real good your uninvited guest.
Yonder comes sin.

(It’s a pleasure to meet ya, nice to have known ya)
Yonder comes sin.
(It wants to kill you, it wants to own you)
Look at your feet see where they’ve been to.
Look at your hands, see what they’ve been into.
Being pulled in all directions by the wind.
Yonder comes sin.

– Bob Dylan

(Like many old gospel songs this was based on a secular tune – Ma Rainey’s Yonder Comes the Blues)

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A note from film noir….

Orson Welles as Harry Lime in the film version of Graham Greene’s The Third Man

 

Something to bear in mind during these difficult times for the Church:

At one point, [Orson] Welles – speaking as the elusive crook Harry Lime – proclaims:

“In Italy for 30 years under the Borgias, they had warfare, terror, murder, bloodshed – they produced Michelangelo, Leonardo da Vinci and the Renaissance. In Switzerland, they had brotherly love, 500 years of democracy and peace – and what did that produce? The cuckoo clock.”

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A 9|11 Memorial Remembered

Lower Manhattan 9/11/01

Remembering the 50th on the 5th

(this was initially posted on our old blog site on September 11, 2006)

My father was killed in the Battle of the Bulge on January 7, 1945 a few months after I was born. I have not been particularly preoccupied with the details of that utterly senseless slaughter, though some years ago I was able to visit with the people with whom my father and his fellow soldiers spent the Christmas of 1944. My visit just happened to coincide with the 50th anniversary of the liberation of Europe, and there was considerable attention given to the closing days of World War II at the time. I was received by the local farmers as a hero, as they bestowed on me the gratitude they felt for the sacrifices made by Americans on their behalf.

At no time during my visits with the Belgian farmers, or in what I saw and heard on the various BBC programs dealing with the liberation of Europe, do I recall the word “tragedy” being used. Was it a tragedy that 19,000 Americans lost their lives in a battle that had no chance of changing the outcome of the war? Well, at one level, yes. But the word “tragedy” might best be reserved for things like hurricane Katrina. Tragedies happen. When tanks roll and cannons fire and machine guns blaze and bombs fall, it’s because the decision has been made for those things to happen.

As we commemorate the fifth anniversary of the mass murder that occurred on September 11, 2001, I have already heard the word “tragedy” used several times. No one can deny that the events of that day were terribly tragic for the families and friends of those who died in the attack, just as my father’s death in a German bombing raid was a terrible tragedy for my mother. Use of the word tragedy, however, can reinforce an already prevalent tendency to ignore the fact that those who died in lower Manhattan five years ago were killed by mass murderers, and their deaths were jubilantly celebrated by dancing in the streets in the Muslim world.

CNN’s chief international correspondent, Christiane Amanpour recently spoke with Michael Scheuer, the former head of the CIA’s bin Laden unit. Scheuer told her that he had learned that Osama bin Laden has recently been given permission by a cleric in Saudi Arabia to use nuclear weapons against the United States, “capping the casualties at 10 million.” The dumbfounded Amanpour asked Scheuer: “He’s had a approval, a religious approval for 10 million deaths?” “Yes,” Scheuer told her.

We have every reason to vigorously debate the morality of this or that domestic law or policy, on one hand, or this or that foreign policy or military adventure of our nation or any other nation, on the other. We needn’t agree with the policies of our own or any other government; it goes without saying that many will strongly disagree. It would be a very dangerous world if it were ever to be otherwise. That said, however, there is a world of difference between policies aimed at preserving and protecting a society – however misguided these policies might conceivably be – and policies that are explicitly and unapologetically murderous and genocidal.

We may disagree sharply on how to respond to the new forms of genocide that have emerged in our day. The actions of the U.S. and of other Western nations and institutions may at times be unconscionable, and vigilance is the watchword. It is not out of the question that, as in the case of Hiroshima and Nagasaki, the West might commit appalling atrocities in its attempt to prevent the atrocities the jihadist are now planning and committing. The powerful mimetic dynamic that operates in such conflict is terribly dangerous and not to be overlooked. But to imagine that a moral equivalence exists today between the West and the jihadists is to forsake reality and renounce the only moral progress for which we can legitimately hope.

What we must never forget, of course, is that we are all God’s children; none of us is immune to the seductions that lead to hatred and violence. But awareness of our moral predicament and the fallibility of our judgment does not absolve us of our responsibility to protect the innocent as best we can from those maddened by racial hatred and pathological forms of religious zealotry. The more clearly we recognize the threats from which we must try to protect the innocent, the more reason we have to remember St. Paul’s reminder that it is not against flesh and blood that we struggle, but rather against spiritual forces to which we ourselves are never immune. That those who have fallen under the influence of these forces are brothers and sisters of ours does not mean that we should not repel them as best we can and prevent the damage they will otherwise cause, but it does mean that we must not loose sight of their humanity and our kinship with them.

For our struggle is not with flesh and blood but with the principalities, with the powers, with the world rulers of this present darkness, with the evil spirits in the heavens. Therefore, put on the armor of God, that you may be able to resist on the evil day and, having done everything, to hold your ground. So stand fast with your loins girded in truth, clothed with righteousness as a breastplate, and your feet shod in readiness for the gospel of peace. (Ephesians 6: 12-15)

Christians and Jews understand that history will all too often be the arena of crushed hopes and broken hearts. Knowing that, however, is the precondition for recognizing one of the greatest gifts of Christian faith, namely, the sure knowledge that where sin abounds, grace super-abounds, and that none of the suffering in history is meaningless, however inaccessible that meaning might be to those in the midst of the suffering. “My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?” That such cries are heard by a loving and all-caring God, a God who will in the end wipe away every tear, is the bedrock of Christian hope.

To those who struggled up the stairwell of the North and South towers of the World Trade Center with fire-fighting equipment, and to those, like my father, against whom Hitler’s last mad murderousness spent itself, the world owes its respect and gratitude. In neither case did they die in a tragedy. They died rather in a struggle to preserve civilization and protect the innocent from the barbarians threatening them. We have not seen the last of such things, and we have almost certainly not seen the worst of them. If we are to face today’s historical exigencies responsibly, we will need to summon an uncommon measure of faith and fortitude.

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Unplanned

 

Archeologists in Peru have discovered 227 bodies of children sacrificed by the pre-Columbian Chimu culture to appease the gods of wet weather – the El Niño. “Wherever you dig, there’s another one,” the chief archeologist Feren Castillo said.

We would never sacrifice children because of changes in the weather. Admittedly some of those most alarmed about “climate change” choose not to have children. That’s foolish and sad, but it’s not savage.

On the other hand, what will future historians have to say about a culture that kills between 2000 and 3000 children EACH DAY in THIS COUNTRY ALONE? These historians will know what everyone who watches the first few minutes of Unplanned discovers: the unspeakable truth about the abortion industry, all to appease the gods of sexual license and convenience.

In historical retrospect, the movie Unplanned may be seen as having done for the central moral and civil rights issue of our age what Uncle Tom’s Cabin did in exposing the horrors of slavery in the mid-nineteenth century and what Martin Luther King, Jr’s Letter from Birmingham Jail did for the Civil Rights movement in the 1960s.

Despite all the political realignment over the last 50 years, it may not be entirely coincidental that each of these three instances of exploitation of the powerless by the powerful was staunchly defended by the Democratic party.

Unplanned is not easy to watch, but that’s the point: almost a million babies a year brutally killed by medical professionals. God help us. This movie just might be the moment when the comforting euphemisms fall away and we recognize what we have allowed to happen. The first five minutes of the film will change even the fiercest champion of abortion, which is why the abortion lobby and its powerful friends are doing everything they can to keep people from seeing it.

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Waning days of Summer Newsletter

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This is the last of Gil Bailie’s Reflections on the works of William Shakespeare – and appropriately The Tempest was the Bard’s final play.


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Culture: The Canary in the Gemeinschaft

by Gil Bailie

The following is reprised from a blog posting originally made in September 2006. We believe its relevance to our contemporary situation makes it worth re-posting. The impetus for this came out of discussions at the Friday afternoon Girard seminars held episodically on the campus of Stanford University from the late 1980s to 2010.


In a lengthy article in the current issue of The Weekly Standard, Ralph Peters touches on one of the issues I raised at the last Girard seminar at Stanford and alluded to in the last Cornerstone Forum Newsletter. The issue is the erasure of cultural difference that accompanies today’s globalization and what the likely consequences of that erasure might be. Peters says some very pertinent things, for instance, that “there is a worldwide vacuum of purpose that the glittering trinkets of globalization cannot fill,” and: “The conviction that a new man freed of archaic identities and primitive loyalties can be created by human contrivance is an old illusion.” This illusion, having been entertained altogether too naively by the globalizing elites, is now collapsing into new forms of tribalism, which Peters conflates with magic or magical thinking, something he feels is likely to neither disappear nor be understood by the elites who convinced themselves that it would.

There is much merit to the argument Peters is making. It is a specification of the longstanding realization that humans are inherently religious beings, the default position on human religiosity being the primordial forms, from which biblical thought generally and the Christian revelation specifically exist to liberate us. There is a good deal of liberation from these primitive forms of the sacred yet to be done, and, even where the biblical and Christian leaven has been long at work, there remain vestiges of archaic religiosity which, under the pressure of social dislocations, are capable of revival and resurgence. One of the circumstances which favors the revival of these vestiges is the attenuation of a palpable sense of “we-ness,” a sense of social and religious belonging, and it is precisely this loss of social identity that has accompanied the globalization of the last few decades.

The mere fact that people exist “side by side, imprisoned on the same earth’s surface,” Hans Urs von Balthasar insists, does not constitute a viable community, and, if left with no bonds other than that, the soul will eventually rebel, seeking more palpable, visceral, and meaningful forms of communion. The impulse to retrieve such a communion can easily and quite naturally become retrogressive. A healthy sense of communio, von Balthasar argues, will be the precondition for all kinds of lively interactions, arguments, disagreements, and so on, the social container for a give-and-take, not an enforced sameness, which is what is currently being fostered by the globalizing elites wherever they have attained the power to do so.

Contrary to the anthropological naïveté of the social engineers, true community is not a social-contract arrangement. One’s family, or village, or nation are given. As Hans Urs von Balthasar puts it:

Those who are in “communion,” … do not enter into such a social relationship solely on their own initiative, each of his own private accord, determining its scope by the stipulations they make when they establish it. They are already in it from the start, already mutually dependent a priori, as a matter of course, not only to live together and contrive to get on with one another in the same domain, but also to carry out a common activity. … Otherwise, “L’enfer, c’est les autres” – “Hell is other people.”

There is, Ralph Peters argues, widespread “popular discontent with pseudo-identities concocted by political elites.” Globalization, he writes, “enthralls and binds together a new aristocracy – the golden crust on the human loaf – but the remaining billions, who lack the culture and confidence to benefit from ‘one world,’ have begun to erect barricades against the internationalization of their affairs.” We are, he writes, “witnessing the return of the tribes – a global phenomenon, but the antithesis of globalization as described in pop bestsellers. The twin tribal identities, ethnic and religious brotherhood, are once again armed and dangerous.”

However much we might wish it were otherwise, it is nonetheless true that we humans love one another with different levels of intensity and commitment. Cultural realism requires us to recognize this fact. It’s like the law of gravity; ignoring it will not make it go away. Whatever subtle presuppositions might be operating in utopian forms of egalitarianism or meritocracy, the truth is that one always tends to love one’s spouse and one’s children better than one loves others. As Christians, we can and should try to compensate for this natural affective asymmetry, but the first thing one must do in order to compensate for it is to recognize its existence. Of course, most of us recognize the domestic version of it, but we may not realize that the family is simply the inner core of a series of concentric circles of particular affection which quite naturally exist. Extended families, clans, ethnicities, nationalities, religious affinities, and so on and so forth; these things are the bonds that bind us, fostering the social intimacies that make us human. Accepting them and appreciating them is not a synonym for xenophobia. Someone secure in his or her matrix of relationships will meet those embedded in unfamiliar cultural matrices with a good deal more openness than will those floating in a sea of social undifferentiation. If and when these bonds become too attenuated, a hunger for them is aroused which eventually may seek satisfaction by reviving archaic forms of it by way of hatred and violence.

What Peters means by “magic” is more or less what René Girard means by the sacred, using the word with an anthropological, not pious, connotation. To distinguish these contexts, Girard often uses the phrase “the primitive sacred” to refer to the combination of superstition, violence, and ritual upon which archaic societies (past and present) depended for the maintenance of social solidarity and political order. Whether it begins with the southern European Renaissance or its northern variant, the Reformation, the process we now call secularization has been underway for centuries. It was driven by Christian desacralization which it misunderstood and misappropriated. Now that that process has run its course, what is becoming clear is something I’ve been harping on for years: the secular is not a sustainable alternative to the (primitive) sacred. If those are the only two alternatives on offer, a top-down choice in favor of the secular will serve simply as the prelude to a bottom-up demand for the sacred, the ferocity of which will be a measure of secularism’s anthropological naïveté.

It is with this as historical backdrop that we can and must rediscover the absolutely unique anthropological significance of Christian sacramentality. For the true alternative to the (primitive) sacred is the distinctive form of sacramentality which it has been the historical privilege of catholic Christianity to awaken in believers and propose to the world. One is tempted to put it emphatically: Ultimately, the only alternative to magic is the Eucharist.

Again, Hans Urs von Balthasar:

The reality of Jesus’ eucharistic self-communication at his Last Supper and in the communion of those who take part in the meal which is established – not in any case magical, but sacramentally objective and inseparably constituting both communion with God in Christ and communion with one another (1 Cor 10:16ff); this opens out a possibility of living for others which exceeds purely human capacity because it is a sharing in Christ’s vicarious suffering for the Church (and thereby for all men) (Col 1:24), involving sharing a common lot with the Lord …

What is today becoming clear, and what Ralph Peters has seen through a glass darkly, is that the secular is a brief interregnum which will dissolve in due course into a religious revival, the only outstanding question is: around which religious tradition will that revival occur?

Neither ideological secularism nor the ferocious revivals of the sacred that recoil from its banality and vulgarity are capable of inspiring the spiritual and cultural revitalization that our present situation demands. The alternative to the contemporary secular wasteland is not the intoxication and fanaticism of sacred violence but the sacramental forms of religious self-donation that it has been the distinctive historical privilege of Christianity to foster.

 

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Without me, you can do nothing

Pantocrator by Br. Terence

Christian anthropology – based on the revelation of Christ and the philosophical insights which that revelation awakened – insists that grace perfects nature. What isn’t apparent until the grace-nature connection is widely abandoned is that not only does grace perfect nature, but grace rescues nature from the gnostic and antinomian corruptions to which it otherwise falls prey – as the developments of the last few decades have shown. The nihilism (the moral nothingness) arising all around us is the anthropological confirmation of Christ’s warning: “Without me, you can do nothing.”

Every effort to rectify this situation that fails to reckon with the revelation of Christ is doomed. Paganism had its virtues, but once exposed to the biblical – and especially the Christian – revelation, every attempt to fashion a post-Christian culture will lead to disaster. We are currently in the midst of one.

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