I do not think I have ever seen a notion as sinister as the one that currently traffics in our culture. We now seem to think that to criticize any behavior – any whatsoever – is somehow a form of “repression” and therefore immoral of itself. It defies the definition of the words “repression” and “morality.” It is childish in the extreme. It’s the sort of thing a young child would claim after they were caught using crayon on the wall, “I was being an artist!” That people who refuse to grow up are making the claim is just the price of living in a world so wealthy that people can refuse to grow up. That is the problem. That culture as a whole is doing anything other than dismissing such claims out of hand is the real issue.
The panhandle of Texas is a little bit in the news this week. It is currently home to the second largest wildfire in U.S. history, and threatening to become the largest. For most people this is true “flyover country”, or perhaps “drive-thru,” if travelling east-west on interstate 40 or the old Route 66 but otherwise it does not enter most American’s consciousness. But from kindergarten through fifth grade, I lived there, and loved it. It is a place rich in history, natural beauty and burrowed deeply in American folklore. The town of Fritch, which if you watch the news you will see has burned extensively in this fire, is a place where I spent a lot of time at a friend’s home in my youth. This fire is quite literally burning my memories and I am praying for all that live there and especially for those that have been displaced.
A couple of stories emerged yesterday that put California on my mind. I have been praying a lot lately for my many friends that feel like they have to stay in the state for reasons of family, the natural beauty, or because they cannot stomach the capital gains hit if they sell their home. Thinking about it had me recalling when I moved there – a time when my rust belt homeland was on very hard times and Ronald Reagan suggested heading west where he had left a business paradise with jobs aplenty as he advanced from the state house to the White House. People laughed at Reagan then, treating the notion as ludicrous, which is often the reaction I get when I suggest now that people leave. One would think the migration away from California, a migration I have been happy to make, would cause a rethink in the formerly Golden State, but instead they seem to just keep doubling down on silly, if not stupid.
We often point out that many modern liberals live in a fantasy world. A world where EVs are universally practical and fossil fuels unnecessary. I have, on several occasions, wondered if the advent of the online life is not the culprit. Many, particularly the young, spend so much time in a “world” under their complete and utter control that they forget there are all sorts of problems out there that make even our wonderful dreams impossible. Now they seem to be taking science fiction movies seriously?!
Those of Christian faith oppose many modern social trends, but Christianity is inimical to no one. We bear no malice – in point of fact, our opposition is born of love. After all, a mother that loves her child will not let that child stick its hand into an open flame. But much like the toddler that throws a tantrum when you withdraw its hand from approaching the flame, Christianity is being met with increasing hostility. Consider:
Look, I get it, the need for “news stories” to fill the output pipe is immense, but honestly. Thursday CNNStyle ran a story about “rethinking” the toilet. This was done in the name of water conservation, but the results were lunatic. The first solution they offer was from far remote, rural Finland and was little more than a sophisticated and well decorated outhouse. Or sure, they give it a name – “Huussi” – and try really hard to tell you itis not an outhouse, but it’s an outhouse. I can just picture urban “sophisticates” at a cocktail party somewhere carrying on about the environmental advantages of this approach, having never actually used one in the dead of winter in their lives.