There is no life if man does not know in whose name he ought to live and to whose glory he ought to work.

Joseph L. Hromadka, in Doom and Resurrection

Prayers today please for Michael Dorn, an Irishman by birth and life, educator, good man and good father, who died suddenly yesterday – passing far before his time – and for his son Sam, another fine man, lovely daughter Emma, his perfect mate, wife Kathy and his family.

Soraidh.

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It is really surprising that there is so little comprehensive and intelligent public critique of the disintegration of America among our political class, our media, and the academy.

Yes, of course, many of them have been mindless and willing participants in our great national undoing.

Yet, among these classes there are those who compete to lead, to gain influence, be exalted; but, they lack a view that enlightens – leaving to the properly angry pockets of citizens to express their opposition to this disintegration.

There is a public that desires we save this land – but who leads?  What voice is heard?  What words rally and unite? Who stands at Concord Bridge?  Breed’s Hill?

Strangest of all – a critique has common elements.  I cite but two.

One, the 1960’s brought us the intense politcization of the culture.  In politics all things (including relations between men and women, sexual expression and sex itself) were reduced, drained of human experience and expression.

All identity was reduced to politics.  Hundreds of years of evolution dismissed by the handy-work of those whose one voice was petty politics:  the world reduced to the gross nature of the ward boss, the “community organizer,” the tin-horn dictator, the ambitious appetites of never-accomplish-a-thing educational elites who think of themselves, of course, as being imbued with unquestionable privilege, unimpeachable intelligence.

Two, God has been discarded, ignored, opposed, exiled – and all references to life in any larger form than mortal, physical and material is banished, language lost, meaning scuttled in favor of all that is worthless, self-serving, cheap, hostile, divisive.

The broad critical context is simply stated.  It is thus: those who have had power have succeeded in reducing life to crude lifelessness.

If religious excitement be in its decline, and political excitement just beginning, the latter passion will extinguish the former.

Alexander de Tocqueville, in Letter and Remains, I

Truth is, we have been inept, inarticulate, intellectually-weak in forming a necessary complaint and useful opposition – and some who would oppose have straddled the fence unable to act as the serious erosion requires.

We live in very troubled times – with a poverty of leadership.

Shalom.

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