Ultimately, we might be faced with a choice between Franco and Lenin. This is very dangerous, these times we live in.
Me? What would I do? Well, if I had to choose…then just figure that its Spain, 1936 and I’m a Carlist.
I think a lot of people miss what Solzhenitsyn really meant when he said the 20th Century’s problem was that people had forgotten about God. It is an easy statement and most probably think they grasp it…but you have to dig really deep to understand that those who forget about God are incapable of morality. Sure, sure; we’ve all heard the stories of the good atheist. Yadda, yadda, yadda…but doesn’t matter. If you really have excised God from your life then there is nothing to hold you back except purely practical considerations. Mostly: you don’t want to go to jail. But if jail isn’t in prospect, what’s to stop you? You don’t believe in God – indeed, you’ve forgotten about Him.
When we read story after story of rich, powerful men preying upon women and youth, what do you really think that is about? For goodness sake, these are rich men: they can pony up the money and have a bevy of gorgeous women (or boys, if they swing that way) voluntarily do whatever sexual acts are desired. But, they don’t do that, do they? No: they want someone they can abuse. If you pay someone the asked price then it isn’t abuse. It is still just as immoral, but where is the power involved in that? How can you feel a special, elect person unless you can force someone to do something with no worry about consequences to yourself?
Because that is the real mark of forgetting about God: becoming a bully. When we say the phrase “brotherhood of man” we can only say that if we’re the children of God. And if we are all, indeed, children of God then we are brothers and sisters and so we really shouldn’t abuse one another. But if there isn’t any God – if we forgot about Him? – well, then; who are you to me? You are whatever I can force you to be. And there is a delicious pleasure to be had in abusing another person. Don’t doubt me on this.
In ancient America do you think the Aztec priests woke up on Monday going, “oh, geesh, its rip-hearts-out day! Dang! I just wanted to go fishing!”. Nope; it wasn’t like that because it couldn’t be like that. Aztec priests, priests of Baal, Auschwitz guards, NKVD interrogators…all have this in common: to them, it was cool what they were doing. They enjoyed it. And don’t think they didn’t know it was wrong: that is something that can’t be excised from the human heart no matter how much a person forgets about God. How do we know this is true? Because the one thing an Aztec priest and NKVD interrogator would never do is volunteer to be subjected to what they did. You think the guy who ripped out a heart really thought that God was pleased? Don’t be quite so silly: if he really believed that, he’d have undergone it. If you don’t want it to happen to you then you know that you shouldn’t do it. But, still, they did it. Because there is an exquisite pleasure in being cruel. There is a rush in doing evil which the victim is forbidden to stop. That someone is at your mercy is a glorious feeling – provided, of course, that you take that first step in forgetting about God.
The other part of it is the not everyone gets to do it. That’s the flip side of abuse: exclusivity. Fruits that are forbidden to all but the Elect. If you’re in the club, you have the privilege. If you want the most insane ego trip then you want to be abusing in a manner that is denied to most. Joe down the street would long ago have been locked up for life if he did 10% of what some of these rich men do. And that’s the beauty of it for them. To be able to let loose their own perversions upon helpless victims while most can’t is the mark of being at the top of the heap. Of being a special, advanced person who can’t be questioned by the lower orders.
But it isn’t just super rich who have forgotten about God. Nope: plenty of people far down the socio-economic scale, aping the super rich, have forgotten as well. But they do lack the means and the protection to really go to town. So, they do what they can – like, you know, burn down a business during a riot one day and then harass a person for not wearing a mask the next. Place everyone on edge about pronouns and systemic racism. With, you know, only you and the select in the club knowing what is a violation. It isn’t quite like Epstein, but it is still a rush for some low-rent pipsqueak of a nobody to be able to lord it over some shop owner or random person walking down the street.
What we have in America today is a system of privileges assigned by money or claimed victim status. If you’re rich and shovel money out to the right people, you are nearly untouchable. If you can claim the correct victim status, you are also untouchable. But in both cases, you are allowed to touch anyone. Only you get to decide what is good and what is bad and your word, even if it changes by the minute, is law. Everyone who isn’t rich or a victim is your plaything. Their lives are in your hands: you can cost them their job, ruin them socially. Just a bit more pushing and you might even be able to send them to prison for daring to transgress whatever insane rules you thought up just the moment before. And, remember, they think it is fun. They have forgotten about God and so their lives are without hope or purpose: to fill up this vacuum, they’ll shove just about anything in there. And the ultimate thing to satisfy is human lives. They already work towards this, step by step; checking along the way to see if anyone will really stop them. And nobody is…so they just keep going.
So, what are we to do? I mean: those of us who remember God and so have morality and wouldn’t think of abusing anyone?
We’re going to have to relearn an old lesson taught by the Scipios of Rome and Hernan Cortes: you don’t tolerate barbarian bullies. Either they go, or we do.
The time of choosing his rapidly approaching.