— Do you or someone you know & care for suffer from ‘The Black Dog’?
— Does that addict or drunk or sad co-worker suffer from depression? Do you?
— Do you “helpfully” offer endless free advice and ‘fixes’ because you find dealing with depression really awkward?
~ FOR MANY PEOPLE, depression is a day, a week, a season. It is left behind as an sour note in an otherwise happy life.
In our happy “we can fix everything” universe, TV and movie stories resolve every problem via heroism and happenstance and all is well again. Except.. people can break, and sometimes only partly tape and glue and tie themselves half-together again, enough to limp along a while longer.
What Kind Of Beast IS This?
This Black Dog is patient, vicious, and quiet: it has hunted & haunted my parents, and grandparents, and down the genetic pathways for generations. For others, life & crises and trouble starts fresh for them.
Yet for others– yes, of all ages– it is interwoven into the very stuff of life, perhaps as far back as memory reaches, a misty shadowed valley that never seems to come to an end, with light only breaking through now and again. The Valley of the Shadow; this vale of tears; the bleak lands where affliction dwells.
Yet even there, Christ walks and talks with his own sheep. Sometimes, he will shift us up onto his shoulders awhile. Faith can make an infinite difference in the experience & severity of depression.
All better? Nope.
There are no magic happy-cures, not skipping through the sparkly flowers on a unicorn– but a costly cross-bearing love which both lightens your burden, and enlightens the path and things around you. The proper meds & counselling and living life the best you can any given day will help, too. The grinding miserable trudge has become a pilgrimage: but to where?
The vale is not infinite. There is a fair city and golden castle farther on ahead.. you know not how far.. but in it is light, and peace, and no more suffering or tears, and all the former things shall pass away. There are battles to fight and people to help along this path– and many needing help– on our way.
Without such hope and faith and love– and the mercy of God & others– I would be long-dead. Will you walk beside me and the others like me, or pass us by on the other side? ~
~ HANS KÜNG used to be a very big deal. I was wondering the other day if he was still alive. He is.
Younger Hans was the say-anything unorthodox enfant terrible of the mid-20th century Catholic Church revolution. He and his ilk were going to remake everything in sight: Church, society, culture, thought, truth itself. Utopia now: just one more change!
Now, the young radical celebrity is almost 90. I got his autograph once, in the mid-’80s. “Hans Kung, Not Infallible” it read. Daring.
Just Phone It In, Hans
His speech that day was a disappointing rehash of Thomas Kuhn’s “Paradigm Shift” theories.. from a book published in 1962, almost 25 years before he spoke to us at Acadia. Count me underwhelmed.
He brought nothing recent, relevant, nothing about Catholicism or post-1960s developments in theology, philosophy… just rehash. Regurge. Leftovers. Could’ve just sent along a polite note saying “Read this book. I like it.”
Yet he was a big deal, back in the day, truly one of the 20th century modernist tsunami-riders, wreaking havoc on the Catholic Church as she was torn from her true self and made a puppet for the passing Zeitgeist and radical politics. In 2018, we are still floating amidst the wreckage, corpses, dirt, pollution and chaos of that time.
A Band Of Busy Clevers
There was a whole cadre of such clever modernizers as Küng, who had schemed amongst themselves and with the modernist Pope John XXIII and his protege Montini (later Pope Paul VI) to subvert the original plans for the ecumenical council which became known as Vatican II. You can even read some of what was supposed to be discussed in the Council that was never allowed to take place, now that the revolution was rolling.
That crucial moment was all about power: seizing it, keeping it, imposing it, and remaking the Church in their image. The book-series and TV-show Game Of Thrones looks mild by comparison.
The break was with the past, personified by a ‘Medieval’ Pius XII: as he aged, he was minimized, mocked, dismissed, even shown in newspaper photos on his death-bed, and displayed at the funeral after a (deliberately?) bungled embalming. Pius was then all but erased & forgotten in the predestined scheme to elect the stealth-modernist, progressive socialist, & likely freemason Roncalli (John XXIII) to the papal throne.
They Didn’t Start The Arson
From the 1750s onwards, a spirit of revolution, change, utopianism, and anti-Christianity arose in Europe. Promoted by the Masonic Lodges, “new-thinking” intellectuals in France and England and elsewhere, that idea of suddenly remaking everything broke out in France in that blood-soaked Revolution; less catastrophically in English legal and political reforms in the early 1800s, yet again in the Communist-inspired 1840s and 1850s, and on into the 20th century.
“Bad things happen; we’re the ones who can & will fix it! We will do things to others for their own good, and throw down the bad people, and make a better future for mankind! Away with priests and superstition and kings and old ways!” Hence Robespierre, Marx, and all the others. Revolution now, then utopia!
Striking The Roots, Replacing The Tree
The Vatican II Council was the mature fruit of that revolutionary spirit, and– within the Church– of over 80 years and more of bubbling ferment and subversion, promotions and mutual protection, denial and deceit, of the restless gnostic Catholic progressive modernists– the superior special ones who know the special things– planning to overthrow both the substance and appearance of the great enemy of Europe’s turbulent revolutionary spirit– the Catholic Church.
Once, perhaps, Hans Küng thought a glorious future lay just ahead, a churchly utopia of spirit and world cooperating to make a bright New Age for humanity. Surely this was the true motion of the Holy Spirit!
Sadly, such revolutionized ‘Christian’ leaders forgot the basic truth: don’t immanentize the eschaton. That is, don’t try and make heaven on earth in man’s image, for it will be hell. Such Marxism is a shallow shadow-faith leading to lies, gulags, and bleak fields of broken bones.
A Sad Shallow Failed Utopia
Sadly, and in retrospect, the brief pause in the revolution represented by Benedict XVI now leaves us in 2018 with the spectacle of two popes, one bullied out of office by nefarious means and whispered threats, and the other bent on remaking everything in his own image, and according to a singular and imposed modernist interpretation of both Vatican II, and his own ideas. Oh yeah– and Pope Benedict XVI was pushed. He did not jump.
The glorious revolution in the Church has– by its own internal logic– collapsed into mere power, a cult of personality, a marginalizing and dividing force, not a unifying and building principle, in which the “winners” endlessly repeat themselves, cheating the Church into fresh compromises and radical lies, collecting power and fame and money and more control. Doing things To people, and not For them, as Christ’s own precious flock, for whom he died. Even, helping souls onward to Hell, and not Heaven.
Not a very inspiring utopia. Not exactly a very healthy or happy Church. The more they ‘succeed’, the more they fail– failing God, and his people, and the true Kingdom.
Turn Or Burn, Buddy
I do hope Hans repents and recants before he dies, though it will take long years before ever the horrid festering wounds and terrible damage he and his ilk did to the Church will be healed or repaired. Surely 1789 to 2018 is enough time to observe that revolutions go rogue: once things start falling apart, there’s no easy way to say “Whoa! That’s enough, and no further!” Surely the arrogance and pride of the long line of revolters is from Lucifer The Lying Proud Murderer, and not of Him Who came to serve, and not be served?
The way forward is not more revolution, but rather remembrance, rebuilding, rebuke, repentance, re-commitment, resistance, contemplative and prayerful obedience to Christ The King, and not to the spirit of the world, or the dark gods of worldly power, control, and proud sin.
~ AS THE RAIN pours showers of blessings on the Eastern part of this Royal Dominion, I cannot but give thanks for this land– though the last 50 years have been sub-optimal under the progressitopian Trudeau Cult.
Above all, in The Year Of Our Lord 2017, Christians in Canada need to pray for our country, for we have wandered into deep and deadly waters of life and death, sin and evil, and our elected officials and robed rulers wish to command that sweet is bitter and bitter is sweet.
This was founded as and is still a Christian land, founded on truth, faith, virtue, and Christian principles– we have no legal fiction of the separation of church and state, as if citizens could somehow divide themselves inwardly to ultimately serve God and Caesar both. Our due earthly obedience has proper limits, which we forget at our eternal peril.
Here we have no abiding city.. but the lines have fallen unto us in pleasant places; indeed, we have a beautiful inheritance (Ps. 16). Thank you, O Lord.
O Canada! Our home and native land!
True patriot love thou dost in us command.
We see thee rising fair, dear land,
The True North, strong and free;
And stand on guard, O Canada,
We stand on guard for thee.
O Canada! O Canada!
O Canada! We stand on guard for thee.
O Canada! We stand on guard for thee.
O Canada! Where pines and maples grow,
Great prairies spread and lordly rivers flow,
How dear to us thy broad domain,
From East to Western Sea;
Thou land of hope for all who toil!
Thou True North, strong and free!
O Canada! Beneath thy shining skies
May stalwart sons and gentle maidens rise,
To keep thee steadfast through the years,
From East to Western Sea.
Our own beloved native land,
Our True North, strong and free!
Ruler Supreme, Who hearest humble prayer,
Hold our dominion within Thy loving care.
Help us to find, O God, in Thee,
A lasting, rich reward,
As waiting for the Better Day
We ever stand on guard.
WHICH IS WORSE? Rebellion, or Blind Obedience? Or, is there another way?
In Tolkien’s story, times are dark and dire– Éomer son of Éomund, Third Marshal of the Riddermark– one of the great Captains of Rohan and nephew to the King– has seemingly gone rogue, to fight the enemies of Rohan as he sees fit. That’s the merest start of the woes.
To the North-West, the dark pinnacle of Isengard stands, surrounded by armies of huge mutant orcs, evil men, giant wolves, and the darkened powers of the fallen wizard Saruman. Rohan’s neioghbour is preparing for war on that kingdom.
To the East and South, mighty land of Mordor broods under Sauron’s cruel domination, his countless forces massing for an assault on Gondor– last bastion of the West and of all free peoples– then to fill all the lands with a second darkness. Doom will soon fall.
Worst of all, the king himself, Théoden King son of Thengel, a seeming lesser son of greater rulers, sits bowed and cowed, listening to the poisoned words of Isengard and Mordor via his usurping advisor, Grima Wormtongue. All faithful folk of the Rohirrim wait, and suffer, and hope for they know not what.
What then shall we say of Captain Éomer? Faithless traitor? #NotMyKing perhaps? Seeking his uncle’s crown? Enemy of Rohan and the King and the official direction of officialdom? So says Master Wormtongue into the King’s ear.
So the U.S. is currently embroiled in what amounts to an attempted coup d’etat– the Left-wing establishment & media are seeking to effectively un-elect the new president, because he’s not one of them. He’s a bad, bad, evil man, a traitor, an icky, and anything is more “truly” loyal than observing the rule of law, or respecting results of a democratic vote by the American public. Heaven knows, those who oppose you must be enemies of all things decent and right or are you an enemy, too?
The current U.S. crisis– as driven by radicals– gives a bad name to bullshit & nonsense. Yet all this is very serious, and not to be dismissed as some kind of insane joke.
We moderns love the advice of Jim Morrison & The Doors to “break on through to the other side“, and spent centuries now– since the European Protestant Deformation and the French Devolution– imagining ourselves as virtuous and innocent rebels against The Evil Them. All are shaped and entangled in this revolution, whether we are herd-minded, or cheering the revolt directly.
What is less common is a noble political, religious, and principled position of Loyal Opposition, if the times demand it: to have a sense of abiding right and wrong, of the good and true, beyond the momentary tug of war of the present, the misrule of rulers, and to abide faithful even in difficult circumstances. How to be good when the times are evil? How do we stay faithful if the government is bad, or the king is mad, or traitorous to his people?
The weakness of Rohan has had a cost. Éomer is caught between two obediences: his loyalty and his duty. For war marches on Rohan, but no orders come from the indecisive throne; orcs raid and plunder and kill the helpless farm-folk in Rohan, yet “Indeed in this riding north I went without the king’s leave”.*
How shall duty and loyalty and truth and love and hope serve in the seeming chaos? How shall we judge and be sure of anything? Tolkien writes—
‘As he ever has judged,’ said Aragorn. ‘Good and ill have not changed since yesteryear; nor are they one thing among Elves and Dwarves and another among Men. It is a man’s part to discern them, as much in the Golden Wood as in his own house.’
As in pre-Norman England, the battle is not between blind obedience to authority, or a chaotic popular revolution. The English sought one obedience, but defined in two ways– (a) Liberty Under Law, and (b) Freedom Under Faith. Without both parts of each, neither will be enough.
Lawless liberty cannot make a lasting society; Law without freedom is slavery. Likewise, faithless freedom tends towards chaos, for God is the greatest lawgiver, and saviour of mens souls and bodies; faith without freedom is cultish and demeans the faithful, and is not Christ’s way.
See Ya, Yahweh!
Each society, each soul, each age will fight the same battle, in different forms and garb. What is new since the Revolting Age is the attempt to live, legislate, and rule under freedom from faith, where man– or at least the ruling class and its guns & thugs and bankers– seeks to take the place of God, and dominate all things, and call it good, and true, and right in itself.*
That modern hubris and madness has also infected the Church, via the poisons of various kinds of utopianism. Man is now innately good, needing only guidance, freedom, and liberation to attain perfection. Jesus is a helper and example, and God is our ever-variable and surprising cheerleader. The Holy Spirit is constantly giving us novelties in thought, truth, worship, and everything else, leading and blessing the revolution.
Shall we submit to evil by blindly obeying power gone wrong, or become crazy rebels– or, the third way: suffering and even Martyrdom? Accused on all sides, and rejected by the spirit of the age, and the herd, and the power-mongers, and even the worldly rebels, too? St. Thomas More is an example to us all in this age of conflicting loyalties & duties.
Dissent is not automatically disloyalty, or destruction. Not all watchdogs are rabid. ~
~ Teh Binks
* As the story unfolds, faithful Éomer son of Éomund becomes a war hero for Rohan, and when Théoden King (having come to his senses) is slain in the Battle of Minas Tirith– having bravely led his armies to the rescue of Gondor against Sauron– loyal Éomer becomes king of Rohan. ~
~ SO MRS. CLINTON has arisen from her fainting-couch long enough to continued her wild swinging against the demonized U.S. alt-Right, Trumperies, who she consider a horrible unAmerican “basket of deplorables.” Catchy phrase, that.
Maybe she’s partly right. Whatever. The gaffetastic one later sort of apologized (the typical “regret” falling far short of apology or repentance or rethinking), so there’s that.
You just gotta know she did NOT just mean Trump supporters.. she meant anybody in America & Planet Hillary who (a) do not worship her, (b) and who won’t bend the knee to all that she wants & stands for. (I.E. most human beings ever, everywhere, and a majority of Americans).
All others? Deplorables = to be deplored. Sub-human. Not entirely American. Not entitled to rights, respect, due process, justice, proper representation. Christers.. Republicans.. Tea Party scum; alt-right; online critics, anti-Hillary journalists & media & bloggers. Peasants who don’t know their place.
A Cadre Of Misleaders
A President Hillary, i.e. a possible “leader” like Obama, her own husband, Trudeau-Wynne-Notley, and too many Western “leaders” of recent history. Supreme Intergalactic Empress Hillary will not– and chooses not– to be the responsible & accountable leader of ALL the people she is supposed to serve. This is a gross failure of character, and politics.
Clearly, there’s her sheep, and then there’s wolves, scum, and many tens of millions other deplorables in the basket, who are less than, and who will get what is coming to them, sooner or later. She just doesn’t seem to want to be president of all of the U.S. population– based on her progressive ideological supremacism. Get on board, or else.
Meanwhile, the online meme & Twitter reaction [ #BasketOfDeplorables ] has been predictably hilarious, while we’re still free to laugh, poke fun, criticize, or even ask smart reasonable questions in the West. ~
Saith the Binks– the following (minus section-headings,minor formatting, and graphics) was written as a comment on Loki’s webpage for the article just below. It is unedited, and so there you are, and there you go. ~B~
~ ITEM:PRIVILEGE AND PREJUDICE: SOCIAL JUSTICE IN AN AGE OF MALE CONFUSION– February 25, 2016 by Loki The Scottish Rapper
This is a brilliant, courageous, truth-speaking essay, and while you will get flak from your own side as a possible heretic, keep speaking, thinking, and looking at reality as you are trying to do.
I don’t fit in many of the modern categories– I’m a vaguely libertarian-ish old-liberal-ish semi-Catholic-ish middle-aged male Christian. Where do we believers fit, except in the categories of ‘old absolutist’, bigot, superstitious, and wrongly maligned as if all Christians are anti-intellectual, creationist, and laughable, and exactly the same? Everywhere, and nowhere– equally oppressed?
Picking A Team
Therefore, looking around the current political battlefields, I find many of the new Atheists interesting, because rigorous, if biased; I find the power-mongering systems-theory irrationalist SJWs cultic and absolutist and moralizers and comment-blockers; and the secular economic capitalist too cruel and immoral; the MGTOW/ PUA/ MRA men’s movement partial and obsessed, if worthy of sympathy; the 3rd wave feminists unreflectively and nastily Marxist, without understanding their own progressivism. Sigh.
Back in the 1980s when I was in university, the politically correct were trying, but failing in their first effort to conquer academia, silence criticism, and make colleges into tribal hooting places, instead of a level playing field for learning, thinking, gaining some grasp on various topics via effort and research, without profs being nasty cheerleaders for this or that propagandistic cartoon of a topic. Yes, there was such a time, even after the irrational rumblings of the 1960s.
The 80s? You talk to all sorts of people to learn what & how they think; you disagree, or even disapprove in some cases, but still have coffee and friendly chit-chat after; you actually try to think both sides of an issue– then you know more than a one-side-only obsessive. You imperfectly use the evidence and reasons and tools you have, without judging someone who differs from you as stupid, or immoral, not entirely human or deserving of respect… or in need of re-education camp.
Enter The Now
Safe-spaces? Tantrums? No-platforming? Really? Monsterizing anybody who disagrees in any speck or word of the current moment of identity politics? Nope. Erasing from our common humanity whole categories of our fellow men and women via class, race, gender, cheap discount Marxism, and right-grabbers, minoritarian cry-bullies and petty tyrants? No way.
Anyhow, sorry for the pontification. Great article. I got here via Sargon of Akkad.
~ ITEM:Black woman attacks dreadlocked white man over ‘cultural appropriation’. This confrontation between two San Francisco State University students has been viewed more than a million times in little over a day
~ NEEEXT! SO, DREADLOCKS are the latest topic in the Black Lives Matters/ SJW/ perpetually offended culture wars. Because dem dreads belong only & forever to black people, mon!
Except… not? The Indian Hindus may have been doing this for many many thousands of years, before modern Jamaica & Rastafarians ever were.
Elsewhere, dreadlocks are everywhere in paganism, ancient artistic examples, and in not a few cultures: the Neolithic, Egyptian, Greek, Aztec, Biblical Hebrew, ancient India, South Pacific Islanders, Ethiopian (hence the Ethiopian Emperor, Ras Tafari, a.k.a. Haile Selassie I, 1930-1974, after whom the Rastas named themselves), Dervish (Sufi) Islam, ancient Celts and their druids (Shakespeare’s ‘Elflocks’).
Modernly speaking, dreadlocks are popular with Rastafarianism (which “… draws its belief from three main sources; the Hebrew Old Testament, African tribal culture, and Hindu tribal culture“), a.k.a. Rasta dreads = flagrant “Cultural Appropriation!!, hippies, vegans, stoners, surfers, goths, cyber goths, and fans of the Grateful Dead.
Hey You, Racist Whitey Man-Scum!
This ragingly racist and soft-fascist black woman (SFSU student Bonnie “Bonita” Tindle) seems informed or interested in history, art, culture, cultural appreciation, freedom of expression, or anything else. The feminist-entitled she-bigot (and her smirking sidekick) definitely were interested in harassing, judging, and technically assaulting Dude– down two flights of stairs, then with repeated grabbing and blocking his attempted escapes– all because he was a white (evil) man (evil) wearing dreads (evil), and because of what she (in her utter ignorance) only associates with modern black people.
Because Whoopee Goldberg. And, you know, cuz Google is, like WAY hard, and hard facts are sexist and just feel wrong.
Also, because the ‘aspiring filmmaker’ thought she was self-righteously correct versus a guilty offender, and probably could get away with it. Why? Dunno– maybe she thought nobody else was around (or recording things), except her friend as witness to the events.
In any case of “He said, she said”.. always trust the poor widdle shes, right? And “Lissen And Bleev“, plus the inevitable and lying “WELL, HE TOUCHED MY CHEST!” self-defence tactic. It’s all getting sadly predictable, lame, and transparent, isn’t it?
Flip All This Around, ‘K?
OK, so– imagine, if you will, the viral headline “White Racist Man Assaults Black Woman Because Of Her Appearance“. He’d be expelled so fast he’d hit light speed on the way out the door.
Then, EVERY news outlet, all the lefty-rad talking head shows, SJW websites, Black Lives Matter blogs, regressive Left YouTube channels, feminist forae, and the mainscream mass media would go completely and utterly rabid and full megaphone over this: judge, jury, and executioners all. One male life ruined? Worth it.
The actual events, as recorded on video?– why, it just doesn’t fit the pre-boiled narrative, wherein only rapey & racist white mens have teh cooties.. well, this– can’t even?.. uh.. but, how.. DOESN’T COMPUTE. IGNORE. REDIRECT.
One lame apologia article, tries to paint the victim (Dreads Dude) as the actual perpetrator, also mentions that the unfairly misunderstood Mz. Tindle may have grown up partly in foster-care. OK, that’s often unpleasant, but lots of other people have rotten kid-lives, and possible past suffering is still a crap excuse for mistreating other people, years later.
In fact, my difficult youth years mostly taught me to be kind, patient, and sympathetic, since you can never tell just what people are going through, plus, don’t bully or stomp people just for kicks. Leave things better than you found them.
Her Uppance Has Come
The expression when smirk-bully Mz. Bonita realized she was being recorded (and knew it would probably end up on YouTube?), and was totally busted as a racist, soft-fascist jerk? Just look. Dun dun DUUUUUNNN!
Finally, I hope this young woman repents, apologizes, makes good, and learns a lasting life-lesson about jumping to conclusions based on ignorance, and about assaulting people on the basis of bigotry and reverse-racism. This nasty road in U.S. culture wars leads to no good place. ~
* Note: to be completely fair, if this Mz. Tindle posts a response or defence of her actions online, I will link to them. Furthermore, I will consider you lower than an tax collector, publican, or SJW bully if you try and cyber-pester this nasty woman, because the web-gone-angry or cyber mobbery is a big big hammer on the head of an individual, however dislikable or deserving. Life itself is a punishment for this kind of person. She’s become a meme.
Her actual words, below the break. She is currently, sadly, a Black Marxist/ Feminist puppet spouting all the the usual dehumanizing and ‘It wasn’t my fault, the patriarchy did it” kind of mental and ideological avoidance behaviour, hiding the fact of who she is, what she did, and the racist bullying attack she tried to get away with. Sad.