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Renewing the Dialectic on Modernism

In Common Sense, Culture of Death, Movies/Art on 15 July, 2010 at 8:49 am

I had the chance to sit down and talk with a skeptic friend this morning, and the following dialogue ensued:

1.  Why must you rail against Modernism?  Isn’t it just tilting at windmills, and aren’t we all postmoderns at this point?

Bernard, I applaud your “windmills” allusion to Don Quixote.  It is appropriate, insofar as  Cervantes wrote the first Modern novel — a paean to the pointlessness of virtue, the needlessness of war, the heedlessness of headlong masculine chivalry, etc.  I refer you to Lepanto.

First, what is Modernism?  This question is difficult to answer because part of the nature of what we call Modernism is that it has many heads and faces, like the chimeraPius X wrote that Modernism “presents its doctrines without order and systematic arrangement into one whole, scattered and disjointed one from another, so as to appear to be in doubt and uncertainty, while they are in reality firm and steadfast.”

Like the positive and negative terminals on a battery, two main poles provide Modernism with its energy:

1. Agnosticism.  This means that human reason is limited to the senses.  No more, no less.  Thou shalt not mention metaphysics, unless thou proceedest directly to phenomenology.  God is right out.

2. Vital immanence.  This means that the common religious urging felt by man is limited to and originates from him.  Hence, religion is only a movement of man’s heart, why or whence he knows not, and this we call sentiment.  Blech.

Now, we see these two aspects of Modernist philosophy storming the minds of the young on a daily basis.  Take for instance The Matrix.  When Morpheus tells Neo that there is a universal feeling everyone experiences “when you go to Church…when you pay your taxes,” he is telling Neo that 1) vital immanence is what causes any sort of transcendental yearning in man, and 2) his is merely a sensory existence, as evidenced by the ridiculous tubing apparatus through which man experiences the empirical reality known as the Matrix.  Cute metaphor for Modernism, no?

For Whom the Blog Tolls.

In Alaskana, Beer, Common Sense, Culture of Death, Movies/Art, Politics, The Church on 3 July, 2010 at 4:33 am

1.  The purpose of this blog is to advocate for the authentic springtime of the Catholic Church foretold by Pope John Paul II; and, particularly, in Alaska.

It is to advocate for a government that edifies, rather than attacks, the family.

It is for families, mothers, and children.

It is for good beer, good friends, and good conversation.

It is often about Saints for Sinners, but more often merely for Sinners, that we may cease to be so.

It is for those who have awakened to find themselves in the cratered war zone called Modernity and yearned for the cathedrals, castles, and simple hovels that Modernity destroyed.

It is for good movies, music, and art.

2.   This blog is not for any of the following:

Half-Measures

All too often, both in the Church and in the world, milquetoast “leaders” advocate for a half-poison, half-candy compromise in order to not offend anyone.  This only prolongs the agony, giving the dying man time to curse the fool who suggest he try the arsenic flavored chocolate bar.  If something is right, it is right.  If something is wrong, it is wrong.

Lies

We live in an age filled with lies — from pretty white lies, told to make someone feel better, to some of the Blackest lies in all the sad history of the human race.  You may not like it, but the following is true nonetheless:

The Church is the only Church.  Belonging to or defending Episcopagamethouniversalism just makes you look silly.  Eventually, the bill comes due.  I am not OK, and you are not OK; we are miserable sinners.  It is a baby, not a blob of tissue.    Atheism kills people, lots and lots of people.  Sometimes, Johnny is just an idiot.    Women were happier, on the whole, when they stayed home and made food, babies and trips to the grocery store.

Bad Beer

No further explanation needed.