As the son of a multi-millionaire giddily dabbles in drugs, crime, and wanton sex trusting no harm will actually come to him owing to his father’s vast influence and power, so Westerners have -with increasing recklessness - romanticized and flirted with Chaos over the past forty years.Indeed centuries of Relativist doctrine – metastasizing in our churches, universities, and recording studios – have so thoroughly befuddled modern man that most are utterly unaware of the eternal battle between Order and Chaos (other than as a video game), its significance, and the proper role of free men therein.
As some one once said (can’t recall the name anymore?): “Whatever the duration of this struggle, and whatever the difficulties, we will not permit the triumph of violence in the affairs of men -- free people will set the course of history.”
“Whatever,” retorted the masses, and they resumed their Super Bowl parties.
We root for rocket-lobbing goons while feigning indignance at Israel’s “disproportionate response.”
The progeny of pioneerss elbow their way to the front of the line for their “fair share” of other men’s money.
The enlightened scoff at the threat of terrorism while casting themselves heroes in their climate crisis fantasy.
The heirs of Magna Carta increasingly allow their law to be debauched in the name of “tolerance.”
The keepers of the last best hope of mankind select a dashing neophyte as their leader because they are bored and want everyone to like them.
Well in case anyone hasn’t noticed, Chaos has leapt out of our televisions and into our homes. The safe-distance we believed existing between it and us exists no more. We are now in Chaos; economically, politically, and – the catalyst of it all – spiritually.
Long ago Christianity slashed its wrists on the blade of “modernism” . Since then it has slowly bled out, becoming more weak, ineffectual, and irrelevant with each passing day. The decreasing vitality of the Church has invited the increasing vitality of the minions of Chaos - secularism in the West, Islam in the East. And we, charged by History with maintaining the Order, find ourselves morally disarmed, clueless, and utterly at their mercy.
The façade of order remains. The inertia of our forefathers’ exertions sustains us yet. But we, like spoiled children, have squandered, bitched, demanded, cheated, stolen, avoided, and whined for so long, and enculturated the lot, that we have fairly well undone everything that was done before us by better men.
We have played with Chaos too long. You cannot have your Chaos and eat it too. For eventually, Chaos eats you.
History is up for grabs. Whom shall set its course?
Cheers,
Charlie
