The bright progressive lie [Rom 8]

What does the implosion of the Fourth Reich have to do with St Paul and us? I don’t live in Europe. I live in a country which, historically, had an economic niche in feeding Europe. I am a child of an older empire: one that the home nation abandoned to join a bright and shining idea. That we can engineer a better man. That we can make Jerusalem, if not in England’s pleasant hills, on the North European Plain.

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But the British (who are now regaining their sanity) forgot that this required all thought is regulated and all speech quieted. All must speak as one: the church must be an organ of the state. By force if necessary, and force will be necessary.

This is the lesson of all truly successful multicultural states. Russia, China, Singapore, the United States, and Tito’s Yugoslavia among others all possessed the will to impose their version of order upon otherwise fractious societies.

Without the threat of military force, the United States wouldn’t have lasted past the Whisky Rebellion, much less the Civil War. If this use of force to maintain cohesion was necessary, in spite of the many natural advantageous afforded the American project in North America, how much more would it be necessary for the infinitely more complex European one?

The EU elites deluded themselves into believing their own lofty rhetoric; they drank their own Kool-Aid, which convinced them that they entered a new era magically free from war and the need for direct coercion.

The dream of swords beaten into plowshares is a noble one which, unfortunately, can only be actualized in the eschaton, not in our own immanent reality.

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Look at that face. Look at that body language[1]. She will tolerate no dissent. Her only issue is her ideology, everyone else must be thrown under the bus, and everyone else must comply. We must be peons to the Lords of the new empire. Or a new people will be imported to replace us: even if they then crucify those of the elite, she will not grieve, but continue. Because the narrative will continue.

This lie, the progressive lie, that we can be perfect leads to tyranny as sure as eating twinkies leads to high blood sugar and fat storage. We groan for freedom, but that will take the work of God, not man.

For I consider that the sufferings of this present time are not worth comparing with the glory that is to be revealed to us. For the creation waits with eager longing for the revealing of the sons of God. For the creation was subjected to futility, not willingly, but because of him who subjected it, in hope that the creation itself will be set free from its bondage to corruption and obtain the freedom of the glory of the children of God. For we know that the whole creation has been groaning together in the pains of childbirth until now. And not only the creation, but we ourselves, who have the firstfruits of the Spirit, groan inwardly as we wait eagerly for adoption as sons, the redemption of our bodies. For in this hope we were saved. Now hope that is seen is not hope. For who hopes for what he sees? But if we hope for what we do not see, we wait for it with patience.

(Romans 8:18-25 ESV)

Note this: we are not perfect. We are not in the fulness to come. We love, and lose, and grieve and suffer. This world is not made perfect by our existence: at best it is made less bad. In this world we see perfection, but do not find it [2].

We decided to head to Kamakura during spring to see some flowers bloom, it was one of my first distant trips outside of Tokyo, I can't exactly remember how many trains we had to take, but it was slightly convoluted; however arriving to Kamakura was beautiful to me. We ended the night viewing fireflies at a thousand year old temple somewhat distant from the town itself.
We decided to head to Kamakura during spring to see some flowers bloom, it was one of my first distant trips outside of Tokyo, I can’t exactly remember how many trains we had to take, but it was slightly convoluted; however arriving to Kamakura was beautiful to me. We ended the night viewing fireflies at a thousand year old temple somewhat distant from the town itself.

But there will not be perfection in this world. Let us seek the beauty we can find, and rejoice in that. But let us not try to regulate humans into a post human or trans human hell. We are created. It is the creator who will rescue us.

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1. Always screenshot what you find on teh Twittah and the newspapers, because the weasels take things down.
2. Ello is better, you can save the photos and then link back to it.

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