This week is orientation week. As part of that there was a live showing of a satirical TV show that my boys like called Seven Days. It was held about a mile from where we live: the oldest boy did not attend (why spend $25 to be in a crowd and uncomfortable?) but when it was on we switched off from watching the gold medal round of the figure skating.

It was horrible. I normally do not have any sympathy for our local MP: he is an example of liberal Christianity, but (despite his impeccable liberal credentials) he was mocked continually for being a Presbyterian minister, complete with a continual set of blasphemous jokes. Needless to say, we were back watching what became the silver medal performance in the skating.

The intolerance of morality in our society is becoming more obvious: like the fascists the elite insist that you step into line and become one of the volk: one ideology, one leader (Helun, who has achieved the apotheosis for most politicians, ruling from the UN, where elections do not count) and all others will be shunned.

This leads to punishment. It means you are likely to be quiet, or be shunned. I’m quite aware that this blog would hurt my promotion prospects. People are not dying in NZ yet, but they are in the Ukraine, and the progressives function using the same methods that the fascists did.

1 John 3:11-18

¹¹For this is the message you have heard from the beginning, that we should love one another. ¹²We must not be like Cain who was from the evil one and murdered his brother. And why did he murder him? Because his own deeds were evil and his brother’s righteous. ¹³Do not be astonished, brothers and sisters, that the world hates you. ¹⁴We know that we have passed from death to life because we love one another. Whoever does not love abides in death. ¹⁵All who hate a brother or sister are murderers, and you know that murderers do not have eternal life abiding in them. ¹⁶We know love by this, that he laid down his life for us – and we ought to lay down our lives for one another. ¹⁷How does God’s love abide in anyone who has the world’s goods and sees a brother or sister in need and yet refuses help? ¹⁸Little children, let us love, not in word or speech, but in truth and action.

John 11:1-16

¹Now a certain man was ill, Lazarus of Bethany, the village of Mary and her sister Martha. ²Mary was the one who anointed the Lord with perfume and wiped his feet with her hair; her brother Lazarus was ill. ³So the sisters sent a message to Jesus, “Lord, he whom you love is ill.” ⁴But when Jesus heard it, he said, “This illness does not lead to death; rather it is for God’s glory, so that the Son of God may be glorified through it.” ⁵Accordingly, though Jesus loved Martha and her sister and Lazarus, ⁶after having heard that Lazarus was ill, he stayed two days longer in the place where he was.

⁷Then after this he said to the disciples, “Let us go to Judea again.” ⁸The disciples said to him, “Rabbi, the Jews were just now trying to stone you, and are you going there again?” ⁹Jesus answered, “Are there not twelve hours of daylight? Those who walk during the day do not stumble, because they see the light of this world. ¹⁰But those who walk at night stumble, because the light is not in them.” ¹¹After saying this, he told them, “Our friend Lazarus has fallen asleep, but I am going there to awaken him.” ¹²The disciples said to him, “Lord, if he has fallen asleep, he will be all right.” ¹³Jesus, however, had been speaking about his death, but they thought that he was referring merely to sleep. ¹⁴Then Jesus told them plainly, “Lazarus is dead. ¹⁵For your sake I am glad I was not there, so that you may believe. But let us go to him.” ¹⁶Thomas, who was called the Twin, said to his fellow disciples, “Let us also go, that we may die with him.”

Christ came to wake us up. To raise us from death to life. To rescue us, as if snatched from a fire, from this dying state, entrapping people in their smothering ideology. We are called to repent.

And part of that, for us at least, is a choice that we have made to be at the university but not part of the culture. I don’t go to the senior common room. I make friends in the gym, the orchestra, my colleagues, my kirk. My son lives at home, not in a hall of residence.

For if you are in the world, the world will hate you. But if you stop loving the LORD and your fellow believers, and separate yourself from the church, you will become just another zombie.

Again, if the church is not hated, it’s not doing its job. The fact that we are being snarked at and abused (on state-owned TV, by the way) is a good sign. We are seen as a threat to the fascists. [Fascist is semantically equivalent to what Moldbug calls the Cathedral but works much better].

Good.

Because if we try to be popular, as David Clarke was (perhaps ordered) to be, and subsume your Christianity into some political system, you will not just be another zombie, but mocked for your surrender.