A certain Heimlich Houseboat (not the gent’s correct name) in writing a letter-to-the-editor claims President Trump is ‘helping Vladimir Putin divide America from within.’ That phrase “dividing America from within” is key to this missive… A cursory glance at Houseboat’s letter intimates he is no fan of POTUS Trump, but his letter also intimates that Houseboat “believes” himself an advocate of “a more perfect union;” certainly if one thinks being divided-as-nation is bad, one is logically implying that one is in favor of national unity… This then begs the question: “how can e Pluribus Unum be realized?” Contemplating the six goals of the U. S Constitution’s Preamble point to a presupposition as an answer…
Presupposed – consciously or otherwise – by the Founding Fathers, and the Founding documents, is an objective reality i.e., an intelligently ordered (“…Laws of Nature and Nature’s God…”) existence independent of the subjective human consciousness; thus objective moral (natural law) order. The Founder’s worldview: Christendom i.e., the synthesis of Hebrew, Roman and Greek cultures rendered consonant with Christianity. The natural law was solidly and as universally embraced (reflexively) by the Founders, the University, and all social institutions…
Kant’s “Copernican Revolution” (beginning in 1781) organically led to the University’s displacing Christendom (a rational philosophical worldview) as the dominant weltanschauung with its antithesis (a nexus and panoply of irrational nihilistic ideologies); views inimical to the Preamble’s goals… Such views led – as a corollary (i.e., as a logically necessary consequence) of denying an objective reality – to factionalism promoted as “diversity and multiculturalism” (both concepts are diametrically opposed to any type of enduring union); such views are marketed by the social-political Left and the Democratic Party… Such views – which formerly resided almost exclusively in the Academy – are now ubiquitously distributed across-the-fruited-plain (to include the Church) results in (potentially) as many worldviews – animating the souls of Americans – as there are souls to animate… A moments reflection reminds one of Chesterton’s closing remarks of his opening chapter of Heretics (1905), viz: “… And there is war in the night, no man knowing whom he strikes…1“; such is inevitable if one rejects the only common-ground which promotes an enduring relations/unions, viz: the common-ground of objective morality, which attends to objective reality… If one observes the Kavanaugh nomination, and the performance of the Demonic-rats and the Republican’s one may recall W. B. Yeats’ Second Coming “The best lack all conviction, while the worst Are full of passionate intensity.2 Of course Republicans demonstrate their lack of conviction, and Demonic-rats – and the Press – each seem to be attempting to out-evil their kindred demons…
Those which lament POTUS Trump actions, words and desires as ‘promoting division (whether in conspiracy with Vladimir Putin, or as a solo act) among the people,’ are the very people that a priori reject (whether they are cognizant of their rejection or not…) the ground of enduring unity. Now Mr. Houseboat is not a lone voice, but is rather a representative of the social-political Left (irrespective of whether he knows that he is, or otherwise), as he unabashedly espouses contradictory views (“union” and “diversity” – regarding principles qua principles – are pretty much mutually exclusive), as if enlightening. Those which seek to realize a more perfect Union may perhaps consider a dictum by the late George Orwell, viz: “We have now sunk to a depth at which re-statement of the obvious is the first duty of intelligent men.” We note that POTUS Trump often does just that very thing i.e., restate the obvious, and that is largely why he is so reviled by those abiding in the darkness…
1 “Suppose that a great commotion arises in the street about something, let us say a lamp-post, which many influential persons desire to pull down. A grey-clad monk, who is the spirit of the Middle Ages, is approached upon the matter, and begins to say, in the arid manner of the Schoolmen, “Let us first of all consider, my brethren, the value of Light. If Light be in itself good–” At this point he is somewhat excusably knocked down. All the people make a rush for the lamp-post, the lamp-post is down in ten minutes, and they go about congratulating each other on their unmediaeval practicality. But as things go on they do not work out so easily. Some people have pulled the lamp-post down because they wanted the electric light; some because they wanted old iron; some because they wanted darkness, because their deeds were evil. Some thought it not enough of a lamp-post, some too much; some acted because they wanted to smash municipal machinery; some because they wanted to smash something. And there is war in the night, no man knowing whom he strikes. So, gradually and inevitably, to-day, to-morrow, or the next day, there comes back the conviction that the monk was right after all, and that all depends on what is the philosophy of Light. Only what we might have discussed under the gas-lamp, we now must discuss in the dark.” (Last paragraph of Introductory Remarks on the Importance of Orthodoxy; the 1st Chapter of Gilbert Keith Chesterton’s Heretics, published in 1905).
2 The Second Coming
TURNING and turning in the widening gyre
The falcon cannot hear the falconer;
Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere
The ceremony of innocence is drowned;
The best lack all conviction, while the worst
Are full of passionate intensity.
Surely some revelation is at hand;
Surely the Second Coming is at hand.
The Second Coming! Hardly are those words out
When a vast image out of Spiritus Mundi
Troubles my sight: somewhere in sands of the desert
A shape with lion body and the head of a man,
A gaze blank and pitiless as the sun,
Is moving its slow thighs, while all about it
Reel shadows of the indignant desert birds.
The darkness drops again; but now I know
That twenty centuries of stony sleep
Were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle,
And what rough beast, its hour come round at last,
Slouches towards Bethlehem to be born?
William Butler Yeats