A Hue and Cry

Like empires before it, this “super-culture” promises the world and, in the end, delivers squalor and abandon.

Ye adulterers and adulteresses, know ye not that the friendship of the world is enmity with God? whosoever therefore will be a friend of the world is the enemy of God.

Often the ones that shout the loudest are the ones that comprehend the least — shouting to make themselves heard, perhaps because what they have to say is knowledgeable but not wise, thought-provoking but not thoughtful, bold but bellicose, frightening but that they are all too frightened.

My impression, for instance, is that those with the least innate understanding of scripture are the same people that have the most to say about it. But then they seem the ones who want to say most about everything — always wanting to set the agenda, and totally oblivious to their alien neighbour. And reinventing the wheel as they go.

Am I generalising? Clearly.

Am I prejudiced? Possibly.

Am I wrong?

Endowed with the lingua franca, the superpower, who on the whole looks to have an extremely fragile grasp of Bible idiom — because its language and way of life, hitherto, has been so unacquainted with the Eastern mindset — is by and large unable to comprehend (for instance) the very role of love as it is manifest in the East — replacing verb with noun, and in the processing cocking everything up.

Is this the fault of Greece? Is this the fault perhaps of Rome? Is all of (western) Europe to blame?

In any case, it’s the fault of the West — Classical Greece, Ancient Rome, Medieval Britain, and contemporary United States. Western man knows how to blame everyone but himself.

And yet this Western way of life today is abounding in those who are starting to emerge from their petrification — and not before time. Meanwhile, others have succumbed and have been transformed by the West’s way of life, losing their nuance and sensibility in the process.

We are (then) left with a somewhat sensitised Westerner, and a more hardened Oriental. And somewhere in the middle, we have lost the understanding of what it means to be human — and specifically to be a man. (Am I sexist?)

Inner strength and resilience — what the Bible calls meekness — is something of a lost art. Men are not only never allowed to get angry, but all show of masculinity is frowned upon (we can live such a sanitised existence in the West, especially the Anglo-American West) in many circles; while in others the men are all too belligerent and brusque. And all the while, that sensation — the sensation of true masculinity — is sublimated.

Why is striking the balance so seemingly difficult? And isn’t it time that we all pulled our collective heads in? But the problem is also the modern (and particularly Western) understanding of manliness — manhood, fatherhood, and paternalism.

Nor should physical prowess in and of itself be frowned upon. It shouldn’t. It’s just when physical strength overpowers any overarching moral integrity, that we become lost in a symphony of clanging hardened-metal. But neither is all the chiming of steel-on-steel wrong. There is a time for all seasons. A time for peace and a time for war.

And yet — to the other extreme — when natural masculinity is inhibited, an effeminate culture develops.

(Do we then await for some cultures to become civilised and others to “harden up”? For life is tough, but it need not be cruel also. Can it not be hard but civilised? Have we waited, then, the best part of two decades for the Anglo-American to discover their emotional intelligence? And have they, pray tell, yet found it? Yet these same emotionally unintelligent and emotionally unintelligible souls have all along been telling us how to live our lives. And they haven’t got a clue how to run their own lives. And they have less of a clue about God or about how to worship Him or about understanding scripture in the context of a Mid-East mindset.)

There is a definite and conditioned response in our contemporary West-dominated world that has ultimately outsourced masculinity (and perhaps femininity also) to the lowest bidder. And those all-too familiar bidders are money, power, and fame (pride).

The West’s Superiority Complex

When the curtain falls on this empire — and it will fall — the façade and the chicanery and the whole bulging edifice will come crumbling down to earth in a giant heap.

The reality is that this culture is collectively too prideful — too arrogant and inflexible a race — to admit their shortcoming, but rather turn it on its head into a game of transference. And faced with an individual with flare and nuance beyond them, they do what civilisations do best: obstruct and ostracise.

In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God. The same was in the beginning with God. All things were made by him; and without him was not any thing made that was made. In him was life; and the life was the light of men. And the light shineth in darkness; and the darkness comprehended it not.

Hypocrites.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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