Wednesday, December 13, 2006

The questions we're afraid to ask

How long can a society last, do you reckon, when in the face of stuff like this, this, this, this and this, what we end up getting from Americans entrusted as guardians of moral seriousness and transcendence is idiocy like the Barney Mass and Franklin Graham's Talking Cow?

Just asking.

The Islamic extremists figuratively storming the West's gates are intent upon fighting us to the death because they see our societal unseriousness as a mortal threat to their continued existence, however utterly warped that existence might be.

Our response -- amid our own profoundly warped, yet profoundly different, existence -- is to scream "USA! USA! USA!" as we rest assured of the unending blessings of gods we've created in our own image. And though we have a sizable chunk of the American military fighting against the Mohammedan hordes in Iraq and Afghanistan, I don't think we have a clue in hell of what we're fighting for.

Just sayin'.

Americans and their political leaders contend we're fighting for "freedom," but how does our present notion of freedom differ from license? And if freedom equals license and we -- in our licentiousness -- by some miracle summon the wherewithal to defeat committed Islamic jihadism, how does that result in the "life of man" being any less "solitary, poor, nasty, brutish, and short" than if the Osama bin Ladens of the world won?

IN OTHER WORDS, why should we not just cut our losses and submit to the jihadis if ultimately our fate is going to be a case of "six of one, half a dozen of the other"?

Those are some of the questions we. as Westerners, are deathly afraid to ask. But if you listen carefully, those are the questions Pope Benedict XVI has been throwing in our clueless, self-absorbed faces for a while now.

Just been thinkin' is all.

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