Wow, for someone as cynical as myself, I thought this was one of the best speeches I have ever heard. It is the best at least since President Reagan fearlessly confronted Soviet communism. Perhaps there is still some life left in us. President Trump today delivered a fantastic speech on the absolute importance of our civilization, Western civilization.
Here a few quotes:
“The fundamental question of our time is: whether the West has the will to survive?”
The answer to that question seems to be a resounding “no”. Perhaps this is the beginning of a change. Along with whatever we can do to defend ourselves and our way of life, we can only hope.
More golden nuggets from the Golden God Emperor:
“Do we have the confidence in our values to defend them at any cost…do we have enough respect for our citizens to protect our borders? Do we have the desire and the courage to preserve our civilization in the face of those who would subvert and destroy it?”
Protecting our borders? Defending ourselves from our enemies, both foreign and domestic? Is this a United States president saying these things? Yes, and that President is Donald Trump!
Perhaps the best quote is this:
“We are the freest and the greatest community of nations the world has ever known. We write symphonies. We pursue innovation. We celebrate our ancient heroes, embrace our timeless traditions and customs, and always seek to explore and discover new frontiers. We reward brilliance, strive for excellence, and cherish inspiring works of art that honor God. We treasure the rule of law—and protect the right to free expression. We empower women as pillars of our society and our success. We put faith and family, not government and bureaucracy, at the center of our lives.”
Such sentiments have been part of the subject matter of this blog now for years: it is the glorious and beautiful artistic heritage of Western civilization that is so worth celebrating and defending–and not just what we have created in the past three thousand years, but what we continue to create today, right now; it is the great intellectual and technological accomplishments, the medical innovations, the heroic explorations of the seas, the deep and nuanced theological conceptions of God and religion that are our heritage, our gifts to the progress of man in a brutal, natural world which is ultimately harsh and unforgiving; it is our notions of liberty and free expression that are unique to the West, that are present in no other society on earth, not now, not ever, and that are constantly under threat not only from the outside, but now from the inside as well, from Leftists, feminists, socialists and communists and whoever else belongs to the coalition of establishment elites within the industrial media-government-entertainment-academic complex. And let us not forget the growing threat of that other ancient society that is ultimately incompatible with Western values, that old antagonist of the West: Islam.
I am not sure who wrote the speech for Trump, but he believes the words, and these words have deep meaning, and and are worth fighting for. To have someone around whom we can to rally in this fight is something I thought I would never see.
With the threats of external, mass Third World migration (invasion), and internal cultural Marxist, socialist rot, the Western world is in a deep crisis at the moment. Whether it survives the future is in great doubt. Perhaps Trump has opened a new chapter on our own self preservation. Perhaps we have opened a new front in the increasingly bitter fight for the West. Perhaps.
In the meantime, we can only do what we can to defend ourselves and our society, and hope for the future.
After a few post dealing with the insanity of the Western world, especially with respect to its submission to Islam, this is a nice oasis of traditional Western beauty. This is a choir from a Serbian Orthodox Church, which is part of the overall Eastern Orthodox Church. I do not know Serbian, which is Slavic language, so I do know the lyrics here, but as the heading says, this a rendition of Psalm 135. Its melody alone conveys a deep spirituality of mystical dimensions.
It is truly beautiful, hauntingly beautiful, a lovely reminder of the heights and glories that the Western tradition has and can still reach, once we rid ourselves of the utterly destructive poison of cultural Marxism.
As is increasingly becoming clear each day, we are at war, a war for the soul of the West in general, and the White Man in particular. It is war that is being waged both on the inside, from the Marxist Left, and from the outside, by Islamic crusaders and their ever growing migrant hoards flooding into European countries, as well as the United States.
So in these increasingly dark times, let us look to such pearls of beauty as this for a reminder of what we are fighting for, at least those of us who still value the great and glorious heritage of the Western world. This hymn is a like a sip of cool water in the parched desert of our present culture.
Oh yes, as another warrior for Allah advances the cause of Islam, and cleanses the world of some infidels, this time in Manchester, England, Katy Perry calls for more open borders and “coexistence”. As the Leftist philosopher and Hillary Clinton support said after the Manchester attack, “No barrier, no borders, all we need is to just coexist”.
We will see more of this from the Left as the attacks continue and become more vicious. It will be interesting to see how the Left reacts the day when a great radioactive bomb goes off in some European capital, and the casualties reach the tens of thousands. What will they do? No doubt they will double down on their virtue signaling, blaming their own societies for not being open enough, and wondering “what we did to them to make them hate us so”.
The outrage, the emotion on the Left at the slaughter of little girls is not directed towards those who support and carry out such acts, rather, the true emotion and outrage is directed against “Islamophobia” and lack of “open borders” and “coexistence”.
The religious war taking place right now is not between Christianity and Islam. Christianity as a force in the West is dead, and has been for a long time now. No, the religious war is between the official religion of the Leftist ruling classes, that is, open borders, diversity, multiculturalism, and Islam. Except that the the official Leftist religion of the West does not know or believe it is at war, that it has admitted into its society an enemy that will not stop until it has conquered and vanquished and wiped out everything that the Left espouses. It only believes that we need more, not less, of this religion to cleanse the world of all its ills. Islam has a different notion of what the world needs, and the use of violence to advance that has always been a part of the religion since Mohammad first conquered peoples and forced conversions with fire and sword.
They are at war with Katy Perry, even as she desires to bring more of them into her society, so they can “coexist”.
In the minds of the hoards she wants to bring into her society, “coexisting” for Katy Perry will only occur when she wears a hijab or burkha and submits to the faith of Islam.
And the most humorous thing of all to see will be Katy Perry and her multicultural libtard allies one day willingly submit to Islam.
In fact, another vapid dingbat feminist, Linday Lohan has already started the trend!
Fra Angelico (1395-1455) was an early Italian Renaissance painter. He was also a Dominican Friar who spent his the greater part of his life in the friary of St. Marco in Florence, Italy. According to the Giorgio Vasari, who wrote a famous work on Italian Renaissance painter, The Live of the Artists, “It is impossible to bestow too much praise on this holy father, who was so humble and modest in all that he did and said and whose pictures were painted with such facility and piety.” He also said Fra Angelico painted with a “rare and perfect talent”.
The above painting is of the Transfiguration of Christ. This is told at today’s Catholic mass. Basically, it is the moment when Jesus went up to a high mountain with three of his disciples, Peter, James and John, and was “transfigured” before them. According to the Gospels, his physical appearance changed, as he “was transfigured before them; his face shining as the sun, and his garments became white as the light.” Then, a shining cloud appeared above his disciples, from which they heard a voice, “This is my beloved Son, with whom I am well pleased; listen to him”. It is one of the most intriguing moments in the Gospels.
It has also been a favorite scenes of many artists. Raphael painted perhaps the most famous depiction, which I posted on a few years ago. Today’s post celebrates the painting by Fra Angelico, who, as mentioned above, was one of the most spiritual of all Renaissance artists. He has even been named as “Blessed” by Pope John Paul II in 1982, which is a mark of high sanctity and is one step removed from formal sainthood.
Fra Angelico’s paintings are wonderful depictions of the life of Christ. In their calm and simplicity, their peaceful quiet and solid beauty, they reflect the deep spiritual soul of their creator. Not only can they be enjoyed simply as nice works of art, they also can be used as aides to prayer and meditation. In many ways they are a bridge between the more traditional Byzantine, icon style paintings of medieval art, and the emerging naturalism of the Renaissance. In fact, most of his painting were done in his friary, St. Marco, and were, like most religious art, intended as spiritual aids, rather than simply as sources of aesthetic pleasure. Fra Angelico was a great influence on the next generation of Italian Renaissance painters, such as Leonardo and Raphael.
His painting may be difficult for modern eyes to understand and appreciate, but for me their beauty and sense of spiritual truth far excels so much of weirdness and ugliness that exists in most modern art.
Now the Lenten season is upon us. It is a time for prayer, fasting and almsgiving. It is a general renewal of the spiritual life in preparation for the Easter season, and the celebration of the resurrection of Christ. Although a few other Christian denominations practice some form of Lent, the Catholic and Orthodox Churches are still the place to find the full expression of the Lenten spirit.
In today’s Mass readings (Matthew 4:1-11) we hear the story of Jesus’ journey to the desert, where he fasted for forty days and nights and was tempted by Satan. The first temptation was that of food. Jesus was hungry, and Satan approached him to suggest he turn the stones into bread. Christ’s response was one of the most famous lines of the Bible: “Man does not live on bread alone, but by every word that comes forth from the mouth of God”.
It is always good to be reminded, especially given this blog’s penchant for the celebration of physical–and in particular female–beauty, that there is more to life than simply the world around us. For me, life without the spiritual is empty indeed.
I am not sure where the painting above is from, but I find it to be a good expression of this great passage from Scripture. It also expresses well what many of us may experience went tempted by evil. There can be darkness and difficulties in life, worries and confusions, struggles and deep temptations, but in the end, as Lent reminds us, despite all this there is the ultimate hope of the resurrected Christ.
Dover Beach is one of the great poems in the English language. Written by Mathew Arnold (1822-1888), known more for his great cultural and literary criticism rather than his poetry, this poem nevertheless is a gem of beauty. It may been known to many people, but in today’s educational and cultural environment, I would not be surprised if many students graduating from a university with a degree in English have never even read this. After all, Arnold was not a black lesbian; rather, as a white male he is officially one of the great enemies of the modern Leftist zeitgeist which dominates nearly all of academia.
Still, great poetry fortunately transcends the idiocies of modern thought. What is hauntingly beautiful about his poem is the deep melancholy expressed, a melancholy which is born from the deepening lack of religious faith that Arnold saw overtaking his society. The world in which this poem was written, that of Victorian England at its most glorious, might seem today exceedingly religious. And yet for Arnold, it was not. Imagine what he would think of today’s world.
In addition to a poem about faith, it is also a love poem. Arnold is addressing his young wife in the poem, “Ah, love, let us be true/ to one another!” and he appeals to the power of love to help overcome the dissolution of religious belief.
The beauty of great poem does wonders for the soul. Like good music, it is really not something that can be truly quantified, but rather, it is better simply to appreciate it, to let it infuse the mind and heart with whatever nuances and images and verbal rhythms and echoes it possesses. And this poem possesses all that to the full.
Christmas Eve is my favorite night of the year. In fact, despite the best efforts of the cultural, Marxist Left to diminish the importance of Christmas in our society, Christmas Eve still remains one of the most powerful and popular moments in our otherwise very fractured and divided society. For many of us who grew up in an earlier time without the benefit of all the technological gadgets that entertain people today, Christmas was the moment of the year of true magic and mystery, joy and happiness. The more simple gifts we received were always greatly loved. I for one loved trucks. We had no Playstation or X-box back then. So just going out into the yard and getting dirty with your new toys was always a delight. Even if you have no religious affiliation or sympathies at all, Christmas can still be a time of love and selfless giving.
One of the things I love the most about Christmas Eve is the confluence of light and darkness. Of course, the religious meaning of Christ coming into the darkness of the world with the light of life, The Nativity, is what is most important about Christmas. Still, for our modern world, the display of Christmas lights and decorations are an expression of this, even if many of them are now peppered with more secular images of Christmas, such as Santa Clause and other figures. Whatever the ultimate reason for such decorations on the part of those decorating, I have always loved the public display of lights and decorations for Christmas. Since we are in the darkest period of the year, when the days are short and there is little light and much cold, there is real emotional, spiritual and even mystical beauty to such sights.
The celebration of Christmas on December 25 of course originated in an ancient pagan Roman festival called the Saturnalia, which occurred at roughly this point in December. It was originally a sort of Winter solstice celebration. From a purely secular standpoint, what we have in common today with that old pagan festival is hope: the hope that is brought about in the darkest point of the year of new light, the eventual return of sun and warmth with spring, and the subsequent renewal of life itself in nature. So whatever the origins of this season, it always has been, and still remains, a wonderful time of the year.
And of course there is all the beautiful music. No more needs to be said on that!
And I am glad to notice since the election of Trump that more and more people seem once more to be saying “Merry Christmas” in public. I noticed this recently, and wondered if this was simply my own misguided judgment, until I heard some news pundit mention it as well. So perhaps there is something going on here. If so, the cultural Marxist left which controls most news media and entertainment, and all of academia, will be quite displeased!
Oh yes, and one of the best Christmas presents I have received this year is watching the Left’s complete meltdown at the election of Trump. It is truly one of the most delightful phenomena I have witnessed my entire life!
So here is wishing everyone a Merry Christmas!