CHRONOLOGICAL SNOBBERY, ELVIS, & the F-35
Okay, I promise to tie this all together; and don’t reject the remedy until you think about it — for a few years. Ha! Sorry for the length – this is almost “stream of consciousness,” a literary form that made some people famous, right?
Things aren’t working right and we’d better hurry and find out why — before our politicians tell us how to fix things, according to their own agendas.
Time to go to Confession.
But before you can do that, you have to make a good Examination of Conscience. I mean, some wrongdoings come right out and bother you. But others are hidden there, and you have to learn and think about it before you acknowledge you might be guilty of these other things too.
Well, the sin, the defect, the wrong-thinking, the missing-the-mark, the stupidity, whatever you want to call it, can be called Chronological Snobbery. It has devastating consequences to the individual, to the friends we have, and to the society which we live in. It’s a sin that truly causes harm.
And picking the right presidential candidate is not enough to fix it.
I’m going to ramble a bit – and start off with a photo of a Scorpion:
We all grew up in an atmosphere that fosters this wrong-thinking, so much so that it’s like the air we breathe, invisible and “normal.” The “air I breathed in” as a child was on the edge of the Illinois Prairie – I love this place — and right near our home was O’Hare Air Base! We could roller skate or bicycle to the fences around the air base and watch the newly invented jets take off. Try to identify them. (The Deltas were the easiest, of course, but I’m sure we saw these Scorpions.)
And we also tred to retain our hearing after a jet screamed off a few hundred feet overhead. (They didn’t have to turn off their after burners in those days.) It was a chest-pounding, ear-splitting, almost overwhelming experience. Loved it! Vivid memories!
In this area, on the outskirts of Chicago were many factories, and many fathers came north with their families to find work and make a decent living. In our area, most came from either Mexico or from the hills of southern Tennessee.
That’s where I first heard of Elvis. My friends from Tennessee had such a strong accent that it was hard to understand what they were saying for the first few months, but after school — oh, my — it was easy to “understand” the music they sang on the bus ride going home.
It was a sound I had never heard before, but it touched us all deeply. Emotional, religious, family songs and love songs. And these Tennessee friends talked about someone they knew from the region they had come from, some were even related to him, cousins, second cousins, and all that complicated complex inter-relatedness of southern families, a someone named Elvis, and they sounded proud of him. (His home was Tupelo, not that far away.)
A few years later, he “exploded” onto the Big Screen and then everyone knew about him; but I remember him for how he was talked about before…. a “cousin,” a member of an extended family. A family member. A good boy with a lot of talent.
But Elvis was crushed by his fame . . . because we were in a new era.
These girls are a little older than I was, but my friends and I did our best to imitate them. I loved wearing these skirts! We were all told we were special because we were “teenagers.” Now, that was fun. Exciting. “Important.” Flattering to our growing egos.
But “teenage” was also an absolutely ARTIFICIAL and cynically-created demographic group which not only aided “Madison Avenue” and kept the money flowing, but it was also a powerful aid to the “progressive” revolution. Flatter us, we’ll follow the trends, tell us how we’re supposed to have fun, what attitudes we’re supposed to display — and we’ll join your side for “Progress.”
Such emphasis on “Progress” is a tool for World Domination.
Dumb kids, we were. Never before in the history of families have 12-20 year olds been separated out from their family and told they were different and special and misunderstood and therefore they ought to feel separate and apart from their own family, rebellious, rejecting the guidance of their own parents.
Don’t take away our fun!
We’re not “like” our parents. Families are there only to serve us until we’re old enough to leave. Walt Disney told us “You are the Leaders of the 21st Century!” I heard that over and over again. I never asked “why?”
We were now dancing to a deformed and fame-crazed Elvis, no longer a good boy, no longer acting like his family would have wanted him to. His end is a reflection of our present-day culture: self-indulgence, materialism, immorality . . . .
Was Elvis harmless fun? Compared to what has inevitably developed now, it seems harmless. But it wasn’t then, and it certainly isn’t harmless now.
We know the downward roller coaster Elvis was on. As was all of our society, all our culture. We simply let go of values.
Being aware that you are a “teenager” – whatever they told us that meant, whatever fun and privilege that idea gave us — being aware of this, is snobbery: “My age is the best.” “My era is the best.” ” My demographic group is the best.”
Chronological Snobbery means that you think your Times are the best, most progressive, most beneficial to mankind era that ever was. You are the culmination of all of history; your Era is what history has been leading up to — and the past must be repudiated completely.
That’s a real heart-breaker. I’m not even going to put a photo of it up here. It’s a real embarrassment to the people of America.
Like Elvis, the F-35 is a bloated, costly, unworkable product of a period of time that has jettisoned all the Good Values that had made our country great – all the wisdom of the past; all the wise restraints of the past; and all knowledge of how humans should live together.
We think our age is so wise, and in our snobbery (our conceit) we have become really, really dumb – like children without parents, harmful to ourselves and harmful to others and we do not accomplish what we set out to do, but only make things worse.
(I’m thinking of a few presidential candidates here.)
Before this decade, we had built powerful and effective fighter jets that actually did help protect our country. Now we cannot even build this super-dooper, ill-conceived, poorly planned, all-purpose fighter jet. It is, so far, three times over cost (recently estimated at more than $160,000,000 per jet — how would you like to be responsible for flying one of those!) and it is not yet safe to fly.
Elvis. The F-35. Teenagers. Society broken down into separate demographic groups which have nothing to do with the character of the individual and which cannot accomplish what it needs to. Progressive Politics that is trying to lead us to a bigger, better, super-dooper, ill-conceived world governance.
That is: The needs of the individual be damned. Personal Freedom be damned. Families be damned. National sovereignty be damned. Christian values be damned with all its old-fashioned care for the poor and the weak and the helpless, the talk of equality before God, its clinging to the principles of Natural Law which apply to all mankind, its strength and cohesiveness . . . and its ability to prepare us for the next world.
Ooops, I’m getting long.
Oh. The “Remedy.”
Recognize our “Chronological Snobbery.” It truly is a “sin” that causes harm. Admit we don’t know much because we have rejected the values and wisdom of the past. The way, way past. Realize that pop culture has nothing to teach us, and only corrodes our thinking. Accept that none of our Rulers, none of our leaders, none of our politicians will be the source of our healing and possible resurrection of our society.
Values and wisdom of the past. The way they did it.
If you understand a little about the “sinfulness” of Chronological Snobbery, and IF you are an atheist, an agnostic, or a Protestant, I guess you can pretty much excuse yourself, pronounce your own forgiveness – and continue on.
But those “isms” didn’t build up Western Civilization. Just a historical fact. You know that Western civilization is rooted in the Catholic Faith – until the break-aways in the 16th century . . . and then you can read in history books what happened to us.
For me, GK Chesterton told it best: “The Catholic Church is the only thing that saves a man from the degradation of living in slavery to his own century.”
I don’t like slavery, mental or otherwise. Building a civilization takes constant hard work, effort, purpose, and self-lessness, based upon traditional, universal values.
Otherwise, there truly is “degradation.”
Observe it all. Sheeeesh! We really can’t build a decent workable fighter jet anymore!