We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
Weakness relates us profoundly with other people. It allows us to feel with them the human condition, the human struggle and darkness and anguish which call out for salvation. For to be a human being is to take a certain amount of suffering into life. It is hard to get at this consideration, since so much in Western civilization attempts to disguise it or affects to despise it. One of the most debilitating aspects of American society is that we do not authentically admit the cost in a struggle and almost never allow real fear to surface. Yet most of us must struggle to make a living, must wonder about our future and about our sense of personal value in a market economy, must deal with the half-articulated and half-understood problems of our children, must fear what our death will be like—what it will mean to die; we must deal with the temptation to believe that life is without meaning, that actions are inconsequential and selfish, and that other people are to be used...
Or, why the Progressives need the Deplorables. One difference is that while the weak may acknowledge the superiority of the clergy, the Deplorables make no such concession to the Progressives. That infuriates the Progressives.
Looks like everybody missed the point. Sigh. This is one reason why the whole Christian pursuit, such as it may be, is incompatible with with self, ego, identity, or affectation. One notes the oil and water effect.
How this snippet appears on a lifestyle blog is another conundrum. Talk about incompatibility...
Selective Christianity like that doesn't help, if we can call it that.
Windy - outright uncomprehending dismissal
Gringo - Politicization; which is the problem of culture and the collective - the external
Whitehall - Politicization plus disagreement
Thos - The mote-and-beam problem of misusing the motes and beams principle
It looks like the point stands. Instead of confirming it, have another go at the real problem. There is perhaps no greater repository of Christian philosophy than that which involves human frailty, which also makes it impossible to miss:
But He said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for My power is perfected in weakness.” Therefore I will boast all the more gladly in my weaknesses, so that the power of Christ may rest on me.
That is why, for the sake of Christ, I delight in weaknesses, in insults, in hardships, in persecutions, in difficulties. For when I am weak, then I am strong.
You are correct. Read the paragraph highlighted in the post. Uncomprehensible. Perhaps really bad prose takne out of context. I assume it would still be uncomprehensible in context but maybe there would be a clue. What does it mean. Is it a serious thought or simply meaningless words strung together? A useful idea or the result of too much pot or other drug? Perhaps intended to deceive/confuse and allow the author to ascribe what ever meaning fit the current conversation when challenged to explain. But after reading it twice it still seems meaningless to me. Maybe I don't belong to the right "club" and was never given the secret sign and handshake.
This blog is full of self-reinforcing pride and the great expertise of partisans and lifestylists, holding themselves out as experts on the temporal, all wrapped up in nice regular doses of cleansing Christianese.
Meh. The guy takes the long way around the barn to say what we already know. Be kind to others and do what one can to reduce strife. Doy. Typical Jesuit over-thinking of a common concept. And I enjoy Jesuit over-thinking! But that's 20 minutes of my life I won't get back. ;-)