Life in a small town, Pen as Sword - Social Commentary, The Inner Struggle

Why are you troubled? … Managing Expectations …

Inner Thoughts”  Rodrigo Rodriguez, from the album “Inner Thoughts” (2006)

We are not guilty, but we are indeed unworthy. I am thinking about the last couple of posts dealing with the reliability of established mainstream information authorities in the healthcare and research world. I find these discoveries of questionable integrity in the system disturbing because they call into question a model which I have believed and taken for granted most of my adult life and because, just when I need it the most, the model is crumbling in my hands as I turn to it for support in the aging process. I find myself asking “If this, then … what is truth”?

St Thomas Aquinas, 1225 - 1274

St Thomas Aquinas, 1225 – 1274

And I discover that there is a spiritual dimension to my thoughts which has no credibility in the secular world where the preoccupation is with justifying everything by the numbers and the guidelines relating to the non-existent “standard” human.  “Why are you troubled, and why do doubts arise in your hearts?” Trust in the Truth … no matter how things appear to us in this world … trust in the Truth.

“O my Jesus, supreme Goodness, I ask of you a heart so enraptured with You that nothing can distract it. I wish to become indifferent to everything that goes on in the world, and I want You alone, to love everything that refers to You, but You above everything else, O my God!” (St. Thomas).

Sins of the repertoire … I do not trust, … and the catechism tells me “He becomes guilty: – of rash judgment who, even tacitly, assumes as true, without sufficient foundation, the moral fault of a neighbor; – of detraction who, without objectively valid reason, discloses another’s faults and failings to persons who did not know them;”.

The individuals (that would be us) working within the system, the culture of the day, are not culpably guilty of the sins of the system, except perhaps in our willingness to delegate responsibility to our betters in the belief that they really do know better and have our best interests at heart.

So, judgement and detraction are greatly facilitated when love of self and of the self’s opinions are coupled with caring about and being attached to everything that goes on in the world. I know better, right? Therefore I judge these others as a homogeneous herd … and this is bad, bad, bad, my bad. Mea Culpa, Mea Culpa, Mea Maxima Culpa.

I guess I have to make clear the distinction between systemic information control and censorship of negative reporting, and the malice or culpability of all the myriad individuals enmeshed within that same system. I think the spiritual dimension is entered into through the secular materialist’s implied assurance of some form of eternal youth and health through the consumption and application of their recommended products and guidelines.

And “We The People” are, all of us, looking for that fountain of youth, that perpetuation of childhood joys where there are no clouds on the horizon and all things are possible including genuine relief from pain, discomfort and disease … in perpetuity? Seriously … we want the dream in perpetuity … and we are willing to turn a blind eye to anything that disturbs the tranquility of that dream.

Our expectations, at least at the subliminal level, exceed what is possible by a wide margin because in our inner soul we are still aware of eternity and the resurrection, still aware of a yearning, of a hole that wants filling.

As a result of that yearning, and having rejected “patriarchal authority” in favour of a dissolute life pursuing self gratification, our society has rejected the wisdom of the ages in favor of the fountain of youth implicitly offered by “Material Realism” and science divorced from spirituality.

This material state of affairs necessitates the suppression of dissenting views lest truth creep out and become visible. Unmanaged expectations are the fertile soil of our economy and our societal values.

Into the West, Annie Lennox, Howard Shore, LOTR, 2003

Here Lies Low-Carb Joe ...

Here Lies Low-Carb Joe …

So, referring to the image on the “left” mocking the views and observations of those who do not share the mainstream health model as sacrosanct, who would rather eat the sacred cows than bow down in worship to their priesthood … we need to manage our expectations.

This might come as a surprise to some but reality is well explained by the truth that “Life is a fatal STD”.

There is no human, past present, and presumably future who can transcend mortality through the application of whatever happens to be the trendy fashionable healthcare models of any generation in history.

We have all been dieing of something for at least 100,000 years and are looking likely to continue dieing for the next 100,000 years regardless of the implied claims to the contrary of “modern medical science”.

But modern medical science, and all modern science for that matter, have so far proven utterly incapable of creating even the simplest of single cell life forms, because there is no life in it.

It seems rather obvious that absent the “source” of life we humans are incapable of creating anything from scratch, let alone life. Its like that old Spam commercial asking where the meat is and the reply that “It just isn’t in me”.

But are all the members of the homogeneous herd actually complicit in this scam writ large? Absolutely not. First the whole concept of the homogeneous herd is erroneous because we are all individuals, all outliers. There are no standard humans, not now, not ever, never.

And, reality is that most human beings (probably in the middle 90%’s) are good, harmless, more or less productive people by normal human standards, and they wouldn’t willfully harm a fly if left to their own devices. Everyone is just trying to get by to the best of their abilities in the world that they find themselves in, just desirous of pursuing life, liberty and happiness, in some order that makes sense to each individual.

Where society goes seriously off the rails is when human ambition, pride, and self worship diverges from the Manufacturer’s Instructions. And all us little folks still have to try to get by in the world in which we live. Our society and culture is all about delegating responsibility to higher and higher human authorities on the (perhaps) spurious assumption that their claims to wisdom are perhaps true, or at least truer than ours.

We are all called to something higher and transcendent, to that far green land beyond the grey rain curtain of the world … and we opt for mediocrity, and a handful of dollars, and a promise, and we never get to the beach, we die in the surf line. Because of FOMO we opt for death.



“PIPPIN: I didn’t think it would end this way.

GANDALF: End? No, the journey doesn’t end here. Death is just another path, one that we all must take. The grey rain-curtain of this world rolls back, and all turns to silver glass, and then you see it.

PIPPIN: What? Gandalf? See what?

GANDALF: White shores, and beyond, a far green country under a swift sunrise.

PIPPIN: Well, that isn’t so bad.

GANDALF: No. No, it isn’t.”