The Miracle of Christian Europe
They say miracles are past; and we have our philosophical persons, to make modern and familiar, things supernatural and causeless. Hence is it that we make trifles of terrors, ensconcing ourselves into seeming knowledge, when we should submit ourselves to an unknown fear. – Shakespeare
My God hath sent his angel, and hath shut the lions’ mouths, that they have not hurt me: forasmuch as before him innocency was found in me; and also before thee, O king, have I done no hurt. – Daniel 6: 22
A friend recently related to me that his son had taken a course in theater during his time at the local university. Toward the end of the course, which covered only contemporary black and feminist playwrights, my friend’s son began to suspect that the Ph.D. teaching the course had never even read Shakespeare. When he asked her about Shakespeare, she replied, “He was some white male who wrote long, boring plays many years ago.” Now, you might applaud that sentiment because you have never cared for Shakespeare yourself, or you might consider it of no consequence that Shakespeare has disappeared from college curriculums, but Shakespeare has always been regarded as one of the greatest poets of the European people. He was, in the words of Ben Jonson, “Not for an age, but for all time.” Jonson was right, but of course Jonson was speaking of the continuum of European history. When he said that Shakespeare was “for all time,” he meant so long as the European people remained true to their God and their race. Once they have forsaken their God and their race, the continuum of European history will be over; the European people, as a people, will no longer exist. I would submit that that doleful tragedy has already occurred. The Europeans are no longer a people. All the blather about restoring America, Britain, France, or any other European nation by electing an anti-immigration candidate and/or a prolife candidate is empty rhetoric. Advocates of such policies are deaf, blind, and dumb. You can’t treat a serious wound with a bandaid, you must cauterize the wound before you can restore the body to health. The European people have passed the point of first-aid, they need major surgery, the surgery of the divine physician, in order to escape their death-in-life existence.
I remember reading a neo-pagan’s blog post a few years back in which he mocked the notion that “gentle Jesus” was the only one who could stop white genocide. The intellectual sneer is a very effective weapon, particularly in an age in which men have been debased by the pride of science. But the neo-pagan was not and is not alone in his intellectual contempt for Christ. The liberals and the churchmen are one in spirit with the neo-pagan, differing only from him in their style of mockery. They don’t attack Christ directly, they attack Him indirectly by mocking His people. The liberals mock and condemn the ‘racists’ of Christian Europe, and the churchmen join them in their mockery and condemnation. So gentle Jesus goes into the dustbin of history, and we are left with the neo-pagans’ brains, the liberals’ noble black savage, and the churchmen’s blueprint for a new Christianity that will give us a purer, nobler Christ than the one whom the antique Europeans worshipped.
If our Jesus, the gentle Jesus of Handel, Shakespeare, Rembrandt, Dickens, Scott, and the European people from whom those artists came, is not God, then we should drink the liberals’ hemlock, because we have no reason to live. And I would submit that the European people have come to that conclusion; they are drinking the hemlock of racial oblivion because they have been defeated by the intellectual sneer; they do not believe in the gentle Jesus of the antique Europeans.
Our thoughts, for good or evil, spring from our heart. The French Revolution sprang from hearts that hated the Christ of the European people. The culture that was supplanted by the Jacobins sprang from hearts that loved Christ. There is a great deal of anger toward God in all of us because our lives are full of suffering of a physical and spiritual nature – sickness, decay, and death in the physical realm and unrequited love and loneliness in the spiritual realm – the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune of which Hamlet speaks. But the European people, when they were a people, overcame their anger and surrendered themselves to His love. That is not a little thing, it is all in all. The two cultures, one based on the hatred of God and the other based on the love of God, have always been the contending forces within the confines of Europe. For centuries the ‘love of Christ’ culture was the dominant culture, but now it is the ‘hatred of Christ’ culture that is the dominant culture. The ill effects of that culture are all around us, but those effects will not be removed until the European people’s hearts are stirred enough to overcome the civilization of the intellectual sneer.
The essence of modernity consists of making man self-sufficient by eliminating all mysteries. If what we can see in the material world is all that there is to see, then life is simple. Love is mere friction, honor is a meaningless word, and faith in gentle Jesus is sentimentality. Dostoyevsky’s underground man hurled his defiance at modernity when he told the liberals that “a man lives his whole life to prove he is not a piano key.” That defiant stance vis-à-vis the modern liberal world is no longer the mantra of the European. The people who stood in reverent awe before the mystery of God’s creation and His redemptive love now sit in a soulless stupor in front of television sets that proclaim the goodness of the sacred negro and the evil of whiteness. In this, the holiest month on the liberals’ calendar, we should reflect on the end of European history and the new history of Europe now that the break with the ‘love of the Christ’ culture is complete.
When the continuum of Christian Europe is broken, the classical liberal who still cherishes the fruits of Christ’s Europe but does not acknowledge Christ as the source of those fruits, is cut adrift from life by the new breed of liberals who hate all things white and Christian. Dostoyevsky describes the descent from classical liberalism to malicious, Christ-hating liberalism in his novel The Possessed. Stephen Verkhovensky, the classical liberal, denounces the new breed of liberals:
“And I declare,” Mr. Verkhovensky squeaked, throwing himself unreservedly into the fray, “that, to me, Shakespeare and Raphael are of greater value than the emancipation of the serfs, than nationalism, than socialism, than the younger generation, than chemistry—and perhaps even than mankind itself! And it is this way because they represent the very highest human achievement, an achievement of beauty without which I wouldn’t be able to go on living.
“Oh, Lord,” he cried, throwing up his hands, “ten years ago I was shouting the same thing from a platform in Petersburg, using almost exactly those same words and, like you now, the people there didn’t understand a thing; they snorted, laughed, and hissed. Ah, you poor, little people, there must be something missing in you if you can’t understand these things! Let me tell you that mankind could survive without the English, without the Germans, and most certainly without the Russians; that it could subsist without science and even without bread. But it is impossible to do without beauty because then there would be nothing left for us to do in the world! And that’s the whole mystery and the whole story! Science itself wouldn’t last a minute without beauty—do you realize that, you who are laughing now? It would turn into black ignorance and it wouldn’t be able to invent a nail for you. No, I won’t give in!” he concluded shrilly and incongruously, bringing his fist down violently on the table.
Stephen Verkhovensky is right, but he, like our modern classical liberals whom we call conservatives, does not go far enough. It is true that we cannot live without beauty. But true beauty is moral beauty; we cannot luxuriate in the fruits of the antique Europeans’ faith in Christ if we do not share their faith in the God-Man. I once read a music critic’s blurb describing a recording of Bach. The critic said that we need not share Bach’s faith in order to enjoy his music. Oh really? We must share Bach’s faith in order to enjoy the music, just as we must share the antique Europeans’ faith in order to share the fruits of the culture they bequeathed to us. The conservatives want to create a democratic culture that is not a haven for degenerate mad-dog liberals. But democratic cultures are cultures based on the hatred of Christ – they will always be a haven for mad-dog liberals and a ‘hell on earth’ for white Christians. What was good in the democratic cultures of the 1950s was not a result of the democratic way, it was a result of a lingering Christian ethos in a people who were in the process of letting go of their lifeline, which was and is the Suffering Servant whom the prophet Isaiah told us would come to us.
Surely he hath borne our griefs, and carried our sorrows: yet we did esteem him stricken, smitten of God, and afflicted. But he was wounded for our transgressions, he was bruised for our iniquities: the chastisement of our peace was upon him; and with his stripes we are healed. All we like sheep have gone astray; we have turned every one to his own way; and the Lord hath laid on him the iniquity of us all. He was oppressed, and he was afflicted, yet he opened not his mouth: he is brought as a lamb to the slaughter, and as a sheep before her shearers is dumb, so he openeth not his mouth. He was taken from prison and from judgment: and who shall declare his generation? for he was cut off out of the land of the living: for the transgression of my people was he stricken.- Isaiah 53: 4-8
A friend asked me if I thought that white people would ever get sick of worshipping the negro. I told him that negro worship would remain the faith of the European people until they turned their hearts away from the democratic culture grounded in the hatred of Christ and returned to the European culture grounded in the love of Christ. That seems like an impossibility at present. But I cling to the fairy tale response to impossible odds. David slew Goliath and routed the Philistines armed only with his faith in the living God. Once we, the remnant band, resist the temptation to make democratic alliances with heathens and decide to venture forth in the name of the Man of Sorrows, trusting only in Him, the tide will turn. Do I really believe such ‘nonsense’? Certainly not in the dark nights of the soul, but when the poetic fire is upon me, as it was upon all our people when they loved much, I do believe that His divine charity, and His divine charity alone, will enable us to conquer the liberals. Faith moves mountains and faith is engendered by love. God came to us through His divine humanity in order to set our hearts on fire. Anyone, be he clergyman, neo-pagan, or liberal who bids us mock “gentle Jesus” is our enemy. We have dwelt too long in the science lab and the philosopher’s classroom. It is time to look at life through the eyes of the antique Europeans who saw their one true love on The Cross. +