The Manhattan Declaration of Life, Marriage, Liberty
At last a few words of sanity:
http://manhattandeclaration.org/
I urge all good Christian ladies and gentlemen to read and sign, or men of goodwill no matter their faith, virtuous pagans and atheist men of reason–the votaries of any god I urge to sign, so long as they vow no fealty to
- Moloch (who stands for abortion and euthanasia) or to
- Hermaphroditus or Ganymede (who stand for perversion, for hatred of marriage) or to
- Mammon and Caesar (who stands for worldly wealth and power, rarely the friends of those whose hope rests beyond the shores of Earth), or to
- those numberless Gnostic aeons and emminations, who must stand for the esoteric and convoluted falsehoods called political correctness, as I can find no classical god or devil who stands for mere gibberish, unless it might be Chaos himself, mother of Night.
One need not be a Christian to oppose the Culture of Death. Sons of Abraham, does not Samuel the Prophet warn to put no trust in kings, but to take the Lord as your only king? Sons of Ismael, does not your Prophet (peace be on him!) condemn fornication and bless the bands of marriage? Servants of Odin, did not the Lord of the Ravens straightly charge you not to die the straw death–but what is euthanasia, what is infanticide, if not sending souls to Garm, with no chance to perish weapon in hand, in battle, to join the heroes in Valhalla? Celebrants of Hellenic and Latin dieties, do not the inscriptions at Delphi command, with the voice of the god of light, to know thyself and to seek nothing in excess?
Turn your eye through all of history, O reader, East as well as West, classical as well as Christian. Seek through the writings of Confucious and Lao Tzu. Read the riddles and staves propounded by druids and barbarians. Study the stern saying of Cicero and Marcus Aurelius, the complexities of Aristotle, the sublimnities of Plato. Ponder the purity practiced by the Shinto of Japan, meditate on the meditations of the Enlightened One. Read the laws of jurists and the dreams of poets.
Nowhere will you find in the pre-Christian or the non-Christian world what is found in the post-Christian world: the combination of pride, despair, deadliness, joylessness, selfishness, indifference to honor, hatred of truthfulness, delight in unwholesomeness for the sake of its dreary ugliness, hatred of life and love and family, and the sactification of nothing and nonbeing as the goal and asperation of human existance–nowhere, in other words, in any civilized world will you find the culture of death, except here, and except now.
You will have to seek out the studied horrors of the Aztecs, the inhumanity of cannibals, the mis-shapen idolatries of Carthage and Phoenicia to find a similar contempt for human life as the Post-Christians profess, and even in their dark pyramids stained with human blood, you will not find such glorification of self-centered self-will for its own sake: even Aztec braves were brave enough to fight. Even the Philistines were not such philistines. Even the cold-eyed Spartans who threw unwanted children into the pit at Apothetae did not abort them by the millions and tens of millions and scores of millions. Even cannibals know man is not merely an animal, merely a machine made of meat, merely a random collection of lifeless chemicals suffering an illusion of consciousness. Our society has dipped below the level of these savages and their relatively innocent and relatively honest evil. Our evils are more corrupt, more thoughtful, more scientific, more arrogant, and fell from a higher pedistal.
We are dying of political correctness as if from a venereal disease. Already it has made our leaders blind, tongueless, strengthless, and nearly witless. No one can prosper by the rules of the culture of death, no one can follow the laws of chaos; no one can live by them.
The Word of God and the voice of reason and the psalms of prophets and songs of poets can agree on very few things. The sanctity of human life, of purity and marriage, and of liberty and conscience should be counted among them.
About John C Wright
John C. Wright is a practicing philosopher, a retired attorney, newspaperman, and newspaper editor, and a published author of science fiction. Once a Houyhnhnm, he was expelled from the august ranks of purely rational beings when he fell in love; but retains an honorary title.
