Showing posts with label clods. Show all posts
Showing posts with label clods. Show all posts

Tuesday, October 23, 2018

Degenerates, Buffoons, and Clods

In these times of a Church governed to some extent by degenerates, buffoons, and clods, and presided over by a Pope of whom the less said and thought, the better, it is salutary to recall the Church as it was in the time of St Augustine of Hippo:
(From Wikipedia)
The Circumcellions or Agonistici (as called by Donatists) were bands of Berber Christian extremists in North Africa in the early to mid-4th century. They were considered heretical by the Catholic Church. They were initially concerned with remedying social grievances, but they became linked with the Donatist sect. They condemned property and slavery, and advocated free love, canceling debt, and freeing slaves. Donatists prized martyrdom and had a special devotion for the martyrs, rendering honours to their graves.

The term "Circumcellions" was coined by others, based on "circum cellas euntes", they go around larders, because "they roved about among the peasants, living off those they sought to indoctrinate."

The Circumcellions regarded martyrdom as the true Christian virtue (as the early Church Father Tertullian said, "a martyr's death day was actually his birthday"), and thus disagreed with the Episcopal see of Carthage on the primacy of chastity, sobriety, humility, and charity. Instead, they focused on bringing about their own martyrdom.
On occasion, members of this group assaulted Roman legionaries or armed travelers with simple wooden clubs to provoke them into attacking and martyring them. Others interrupted courts of law and verbally provoked the judge so that he would order their immediate execution (a normal punishment at the time for contempt of court).[ The sect survived until the fifth century in Africa.
I am not saying it could be worse, because at least those poor deluded souls were not elevated to bishoprics, but simply that the current situation is not the end of the Church.
Be angry and pray. They have got to die sometime.

Monday, February 20, 2012

A tree without roots

From Mercator, an excellent illustration here of Chesterton's dictum that when people stop believing in God, they will believe in anything.

It seems that Alain de Botton has proposed the building of an atheists' temple and wants the sentiment, religiosity, and morality without the theology which created it. As the great sage is reported to have said,

One can be left cold by the doctrines of the Christian Trinity and the Buddhist Fivefold Path, and yet at the same time be interested in the ways in which religions deliver sermons, promote morality, engender a spirit of community, make use of art and architecture, inspire travels, train minds and encourage gratitude at the beauty of spring.

This is simply sentimentality, and as Oscar Wilde wrote,

A sentimentalist is one who desires to have the luxury of an emotion without paying for it.

This kind of non-thinking reminds me of the scene towards the end of  Huxley's Brave New World in which the Savage, a Catholic, whips himself penitentially, and the Ford-worshiping onlookers copy him, without understanding, in an orgy of sado-masochistic self-flagellation. 

If (as God forbid) I were to lose all religious belief, morality, apart from unenlighened self-interest, would have no appeal whatsoever.