It is strange that I should have heard so many Communist songs, and that yet I should find in this one, which is not even Communist, the worst of the spirit which has done so much damage in the twentieth century – the spirit of worldly millenarianism, of “building the New Jerusalem in England’s green and pleasant land” in the face of whatever God or history or providence may have decided to do with it. But I would say that that shows exactly where the trap for the human spirit lay. Only an egotism of stupendous proportions, and stupendously corrupted by generations of lies piled upon lies, could claim to build a cosmic renewal upon what is to be found in individual people. You have to have built up a whole culture that is simply desensitized to the darkness and the confusion in man. What made Fascism and Communism powerful is that they handed an outside justification for the search for the Millennium, an apparent law of development within nature to which human beings had to align themselves, commit themselves, with which they had to collaborate. There has always been an instinct in people that there is a cosmic order with which the goodness of man is aligned and against which the darkness and ignorance of man is in rebellion. To be in harmony with nature is one definition of virtue that goes back at least to classical times. Marxism and Fascism simply altered the definition of that Nature with which the human spirit had to be in harmony, from something static, whose prescriptions were eternal or eternally repeating, to something dynamic. Consequently collaborating with nature or providence did not merely mean happiness in the present life of man, by as much as we can align ourselves to that everlasting measure, but working towards a future where a kind of perfecion will be achieved. In Fascism and Communism, the future is not only positive, but it is a kind of goal towards which men must strive – not the obliged road towards which we all progress at a rate of sixty seconds a minute.It follows that there is a great deal, even as you hate the idea and its result, to admire about the old Communists. There is a last letter from an eighteen-year-old Greek Communist partisan girl that is branded into my memory like fire. “Do not weep for me, Mother. I may die, but the Idea will live on, luminous, great and beautiful. And I can hardly bring myself to believe that I, an ordinary peasant girl, should have the privilege to die in its service…” Nobody can read sentences like that without tears in their eyes. And yet you have to bring your mind down to earth, remember where – not only Communists in general, but that specific Communist group – were coming from; what Greek Communism really meant in very thoroughly recorded history; what an enormity of evil even a brief period of that “idea”, brought by Communist partisans to mainland Greece, did until they were forced out by those they had intended to kill, in a fierce civil war. What someone said about war is even more true of Fascism and Communism: that they took the best of man, to do the worst.
Fascism and Communism are dead. The enormous flaws in their theories made them unacceptable to many thinking people, and their sheer and obvious failure in practice, condemned them. Fascism promised martial victory and conquest; it ended in unprecedented military disaster, in the middle of a riot of unmartial moral collapse, mutual violence, betrayal, and surrender. Communism promised an economic paradise; it ended in poverty and economic collapse in Russia, and in a peculiarly rapacious and uncontrolled kind of capitalism in China. Truly, by their fruit you shall know them.
However, the heresy incarnate in Parry’s Jerusalem is more present than ever. It is as though the ideological and intellectual apparati of Communism and Fascism were mere trellises to train the power of human egotism to grow upwards, until it has grown so thick and so massive that it could survive without the trellis – without the pseudo-scientific or phiosophical justification, without anything much by way of reason at all. Ask anyone whether they want to make a better world; the answer will always be unthinkingly positive. Nobody will stop to wonder whether a better world is possible, how anyone would define it, whether we are all agreed on what it should be like, and whether, even if we were, our views would be of any value, is not something anyone stops to think.
The situation we are in now, is one in which politics amounts essentially to the desire of creating Jerusalem in England’s green and pleasant land – or Germany’s, America’s. France’s, Sweden’s, Italy’s, you name it – purely out of the goodness of our hearts; that is, out of a confused self-regard that has been taught to ignore the very fact that men are not only fallible but failed. Instead of “doing justly, and loving mercy, and walking humbly with our God”, as one of the finest verses in the Hebrew Bible demands of us, we have erected our Self into our God, and imagine that what springs therefrom is justice and mercy. The result is the constant reduction of free speech and free behaviour, the unstoppable and indeed hardly noticed tide of Political Correctness. The Better World we want to build is no longer even based on a trellis of scientific or philosophical justification; instead, it is merely a matter of what feels nice to – well, those among us who happen to be influential.
What is the definition of tyranny? To me, it is the Latin Sic uolo, sic iubeo; thus I want, thus I order. And it seems to me that this sentimental hankering after a Better World defined as one that we feel good about and that therefore suits our inclinations, a Jerusalem built by our own effort with no reference to any higher principle except the goodness in our own hearts, comes damned close to Sic uolo, sic iubeo. What we like is what we want; of course. What feels right to us is what we command; of course. But does anyone ever stop to wonder whether we are right in liking and demanding that which pleases us?
Not wanting to pick a fight…:-) Did you just equate the Red Menace of Communism with the magnificent attempt to gain Southern independence from the grasping, rapacious claws of the Federal Government?? Ah am appalled, sir – simply appalled.
Next time we conquer…
Michael Readyp: “One person cannot own another person” Abraham Lincoln. Without this truth no nation, no state, no people are free.
C.S. Lewis stated in Mere Christianity something to this effect: aim at Heaven and you get Earth as well; aim at Earth and you get neither. IOW, if you concentrate solely or primarily on improving society through various utopian or reformist schemes, you end up just making it worse, whereas if you focus on attaining Heaven via individual virtue, you make society better in the process. I would really love to, just once in my life, see a politician who acknowledges his or her limitations and promises simply to not screw things up any worse than they are, rather than promising all sorts of sweeping programs for solving all problems. I’d vote for that person in a heartbeat.
Mary D V – Yes!!! And there were about 388,000 AfricanAmericans that no one could really own – in all our history and up to 1860. And today there are now over 60,000,000 dead children whom their mothers didn’t really own – and without the truth that each of these babies could not be owned, none of us are free, nor is the USSA. . Ekaine K-On that “politicains not screwing up” idea, the Texians today see to it that their legislature can only meet every two years-not all the time. Guy McClung, San Antonio TX