Bernie Lets his Mask Slip
Bernie Sanders’ anti-Christian hissie fit the other day is overheating the Christian chattiverse. Sanders unloaded on Russell Vought the load of Christ-hating venom he had accumulated in a liftetime devoted to attacking all things normal, decent, and well-groomed, describing his faith as “insulting,” “hateful,” and indefensible.”
Christians are drawing the obvious conclusion that for Sanders and his ilk—and, remember, their name is Legion—any form of orthodox Christian faith is a cause for exclusion from federal office. First it will be cabinet posts, then federal judgeships, then college scholarships.
Unfortunately, too few Christians seem to understand that Sanders is only making explicit what has been the implicit position of his party and his ideology for decades. Naturally, they grant an exemption to ecumenical Catholics, liberal Methodists, and faithful adherents to the Ethical Culture Society. The old joke about Episcopalians now applies to a majority of mainstream American Christians: “You know, Episcopalians are allowed to believe in just about anything. It’s strange so few of them do.”
ELCA Lutherans, PECUSA Anglicans, Unite Church of Christ—-once upon a time they were stigmatized as milk-and-water Christians, but they long ago poured out the milk on the ground. They present no danger: They wouldn’t pull the wings off a dead Islamic Djinn. But those who preach Christ and Him crucified should be expecting tribulation.
Actually, we should be thankful to Crazy Bernie, for tipping off the gullible millions who still thought there was a possibility that Americans on the Left and Right (to use outmoded language) could live and let live. That is not, however, how the Left does business, and it never was. They are not content to control 75-85% of the cultural action in the USA: New York and Hollywood, the Washington Post and the Wall Street Journal, The New Republic and National Review all the networks including FOX. No, that is not enough. They have to have it all.
We are dealing with a totalitarian mindset that Christians have a hard time understanding. Oh, there have been bad episodes of persecution in Christian history, but they were usually mixed up with political and ethnic struggles that were the real driving force. I don’t want to wade into polemics on the Inquisition or the Anabaptists or the persecutions of the Protestant and Catholic Tudors. One some other occasion, we can thrash this out, but for now I’ll content myself with saying that persecution and thought control is the perennial temptation of the Puritan mind, whether that mind is in the heads of ancient Montanists, Renaissance Catholics, or small-town Fundamentalists. It is, however, an aberration that usually passes. For the Left—since the French Revolution—no dissent is to be permitted, and not just public dissent but any impurity of thought that might manifest itself in wearing a fur coat or engaging in “inappropriate laughter” on a college campus.
Why is this so? There are many explanations, most of them with more than a grain of truth. The revolutionary movement is a religion much like Islam, a ferocious monism that judges every single thing on earth according to one criteria: Nothing can be good or bad, beautiful or ugly in itself. All that matters is whether or not the Revolution is advanced by Veganism or solar power or electing a transgender president.
I don’t much like mixing up mysticism and politics, but I once heard a somewhat deeper answer given, decades ago, when I attended a lecture by a Southern Baptist educator (whose last name, as I recall, was Janney.) His lecture—more like a sermon, really—was an attempt to answer the question why atheist leftists so hated Christians. His answer was that, while light was hardly affected by patches of darkness, but that darkness could not endure one beam of light without being destroyed. “And the light shineth in darkness, and the darkness comprehended it not.”
Bernie Sanders, Hillary Clinton, and the Harvard faculty are creatures of darkness, living on hate like some ancient monster—Grendel or Tolkien’s Balrog. Even the scent of life, a ripple of unmalicious laughter, a beam of light send these things into rage. We cannot live with them, and they will not live with us except on terms that spell our extinction.
Every decent American should have known this by 1970, but of all the nations of the world, we are the most unwilling to acknowledge the truth. We have a set of platitudes to shield us from reality: There are honest decent leftists who naively think they can make the world a better place; Islam is really a religion of peace—we cannot permit a few bad apples to spoil a barrel of otherwise wholesome apples. Same sex marriage is admittedly an offensive idea, but that is why we conservatives supported civil unions. TV sitcoms may be getting a bit raunchy, but they are brilliantly funny and speak to our time. Maybe what we need is some new slogan to conceal our weakness. I know, let’s call it the Benedict Option and pretend we’re all monks.
And on and on and on, nattering the same stupid lies until it is too late.