Poems by Douglas Young
Douglas Young was a classical scholar, poet, historian, and Scottish nationalist. He died in 1973 after unwisely taking up running for his health.
Douglas Young was a classical scholar, poet, historian, and Scottish nationalist. He died in 1973 after unwisely taking up running for his health.
Since there are no questions or comments on Act I of The Revenger’s Tragedy, we can move on to October’s book: Descent Into Hell by Charles Williams. Williams, as I think everyone knows, was a friend of Tolkien and Lewis, and with them he helped both to vitalize Christian fiction and to lend respectability to supernatural tales.
White bread America is gone, and if it is replaced with corn pone, tortillas, and sticky rice, there may be a little room left for scones with strawberry jam and clotted cream.
Jerry D. Salyer, a subscriber who writes in occasionally, has written a brief review published in Catholic World Report. Here is the concluding paragraphs:
The search for a rationally perfect society always leads to tyranny. Morality and politics are rooted not in pure reason but in our attachments by love or strife to others. The Greek mystical philosopher Empedocles is a better guide than the abstract reasonings of Descartes and Kant.
America, as we know, is an exception to every rule. Here, all the various ethnicities have blended into a harmonious multi-ethnic nationality that defines itself neither by blood nor religion.
Americans seem to have a growing obsession with the idea of revenge. Popular culture, which is often a better guide to national attitudes than social surveys, has elevated the avenger to the status of hero, and ever since the 1970’s, films like Death Wish and Dirty Harry have glorified the brave man who defied the law and “did the right thing.”
Steven Bannon’s zany conspiracy theory is just a PR stunt, but the posthuman race has already arrived.
Revenge or vengeance is a personal act of retribution committed against a person who has wrong the avenger or someone close to him. Retributive punishment is normally, at least in civilized societies, left up to what the Italian press like to call “the forces of public order,” but there is no society known to me where revenge, in one form or another, is not sometimes taken by men and women who have been offended.
In seeking power from steroids and microchips, we become their slaves, and in losing our freedom we lose at least a part of our humanity.