All of my life, the various institutions in Church, State, and Society to which I belong and have given my love, loyalty, and allegiance, have been successively taken over by new leaderships who in the name of freedom and progress have gutted what they have come to rule, and brutally punished and suppressed those who remained loyal to what ever the given institution’s original reason for being was. This is no doubt whence came my sympathy for deposed Monarchs and their descendants, as well as my fierce attachment to what has not undergone such alteration. On the one hand, I do not believe these developments were carefully planned by the denizens of Conspiracy Central; but on the other hand, I do believe that they are particular symptoms of a sickness that has been eating away at our civilisation for a long time. As GKC wrote:
“They have given us into the hand of new unhappy lords,
Lords without anger or honour, who dare not carry their swords.
They fight by shuffling papers; they have bright dead alien eyes;
They look at our labour and laughter as a tired man looks at flies.
And the load of their loveless pity is worse than the ancient wrongs,
Their doors are shut in the evening; and they know no songs.”
But by the same token, this condition is endemic to decadent peoples, as Isaias writes (3:1-5): “For behold the sovereign Lord of hosts shall take away from Jerusalem, and from Juda the valiant and the strong, the whole strength of bread, and the whole strength of water.The strong man, and the man of war, the judge, and the prophet and the cunning man, and the ancient.
The captain over fifty, and the honourable in countenance, and the counsellor, and the architect, and the skilful in eloquent speech. And I will give children to be their princes, and the effeminate shall rule over them. And the people shall rush one upon another, and every man against his neighbour: the child shall make a tumult against the ancient, and the base against the honourable.”
In the face of this hideous strength, one can only have recourse to prayer and the Sacraments, tell the truth, and do one’s duty, in the knowledge that whatever may betide, our own Salvation and that of those we love is what matters; one day we shall shall be gone, and the world shall have to carry on without us. For good or ill, I have no doubt that it shall!