26 October 2015

His Story Always Repeats

Almost everything is debatable in relative terms, being 'true' according to an individual's relative understanding. Normal is widely debated as relative, as is morality, ethics, integrity and so on. Laws have been written to define morality and ethics, and are 'updated' or changed as consensus and opinion changes. What was immoral, unethical and forbidden yesterday can become 'legal' and demanding social acceptance. This is how man makes the world around himself, believing himself to 'evolve' while stretching the bounds he himself is oblivious of. Until society has eaten itself from within, when history shows the repeated eventuality of man's nearsightedness, man will not relearn the lessons of life.

What is natural can less likely be relatively debatable, but some people do make an effort to turn the obviously unnatural into their definition of normal. Morality can also be debated as a relative term. Seems like “modern times” have always pushed the envelope of societal norms. The term 'evolution' is used. The desire to loosen the constraints of what is defined as conservative, the seemingly 'liberating' sense of what is defined as liberty is promoted. Last generation's sexual revolution in western societies perceived that a society without restraints could arrive at the freedom, peace and love that past social orders failed to reach. But wasn't the perceived 'freedom' simply the typical rebelliousness of young and foolish immaturity once again recoiling against its upbringing?

Some folks believe the typical nuclear family is a thing of the past, something archaic, outdated and long overdue to be buried like a useless artifact. But what has divorce, single parenting and loosened morals wrought? Aside from the atypical story of grace and redemption, do we not see brokenness in the individual products of cultural looseness? How typical is a child from a broken home going to effort a faithful bond and imitate that which it did not know growing up?

The human body gives signals to the person when something is wrong. A fever signals a foreign and undesired something has afflicted and infected the host; the body. Can cultural afflictions and infections be easily diagnosed as a virus or bacteria in the human body?

Some nomadic Middle-eastern tribes do not understand “stealing” as this notion is understood in western cultures. For some tribes, they are justified in stealing from travelers. They perceive their take as a form of tribute. Their forceful demand of property or monies is part of their ancient cultural fabric. For them to view their generational practices as 'wrong' or 'sinful' is demanding the near impossible, like asking the tiger to change its stripes.

When a society and culture embraces the unnatural, the atypical and the immoral as acceptable and viable lifestyles, even normalizing certain activities in the name of 'civil rights,' how obtuse will the return to the natural be to a generation who has swallowed the idea that their modern expression is an evolution of human nature? How difficult it shall be to 'see' when the return is considered primitivism when what was once a fringe lifestyle has been mainstreamed?

I see men walking hand in hand, and women with women. The clothes continue to leave little to the imagination. When a society idolizes the naked human body as a tradable commodity, certain fleshy parts of the body are considered assets. Great investments are made to accentuate the chest as well as the buttocks. The face is another landscape open to be sculpted by a knife, or injected with fat from other parts of the body. These efforts are considered modern achievements by some people. For some others, yet a new level of depravity where previous lows proved not to be the bottom.

Emotions rush through me when I see these things on a daily basis, not in media, but in my daily walk. The pendulum sways from one end to another as life moves forward, and when that pendulum begins returning to center (as history always shows), the adjustment is always a painful and dreadful experience.

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