If you love Western Civilization, today is a dark day.
The burning of Notre-Dame is not the first sign of our fate. But it is an important sign. A heart-sickening sign.
In the churches of America, some of the last bastions of the truths that made Western Civilization possible, we are today debating whether “whiteness is wickedness,” or whether that is a “confusing” way of speaking. And Notre-Dame is smoldering.
As a lover of Western Civilization, I perhaps feel something similar to what the lovers of gangster rap felt at the tragic murder of Nipsey Hussle. Something that I loved is now gone.
What do you love? What do you find lovely? What symbols do you celebrate and remember?
Each nation and each man faces a choice: Be a builder and a steward, or be a victim.
I am thankful that 856 years ago some men created something of lasting value.
Today I am part of the tradition they fostered: life preserving values that come from objective beauty, hard work, and the worship of the one true God.
May the Vandals be forgotten, but may the men of Notre Dame be remembered.