July 18, 2005

Postmodern Vegetation


"Turnips are singularly broad-minded."

---From Heretics, by G. K. Chesterton

Turnips, it turns out, are the ultimate Liberals, if you can believe it of something so seemingly red-state. They are broad-minded, accepting and non-judgmental. They let each man believe in their own truth. They are blinded by no prejudice of any kind.

But they have one major flaw-- they are still turnips.

Have you ever noticed that the more 'complex' a creature is (and I shudder to use a word that suggests that any of God's creatures are non-complex, but there it is), the less accepting it is? Amoebas spend their lives in a sort of half-conscious daze of eating and reproducing. But cats demand to be petted and groomed.

The same can be said of people, or properly of the worldviews of people. For the more complex and thought-out a worldview is, the more it will demand. A mind awake to truth will demand to be removed from the presence of error, and will try to banish error wherever it is found. But a person with a sketchy, half-finished idea of what is truth will not be repulsed. They will continue to bump along on the surface, happy to be warm, well-fed, and in possesion of the latest sports car or flat-screen TV. Like a turnip, they are singularly broad-minded.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

So according to this, the couch potatoes are the people to go to when I finalize my new world religion? :-D

But... on the other hand. *storm thunders overhead* It's almost like you're equating liberalism with apathy, FOE-Me-DOUGH-wh..

Oh, well.

On one hand, it is acceptable( I think. . . hehe ) to be tough on one's own self in relation to what you know, believe, or believe you know and what you do. You won't get in trouble doing that, unless you happen to think eating a sin or weakness. On the flip side, charity or love toward other's is the absolute acid test of Christianity and those who profess it. I suppose we'll just have to accept the person as flawed as they may be, as long as they don't do it "on purpose". Oh, if only I could harness the combined power of the "catchy song", the "11-year-olds who impersonate 37-year-olds online", the "tongue twister", and the misapplication of the word "your" when the word "you're" is absolutely appropriate so that I could just change people's minds for them. Or perhaps I'd rather it rain oatmeal and thereby solve both the problem of the Quaker's complete monopoly over the oatmeal industry and the smaller, yet significant problem of world hunger.

Ex cathedra indeed. :-|