Wednesday, November 24, 2004

From The Latin Mass (sorry, they’re not really online)
Edwin Faust faces head on the accusation/caricature of traditionalists wishing it were the 1950s, something that in ways goes against this blog’s (and its fans’) young-fogeyism and granola conservatism (see links list), IOW not what we mean by conservatism:

The catechism of Beaver Cleaver
As Bishop Richard Williamson also points out, the rot set in long before the first naff hippy-wannabe priests and nuns touched a guitar.

What religion was practised by Ward and June Cleaver?
The point of course is ‘we don’t know’ on all those American programmes — it was never mentioned. In one sense that’s fine — the stories were supposed to be universal, something anybody of any or no religion could identify with. Then again, American radio only 10 years earlier wasn’t afraid of ethnicity or religion — ‘The Life of Riley’, ‘The Goldbergs’ and even in debased but at the time very popular form, ‘Amos’n’Andy’. And of course at the cinema there were Bing Crosby and Ingrid Bergman as a priest and nun. But Mr Faust’s point is by the Nifty Fifties (the time o’plenty in the States whilst Britons still were slogging through rationing) most RCs had joined the diluted-Protestant/secular mainstream, so maybe the shows’ lack of religion was just as much a mirror of how a lot of people were. I’ve known two people who grew up in that period with no religion — their parents’ choice. BTW, Ozzie Nelson was a lifelong atheist. Interestingly, on the other hand, Hugh Beaumont, who played the benevolent, unflappable Ward Cleaver, was in real life an ordained minister before he became an actor.

Mr Faust points out that this state of affairs paved the way for RCs electing slithering filth like JFK as America’s first very nominally RC president. (Cardinal Spellman, no fool, knew better.)

I believe there is a point at which TV Land and the Church met and merged.
I don’t go as far as Mr Faust in saying ‘get rid of your television receiver’ — it’s a tool; abusus non tollit usum. Just be aware — part of what this blog is trying to say.

For many Catholic men, this will also mean ceasing to burn incense at the altar of the great god Sport.

Don’t get me wrong — I know the games are fun and have a place but ‘normal’ people have been brainwashed into wasting lots of money (tickets are expensive, for one thing) on a big business that doesn’t give a toss about them in return.

The Game will have to go, and if you take away the Game, what basis of brotherhood or topic of conversation is left to men?
I know. Thanks to the sickness described immediately above, nothin’.

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