The same glum hedonists who won’t have any children and warn that the slightest upsurge in Christian practice could lead to the Inquisition: they’re falling over themselves to show how “open” and “welcoming” they can be to Dark Ages-haunted theocrats, who have families of six and seven kids at taxpayer expense. Yes, you were dead-on right that self-loathing Europe would die not with a bang but a simper. I would ask Jean Raspail, who wrote The Camp of the Saints, to accept that we’ve learned our lesson. The same glum, childless hedonists who warn that the slightest upsurge in Christian practice could lead to the Inquisition fall over themselves to welcome Dark Ages-haunted theocrats.
Now married couples are shunning each other, while porn websites flourish. That’s how deep their disgust for God’s physical creation had become.
You imagined a race that inhabited the Moon, who lost all interest in actual intercourse, and instead began to mate with technological images of each other. Lewis? Yes, you laid out to the letter what would become of our sexual culture in That Hideous Strength. Now are you pulling strings to make it all come true? Is this payback for that lousy movie adaptation of Brideshead Revisited? Enough, already. Is it you, Evelyn Waugh? You predicted our transgender madness, the euthanasia craze, and the toxic, infantilizing effects of the welfare state in Love Among the Ruins. Or would he? Perhaps to teach us a lesson. No writer in Heaven would be cruel enough to inflict all this on us. The person I really resent is whatever satirical novelist is scripting our daily events from Hell. Following the news, I get more and more outraged.
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