Because sentence against an evil work is not executed speedily, therefore the heart of the sons of men is fully set in them to do evil. – King Solomon
For a war to be just, three conditions are necessary – public authority, just cause, right motive. – St. Thomas Aquinas
Almost any man worthy of his salt would fight to defend his home, but no one ever heard of a man going to war for his boarding house. – Mark Twain
You’ve probably heard them yourselves. “We shouldn’t rush to judgment.” “Violence never solves anything.” “Let’s try to understand them and negotiate.” “The United States had it coming.”
We see them, too. They’re on television, on our street corners. In our newspapers. Living off public largesse in our colleges and universities. Marching back and forth between our churches and cathedrals (yet strangely absent within).
During the Cold War, they gained control not only of our nation’s educational establishments, but our foreign policy, too. “Don’t say anything mean to the Soviet Union. Hungary and Czechoslovakia are just small, unimportant countries. Better red than dead.”
They echoed the words of their forebears: “My good friends, this is the second time in our history that there has come back from Germany to Downing Street peace with honour … I believe it is peace for our time,” said Neville Chamberlain, following his return from the Munich conference in September, 1938. “Mine is a policy of peace,” said Benito Mussolini. Today the appeasers have a new opportunity to bring about “peace in our time.” Give in to the terrorists. Don’t retaliate – don’t even defend yourself. In the vernacular of their own vision, lay back and enjoy it.
In America today, victimhood has become the surest route to public acclaim and the praise of the media. Give up your guns. Don’t resist when attacked by the school bully. Report it to the police. Let justice take its course. Yet those who, for the last several decades, have advocated such a lifestyle, seldom wax eloquent about the final destination to which their course of justice takes us. Perhaps that’s because as soon as they’ve finished consoling us, they’re off to the judge and the legislature – pleading for amnesty for our attackers?
Much of the appeasers’ largesse springs from the fact that he and she have lost nothing of value in the attack, and – at least in their own minds – will be required to give up nothing of value in the appeasement. They weren’t raped. They weren’t beaten by a gang of thugs. They weren’t brutalized by someone who felt entitled to their wallet – and ended up taking their life. The appeaser’s largesse costs him or her nothing, while it costs us everything.
Since the Greatest Generation won our freedom and their place in history for their conduct in two world wars, their children and grandchildren – you and I – have lived in a world that never was and never will be. We did this by spending the corpuscle capital of the generation that spilled its blood on the battlefield – so we wouldn’t have to acknowledge the truth surrounding us. Ours was a world devoid of good and evil, a shadowy no-man’s land where the sun never entirely rose or set, and the inhabitants lived and moved in a perpetual state of thick, gray, moral relativism – their delicate, politically-correct sensitivities shielded from the reality around them. There were no good choices or bad choices – only “alternative” choices. All choices were equal, regardless of their consequences. Separate truths, no matter how diverse, could belong to each of us.
On September 11th, we saw the consequences of that worldview. Was it a great comfort to you to learn that “counseling” was provided to the victims – and to your children – by the high priests of moral relativism? I hope not. I hope it makes you sick and disgusted and afraid and finally angry that the whores of moral relativism have brought America to its knees, if only for a period of national mourning – as the price for their appeasement. I hope that anger gives way to a resolute determination to force their poisonous ideology out of our schools, out of our churches and out of our government. I hope you’ll summon the courage to stand up to them wherever you find them – gain the ability to speak to them the truth, with love – yet, if necessary, have the strength to shout down their poisonous panacea of promises that America saw incinerated in the World Trade Center towers on September 11th, 2001.
I hope you’ll think seriously about the moral equivalency demanded by those busy demonizing the Boy Scouts, while they are humming the North American Man Boy Love Association’s tune of “Sex before eight, or it’s too late.” I hope California and the rest of the nation will re-examine the benefit to society of a man and a woman committed to the sacrifices necessary to preserve a marriage and provide a stable home for children – as opposed to “committed relationships” between homosexuals who covet only the benefits that society has provided to families raising the next generation. I hope you’ll rethink the value of “choice,” when it leads to death.
There are those who have said that we should rebuild the World Trade Center in the wake of the bombing, to show that we won’t be cowed by terrorists. Yet, as I think about it, I have come to disagree. I believe that we should clean up the surrounding area, hold a national funeral ceremony for the victims buried there, make the rubble on the site itself safe – and dedicate at least a portion of that twisted mass of steel and concrete as a final resting place for America’s victims of appeasement. Our slide into moral relativism as the Greatest Generation’s progeny is not a mistake that America can afford ever to repeat. I can think of no more fitting memorial to the innocent victims of evil, than to become part of a perpetual national monument to future generations of the awful truth expressed by the historian George Santayana, who warned that “those who do not remember the past are condemned to relive it.” May God continue to have mercy on our nation, and grant us the courage to rebuild this land as a shining example of His light to the nations.
