Dear visionaries,
Joanne finds that what I have written in the past on the Confederacy is “morally repugnant.” I see that I will have to begin abbreviating. BWS? By what standard, henceforth BWS?
Having a fixed standard of right and wrong found in the Scriptures enables me to admire that which was noble about the Confederacy, and reject that which was sinful and morally repugnant. But those who are relativistic are stuck with the worst of everything — including all the contemporary febrile hatreds of our white sheeted brethren of one tooth. As a believing Christian, I can say that sin is sin whether it comes from the right or left, North or South, this hemisphere or that one. But if there are no fixed boundaries of right and wrong, one cannot start hollering about that which is “morally repugnant” when the fit takes one. Confronted with a Ku Kluxer, the consistent ethical relativist can only mark yet another alternative life style. Of course, given relativism, why be consistent?
It simply amazes me that people cannot see that moral relativism means moral relativism. If there is an fixed, non-evolving standard, then tell us what it is, and why we are obligated to pay any attention to it. But in the meantime, who is Kant and why should I listen to him? Or who is Bentham, and why is he in charge? Or fifty one percent of the voting public?
And if there is no fixed, non-evolving standard, then don’t come accusing other folks of having fallen short of it. The trouble with relativists is that they cannot live by their own worldview for ten consecutive running minutes. They banish absolute standards out the front door, but then, finding they cannot live without that invigorating feeling of moral indignation that busy-pants liberals thrive on, smuggle them back in the back door.
What a jolly time we live in. And the back door has been locked.
“Apologetics in the Void” are repostings from an on-going electronic discussion and debate I had some time ago with members of our local community, whose names I have changed. The list serve is called Vision 20/20, and hence the name “visionaries.” Reading just these posts probably feels like listening to one half of a phone conversation, but I don’t feel at liberty to publish what others have written. But I have been editing these posts (lightly) with intelligibility in mind.