West Bengal is a Communist State of India which has the objective of making the rich richer and the poor poorer in hopes that there will be a clash that can be instigated between the two. The state banks encourage this, begging foreign companies basically to enslave the poor locals. They’re quite frank about it. Meanwhile, the culture is so ingrained with one’s lot in life not changing until one’s next reincarnation that nothing changes except for the state to continue to capitalize on the disparity that they’ve encouraged, feeding the greed being their opiate, their idenity. Meanwhile, in the West, protesters for a communist agenda such as antifa are paid, which means they absolutely don’t otherwise care, feeding the greed being their opiate, their identity.
Then there are those who approach life through love, like Mother T in the picture above, in the home for the dying, Jesus, who is life and truth and love and justice being her identity. No opiate, no escape, just reality, just Jesus, just great joy in His love and truth and goodness and kindness. I worked there in that very room myself, it seems many lifetimes ago, trying to understand the love that was radiating there, a love based on dignity and respect, on integrity and honesty, on seeing Christ Jesus holding out redemption to all. This is no blindfold to the wretched state of humanity, and doesn’t ignore economic and political realities, but it also gives those things no credence on any side of any way of going about things if there is not also room for that Love who is Truth, Christ Jesus, our identity. And that should be part of any analysis by economists and political leaders. Justice and mercy are to be encouraged.
Having said that, I’ve never seen a communist take care of anyone, ever, for that would, by definition, take away the speed of the dialectic that is instead pushed by unjust violence, killing anyone and everyone, rich and poor, to make everyone angry, all in an attempt, in their non-believing believing way, to kill Jesus once again in whomever. Communists only love power, feeding the greed, their opiate, their identity, or lack thereof.
Checks and balances on other ways of going about things, such as respecting the inalienable God-given rights of individuals who without exception have their own dignity and worth, are the way to go. With those other ways, there are, at least, opportunities, sometimes ample, to manifest the love of Christ Jesus in all mercy, in all justice. If it’s not all about Jesus, it’s all about the opiate of violence, the “power” of violence, the violence which is a tool to feed the greed.
This becomes surreal when it is a religious leader who, as a non-believer, bullies others into their dialectic violence, trying to force others to be mirror images of themselves, utopia being themselves, self-absorbed Promethean neo-Pelagians that they are, having lost their identity in having lost Christ.
I think of a seminary rector who had an ex-priest teach a course to seminarians on how to rationalize an abortion in any situation (that was in my home town) so that, in doing so, he told me himself, he could feel better about the suicide-euthanasia of his father who starved himself to death, he going along with this, even though his father was otherwise in perfect health. He said he went along with this because religion didn’t explain the meaning of suffering (such as being bored with life because of being a non-believer), he apparently having never heard of original sin and the just consequences of that sin which we still suffer in all justice in this world even while Christ Jesus has stood in our place, the innocent for the guilty, so that we can do the right thing with His friendship, His grace, His love and truth and goodness and kindness, even while we continue to suffer those consequences of sin freely chosen with the sin (those consequences being removed as we enter heaven). If it’s not about Jesus, it’s about the opiate of self-worship, the opiate of violence, of “power”, of control over others, an identity of vacuousness.
That seminary rector sounds pretty bad, right? But there are those who are very pious in their own eyes but who refuse with near dialectic might makes right to see the redemption wrought by Jesus’ death being needed by everyone everywhere all the time, in both Church and State, all of society, all individuals: “We’re all nice always.” And that is also a betrayal of Jesus, to ignore why He came, to congratulate ourselves that we’re doing just fine without Him, to give oneself a licence to participate in an imaginary dialectic that smashes others into the structures of one’s own outlook, one’s own utopia, one’s own opiate of self-worship, one’s own vacuous identity of nothing.
And then there are those who, because abandoned by a preceding generation to an identity of vacuousness, have turned to actual opiates as their very identity. And the usual death follows.
There are those with non-identity in Church and State. And then there are those who find their identity in Christ Jesus, Divine Son of the Immaculate Conception, who will come to judge the living and the dead and the world by fire. Amen.