Wednesday, February 17, 2016

No such thing as a dragon

In a recent episode of ABC's 20/20 (2/12/2016), Diane Sawyer interviewed the mother of one of the shooters from the 1999 tragedy at Columbine High. Seventeen years after the nightmarish attack, Mrs. Klebold spoke eloquently but tearfully about her experience as the parent of a teenager who proved, as a complete surprise to everyone and especially herself, capable of shooting down his fellow students in cold blood.

At one point in the interview, Mrs. Sawyer asked Mrs. Klebold whether she believed in evil. The mother knit her brows and slowly replied that no, no, she did not believe in evil.

I was stunned. Satan, I thought, must be pinching himself to be sure this is not just a dream. If even this poor woman does not believe in the presence of evil--a woman who witnessed her own son, whom she described as sweet and loving, transform mysteriously into a cool, calculating murderer--then who on Earth would?

So, imagine for a moment that you are intent on conquering your enemy's fairest city, carefully laying out a strategy and reckoning up all that this effort will take. Then your scout returns with miraculous news: The enemy does not believe you exist. They have built no fortifications, they have disbanded their army, and have even removed all mention of you from the children's textbooks. In short, they are wide open. All you need do is march in and claim the place and its surprised inhabitants as your own.

So it must be for the Prince of Darkness as he harvests legions of modern souls without firing a shot.

Mrs. Klebold's answer, that she does not believe in evil, goes a long way toward explaining the horrible acts that our fellow humans, often very young humans, are committing all around us today. The modern man says there is no such thing as some dark force, either outside or inside of us--just bad decisions and faulty environments that work upon a person until they find themselves deep into "damaging behaviors."

We don't talk about sin. The talk show host leans toward his guest, a young woman who has robbed her parents and grandparents, destroyed three cars while driving drunk, and threatened her brother with a large kitchen knife, and asks her if she would agree that she has made some "poor choices."

Saint Paul famously warned, "“For we wrestle not against flesh and blood, but against principalities, against powers, against the rulers of the darkness of this world, against spiritual wickedness in high places.” (1) But rather than a timeless statement of fact, St. Paul's words are derided as so much old-fashioned superstition. Evil does not actually exist, we contend, and neither does that scary place called hell.

Add to this sophisticated delusion the new ease of accessing those old forbidden fruits. We can feed a temptation to violence with a host of brutal video games, as well as a taste for depravity by quietly clicking into any of the countless pornography web sites. And when we follow a dark path to the point of committing a crime, our defense lawyer will convince the jury to be lenient because we suffered trauma as a child or had no good role models.

Naturally, many ugly things in our lives affect how we behave. People can decide to do terrible things, and these take their toll on us. But this is not an excuse to let ourselves be carried along into wickedness. Our situation is summed up well in the Vatican's 1965 statement Gaudium et Spes (Joy and Hope):

The whole of man's history has been the story of dour combat with the powers of evil, stretching, so our Lord tells us, from the very dawn of history until the last day. Finding himself in the midst of the battlefield man has to struggle to do what is right, and it is at great cost to himself, and aided by God's grace, that he succeeds in achieving his own inner integrity. (2)

So we need to stop kidding ourselves. We can take a lesson from the children's book in which a little boy finds a small dragon at the breakfast table one morning, who proceeds to eat all the boy's pancakes. The child complains to his mother, who responds simply that "there's no such thing as a dragon." As the day goes on, the dragon grows larger and larger, filling a room, then the whole house, while the mother continues to assure her son that there's no such thing as a dragon. Only when the family finds itself riding high above their neighborhood, perched on the back of the beast, does Mom admit that this really is a dragon. And with this recognition, the dragon shrinks back to a manageable size. (3)

Indeed, there is good reason to keep praying the familiar words we have invoked for nearly 2,000 years: ". . . and lead us not into temptation but deliver us from evil, Amen." (4)
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1 Ephesians 6:12 (King James Version).
2 GS 37, 2.
3 There's No Such Thing as a Dragon, by Jack Kent
4 The Lord's Prayer, by Jesus Christ, ca. 30 A.D.
Dragon courtesy of Bing free images.

Monday, February 1, 2016

Talk about disappointment . . .

Last Saturday my husband and I made a sudden decision to hustle over to Daytona to watch (part of) the Rolex 24 race. Four different classes of cars roared around the 3 1/2-mile course for 24 hours, tires smoking around the curves, engines screaming along the straightaways. We sat in awe of the technology streaking past us, amazed that now each car sports a lighted number on each side of it displaying for the crowd its current position.

One prototype class car, the DeltaWing, caught our attention with its narrow nose and patriotic paint job ("God bless America" emblazoned along its side). We watched as lap after lap, it took the lead, slipped a bit, and took it back. Go, Car Zero!

We dove back into the monstrous grand stand to find another vantage point. As we passed a TV screen, we stopped in our tracks. There was the DeltaWing being towed off the track on the back of a truck.The race was over for Car Zero.

I considered: How must this feel for Katherine Legge, who drove the car to the lead during the first shift? How about the hapless second driver, Andy Meyrick, who slammed it into a stalled car shortly after getting behind the wheel?  Then there are the grieving owner and the entire pit crew, not to mention the two other drivers who never got their turns.

Myself, I do not handle disappointment well. When I have prepared for something with great anticipation and it gets rained out, called off, or just goes kaput, I do not bounce back quickly. You'll see me sulking (or worse) for some time, throwing dark looks around and muttering about my rancid luck.

I need to remember the DeltaWing. Professionals like that crew, although deeply disappointed, have a way of looking toward the next race, the next game, the next campaign. They can't get stuck. And though it left the famous Daytona track trailing pieces and parts, the DeltaWing surely has not run its last race and will show up again, even better. Hope I can learn to do that.

Photo: Two prototype cars take an infield curve at the Daytona Rolex 24, Jan. 30, 2016. Overall winner was Car #2, Tequila Patron ESM, shown at right. Photo by Michael Doyle.