Man is the Lord of creation: we must, however, stop the socialists from harming him
I am groping at the Problem of Evil.
“Los 33” have been rescued, flawlessly, in less time than estimated, from deeper than ever before. Not even a GramscoStaliNazi (or at least I hope not? Although I view these people slightly less orgasmically-charitably than Sean Gabb does) could grudge the thanks that first of all must be due to heroic and un-named scientists and engineers.
OK OK OK…I admit it….I’m a Catholic. It’s a fair cop and you’ve got me bang to rights, honest, guv, officer. I’ll come quietly.
But I also know with every fibre of my being that God never intended us to be barred from learning how to know, and then knowing, What Is In His Mind. Adam may be “fallen”, but as a scientist I am quite sure that God never meant to hide what He has Indicated to us, (“order”) through Science and Englineering, the things and stuff which might be available in the Universe, and which we could use on our orienteering-challenge to discover Him and understand His Mind.
Yeah-but-no-but…I mean…What else can there be for a sentient being to aspire to? X-factor? (I thought that was a 70s-USA-cosmetics firm, until I discovered other people’s interests…)
The things and stuff we could use? Like copper and silver and gold in the Atacama Desert. Who’d have thought, a mere 5,400 years ago, that you could do such stuff as we do, with stuff from the funny little molten streams of red-hot-thingy that flow from smelted rocks, eh, when you get the guys to jump up and down hard enough on their bellows? You could make axe-heads that would last a few hours rather than seconds, and…then you could remelt and reforge them when they went blunt! I think it’s marvellous, and worth every penny, and we’ll get to the Stars using it, some day.
Nobody’s thanked the mining-engineers yet, but I hope someone will. And the Germans who sent the steel cable: ought not someone to thank them too? The Chilean President, who seems like a good sort of bloke with whom one could have a drink in a pub (non-smoking, as is allowed under the present terms of discourse), might set the ball rolling – after all, he can’t fail to profit politically right now, can he.
Man may be tiny and insignificant as an animal. But his mind is a giant structure, entirely capable of demolishing anything that GramscoStalinism, and its wimpish and stealthily-gradualist little handmaiddroid GramscoFabiaNazism can put in our way. I do not know if all these nasty little post-renaissance socialist “isms”, which serve no purpose but to hold individual people back singly and in droves, are accidental artefacts of the Universe, or whether there is a Devil. As far as The Devil goes, I am an agnostic. It may be that the Vector Sum of all interactions of all kinds in the Universe is zero over its lifetime, and that it is “neutral”, and that therefore “evil” minus “good” means that its angular momentum turns out to be zero.
But I hope that the P/L account, on the Last Day, shows a credit balance in favour of Order. Liberty is its mother, you know.