Horror House

Nothing Is Normal

In a poem so oft-quoted that it embarrasses me slightly to quote it again, W. B. Yeats, gazing with a prophetic eye on the disintegrating world of modernity, writes

Turning and turning in the widening gyre
The falcon cannot hear the falconer;
Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere
The ceremony of innocence is drowned;
The best lack all conviction, while the worst
Are full of passionate intensity.

The next stanza begins: “Surely some revelation is at hand.”

  • Drunk_by_Noon

    “In the disintegrating world of 2015 in North America, however, people seem morally blind and deaf and, in their stultified state, impervious to revelation.”
    “Impervious to revelation” I’m stealing that.

    Call what’s going on as the left’s war against normality.

  • Petey

    I pretty well agreed with everything he said until the concluding paragraph:

    “Reality will always trump the evasion of it, but the longer that evasion is sustained, the more catastrophic the coming-to-terms is likely to be.”

    It seems that he is suggesting that there will be some return to common-sense or “reality” at some point, that society will reset in some manner, but I personally fear that this will not turn out to be the case. Progressives are actually altering reality itself. The ugliness he speaks of is becoming beauty in a very real sense; disingenuousness is becoming courage and openness; and so on. Progressives and liberals are shaping society in their own image and though that image is repulsive to conservatives, it is becoming the reality of the world in which we are forced to live. We – conservatives – quite simply, are losing.

    • Waffle

      The darkest hour is just before the dawn. Don’t lose hope 😉

      • Minicapt

        The light at the end of the tunnel may be the next train.


  • Everyone Else