“Right and wrong is basically what it’s all about, the truth subverted. One of my students, Pete, is just starting to grasp that concept,” I explained to Emily as I took a big sip of my float. “He’s beginning to understand that if there is no right or wrong, then might makes right and only Darwin’s survival of the fittest prevails.”
Emily shifted to a more upright position in her chair as she reflectively stated, “That’s when it becomes all about money, which leads to the power and control thing you always talk about - What David Rockefeller said and what Kennedy was fighting against.”
“You got it, Babe. A good percentage of people know things are getting worse but can’t put their finger on it. This is not rocket science.” I took another sip of my float, but it was too thick. I’ll just wait for the ice cream to melt, rather than taking the chance of spilling more on me, I thought to myself. “Take any indices you want, and you can see it getting worse by the year. Crime, rape, civil unrest, homosexuality, abortion, loss of faith, fewer youth attending church, government corruption, international corporations in bed with the major banking firms screwing everyone.”
“Why?” pleaded Emily, practically wringing her hands.
“Simple. As we move away from God, society becomes more pagan and corrupt like ancient Rome. Oh excuse me, there is no God. Darwin has ‘proved’ that.”
“People claim that there were evil individuals and societies in the Bible,” Emily asserted.
“Correct. Pagan societies, pagan peoples, and even the Israelites themselves when they rejected God in the Old Testament. Remember the Rabbi Jonathan Cahn DVDs we watched? He has abundantly testified to ancient Israel’s aberrant behaviors. And we are following suit.”
“Some of my Catholic girlfriends claim that one doesn’t have to be a Christian to be moral.”
“Oh, boy; yeah, but whose morals and whose ethics?” I challenged.
“Huh?” Emily asked, looking at me quizzically.
“For a pagan to be ‘moral’ as you say, they need to ‘steal’ from Judeo-Christian morals and ethics, otherwise whose morals are they abiding by—pagan Rome or maybe a remote Indian tribe that boils stillborns or cannibals whose tribal rituals include eating people,” as I suck violently on my straw; the ice cream clogging it up.
Emily was getting very animated. “I remember you telling me about how Jesuit Fordham University canceled a talk to be given by Ann Coulter and then turned around and invited Peter Singer, the bioethics professor from Princeton who believes in infanticide and bestiality! My God, and this guy is a bioethics professor!?”
“Honey, Notre Dame University asked former President Obama to be their commencement speaker and awarded him with an honorary degree, even though the guy voted to legalize late-term abortion. This is known as dilation and extraction. You know the scissors deal where the base of the infant’s skull is punctured with the surgical shears and then the brain is suctioned out. Forceps are finally used to crush the cranium, making it easier for the now dead fetus to be withdrawn.”
“No more, no more,” holding her hands against her ears. “What is happening with Christians; with everybody in the U.S.? Have we gone mad?”
“Babe, we have become the Israelites of the Old Testament who have forsaken God. Don’t forget Obama ‘asked’ Notre Dame to cover all its religious symbols, prior to his speaking engagement.”
“But why?” Her hands were clenched in anger.
“If Darwin and evolution are true, there is no God, no right or wrong. And if evolution is true, we came from nothing, and therefore when we die, we go to nothing. So, truth and morality become relative. Each person decides right or wrong for himself. This is what I’m slowing trying to get my class to realize.”
Emily’s eyes lit up. “Ahhh, but with Christianity there are guidelines, like the Ten Commandments. We believe when we die there will be a reward or retribution,” she stated matter-of-factly as she settled down in her huge lounge chair.
“So tell me, Honey,” I said, leaning forward to get her complete attention. “What has the school system, including the Catholic schools, universities, and even seminaries, been teaching now for decades?”
“Darwinism! And therefore everything must be tolerated, except Christianity, of course,” she heartily concluded.
“Correct. And if evolution’s true, how dare you criticize my actions - if I want to berate a nurse, throw rocks and bottles at fire and EMS personnel, rip you off, lie, cheat, or whatever. This attitude that there is no right or wrong mentality - with no shame, permeates our culture; whether it’s a purse-snatching thug, the lying mainstream media, a corrupt politician, or embezzling CEO of a multi-national corporation,” I elucidated while still trying to get my straw to work. “I’ll do whatever I can get away with,” I mocked in an arrogant voice. “That’s why they actually have formal college courses in situation ethics and relative morality. The assumption being that you probably believe in evolution before even registering for the class.”
Emily, still somewhat confused, asked, “How come so many people say, then, that they believe in God?”
“Honey, the Devil believes in God! Why would he waste his time following just any ‘crazy man’ around the desert for forty days if he didn’t think that person was really God? Someone telling me they believe in God doesn’t impress me one single iota. At least the Devil really believed that ‘crazy man’ in the desert could change stones into bread. Whereas, half these people who claim to believe in God don’t believe that same ‘crazy man’ could change water into wine.” I leaned in a little, “And you wonder why everyone, including, priests, ministers, nuns, and rabbis are becoming more pagan, or should I say more evolutionized with each passing generation?”
I took a moment to finalize my thought. “The kicker is, that the left makes us feel guilty, that we’re the hate-mongers if we don’t agree with their positions on abortion, homosexuality, etcetera. What drivel! What sane individual would despise his brother if he’s a homosexual or loathe his daughter if she’s had an abortion? Okay, they might disagree with their lifestyle and choices, but they would and should still love them,” I concluded finally giving up on my float.
I looked at my wife who just seemed to be sitting there kinda stunned and somewhat bewildered. “Honey, I think it’s time we go to bed.”
As I was dropping off to sleep, I realized I hadn’t even mentioned to her what Father Ed had told me about Professor Dietrich.