I'm still miffed about the success of rotgut pseudo-literati like the McDonald's grill artists who put out the Da Vinci Code and the Jesus Papers. I'm afraid I'm not sounding too genial, but there it is.
My question today, after some steaming, continues to mull over the attraction of these "works," one being a nail-biter, the other purporting to be an academic text. Why are so many given to the merest suggestion that the catholic orthodoxy (I use the older, wider meanings) of the Church is a fraud?
The obvious answer is that the truth of orthodoxy is rather a drag on the vivaciousness of secular, materialistic culture, especially in its hybridization of Ayn Rand and the Playboy Bunny. The slightest prospect of something like judgment and divine justice is a real downer.
But I think it is something else and more immediate. I think the main problem is that orthodoxy is boring. It is not interesting to the contemporary mind. To an age shot with the likes of Michael Jackson and Jessica and Angelina and the O.C., the stuff of Authentic Church is just, you know, way drab. Outre. So very yesterday.
That may be true. But the indictment does not land on the Church or its perceived drabness. It lands, instead, squarely on the contemporary mind. I should think the real excitement should lie in the truth of the Trinity as love, the Incarnation of the Son of God, and the very wild fact that there is physicality in Heaven after the Ascension.
The moment is charged with the light and force of the Trinity, and the love that spirals out from essence and through the blinding energy of the Divine. Boredom is sinful, in that it is willful blindness, and our culture, it seems to me, is a society built on boredom.