Life of a revolutionary narcissist

Ah, the narcissist who interprets his evolving personal cycle o’ life preferences as revolutionary discoveries.

At age 16 he proposes a sexual revolution. No more patriarchal repression of the sexual liberty of women! Why shouldn’t lesbians marry? And upload wedding-night videos to Facebook! Woo hoo!

At age 19 he pens an essay in writing class about how only the most short-sighted of nations haven’t come into the modern age and decided to make college free for all through taxing rich corporations. And weed should be legalized! What business is it of society’s if consenting adults want to get high in their dorm rooms?

At age 25 he agrees enthusiastically with OWS protesters who find outrageous the gap in pay between the corner office and the cubicle farmer. Taxes should be highly progressive, of course. Why does anyone need more than 2x his income?

At age 32, newly married, he writes about how society should rediscover some of the virtues of old-fashioned chastity (particularly in females), and also how important it is for national policy to ease home-buying and put generous deductions for child care in the tax code. Why are we so anti-family?

At age 47, with his oldest son entering 7th grade and starting to lock the bathroom door, he suggests the drug warriors, while of course heavy-handed and stupid, kind of have a point, at least with respect to dealers. He’s less concerned about the pay gap between the cubicle farm and the office with a window, but still thinks dividend income should be taxed at wage income rates. He’s not clear on why we need to spend so much tax money supporting Film Studies majors. Let them borrow the money if they think it’s worthwhile.

At age 58 he thinks it’s time to reconsider how unfairly maligned are the earnings of the corner office, who takes on so much responsibility and leadership, and supports so many, both at home and through brutally unfair taxes, particularly on capital gains. Why tax the job-creators? He’s once again in favor of sexual liberation for young women, but thinks alimony is a medieval institution. College financial aid, particularly to parents, should be much greater. And why do we spend so freaking much on health care in the last 6 months of a person’s life?

At age 68 he’s back in favor of progressive taxes, but not of course on interest and dividend income. Why punish a lifetime of thrift? And why are we so contemptuous of our senior citizens? These death panels that would toss someone on the garbage heap just because they think he’s got less than 6 months to live…!

Maybe this is one of the principal evils of the atomization of the family: with less personal exposure we are less aware that society is, even more than a compact among differing cultures or races, a compact between the differing perspectives of generations, of those who are 20 an 40 and 60 years old.

Stolen from a comment on another blog

Suburbia

Suburbs may not be perfect, but they beat everything else on offer. Erick Erickson demolishes the latest pseudo-Christian fad of hating on suburbs in Idols of Awesome:

You don’t have to give up everything in life and march through gang land to find Jesus or be awesome. Being a great husband and father works. Being the best burger flipper at McDonalds or the best insurance salesman or the best carpenter or the best tax collector works too. We have made an idol of the Awesome that demands we constantly quest for it instead of building our own community. In so doing, we start constructing shibboleths to define our community in a way that excludes others. I know more than one evangelical who has gotten into the radical faith movement and decided that those who are not doing it that way are somehow not as pure a Christian.

Millennials have all been told they will do great things, be awesome people, and contribute mightily in great ways to humanity. Too many of them are, therefore, seeking out that life and burning out. The truth is that sometimes the great things we are meant to do is get our kids to school on time, get them fed, sit at our desk doing our job, and being good neighbors.

Even Rod Dreher has now given Christians permission to live in suburbs:

While I still believe there are serious objections to the way our suburbs are designed, and ways to design them to be more aesthetically pleasing and human-scaled, I appreciate very much Keith Miller’s critique, and how he urges us to think about whether we are not simply baptizing and moralizing aesthetic preferences.