Originally posted 20 December 2016
When heirs of a high culture express pride in their heritage, it’s easy to jump straight to the pleasant fruits and flowers of a given folk-tree, skimming shelteredly past the tough and hardened trunk that keeps the tree alive. We are often wont to dwell on beautiful music or refined statuary, courtly manners or honourable comportment.
And these are all good things, these are all important things and well worth treasuring – but when confronted with the destructors and polluters of high cultures who are either bent on their destruction or whose presence is simply incompatible with human civilization, we must never neglect seeing to the tough bark and sharp thorns that can see our respective civilizational trees survive to flourish heavenward and grow the most beautiful fruits and flowers yet.
