Fill the Space of Your Soul or Something Else Will (UPDATED)

by baldilocks

Nature abhors a vacuum.

–Aristotle

Evil, runnin’ through our brain,
we and evil’s about the same.
Bad blood through our body flows,
where’s the love nobody knows.

Evil –Earth, Wind and Fire

Mark Steyn’s offerings are always worth your while, but this one is outstanding.

In between [the Las Vegas, NV and Sutherland Springs, TX massacres], some guy went Allahu Akbar on a Manhattan bike path and killed eight people. Within five days, the usual psycho misfit loner from the

teeming swamps of loserdom managed to make a proud Uzbek Soldier of Allah look like a know-nothing piker who can’t even rack up a third of the corpse count of some schlub with an unknown grievance against a town of 400 people. Some global caliphate you got there, Sayfullo.

A republic requires virtue, and the decline of virtue is accompanied necessarily by the decline of the concept of evil, and its substitution by exculpatory analysis of the “motives” of evil. A more useful conversation would be on what it takes to remove the most basic societal inhibition – including the instinctive revulsion that would prevent most of us from taking the lives of strangers, including in this case eighteen-month-old babies. That inhibition is weaker in the dar al-Islam, because of Islam’s institutional contempt for “the other” (unbelievers) but also because of the rewards promised in the afterlife. Thus, violence is sanctioned by paradise. That is the precise inversion of our society, and yet the weakening of inhibition seems to be proceeding here, too. A church sealed off by yellow police tape: a shameful and astonishing sight, and yet one senses that it will neither shame nor astonish us for long, that something else will come along to make the records books and distract a couple of news cycles. (…)

Texas officials now believe they have their “motive” – in their words, “a domestic situation going on in this

family”; in my words, “the black void at the heart of the act”.

As I implied here, I think that there is no motive for this kind of thing that normal people would understand. However, as I think more about this, there is no void in the souls of people who do this. Oh, very likely, there once was. But something filled up the empty space of those souls and whispered into their ears: “Do this thing. You’ll feel better and all your troubles will be over.”

That’s what I think.

More in a bit at my place. I will post an update here.

UPDATE: Sort of related. Why Non-Christians Don’t Understand Christian Prayer.

Juliette Akinyi Ochieng blogs at baldilocks. (Her older blog is located here.) Her first novel, Tale of the Tigers: Love is Not a Game, was published in 2012. Her second novel tentatively titled Arlen’s Harem, will be done one day soon! Follow her on Twitter and on Gab.ai.

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