Sex, Death, and Rock and Roll

Whenever I look at the liberal/secular/modernist/call-it-what-you-will
mindset that is so ubiquitous these days (and getting almost impossible
to avoid), I am always struck by what seems to be a combined obsession
with sex and death.

Whenever I look at the liberal/secular/modernist/call-it-what-you-will
mindset that is so ubiquitous these days (and getting almost impossible to
avoid), I am always struck by what seems to be a combined obsession with
sex and death.

Whenever I look at the liberal/secular/modernist/call-it-what-you-will
mindset that is so ubiquitous these days (and getting almost impossible to
avoid), I am always struck by what seems to be a combined obsession with
sex and death.

[snip crap that actually pertains to RIGHT WING obssession w/sex]

Rome at the height of
the empire was well known for both the unusual sexual proclivities and
excesses of its elites and for the blood of the coliseum and its
imitators throughout the provinces. Not to be outdone, the Nazis
specialized in homoerotic symbolism and mass slaughter on an
unprecedented scale. And now there's us.

http://wafflinganglican.blogspot.com/2005/10/sex-death-and-rock-and-roll.html


Sex, Death, and Rock and Roll


Whenever I look at the liberal/secular/modernist/call-it-what-you-will
mindset that is so ubiquitous these days (and getting almost impossible
to avoid), I am always struck by what seems to be a combined obsession
with sex and death.

Both obsessions are pretty obvious. The push to have sex, watch sex,
talk about sex, listen to sex, and flaunt sex - the kinkier the
better - is not exactly a hard-to-spot trend in the culture these
days. The drive to normalize homosexual behavior is universal; Brittany
and Madonna smooch live on TV; Janet Jackson bares her breast at the
Superbowl; there are drives to legalize prostitution in several states;
television glamorizes teenage sex; it is only a matter of time before
the Animal Channel joins the fray with My Domestic Partner, Rex.

It's the same with the death obsession: in addition to the
sacramentalization of abortion, the "right to die" has already
become the "duty to die" in the case of Terri Schiavo. Any time
spent channel surfing will take you through a plethora of
death-oriented prime time shows: Crossing Jordan, CSI Wherever, Dr. G,
Medical Examiner, Seconds from Disaster; you can come up with your own
list.

What I don't understand is why, when cultures are collapsing, the two
seem to be inexorably linked. Throughout history you can see the
pattern. Biblically, Israel entered a Promised Land where the Canaanite
culture linked its religion to male and female ritual prostitution and
to (apparently) child sacrifice. Not that many years later, Israel
itself succumbed to the same temptations. The Carthaginians were
heavily into fertility rites and child sacrifice. Rome at the height of
the empire was well known for both the unusual sexual proclivities and
excesses of its elites and for the blood of the coliseum and its
imitators throughout the provinces. Not to be outdone, the Nazis
specialized in homoerotic symbolism and mass slaughter on an
unprecedented scale. And now there's us.

At first glance, one would expect the two obsessions to be mutually
exclusive. People enraptured by limitless sex should be in love with
life; those belonging to the death cult ought to be pretty impervious
to the desires of the flesh. But they almost always seem to go
together. The only thing I can think of is that both represent the
fully matured rejection of the Divine in favor of my self. If God is
the ultimate source of both life and love; to be the UnGod is to negate
both simultaneously. Disordered sex, and the concomitant
objectification of people, is the ultimate rejection of love, and the
lust for death is the ultimate rejection of life. Perhaps the natural
end of the search for total self-autonomy is insanity and
self-immolation. Come to think of it, that sounds a little familiar.

And just as they did not see fit to acknowledge God any longer, God
gave them over to a depraved mind, to do those things which are not
proper, (Rom 1:28, NASB)

http://wafflinganglican.blogspot.com/2005/10/sex-death-and-rock-and-roll.html
Sex, Death, and Rock and Roll
Whenever I look at the liberal/secular/modernist/call-it-what-you-will
mindset that is so ubiquitous these days (and getting almost impossible
to avoid), I am always struck by what seems to be a combined obsession
with sex and death.
Both obsessions are pretty obvious.

http://wafflinganglican.blogspot.com/2005/10/sex-death-and-rock-and-roll.html

Sex, Death, and Rock and Roll

Whenever I look at the liberal/secular/modernist/call-it-what-you-will
mindset that is so ubiquitous these days (and getting almost impossible
to avoid), I am always struck by what seems to be a combined obsession
with sex and death.

http://wafflinganglican.blogspot.com/2005/10/sex-death-and-rock-and-roll.html


Sex, Death, and Rock and Roll


Whenever I look at the liberal/secular/modernist/call-it-what-you-will
mindset that is so ubiquitous these days (and getting almost impossible
to avoid), I am always struck by what seems to be a combined obsession
with sex and death.

Both obsessions are pretty obvious. The push to have sex, watch sex,
talk about sex, listen to sex, and flaunt sex - the kinkier the
better - is not exactly a hard-to-spot trend in the culture these
days. The drive to normalize homosexual behavior is universal; Brittany
and Madonna smooch live on TV; Janet Jackson bares her breast at the
Superbowl; there are drives to legalize prostitution in several states;
television glamorizes teenage sex; it is only a matter of time before
the Animal Channel joins the fray with My Domestic Partner, Rex.

It's the same with the death obsession: in addition to the
sacramentalization of abortion, the "right to die" has already
become the "duty to die" in the case of Terri Schiavo. Any time
spent channel surfing will take you through a plethora of
death-oriented prime time shows: Crossing Jordan, CSI Wherever, Dr. G,
Medical Examiner, Seconds from Disaster; you can come up with your own
list.

What I don't understand is why, when cultures are collapsing, the two
seem to be inexorably linked. Throughout history you can see the
pattern. Biblically, Israel entered a Promised Land where the Canaanite
culture linked its religion to male and female ritual prostitution and
to (apparently) child sacrifice. Not that many years later, Israel
itself succumbed to the same temptations. The Carthaginians were
heavily into fertility rites and child sacrifice. Rome at the height of
the empire was well known for both the unusual sexual proclivities and
excesses of its elites and for the blood of the coliseum and its
imitators throughout the provinces. Not to be outdone, the Nazis
specialized in homoerotic symbolism and mass slaughter on an
unprecedented scale. And now there's us.

At first glance, one would expect the two obsessions to be mutually
exclusive. People enraptured by limitless sex should be in love with
life; those belonging to the death cult ought to be pretty impervious
to the desires of the flesh. But they almost always seem to go
together. The only thing I can think of is that both represent the
fully matured rejection of the Divine in favor of my self. If God is
the ultimate source of both life and love; to be the UnGod is to negate
both simultaneously. Disordered sex, and the concomitant
objectification of people, is the ultimate rejection of love, and the
lust for death is the ultimate rejection of life. Perhaps the natural
end of the search for total self-autonomy is insanity and
self-immolation. Come to think of it, that sounds a little familiar.

And just as they did not see fit to acknowledge God any longer, God
gave them over to a depraved mind, to do those things which are not
proper, (Rom 1:28, NASB)

http://wafflinganglican.blogspot.com/2005/10/sex-death-and-rock-and-roll.html


Sex, Death, and Rock and Roll


Whenever I look at the liberal/secular/modernist/call-it-what-you-will
mindset that is so ubiquitous these days (and getting almost impossible
to avoid), I am always struck by what seems to be a combined obsession
with sex and death.

Both obsessions are pretty obvious. The push to have sex, watch sex,
talk about sex, listen to sex, and flaunt sex - the kinkier the
better - is not exactly a hard-to-spot trend in the culture these
days. The drive to normalize homosexual behavior is universal; Brittany
and Madonna smooch live on TV; Janet Jackson bares her breast at the
Superbowl; there are drives to legalize prostitution in several states;
television glamorizes teenage sex; it is only a matter of time before
the Animal Channel joins the fray with My Domestic Partner, Rex.

It's the same with the death obsession: in addition to the
sacramentalization of abortion, the "right to die" has already
become the "duty to die" in the case of Terri Schiavo. Any time
spent channel surfing will take you through a plethora of
death-oriented prime time shows: Crossing Jordan, CSI Wherever, Dr. G,
Medical Examiner, Seconds from Disaster; you can come up with your own
list.

What I don't understand is why, when cultures are collapsing, the two
seem to be inexorably linked. Throughout history you can see the
pattern. Biblically, Israel entered a Promised Land where the Canaanite
culture linked its religion to male and female ritual prostitution and
to (apparently) child sacrifice. Not that many years later, Israel
itself succumbed to the same temptations. The Carthaginians were
heavily into fertility rites and child sacrifice. Rome at the height of
the empire was well known for both the unusual sexual proclivities and
excesses of its elites and for the blood of the coliseum and its
imitators throughout the provinces. Not to be outdone, the Nazis
specialized in homoerotic symbolism and mass slaughter on an
unprecedented scale. And now there's us.

At first glance, one would expect the two obsessions to be mutually
exclusive. People enraptured by limitless sex should be in love with
life; those belonging to the death cult ought to be pretty impervious
to the desires of the flesh. But they almost always seem to go
together. The only thing I can think of is that both represent the
fully matured rejection of the Divine in favor of my self. If God is
the ultimate source of both life and love; to be the UnGod is to negate
both simultaneously. Disordered sex, and the concomitant
objectification of people, is the ultimate rejection of love, and the
lust for death is the ultimate rejection of life. Perhaps the natural
end of the search for total self-autonomy is insanity and
self-immolation. Come to think of it, that sounds a little familiar.

And just as they did not see fit to acknowledge God any longer, God
gave them over to a depraved mind, to do those things which are not
proper, (Rom 1:28, NASB)