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NOVEMBER 5, 2025

The Furies of a False Dawn: A Theological Diagnosis of a Revolution's Final Stage

#Social Decay #Henri de Lubac #Natural Law #Feminism #Political Theology
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“### A political movement led by young women now champions a rhetoric of hatred and division. This isn't feminism. It is a tragic inversion of the "feminine genius." The instinct to protect the vulnerable has been twisted into a tribal rage against a designated "enemy." This is a profound spiritual sickness.”

A newly elected socialist, carried to victory by the overwhelming support of young, college-educated women, quotes the early American Marxist Eugene Debs: "I can see the dawn of a better day for humanity." It is a statement of profound and terrible honesty. It is the key that unlocks the spiritual drama of our time. This is not just a political realignment. It is the final, triumphant stage of a long and revolutionary war against reality itself, a war that has now produced its most fervent and most tragic disciples. To understand the ideology that animates these new leaders and their most fervent supporters, we must look with sober eyes at the history of the philosophical movement that has shaped them for generations.

The modern feminist movement is not a recent corruption of an older, nobler cause. It is the logical and inevitable maturation of a project whose philosophical roots were, from their very inception, anti-Christian, materialist, and Gnostic. For over a century, this movement presented a "good faith" face to the world, using the borrowed Christian language of "equality" and "dignity" to win the support of a civilization that still believed in those things. It spoke the language of justice -- but its intellectual soul was always revolutionary. It did not seek justice within the created order. It sought liberation from that order. It saw the natural, complementary differences between man and woman not as a gift, but as a prison. It saw the family not as a sacred covenant, but as a patriarchal institution of oppression.

What we are witnessing today is not a new movement. It is the same movement, but the mask has now come off. Having successfully captured the institutions that form the modern mind -- from the university to the social media algorithm -- it no longer needs the sheep's clothing of a borrowed Christian morality. It can now openly profess its true, ruthless creed. This is the "better day" its prophets have always dreamed of -- a day where the Christian idea of a shared human nature is finally replaced by the Marxist framework of oppressor vs. oppressed, and where the Natural Law is not just ignored, but is identified as the very architecture of that oppression.

This has resulted in a demonic inversion of what the Christian tradition called the "feminine genius" -- a particular capacity for the personal, the relational, and the nurturing of life. The noble instinct to protect the vulnerable has been twisted into a tribalistic fury that protects only those who belong to a designated "oppressed" group, while calling for the death and desecration of the children of the designated "oppressor." The capacity to nurture and give life has been perverted into a fierce defense of abortion on demand. This is not a political program. It is what the theologian Henri de Lubac called an "inhuman humanism" -- a movement that, in its promise to create a "better humanity," must first declare war on human nature itself.

Why has this ideology found its most zealous missionaries in this specific demographic? Because they are its most perfect products. They are the first generation to be almost entirely formed inside this great, anti-Christian school. They have been taught, from their earliest days, a simple and powerful faith: that there is no God, only Power; that there is no nature, only Will; and that the only path to salvation is a permanent political war against the "patriarchal" and "white supremacist" sins of the past. To a generation raised in a spiritual vacuum, this new religion offers a powerful sense of meaning. It answers the great human questions. What is the cause of my suffering? Oppression. Who is my enemy? The oppressor. What is my purpose in life? To join the righteous army of the oppressed and to dismantle the systems of the enemy.

George Orwell, in 1984, observed that "It was always the women, and above all the young ones, who were the most bigoted adherents of the Party, the swallowers of slogans." This is not a condemnation of women. It is a timeless diagnosis of a soul that has been emptied of a true religion and has, in its desperation for meaning, given itself over completely to a false one. A faith detached from reality requires a blind, slogan-based zeal to sustain itself. We are not watching a political movement. We are watching the victory lap of a false church, a church that has promised its disciples a "better day," but whose dawn reveals a cold and barren landscape where the very concepts of man, woman, child, and love have been sacrificed on the altar of a terrible and inhuman god.

Is there, then, no way out of this dark and descending spiral? To surrender to this new religion of power is to accept a future of endless, bitter, and ultimately inhuman conflict. But to simply stand and condemn it from the outside is to fall into a sterile and fruitless despair. The path to healing a civilization is not a grand political program. It is the slow, difficult, and profoundly personal work of a spiritual and intellectual counter-revolution.

This counter-revolution begins not with a new law, but with a series of small, courageous, and personal acts of rebellion against the reigning falsehoods. It is a path that a person of any faith, or of no faith at all, can choose to walk, if they have but the courage to do so. It is a choice to act as if the old truths are still true. * It begins with the rebellion of Reason against slogans. * It continues with the rebellion of Humanity against the tribal hatred that calls for the desecration of children's graves. * It culminates in the rebellion of Reality against the Gnostic war on our created nature.

These are not easy acts. They will not win you the applause of the crowd. They will, in fact, mark you as a heretic in the eyes of the new faith. But they are the small, quiet, and necessary acts of restoration. The great and noisy revolution is the one that is destroying our world. The true and hopeful counter-revolution is the small, quiet, and far more difficult one that must begin in our own minds, on our own lips, and in our own homes.

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