Category: Christianity

  • Eighty-Seven Questions

    Eighty-Seven Questions

    I. The Word Stopped Fitting

    For most of my adult life, when someone asked about my politics, I said I was a conservative. It was the shortest true answer available, and for a long time it was close enough.

    It was not always the answer. I started out a Democrat, or thought of myself as one. My first presidential election was 1992, and the candidate I remember liking was Ross Perot, the Texan with the charts who warned that American jobs would go south if NAFTA passed. Nine years later the towers came down, and something in how I thought about my country and its enemies moved and did not move back. In 2004 I voted for George W. Bush. After that the drift ran one direction, and it did not slow down.

    Somewhere along the way the word stopped fitting. It told people I would probably vote Republican, which was true, and nothing about why, which was the part that mattered. It put me alongside men whose foreign wars I thought ruinous, whose deference to corporations I thought had helped hollow out the towns they claimed to speak for, and whose politics was mostly a career. I was hostile to communism and to liberalism alike, but “conservative” could not tell you what I was for, and it had nothing to say about the things I cared about most.

    So I tried something. Not another online quiz, though I will come to those, but an interview: eighty-seven questions, asked one at a time by an AI told to behave less like a test and more like a political philosopher who keeps noticing what your answers imply. What came back was not a score. It was a map, and the map had a center I had never quite put into words.

    II. What the Quizzes Measure

    Most people who have wondered about their own politics have taken one of the online quizzes. The best known is the Political Compass, which plots you on two axes (economic left and right, authoritarian and libertarian) and drops a dot on a square. Others promise to match you with a party or a candidate. I have taken several. They were not useless. They were answering a smaller question than the one I was asking.

    The first problem is that the categories come first. Before you answer anything, the quiz has already decided which distinctions matter, and all it can measure is how far you stand from boxes someone else drew. A man can be culturally traditional, suspicious of free trade, hostile to socialism, attached to private property, doubtful about democracy, opposed to foreign wars, and more wary of large corporations than of his county sheriff. Put him on two axes and every one of those facts is averaged into a single dot, and the dot tells you almost nothing about him.

    A cluttered schoolroom in which a seated schoolmaster strikes the hand of a weeping boy with a wooden paddle while other children watch or ignore them.
    The Village School, about 1670, by the Dutch painter Jan Steen, born in Leiden (National Gallery of Ireland, Dublin). The master already knows the right answer; the only question is whether the boy gave it. Most political quizzes are built on the same plan.

    The second problem is that everyone gets the same questions, which wastes most of them. Once a man has said plainly that unrestrained markets are dangerous, there is no point asking him three more times whether he wants more government or less. The useful question is why he rejects them. The answer might be socialism, or distributism, or tariffs, or old-fashioned anti-monopoly sentiment, and those are very different men. A fixed quiz cannot ask that question, because it does not know it needs to.

    The third problem goes deepest. A quiz records positions, not the principles underneath them. Two people can both favor restricting immigration, one because he wants higher wages and the other because he believes a nation is a historical people and not a stack of paperwork. They check the same box. They do not hold the same politics.

    What comes out the other end is a verdict like “you are 82 percent conservative.” It is precise, and it is empty. It tells you where you stand relative to a word. It does not tell you what you believe.

    III. An Interview, Not a Test

    The alternative was simple to state. Instead of a fixed questionnaire, I asked the AI to conduct an interview: one question at a time, each chosen partly in light of everything I had already said.

    Most questions came with lettered options, but the options were prompts rather than boxes. I could pick one, pick several, reject all of them, qualify an answer, or say something else entirely. “No opinion” was recorded as undecided, not forced into a guess. If I corrected myself later, the correction replaced the earlier answer. After each reply the AI said briefly what the answer seemed to show, noted any tension it created with what I had said before, and then chose the next question.

    There was no quota. The ground was wide: first principles such as authority, liberty, and equality; constitutional structure; nation and citizenship; economics; family; religion and public morality; foreign policy; justice and civil liberties; the institutions and elites that run things. But the order and the depth were set by my answers. A reply that closed a question moved the interview on. A reply that opened one kept it there. The interview was to stop when further questions stopped changing the picture, and for me that took eighty-seven.

    Two instructions mattered most. The AI was not to assign a label at the start, and it was not to collapse the result into left and right, a party, or a number on a compass. It was also not to tell me what I ought to believe. Its job was to be interviewer, classifier, and pattern detector, and to answer one question at the end: given everything this man has said, what political philosophy does he actually hold?

    That second instruction was not a formality. I have written before about how readily these systems present one contested moral framework as the neutral starting point and judge everything else against it. An interviewer who has already decided which answers are respectable will steer toward them, however politely. The point of the exercise was to be mapped, not managed.

    IV. Where the Branches Turned

    The method is easiest to see in the moments where one answer changed the direction of the whole interview. Three of them did most of the work. The questions below are as the AI put them. My answers were spoken aloud, and I have tidied them for print without changing what they say.

    Liberty and order

    When liberty and social order collide, which should usually win? Imagine an activity that is peaceful and voluntary, but that you believe is clearly corrosive to family life, public morality, or the long-term health of society.

    A. If it doesn’t violate someone else’s rights, government should leave it alone.
    B. Government may legitimately restrict it if the social harm is serious enough.
    C. It depends heavily on whether the issue should be handled by family, church, local government, state government, or the federal government.
    D. Some combination of B and C.

    My answer:

    A is wrong. Just because something doesn’t violate someone else’s rights doesn’t mean the government should leave it alone. It harms the individual, and who knows what he might have contributed to civilization if he weren’t pursuing something destructive. So yes, government may legitimately restrict it if the harm is serious enough.

    Up to that point I had talked a good deal about rights and limited government, and a fixed quiz would have filed me as a libertarian. The interview noticed instead that I had just rejected the libertarian test of legitimacy: that anything which harms no one else’s rights is beyond the law’s reach. The questions that followed turned to public morality, inherited moral tradition, and who gets to decide what counts as social harm.

    The franchise

    Should every adult citizen have an equal vote?

    A. Yes. Universal adult suffrage is the fairest and most legitimate system.
    B. Generally yes, even though voters vary enormously in judgment and civic virtue.
    C. No. Voting should probably be conditioned on some demonstration of stake, responsibility, competence, citizenship, or civic qualification.
    D. I’m skeptical of mass democracy itself. Political representation should be filtered through institutions, local bodies, property, family, profession, or some other mediating structure rather than simple one-person-one-vote majoritarianism.

    My answer:

    D. I’m very skeptical of mass democracy itself. Universal suffrage is not the fairest or most legitimate system. That people who abuse the system and live off it should have an equal vote with the producers, the net contributors to the society, is outrageous. So, D.

    A conventional survey would have gone on to ask about voter access and turnout. The interview dropped all of that and asked what representation should rest on instead: property or taxation, the household, civic qualification, the local community, or some mixture. I said all of them mattered, and I reached for Heinlein’s Starship Troopers, where the vote belongs to those who have served. That opened a line of questions about national service, political privilege, and the difference between the rights every citizen holds and the authority to govern.

    Markets and the common good

    What do you think about capitalism?

    A. Free markets are generally the best system, and government should interfere as little as possible.
    B. Markets are useful, but they are subordinate to the national interest, family stability, and social order.
    C. Large corporations and finance can become as dangerous as government and should be restrained when they damage communities, workers, or national independence.
    D. Protectionism, tariffs, industrial policy, and limits on offshoring are legitimate if they preserve domestic production and national strength.
    E. Some combination of B, C, and D.

    And underneath it: if a policy makes the country richer overall but destroys local industries, weakens families, and hollows out towns, is it still a good policy?

    My answer:

    No, free markets are not generally the best system. Left unchecked, runaway capitalism can be as destructive to a nation as communism. Markets are useful, but they should be subordinate to the national interest. Large corporations and finance can absolutely become as dangerous as government and should be restrained when they damage communities, workers, and national independence. So B and C, and D as well. If a policy makes the country richer but destroys local industries, weakens families, and hollows out towns, it is a bad policy. Capitalism should exist to let people live a good life. A line on a chart going up forever is not the goal. A people well cared for is.

    That one answer ruled out both laissez-faire and socialism, and the interview stopped asking whether I wanted more government or less. It asked instead about concentrated corporate power, antitrust, foreign ownership, banking and usury, automation, and whether ordinary families ought to own property. What emerged was not “right-wing economics” but something older and less familiar, which the next section describes.

    V. The Map

    After eighty-seven questions, the AI offered a short label: Christian paleonationalist. The longer version ran like this. A Christian traditionalist and paleonationalist: strongly federalist and localist, anti-majoritarian, family-centered, producerist and protectionist in economics, noninterventionist abroad, with Hoppean sympathies toward constitutional monarchy and a restricted franchise.

    That is a mouthful, and the label matters less than what sits under it. When the AI was asked for the one principle that kept recurring beneath the answers, it did not say “right wing.” It said inheritance and stewardship. Each generation receives goods it did not make, among them its faith, its families, its nation, its laws, its land, and its memory, and it is not free to spend them down. Politics exists to secure the common good of a people across generations: to keep a Christian moral order, and to protect the families, property, local communities, and institutions through which that inheritance passes. Nearly every answer I gave turned out to be an application of that.

    Authority. Political authority comes from God. Consent matters, but a majority vote does not make a thing legitimate. Christianity should hold a recognized place in public life and law. Non-Christians are owed civil toleration, and no one can be made a Christian by force, but the law need not pretend every faith is equally authoritative. That includes laws against blasphemy, and restraint of cultural industries that work steadily against the moral order the law exists to keep.

    Representation. Voting is a trust, not a natural right. It should rest on things that give a man a stake in the outcome and the judgment to use it: property, independence, contribution, civic knowledge, service, the care of a household, roots in a place. The household, not the isolated individual, is the natural unit of representation. A citizen permanently dependent on the government has a plain conflict of interest in holding an equal share of power over it. Senators should again be chosen by state legislatures, as they were before 1913, and the House should represent actual communities rather than counted heads.

    A large room of seated delegates in eighteenth-century dress watching five men present a document to a man seated at a desk.
    Declaration of Independence, 1818, by the American painter John Trumbull, born in Lebanon, Connecticut (United States Capitol Rotunda). In 1776 every one of the thirteen colonies tied the vote to property or taxes, and none of the men in this room thought that made them less than free.

    Constitution and crown. The Constitution is sound and badly interpreted. It should be read strictly, with real federalism, a far smaller administrative state, a restrained Supreme Court, and states that keep the right of peaceful separation. I am also open to constitutional monarchy. Hans-Hermann Hoppe’s argument persuades me here: an elected official holds power for a few years and has every incentive to spend the country’s capital while he can, while a hereditary ruler has reason to hand on a realm in better condition than he found it. The king I have in mind is bound by Christian law, the constitution, custom, the courts, and the lesser authorities beneath him. A king who turns tyrant may be resisted and removed.

    Nation. A nation is a historical people, bound by language, religion, custom, memory, ancestry, and inherited institutions. It is not a set of papers. Newcomers can join it, but by real assimilation, not by filing a form. Immigration policy exists to preserve the nation, not to raise GDP. Citizenship should be hard to earn and open to those who become English-speaking Christians, contribute, and commit for the long term. Even then, holding citizenship and holding power over the country are different things, and the second should wait on deeper roots. America itself is less one people than a federation of related regional peoples, Texas, the South, New England, Appalachia, the Midwest, and those differences should be kept rather than ground down.

    Economy. I hold private property and inheritance in high regard. That means low and flat taxes, no property tax, balanced budgets, decentralized banking, and as many families as possible owning something of their own. But the economy exists for the household, not the other way round. That justifies tariffs, domestic industry, antitrust, limits on foreign ownership of farmland and strategic assets, usury laws, and care for the land. Automation is good when it serves the men whose work it changes. Looking back, the candidate I liked in 1992 was the first sign of this.

    Family and morals. The family is the basic unit of society. Marriage is a covenant, not a private contract, and divorce should require cause. Parents hold primary authority over education. I oppose the welfare state and would return charity to families, churches, and local institutions. But I favor policy that makes marriage and children easier to afford, because it builds independence rather than dependence. Pornography, prostitution, hard drugs, and commercialized vice should be prohibited, with the heaviest penalties for those who profit from them. Culture is upstream of politics, and the law has a duty to the moral climate a people lives in.

    The sword. Punishment should aim at deterrence, incapacitation, and restitution, and the death penalty is legitimate for the gravest crimes. Citizens should be able to bear the same kind of small arms a soldier carries, for defense, for the militia, and as a final check on tyranny. Policing belongs to sheriffs and localities. Abroad, the nation should be overwhelmingly strong and slow to act. It should defend its borders and its people, and leave off remaking other countries. The American empire built after 1945 has done real harm at home.

    Beneath all of it is a view of hierarchy. Men are equal before God and before the law, and unequal in almost everything else. A healthy society cultivates a governing class out of family continuity, property, education, service, and Christian character. It also strips standing from members of that class who prove corrupt or incapable, and it holds all of them to the same civil law as everyone else.

    VI. What I Am Not

    The AI was also asked which labels would mislead, and that list turned out to be nearly as useful as the map.

    I am not a libertarian. Individual autonomy is not the highest political good, and I favor moral legislation no libertarian could accept. Hoppe shaped how I think about democracy and monarchy, but he is an influence on one part of the map, not a description of the whole. I am not a classical liberal either, because the rights I care about exist inside a moral, religious, and national order rather than standing above it. I am not a free-market capitalist in the modern sense, because I hold markets subordinate to families and the nation, and I am not a socialist, because property, inheritance, and the independent household are the ground I stand on. I am not a democrat in the philosophical sense, since a majority vote does not make anything right. Nor am I an absolutist: the king I would accept answers to God, to the law, and to the lesser authorities, and may be resisted. I am not a centralizer of any kind, since I would keep power with states, towns, families, and armed citizens, down to the right of a state to leave. And I am not simply a Republican. The party’s wars, its corporate loyalties, and its habits as a career cut against nearly everything above.

    No single historical order matches the map, but several come close in parts. The nearest may be the Dutch Anti-Revolutionary tradition of Guillaume Groen van Prinsterer and Abraham Kuyper, Reformed Christians who held that authority comes from God rather than from the people, and who built a politics around the family, the church, and the other institutions that stand between the individual and the state. Its living heir, the Reformed Political Party (SGP) in the Netherlands, keeps explicitly Christian principles in a modern parliament, though it is more democratic and more pluralist than I am. The early American republic supplies the federalism, the state-chosen Senate, and the property qualifications for voting that many states kept well into the nineteenth century. The older constitutional monarchies of Europe supply the idea of a hereditary crown held within law. And the American paleoconservatives supply the rest: suspicion of empire, attachment to borders and inherited culture, and distrust of the global and the managerial. Several of the thinkers behind these traditions have places in the library I am building.

    VII. Where the Map Pulls Against Itself

    A map that fit together perfectly would be suspect. Mine has places where two principles I hold pull in different directions, and the interview found them. Three matter most.

    Equal law, unequal franchise. When the interview asked whether different classes of people should live under different legal codes, I answered without hesitation: the same civil law for every citizen, full stop. Yet I do not think every citizen should hold the same share of power. The line runs between civil equality and political equality. Everyone stands under the same law; not everyone governs. The distinction is coherent, and it is an old one, but it leaves real work to do. Someone has to decide which rights belong to every citizen and which are privileges of governing.

    A national moral floor in a decentralized union. I want most of life governed locally, by states and counties and towns, with the right to leave the union intact. I also want certain Christian moral standards to bind the whole nation, a floor the states may build above but not dig beneath. The reconciliation is that local government handles administration and ordinary life, while the first principles of moral order may be national. That settles the matter in principle. In practice every hard case will turn on whether the issue at hand is local policy or part of the floor.

    Liberty within an order. I value the First Amendment, and the liberties of person, papers, property, and arms, as highly as anyone. I also favor blasphemy laws and limits on movements, communist or openly anti-Christian, whose purpose is to destroy the constitutional order itself. The distinction is between ordered liberty, which exists within a prior Christian order, and liberal neutrality, which treats every view as equally entitled to govern. I hold the first. But it raises a question I have not answered: who decides when dissent has become subversion? Whoever holds that judgment holds a great deal of power, and the map does not yet say who it should be.

    The other tensions the interview found resolve the same way. Property is strong but not absolute against the common good. Public money that builds families is different from public money that breeds dependence. A crown can give a federation continuity without ruling it. In each case the apparent contradiction turns out to be a distinction between levels of political life.

    Which leaves the question underneath all of them. Where exactly do the boundaries run between family, church, town, state, nation, crown, and the law of God, when those authorities disagree? It is not a new question. Abraham Kuyper spent his life on it and called his answer sphere sovereignty: each institution holds its authority from God within its own domain, and none may swallow the others. I suspect it is the question I will be working on for some time.

    VIII. Try It Yourself

    The case study here is mine, and readers will agree or disagree with the map as they please. The method is not mine to keep. It would work as well for a socialist as for me, because it does not care what you believe. It cares whether it has found out. What makes it work is an interviewer that follows your answers instead of its own categories, and keeps asking until it finds the principle you have been applying without naming it.

    Most people’s politics are more particular than their party, and most people have never been asked the second question that follows their first answer. It is worth being asked.

    Below is a reusable version of the prompt, written afterward so that anyone can run the same interview. Paste it into whichever AI you prefer and set aside an evening. If it starts telling you which of your answers are respectable, remind it of the rules.

    Conduct a deep, adaptive interview designed to map my political beliefs as precisely as possible.

    Do not begin by assigning a political label.

    Ask one question at a time.

    After each answer:

    1. Briefly summarize what the answer appears to indicate.
    2. Identify important distinctions, tensions, or implications.
    3. Ask the next question based partly on previous answers.
    4. Ask follow-ups when an answer is unclear or important.
    5. Allow mixed answers.
    6. Record “no opinion” as undetermined.
    7. Replace earlier answers when I correct myself.

    Do not use a fixed question quota.

    Explore political philosophy broadly, including government, democracy, constitutionalism, religion, nationhood, immigration, economics, family, foreign policy, justice, civil liberties, elites, education, and social order.

    Do not reduce the result to left/right, authoritarian/libertarian, Democrat/Republican, or a numerical political-compass score.

    Stop when further questions no longer materially change the profile.

    At the end, identify: my core governing philosophy, primary political tradition, secondary influences, preferred political institutions, economic philosophy, theory of nationhood, religious and moral framework, family philosophy, foreign policy, civil-liberties philosophy, political temperament, closest intellectual relatives, labels that would be misleading, internal tensions, the best concise description, and the deepest recurring principle underlying my answers.

    Your goal is not to tell me what to believe. Your goal is to determine: given everything I have told you, what political philosophy do I actually hold?

    The label you get at the end matters less than the question the interview keeps putting to you. Given everything you have said, what do you actually believe? Most of us have never been asked it that way. It is a better question than the one on the ballot.

  • The House of Special Purpose

    The House of Special Purpose

    A little past midnight, in the small hours of 17 July 1918, Yakov Yurovsky woke the family in the merchant’s house at Ekaterinburg and told them they were being moved for their safety. They dressed. They gathered their few things. Nicholas carried his son down the stairs because the boy could not walk. In a bare basement room they were arranged as if for a photograph: the deposed Tsar, his wife, their five children, the family doctor, and three servants who had refused to leave them. Then Yurovsky read out a sentence, and the men behind him began to fire.

    It was not the clean execution the Bolsheviks had imagined. The daughters had sewn diamonds into their bodices, and the jewels turned the first bullets aside, so that what should have taken a moment became some twenty minutes of smoke and screaming and bayonet work in a room too small for it. When it was finished, the bodies were carried out to a forest, stripped, doused with acid, and hidden so badly that it took sixty years and the fall of the regime that ordered it before they were found.

    The Bolsheviks had a name for the house where they kept the family in those last weeks. They called it Dom Osobogo Naznacheniya, the House of Special Purpose. I have never been able to shake that phrase. It has the flat, clerical menace that the twentieth century would make its native tongue: the language of men who murder a family of children and file it under logistics.

    The clean stroke

    Here is the detail I cannot get past: the Bolsheviks meant this to be quick.

    Yurovsky had planned an execution, a swift, orderly, almost administrative thing. A room, a squad, a volley, and done; the bodies spirited away and dissolved before morning, the whole business closed like a ledger. What he got instead was the diamonds turning his bullets aside, the room filling with smoke until the killers could not see their own targets, the daughters still alive after the first fusillade, bayonets that would not do the work cleanly, twenty minutes of it, and then a disposal so bungled that the grave had to be abandoned, the corpses moved again, doused in acid, and hidden in a way that kept them lost for sixty years. He wanted a clean stroke. He got a long, botched horror he could neither control nor conceal.

    I have come to think that is the truest thing in the whole account, because it is the shape of the entire enterprise in miniature. The revolutionary always promises the clean stroke. That is the pitch, every time: one decisive act, one necessary cruelty, one temporary measure, and the new world is born. The state withers away, the abundance arrives, the old injustices are settled at a single blow, and men are free at last. It is always sold as the quick fix. And it always turns out to be the cellar: the swift measure that becomes permanent, the emergency that hardens into the system, the terror that outlives its own architects, the quick kill that takes twenty minutes and then sixty years and is never as finished as they swore it would be.

    War Communism was going to feed the country; it starved it. Collectivization was going to modernize the harvest in a single season; it produced the Holodomor. The state that was promised to wither instead grew teeth and did not loosen its grip until the whole edifice collapsed seventy years later. Again and again the same bargain is offered, a little blood now for paradise soon, and the blood is always more than advertised and the paradise never comes. This is not a flaw in how the idea gets carried out. It is the idea. It mistakes a civilization for a machine that can be switched off and rebuilt to spec, a garden for something you can tear up and replant on a schedule, and it is genuinely astonished, every single time, when the tearing-up turns out to be the whole of the story and nothing ever grows back.

    The men in that basement believed they were performing a swift and rational act. They were beginning a mess that would outlast the Soviet Union itself. There is no cleaner emblem of the thing than that.

    The king they had to lie about

    Artwork: Portrait of Emperor Nicholas II (1900)
    Creator: Valentin Serov (Valentin Alexandrovich Serov, 1865–1911)
    Nationality: Russian

    Notice who wrote the case against Nicholas. The portrait of the bumbling despot, the “Bloody Nicholas” of the textbooks, is very largely the work of the men who needed him guilty: the revolutionaries who had to justify murdering an anointed king and his children, and the Soviet historians who spent seventy years polishing the indictment. Before we accept their verdict, it is worth asking about the court that handed it down.

    Take the charge that gave him the epithet. On Bloody Sunday in 1905, Nicholas was not at the Winter Palace. He was twenty-five miles away at Tsarskoye Selo, and he gave no order to fire. The troops were under other men’s command, and the fatal orders, so far as they can be traced, ran through his uncle and the city’s military officials, not through him. He learned of the deaths after the fact and set down his anguish over them in his diary. For this he was christened “the People’s Executioner” by a Marxist pamphleteer and “Bloody Nicholas” by the very movement that would soon kill more Russians in a single year than the whole Romanov line had in three centuries. That epithet is not a historical finding. It is a manufactured slander, repeated so long and so confidently that even his defenders have half swallowed it.

    Now set the propaganda aside and look at the reign itself. Under Nicholas, Russia was not the frozen dungeon of the Soviet caricature but one of the fastest-growing economies on earth, industrializing at a furious pace, driving railways across a continent, multiplying its people, and raising literacy year on year. Stolypin’s reforms were turning peasants into property owners. The Russia the Bolsheviks seized was not a corpse waiting to be buried; it was a nation on the rise, which is precisely why they had to seize it rather than wait for it to fall into their hands.

    And mark how it truly ended, because this is the part the textbooks smudge. The Bolsheviks never defeated Nicholas. They never beat him in the field, never won his people away from him in any fair contest, never once faced him as a ruler at all. By the time Lenin’s men took power that October, Nicholas had already been levered off the throne months earlier, in the February collapse, worn down by a total war and betrayed by the generals and parliamentarians who should have stood at his side. The Bolsheviks did not conquer a tsar. They inherited a prisoner, held him and his family under guard for a year, and then, losing their nerve as their enemies closed in, shot them in a basement. That is not how a regime behaves when it has won the argument. It is how men behave when the only victory left to them is over the unarmed.

    Look instead at the man they had to erase to make room for their story. A devout Christian who worshipped without pretense. A husband faithful across thirty years of letters. A father who read Scripture to his children and meant every word of it; days before the end, the priest permitted to serve the liturgy for the family in their captivity came away shaken by the depth of their devotion. A sovereign who took personal command at the front when the war turned against him, and who in the end laid down his crown rather than keep it by drowning his country in civil blood. The failures that history has been taught to pin on him were the failures of an honest man dealt a hand no one could have played clean, and then knifed in the back by the very men sworn to help him hold it. Set his darkest hour beside the thing his murderers went on to build, and the comparison shames the asking. One was a good man who could not, in the end, save a civilization. The others unmade it on purpose, and called the ruin progress.

    Passion-bearers

    “Death of the Empire” – Yuri Karpenko

    The Russian Orthodox Church later canonized the family, and the word it chose is worth pausing over. It did not, in the end, name them martyrs in the classic sense; they did not die for refusing to renounce Christ. It named them passion-bearers: those who meet an unjust death the way Christ met his, without hatred, without struggle, in meekness. It is a category the Christian imagination badly needs, and the Orthodox were right to reach for it here.

    For there is a particular Christian witness that has nothing to do with winning. It is the witness of dying well, of being led down the stairs into the dark and carrying your faith with you rather than your fury. The family that spent its last full day in worship did not go down cursing. Whatever else the record is uncertain about, it is clear about that. There is a kind of strength the world has no category for, and the century that was about to begin would have less use for it than any before it.

    What began in that cellar

    Because the murders were not an ending. They were an overture.

    The men in that basement were not settling a private score; they were enacting a philosophy, one that held that history moves by the liquidation of classes, that guilt is inherited by category, and that no inherited thing, no throne, no altar, no family, no God, was owed the slightest deference if it stood in the way of the future. The killing of the Romanovs was that philosophy’s early, intimate expression. What followed was the same logic at industrial scale: the terror, the famines, the camps, and beyond Russia the long grim procession of regimes built on the same premise, until the death toll of the whole project ran, by the most careful accounting, to the better part of a hundred million souls.

    You cannot lay all of that at the feet of one night in Ekaterinburg. History is not a single thread you can pull. But it is fair to say that in that cellar you can see the thing distilled: the moment when a civilization’s oldest restraints, the ones that had said not the children, not the helpless, not this, were declared null by men who believed themselves at last free of them. That is what the Revolution was really offering the world: freedom from the inheritance. And the twentieth century is, in large part, the record of what men do when they get it.

    Why I keep the memory

    I read history through character and providence, and I am persuaded that the meekness of that family in the House of Special Purpose was a truer strength than the machinery that destroyed them. A hundred years on, it is the murdered father reading Scripture to his children who looks like the enduring thing, and the ideology that killed him that looks like the passing madness, for all the corpses it left in its wake.

    So we remember: to keep faith with the murdered, to name the thing that murdered them, and to refuse the century’s central lie, that the past is only weight and that we would be freer without it. Some inheritances are the only thing standing between a family and the cellar.

  • Why We Count the Years by Christ

    Why We Count the Years by Christ

    “Jesus Christ is the same yesterday and today and forever.”
    — Hebrews 13:8 (ESV)

    Most people never stop to ask why the year is 2026.

    It seems obvious. It is simply the current year. But current according to whom? Every calendar tells a story. Every way of measuring time reveals what a civilization believes is important enough to remember.

    The Romans once counted years from the legendary founding of Rome. Others counted by the reigns of kings and emperors. Some civilizations measured time from the creation of the world, while others anchored it to dynasties or great political events.

    The Christian West chose something different.

    In A.D. 525, a monk named Dionysius Exiguus was preparing tables to calculate the date of Easter. At the time, Christians often dated years from the reign of the Emperor Diocletian. It was an odd choice. Diocletian was remembered not for his virtue, but for launching one of the fiercest persecutions of Christians in Roman history.

    Dionysius quietly made a different choice.

    Rather than continue marking time from the reign of a persecutor, he began numbering the years from the coming of Jesus Christ. His calculation was probably off by several years. Modern historians generally believe Christ was born sometime around 6 to 4 B.C. Even so, the exact arithmetic mattered less than the declaration being made.

    History would no longer revolve around Caesar.

    It would revolve around Christ.

    The change was not immediately adopted. It spread gradually through the writings of the Venerable Bede, through the administration of Charlemagne, and eventually across medieval Christendom. Centuries later, European exploration, commerce, scholarship, and colonization carried that calendar around the globe.

    Today, even nations that reject Christianity still date treaties, business contracts, scientific papers, and international diplomacy from the birth of Jesus Christ.

    There is a certain irony in that.

    Many people insist Christianity has little influence on the modern world while unconsciously reminding themselves of Christ every time they sign a check, schedule a meeting, or glance at a calendar.

    Of course, many institutions now prefer the terms “CE” (Common Era) and “BCE” (Before Common Era). The labels have changed, but the numbers have not. The year did not suddenly begin somewhere else. The reference point remains exactly the same. The world still counts its years from the life of Jesus Christ, even if some would rather not say His name.

    Civilizations always reveal what they worship by what they choose to remember.

    The French Revolution attempted to erase the Christian calendar altogether and replace it with a new revolutionary one. The Soviet Union experimented with new calendars as well. Neither lasted. You can legislate many things, but it is remarkably difficult to persuade an entire civilization to forget the foundation upon which its memory has been built.

    Perhaps that is the larger lesson.

    Calendars are not merely tools for measuring time. They are monuments. They proclaim that one event stands above all others as the hinge upon which history turns.

    For nearly fifteen hundred years, the civilization we inherited has answered that question with remarkable clarity.

    Not the birth of an empire.

    Not the coronation of a king.

    Not a revolution.

    But Christ.

    Whether the modern world acknowledges Him or not, it still numbers every passing year from His coming.

    That is a difficult fact to erase and perhaps an even more difficult one to explain away.

  • Early Sunday morning, they came expecting a body.

     Painting of three women arriving at Christ's empty tomb, one shielding her face.

    The Holy Women at the Tomb — by William-Adolphe Bouguereau

    These women had watched Christ die. They knew where He was laid. There’s no confusion here, no myth, no “wrong tomb” theory. They came to finish burial customs and to mourn.

    And instead, they’re met with something completely unexpected.

    The tomb is open. The body is gone.

    An angel sits where death was supposed to have the final word.

    Look at their reactions. This is what makes this painting hit:

    One shields her face, overwhelmed

    One leans in, trying to understand what she’s seeing

    Another looks frozen between fear and hope

    This isn’t celebration yet. This is the moment of realization when everything they thought they knew is breaking apart.

    Death was supposed to be the end.

    It clearly isn’t.

    Bouguereau doesn’t paint chaos or spectacle. He paints something more grounded, the exact second grief collides with resurrection.

    Before the preaching.

    Before the running.

    Before “He is risen” is fully understood.

    Just this moment:

    The tomb is empty.

  • I need to read “Life of Constantine” by Eusebius

    How did The Lord God appear to Constantine?

    Tancredi Scarpelli (1866-1937) Emperor Constantine seeing the sign of the Cross
    Tancredi Scarpelli (1866-1937) Emperor Constantine seeing the sign of the Cross

    According to traditional accounts, the Emperor Constantine the Great had a vision or a supernatural experience that played a significant role in his conversion to Christianity. The specific details of the experience vary across different historical sources and accounts. The most well-known and widely accepted story comes from the Christian historian Eusebius of Caesarea, who wrote about it in his work “Life of Constantine.”

    Eusebius describes that in the year 312 AD, on the eve of the Battle of Milvian Bridge, Constantine had a vision of a cross in the sky along with the words, “In this sign, you shall conquer.” The vision reportedly appeared to him either in a dream or as a bright light during the day, depending on the version of the story.

    Following the vision, Constantine claimed to have seen the symbol of the cross in the sky and subsequently ordered his soldiers to paint the Chi-Rho symbol (☧) on their shields, which represented the first two letters of Christ’s name in Greek. Constantine went on to win the Battle of Milvian Bridge, and he attributed his victory to the Christian God.

    This experience is often referred to as the “Vision of the Cross” or the “Conversion of Constantine.” It had a profound impact on Constantine’s religious beliefs and his subsequent policies, leading to his legalization of Christianity through the Edict of Milan in 313 AD and eventually his conversion to the faith.

    The vision played a crucial role in Constantine’s embrace of Christianity and its subsequent rise to prominence in the Roman Empire.

  • We sit by and watch the Barbarian

    “The Barbarian hopes — and that is the mark of him, that he can have his cake and eat it too. He will consume what civilization has slowly produced after generations of selection and effort, but he will not be at pains to replace such goods, nor indeed has he a comprehension of the virtue that has brought them into being. Discipline seems to him irrational, on which account he is ever marvelling that civilization, should have offended him with priests and soldiers…. In a word, the Barbarian is discoverable everywhere in this, that he cannot make: that he can befog and destroy but that he cannot sustain; and of every Barbarian in the decline or peril of every civilization exactly that has been true.

    We sit by and watch the barbarian. We tolerate him in the long stretches of peace, we are not afraid. We are tickled by his irreverence; his comic inversion of our old certitudes and our fixed creed refreshes us; we laugh. But as we laugh we are watched by large and awful faces from beyond, and on these faces there are no smiles.” – Hilaire Belloc

  • The Madonna of the Lilies

    The Virgin of the Lilies (French: La Vierge au lys), also known as The Madonna of the Lilies, is an 1899 oil painting by the French artist William-Adolphe Bouguereau, now owned by a private owner.

    William-Adolphe Bouguereau 30 November 1825 – 19 August 1905) was a French academic painter. In his realistic genre paintings, he used mythological themes, making modern interpretations of classical subjects, with an emphasis on the female human body. During his life, he enjoyed significant popularity in France and the United States, was given numerous official honors, and received top prices for his work. As the quintessential salon painter of his generation, he was reviled by the Impressionist avant-garde. By the early twentieth century, Bouguereau and his art fell out of favor with the public, due in part to changing tastes. In the 1980s, a revival of interest in figure painting led to a rediscovery of Bouguereau and his work. He finished 822 known paintings, but the whereabouts of many are still unknown.

  • The Storm on the Sea of Galilee

    The Storm on the Sea of Galilee is a 1633 oil-on-canvas painting by the Dutch Golden Age painter Rembrandt van Rijn. It was previously in the Isabella Stewart Gardner Museum in Boston but was stolen in 1990 and remains missing. The painting depicts the biblical story of Jesus calming the storm on the Sea of Galilee, specifically as it is described in the fourth chapter of the Gospel of Mark. It is Rembrandt’s only seascape.

    The painting, in vertical format, shows a close-up view of Christ’s disciples struggling frantically against the heavy storm to regain control of their fishing boat. A huge wave beats the bow and rips the sail. One of the disciples is seen vomiting over the side. Another one, looking directly out at the viewer, is a self-portrait of the artist. Only Christ, depicted on the right, remains calm.

    The close-up treatment of the subject and the overall composition go back to the print made by Adriaen Collaert after a design by the Flemish artist Maerten de Vos. That print depicting The storm on the sea of Galilei was plate 8 in the 12-part Vita, passio et Resvrrectio Iesv Christ which was published by Jan and Raphael Sadeler in Antwerp in 1583. Rembrandt’s painting follows the portrait format in his composition and also depicts the boat in a forward tilting position. Like in the print, most of the space of the work is taken up by the main motif, which is the disciples on the boat struggling against the elements.

  • Children need heroes.

    Children need heroes.

    Giving hope to discouraged parents – “My praying with them at home and taking them to church is not enough to compete with what is happening to them at school. I’m not going to win.”

    As we talked, she admitted that she doesn’t know what her daughter is reading at school. She can’t keep up. But she has noticed that what her daughter reads influences her ideas. And what her daughter brings home from the school library is not what she wants her to be reading.

    Classical Difference’s post Talk to Strangers Oct 13, 2022

    If you can’t rescue your children from government education and send them to a Classical or Classical Christian school at least offer them reading material that inspires their dreams, offers them hope, teaches them morals and sets worthy examples.

    “Since it is so likely that (children) will meet cruel enemies, let them at least have heard of brave knights and heroic courage. Otherwise you are making their destiny not brighter but darker.” ― C.S. Lewis

    Even our local library has become a cesspool of modern slop. I recommend two sites for worthwhile children’s books. https://archive.org/ and https://www.gutenberg.org/

    My son and I recently read The Children’s Plutarch, tales of the Greeks & tales of the Romans. You can get them for free here – https://archive.org/search.php?query=Children%27s+Plutarch&sin=

    or buy them on Amazon in several formats

    The Children’s Plutarch: Tales of the Greeks (Yesterday’s Classics)

    The Children’s Plutarch: Tales of the Romans (Yesterday’s Classics)

  • The Creation

    The six days of the Creation. This is a page size miniature that Michiel van der Borch made in a manuscript of Jacob van Maerlant’s rhymed Bible. The text was Van Maerlant’s translation and adaptation of Petrus Comestor’s Historia scholastica.

    Michiel put his name and the date below another miniature in the manuscript, making him the first painter known by name in the Netherlands.

    Top left: God addresses a group of angels, who represent Light.

    Center left: God creates a firmament which he called Heaven. It divided the waters in heaven and below.

    Bottom left: on the third day God separated land and water in the waters below. He made plants and trees grow on the land.

    Top right: on the fourth day God set the sun, the moon and the stars in the firmament of the heaven.

    Center right: the creation of the great whales, the fish, and of the birds.

    Bottom right: the sixth day. God created cattle, “creeping thing”, wild animals, and, finally, man. God pulls Eve from one of sleeping Adam’s ribs.