Barron's latest essay on Word on Fire's rejection of liberal "beige Catholicism" and trad "self-devouring Catholicism" is an overview of his primary critics and lays out what he considers his evangelical approach to be which he asserts as representative of the universal Church.
It is essentially a both sides stance, centering Word on Fire and, by implication, the Roman Catholic presentation of the Gospel as perfectly consistent across Barron's life and thought. The libs will be evangelized and the trads will be invited, not condemned.
The tone is self congratulatory and, interestingly, cites major sources of credibility but names no allies; it credits no one but Barron's books and essays except to say that his work speaks in the voice of Vatican II, the recent popes, and the Catechism of 92.
I think this essay is useful because WoF has mostly operated in a vague and cloudy aesthetical exceptionalism. Now we see what it is more clearly and unsurprisingly. It is basically just another US Catholic media apostolate, more or less identical to the previous and present.
But from top to bottom the essay is about the need to own the libs as a form of evangelical Catholicism that has motivated Barron from the get-go which only recently gained trads as fellow lib critics but who are too mad to be productive and need to settle down first.
Oddly enough the essay born from Barron's experience and is not particularly Christocentric, two of his accusations of the nameless beige Catholics. We all know that line though, it is the "60s and 70s were bad" Christian gospel as social reform message. Cliche to the max.
But as dated and repeated as this may be, the message is clear: for Barron and Word on Fire, an unconscious and reactionary conservative is the evangelical ideology of Catholicism, one which will conquer his critics with an emphasis on owning the libs.
An easy counter to the 60s and 70s were bad narrative is to ask how Barron deals with Medellin and Puebla. We can imagine the reply; after all, it is baked into his beige critique. Add to that the cultural and civic issues of the 60s and one can see what emerges here. No thanks.
In his books and previous works, he has named his position postliberalism, here he simply names it Catholicism. I would call it Catholic Americana.
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When I first decided to try and start to begin reforming my life over eight years ago, I quit drinking for a year and adopted a "ministry of presence" practice of being at home and not working and gigging out of the home all the time. If I went fishing, I took the boys and so on.
Those changes were huge for me, but they made little practical difference to most around me. If anything, it made my presence a nuisance or even appear more detached, but I started there nonetheless.
As time has passed, the focus has been to move from mere objective presence to subjective presence and quality time, as opposed to quantitative time, at home and together. This has been a slow series of starts and stops, but seems to finally have habituated itself into a life.
For the very first time ever, our family had a professional photography session with @lindseying. It was truly an amazing experience and I haven’t even seen a single photo yet—I cannot imagine how much better it can still get!
Getting a simple family photo together is usually a headache and only functions through a series of threats and bribes and lots of luck. This one was totally different.
Everyone did great and the kids all enjoyed it, especially Sofia who befriended Lindsay and talked about her constantly afterwards. I cannot wait to share some of the results later but want to thanks Lindsay for her wonderful work today.
The President of the United States is in sole possession of the largest and loudest media platform in the world, but it is not @Twitter.
His office can call a press conference or release a memorandum and every journalistic outlet in the world must cover it.
Despite the fact that Trump has the biggest platform in world politics, he is obviously scared and reluctant to use it because it comes with moral responsibility and rational scrutiny which he is incapable of bearing.
I just received this beautiful DM which I am sharing in pictured and threaded form with permission:
"Thanks for waking me up from this maga/far-right cult. i feel sick inside and overwhelmed with contradictory thoughts but i can tell when my worldview is flawed.
the constant exposure to the worst of the left on the internet created a distorted reality and i didn't look at the bigger picture. why am I defending trump while thinking the Pope is my mortal enemy.
I went to Jr High through Junior year of high school in a small town in the Texas Hill Country, where I played football, was the top LD debater, and did One Act Play among other things. I took several losses during that time. Here are some thoughts about it and Trump:
I've been mulling over the good and wholesome lessons growing up in Brady taught me, lessons I've treasured all my life. Basic stuff like shaking hands with people you lose to. All that decent stuff that I remain fairly old fashioned about with my own children.
To this day, all parties in our home shake hands at the end of chess games and any other competition. You look at them in the eye and you "say good game." Won or lose, you show respect. Period. Small town lessons kind of stuff.
Like the Unite the Right *WITH NAZI AND CONFEDERATE FLAGS WAVING* where a protestor died or the El Paso Massacre about "the Hispanic invasion of Texas" or any other low hanging thing, the signs of Ali "Alexander" Akbar were there with Catholics Gordon, Marshall, Johnson.
I saw smoke and called it fire. I caught a lot of shit for that. Now you shit givers can eat your own horseshit and I will feed you with it for the benefit of your immortal soul and those who's souls you have imperilled.
I am not scared, intimidated, or even mildly discomforted by a single one of you. I do not find your regurgitated foil-wrapped TV dinners of word salad and insults even remotely interesting. Your souls reflect your empty heads and hearts and at most it makes me feel pity for you.