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See also Orthodox theologian David Bentley Hart’s lecture ‘Death, Sacrifice, and Resurrection’, which he gave at Asbury Theological Seminary in 2011:
Hart makes the point (whose accuracy I lack the competence in anthropology and theology to judge, but which strikes me as plausible and, in any event, highly interesting) that —
a) people in primitive cultures tend (like children) to consider life in this world as naturally everlasting, and death as a violation of that natural order;
b) early civilizations have only a vague, shadowy, and rather a negative notion of perdurance beyond the grave (see, e.g., most of Classical mythology and Hebrew scripture);
c) one of the tasks philosophy and heathen religions set for themselves was and is to (try to) reconcile people to the naturalness, propriety, and rightness of inevitable death; and that
d) Christian revelation makes death problematic again, upsetting the arguments and consolations of philosophies and religions, by (in a way) confirming the primitive intuition that the true natural order is life eternal.
In other words, accepting the Good News means accepting that death — stingless now, swallowed up in victory — nevertheless really is a wrenching, obscene, abominable horror.
Are we the baddies?
Hi Korrektiv! Would love to get your take on this:
http://www.deathandtaxesmag.com/219817/dead-socialite-dressed-with-cigarette-champagne-flute-at-her-wake/
I don’t even know what to think, say, do. I can’t even…I don’t even…I…
‘You’re looking so well, darling, you really are. I don’t know what sort of cream they put on you down at the morgue, but… I want some.’
Though I wouldn’t be caught dead in that outfit.
Seems a pretty natural extension of this, n’est-ce pas?
Though the “Bitch” brooch is in rather poor taste.
Did Pope Stephen VI (VII)* perhaps require Pope Formosus to wear such a brooch during the Cadaver Synod?
If so, then mightn’t the late Ms Easterling (or whoever actually decided to tag her remains with the saucy bauble in question) deserve credit for making an historical allusion — and a relatively sly one, at that?
What I mean to say is: Which is better? Lobbing accusations of poor taste, or fabricating charitable assumptions?
* N.b.
Mann, H. (1912). Pope Stephen II. In The Catholic Encyclopedia. New York: Robert Appleton Company. Retrieved May 2, 2014 from New Advent: http://www.newadvent.org/cathen/14288b.htm
yo! mister white! i TOTALLY got a brooch for you!! lol