Karl Marx, Apocalypse and The Myth of Truth

Trolling YouTube a few days ago, yer pal Da WWWiz stumbles across an analysis of Garallous Gibson's "Apocalypto", given  by a certain bar-none Father Barron of WordOnFire Video.  I follow Barron - have for a while now - and decided that this particular video, already some years old, was worthy of a little metaphysical graffiti.

I comment:

Barron's Best: here he is "The Red Barron". Trouble is, Islam must even now serve the post-modern structure just as Fr. B's early Christian's did the Pagan's they are supposed to have "served" and "saved". Read your Marx. Revelation is a Myth. Emperor's New Clothes. An avuncular Mullah called "Mo-On-Fire" vainly remediates the horrors of Islam in the name of a would be "better world", now "Icon Free", as Aliens swarm the Earth to bring The Same Old Good News we've all heard before :0

Because I suspect that my charge is not altogether obscure and also a bit catty, I prepare to be ignored. But WordOnFire, perhaps the Father himself, is Johnny on the spot, replying:

Gotta admit, friend, I'm not following you here.

Here is my reply.

Dear Father Barron.  I am delighted to clarify.  I will post a response on my blog, and welcome you to respond or ignore it as you desire.

Let me introduce myself.  I am Mark LeClair, aka as "The Wrong Way Wizard".  I am a confirmed Catholic. Some would call it an obsession, but I say hobby.  I devote a healthy measure of my Time On Earth to the maximal appreciation of the tradition of Romanic Christianity, not out of what might called belief, or faith for that matter, but exactly because it is the most intimately causal to my own phenomenal experience.  My hidden ideology is Zen, which is the ideology of non-ideology.  Thus, I am that I am, a Buddha dressed as Catholic Man, moreover, of decidedly Sufi predilection.  I regard the dazzled RC, the naked Buddha and the trickster Sufi as equally and utterly illusory.

So, now you know me a little, and can make an informed judgement as you read on.

To the text itself.  The keyword high-jack is the interplay of Revolution and Revelation, which are identical and simultaneous events.  Karl Marx identifies the process as the Grand Narrative, as does Freud as the Oedipal Narrative.  Marx is sharper because he isolates the strikingly obvious fact that Authority must be Authored.  Within this structure Marx finds that the person is not an identity but a character in a narrative.

Thusly, detailing the revolutionary event horizon, Marx already apprehends it as a certainty and in the deepest sense as a past tense occurrence.  To Marx, Revolution and Cataclysmic Change come as a part of a preformed whole and are the complete crystallization, in the mind, of the puzzle of History, decoded and reconstructed - or as it is now popular to say: deconstructed.

Now, it is to be hoped, Good Sir, that you will not task me back beyond Genesis in our Revelation of the Revolution nor more forward than the final words of Christ, from prophetic Revelation.  Well, the story of Genesis right through to the Second Coming is simply the story of Agriculture.  Agriculture as the de-generative consequence of human procreation.  Jesus is the Son of Man.  Jesus is the Son of Cain - Cain, the inventor of Agriculture.  The Sacrifice of the Christ must therefore delineate the precise point of the completion of the prerequisite to Total Global Agricultural Concern.  Christ confirms this notion as he dies.  "It is accomplished".  There is to be no more sacrifice - no more scapegoating.

Myriad and untold gems from the Holy Bible lend Creedence to this hypothesis, but I prefer the words of Francis Bacon (the likely translator of my cherished King James Bible) from his well known bedroom farce, which, for the sake of the theatrical puritan, must remain nameless.  To quote "...there's Husbandry in Heaven...".

So, to Marx, and to me, this vantage proposes that the coming Apocalypse has in fact already happened, although not in the Preterist way, and that the hidden ground of your analysis of "Apocalypto" resonates the selfsame theme.

The native people of South America know naught that the Victory of Christ is done, but are nevertheless fully subject to the Laws of its completion.  Ignorance of the Law is no Excuse and no Real Law can ever be Broken.  So... it must be that these peoples live, for a measure, outside of time, in a dream state driven by the memory of old ways, in which they play out the ritual upon which they formerly relied.  Thank goodness that Christ bears their sin.  The gruesome way of life as depicted in Mel's Movie is the memory of a false History. It is is perpetuated not by believers, but by juvenile thespians, not yet clever enough to merely "act it out".  Gibson conveys this irony beautifully at the moment of Eclipse, when the madding crowd glares at itself, astonished, like "...this shit is really happening?!..."  None of them can believe it.

This series of happenings is quite literally, ages gone ago.  So, to validate our thesis of False Revolution, we must find apocalypse within the framework of our present age, and ultimately, unmask the Lord of the Illusion of Change, who is present from age to age and moment to moment.  This technique is nicely expressed by the Coppola title "Apocalypse Now", because what happens now is inherently eternal.  Now-apocalypse is a static cycle, like a wheel that doesn't touch the ground. The same image is supremely accessible in the tale of "The Emperor's New Clothes" - which is a parable about the fragility of God.  Each revelation/revolution is the fashion of a season.  The need for the New Season of Revelation is driven by the growing disillusionment of the subjective social mass as it wises up to the gag.

We find our Apocalypse, our Revelation of Nothing, which marks the change of age from post-modern into post-historical, in the ritual pseudo-sacrifice of 9/11/2001. Philosopher Jean Baudrillard quips that 9/11 is the ultimate event and that it signifies the completion of Globalization as an endless War of reality against itself.  There is no world left to conquer - ergo, we must conquer one another ad infinitum.  I would agree and enhance. 9/11 is the Assassination of the Symbol, the Death of the Power of Allegory, and foretells of the dominance of Islam as arbiter of Global Management, Trade, Education and Justice.

And by and by, Father Barron, sometime yonder, say 2442 C.E., in an untold land, there is not "Father Barron", but a friendly, soft spoken Mullah, not a re-incarnation mind you, but a copy of a copy of a copy of something that never existed in the first place. Regular HAM Radio transmissions, called Mo-On-Fire, preach the peace of Islam - a state brought about, we are told, by the destruction of the Allegorical Iconography of the Christian School in favor of the strictly scientific, wholly empirical pursuit of Truth in Scripture.  The Great Jihad of 2112 C.E. is of course, a tragedy all around.  But it had to happen.  Had to happen - to purge the image of the divided God; the Defeated God; the Feminized God; and replace it forever with the indubitable voice of Almighty Allah in the heart and mind of every man, woman and child.

One God, One Father, Undivided, Under Nothing.

But So What? Who cares?  See, I know about some Aliens, without morality, without God, without mercy.  They are intrepid and frightful and have power to enslave or destroy The Human Farm of Heaven with extreme prejudice - forever.  Good news is, they won't arrive for at least a little while, so in the meantime, let's all have a cocktail and praise Allah for a stitch or two.

Make mine a double.

It is happening again... - David Bowman, Jupiter, circa 2010 C.E.
I am the ALPHA and the OMEGA, the beginning and the end... - Anonymous


As Always, Pax

Da WWWiz