A popular song of the protest movement back in the sixties begins: “Where have all the flowers gone?” Well, today, one of our newspaper columnists, paraphrasing that question, asks in his column, “Where have all the role models gone?”
He was talking about the harmful influences being exerted upon our children and youth in this culture and society of ours. He went on to talk about the people who are very prominent right now in the world of movies, television, popular music, and the other electronic means by which young people are entertained. We hear and read daily of their being arrested for drunken driving, of their taking drugs, of their living with “boyfriends” and “girlfriends” and having babies out of wedlock, and then of those who do bother to marry, getting divorces to marry someone else.
Recently I had a conversation with a man who was born and raised Catholic, but has married a divorcee and is not practicing his religion. I asked him if he’d like to look into the situation to see if we could have his marriage validated. He said, “Oh no; we’re doing okay as we are.” In terms of the gospel of Our Divine Lord, they are not doing “okay” at all, but all I can do is offer to help, and then pray for them.
This attitude of “we’re doing okay” is what our present Pope calls the tyranny of relativism. What it really is saying is: I will be a moral law unto myself. I will decide what is right and what is wrong. Nobody is going to tell me what to do. Jesus and his gospel are irrelevant to my situation. His Church is likewise irrelevant. So I will just go on doing whatever I please and ignoring any moral guidance which disagrees with me.
How sad: in this modern world of ours, we make remarkable strides in science and technology, but in matters of human behavior, we fall farther and farther behind. Our society is riddled with drugs, dishonesty, white-collar crime, illicit sex, abortion, and corrupt politics. Are we REALLY “doing okay”? I don’t think so. Thank you for seeking God’s truth. God bless you. Father Victor Brown, O.P.
Note: This message was composed some years ago.