The Year Civilization Collapsed

We watched a lecture yesterday entitled, “1177 B.C.: The Year Civilization Collapsed.” It’s a good thing they included the date in the title, or I would have assumed it was talking about 2014.

Even so, how do you collapse civilization without Obama, Hillary Clinton, John Kerry, Harry Reid and the other idiots and villains who are so busy collapsing ours?

Well, to bring about the end of the Bronze Age, they had droughts, famine, repeating earthquakes, and whole nations of aliens pouring in, taking everything they could and burning everything they couldn’t take. And that was the end of the ballgame for the Hittites, Mycenaeans, Cyprus, Ugarit, and several other Mediterranean civilizations. Egypt survived with incurable wounds. Assyria was flattened, but came back strong.

Point is, it wasn’t their fault. They didn’t have any SUVs or air conditioning or light bulbs to cause *Climate Change* and wreck their civilizations because they didn’t pay a carbon tax. They were destroyed by droughts, famine, earthquakes, and barbarian invasions on a mighty scale. That’s how civilization was able to collapse without Democrats.

They didn’t have culture big-shots preaching sodomy and sex-change operations, high officials encouraging the aliens to flood across the border, created wealth being instantly destroyed by wacko public policies, police on the lookout for bake sales while street gangs have a field day, the US attorney general urging state attorneys general not to enforce their states’ laws, reality TV, Democrat delegates booing God at their national convention, and whole church denominations embracing evil heresies.

Nope–they had to be destroyed by prosaic causes like war and natural disaster. They couldn’t help it.

But what excuse will our age offer history?

10 comments on “The Year Civilization Collapsed

  1. I remember my dissertation director once saying to me, when I was pooh-poohing the possibility of the destruction of our culture because we had so many safeguards in place and things had seemed on the edge of destruction before but had survived, etc., etc., etc., “Phoebe, you’re a classicist; you know how quickly a civilization can collapse.” Her words keep ringing in my ears these days.

    I don’t like to get into discussions about the end times, because Our Lord specifically warned us not to speculate about the day and time. In fact, when I hear people saying the end is here, I usually half-joke, “Nah, we should be so lucky.” But although the world may not come to an end in the Biblical sense, individual civilizations have been destroyed, or at least taken a body blow so severe that it took centuries to recover (viz. the so-called Dark Ages). I just never thought I’d be living through one of those times myself. But things do seem to be moving faster and faster than they ever did before. And those words keep ringing in my ears: “Phoebe, you’re a classicist….”

    1. As I said in one of my horror novels, “The flip side of technology is ignorance and superstition.” But nobody under 30 knows what a flip side is.

    2. A civilization which makes someone like him a pop celebrity is heading in the wrong direction. The situation we currently face has been forming for decades.

  2. While it’s true that Jesus did tell us we cannot know the day or the hour, He did tell us to watch. I’m watching . . .

    Unknowable, I like your phrase ‘exceptional superficiality’. That really captures the general attitude today. I may just borrow it 🙂

    And Phoebe, I hadn’t heard the word ‘classicist’ before, but I think it describes most of us here at Lee’s house. Great word!

    1. Well, for each of us there will in fact be an end time, when our earthly life ends and we come before the Lord — and that’s what I myself have to keep watching for. As my friend Hamlet once said, “The readiness is all.” 🙂

      As for being a classicist, Marjorie (my dissertation director) was referring to my undergraduate studies. I did a double major in English and the Classics, “Classics” meaning Latin and Greek, along with linguistics and the history of ancient times. (I also had a semester of Sanskrit!)

      Marjorie also used to say that anyone who’d done graduate work after 1970 was an illiterate specialist. (For the current crop of academics, I myself would drop the word “specialist.”) Since I’d returned to graduate school in 1978, 15 years after I’d graduated from college, I protested at first, but she said, “Ah, but if you had continued your studies straight through, you would have finished long before then.”

      I should add that Marjorie was one of the major influences in my journey to Christianity. She was a brilliant scholar and a faithful Christian.

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