The title of this blog borrows from a phrase used by the British novelist and Catholic convert, Evelyn Waugh: “There is an Easter sense in which all things are made new in the risen Christ. A tiny gleam of this is reflected in all true art.” It is a hopeful and worthwhile idea and aspiration to believe that the human creation of art is a refracting of the truth as expressed in the person of the risen Christ.

This blog serves as a place to comment on and explore literature – or any other mode of art, such as film, poetry, visual art, and the like. Although the explorations and reactions here need not be centered on religious structures or ideas, it is assumed that the foundational core of the responses is a belief in the power and truth of Catholicism. Rather than this having the effect of a narrowing of perspectives, as some may claim, this standpoint is in fact one of freedom, for freedom is found fully only in truth – while a detachment from this bedrock of veracity, even in hopes of finding objectivity, is bound to end in hollow and incomplete untruth.

Friday, November 19, 2021

November 17: "The Coddling of the American Mind Book" (Greg Lukianoff and Jonathan Haidt)

For now I'll just say that is the book I've recommended to the most people before even finishing.  It's so important for so many reasons.  Each main section and each major concern of the book is significant and compelling.  It matters little that I don't agree with every single point (what would the odds of that be?).  All of the questions and concerns are so well done.  I want to write on this book more at a later point in time. 
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