What Dickens called “the new oppressors”

“I see a beautiful city and a brilliant people rising from this abyss, and, in their struggles to be truly free, in their triumphs and defeats, through long years to come, I see the evil of this time…”

A Tale of Two Cities, Charles Dickens

Careful whom you root for. Careful whom you call hero. Careful whom you accept party beverages from. Avoid mistaking them for angels. They are humans.

Brutality is Born on the Right Side of History

“…the troubled time would have heaved her up, under any circumstances. But, imbued from her childhood with a brooding sense of wrong, and an inveterate hatred of a class, opportunity had developed her into a tigress. She was absolutely without pity. If she ever had the virtue in her, it had quite gone out of her.”

There are at least two people in my life today, past associates and present acquaintances, of whom I am afraid. I have seen their recent works, ways, and passions. How they fight for their causes. How they single out those they esteem villains. How they seek to effect more than rebuke and rebuttal.

They no longer sit cautiously in the sheepfold. They are dissatisfied guarding from within, too confined pacing along a watchtower. They have moved beyond the gate; they search for their next kill.

Were they conservative Republicans, we would already be calling them extremists, and I fear we would be correct. However, taking solace in the assurance they will never vote for Trump, we tolerate their cutting rhetoric and headhunting ways. I am confident if I ever fell under their strong disapproval, they would take to the internet and try to forever stifle my professional possibilities, to cast me out of the circle of our friends, to make me a hiss and byword among the mainstream—to end me.

They would never shoot me; I am fairly confident neither of them owns a gun. Rather, a temperate-seeming mode of capital punishment would be their aim. Citizens, theirs is a digital guillotine.

Dickens as Scripture

“There is prodigious strength,” I answered him, “in sorrow and despair.”

Please read the above line again, making of it what you will, but prizing it as much or more than any line in the Bible or Book of Mormon. As you read it, did you assume I posted it as a positive declaration? Or is it a warning? Both?

A Tale of One Species

“The two stand in the fast-thinning throng of victims, but they speak as if they were alone. Eye to eye, voice to voice, hand to hand, heart to heart, these two children of the Universal Mother, else so wide apart and differing, have come together on the dark highway, to repair home together, and to rest in her bosom.”

We rightly remember the first and last lines of Dicken’s novel A Tale of Two Cities:

  1. “It was the best of times, it was the worst of times…”
  2. “It is a far, far better thing that I do, than I have ever done; it is a far, far better rest that I go to than I have ever known.”

If this was a review for Goodreads.com, I might say this:

I give this novel 4 stars (out of 5); but I suspect on second reading I will give it 5. That is the magic of Dickens and of classic works in general. They improve with age, they give new wisdom when reread, they remain perennial in their relevance. On revisiting, we learn new things. This gives me hope that entropy is not the sole governing force in the universe.

Perhaps humanity has yet to see its best day. Perhaps America is more than an empire in decline, a Rome falling. Perhaps our two-party system—being a pair of secular churches engaged in mutual inquisition—will yet reclaim the heritage left by our founding fathers. I speak of their legacy of forging compromise, identifying the most pressing crisis, and unifying to overcome it. Perhaps…

Perhaps we must first admit, as many of us on this site are so willing to do when discussing the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, that NO institution or people are above apostasy and falling into decay. NONE are inerrant. We are all subject to imperfection, to entropy, to failing. We all harm, sometimes intentionally, at the behest of the worst angels of our nature. Perhaps, the only practical solution begins with granting the capacity for evil in ourselves. Perhaps, as our Christian-flavored discussions declare, we are capable of greater and better things. Perhaps…

Though, I am reminded that Osama bin Laden’s death, and the deaths of many others, were ordered by a Nobel Peace Prize recipient. I suspect many of us are okay with that fact.


Thank you for reading. Dear Wheat & Tares readers, what do you think of the notion that brutality is born on the right side of history? Please respond in the comments section below.