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| The Global Future of Contract and Trust | Republicans are Regular Guys |
by Christopher Chantrill
January 16, 2005 at 12:35 pm
TWENTY years ago, writing The Bonfire of the Vanities, Tom Wolfe worried that his novel about Masters of the Universe bond traders and race hustling reverends in New York City would be received as too over-the-top. Instead, he was roundly criticized for his lack of imagination. His white bread Sherman McCoy could hardly compare to the reptilian Ivan Boesky and the junk-bond king Michael Milken. And his race-hustling Reverend Bacon was nowhere near as salty as the Reverend Al Sharpton. Now in I Am Charlotte Simmons, he has done it again. The real Charlotte Simmons is much more compelling than the fictional one.
Two hundred years ago Jane Austen taught us to care about how young women like Charlotte Simmons came to adulthood. In her two central novels, Mansfield Park and Emma, she introduced us to two unforgettable heroines, the timid country cousin, Fanny Price, and the rich, overconfident Emma Woodhouse, as they came to womanhood. Perfect in feeling and judgment, Fanny’s problem was to preserve her virtue from the wayward young Bertrams and the amoral adult children of the vicious Admiral Crawford as she sought to secure a place in a world that all but ignored her. Emma’s need was the opposite. Queen of all she surveyed, she badly needed to learn a little judgment.
For the liberated Charlotte Simmons in 2005, things are not so very different from Mansfield Park in 1814. At Dupont University, the modern Fanny Price is still being dragged unwillingly into amateur theatricals. Only now, of course, the embarrassments and humiliations visited on a young woman of modesty and feeling are more direct and personal than in the bad old days. And there is no convenient Sir Thomas Bertram to return from Antigua and put an end to the improprieties of his wayward children. The modern Fanny must submit to the humiliations visited on her or be ostracized. The modern Emma Woodhouses on the other hand, if reports from the Ivies have any credence, have found a way out of indignity by adopting a lesbian identity for their college years. It seems an unlikely strategy for learning a little judgment. But Emma Woodhouse can afford a mistake or two.
In an article in FrontpageMag.com, Stephen Goldstein tells the story of the real Charlotte Simmonds, a young woman he calls Jane. Raised a Christian in “a loving home” with a father in the ministry, she set off to university and a world that prided itself “on being ‘sensitive’ and ‘welcoming’ to minorities who are different.” This compassion did not extend to her.
While the fictional Charlotte Simmons learned to stop worrying and love the hook-up culture and accommodate to its viciousness, the real Charlotte Simmons did not. Jane “spoke out against abortion” and was verbally assaulted. She “declared that she was a virgin and was proud of it,” and subsequently returned to her dorm room to find used condoms strewn around, and dried semen on her clothes. When she complained, “her academic advisor told her she needed to ‘grow up.’ Several of her professors openly mocked her in class for her pro-life, pro-Christian stance.”
“Jane’s grades began to slip.” And then the day came when she didn’t show up at class or at her job at the college bookstore, and a friend decided that she’d better check up on her.
There may be young women glad to be as immodest and as available as the campus culture of “sexual exploration” and “choice” pressures them to be and as the popular culture represents as the essence of cool. But we may wonder why the hook-up culture so notoriously requires the assistance of alcohol for its consummation, and how it is that many young women wonder plaintively what it would be like to be courted.
We had better take steps to curb this evil, or we should prepare ourselves for the terrible vengeance these young women will wreak on us once they have discovered the rage they have been forbidden to feel and their eternal feminine power has come to full tide.
Two hundred years ago society eventually honored the timid Fanny Price for her virtue and her constancy. But it was a close run thing. When she refused to marry the wealthy Henry Crawford all the world anathematized her, and the stern Sir Thomas rusticated her to the chaotic home of her mother in Portsmouth. It was only through the kind intervention of the author that Crawford’s vicious nature was revealed to the world and Fanny was restored to Mansfield Park and her beloved Edmund.
But when the friend of Jane—the modern Fanny Price—and the student dorm advisor opened the door to her room they found the young co-ed inside, “in her hands a mock fetus with a pair of scissors in its head.” Jane was dead.
Christopher Chantrill blogs at www.roadtothemiddleclass.com. His Road to the Middle Class is forthcoming.
When we began first to preach these things, the people appeared as awakened from the sleep of agesthey seemed to see for the first time that they were responsible beings...
Finke, Stark, The Churching of America, 1776-1990
In 1911... at least nine million of the 12 million covered by national insurance were already members of voluntary sick pay schemes. A similar proportion were also eligible for medical care.
Green, Reinventing Civil Society
We have met with families in which for weeks together, not an article of sustenance but potatoes had been used; yet for every child the hard-earned sum was provided to send them to school.
E. G. West, Education and the State
Law being too tenuous to rely upon in [Ulster and the Scottish borderlands], people developed patterns of settling differences by personal fighting and family feuds.
Thomas Sowell, Conquests and Cultures
The primary thing to keep in mind about German and Russian thought since
1800 is that it takes for granted that the Cartesian, Lockean or Humean scientific and
philosophical conception of man and nature... has been shown by indisputable evidence to be
inadequate.
F.S.C. Northrop, The Meeting of East and West
Inquiry does not start unless there is a problem... It is the problem and its
characteristics revealed by analysis which guides one first to the relevant facts and then,
once the relevant facts are known, to the relevant hypotheses.
F.S.C. Northrop, The Logic of the Sciences and the Humanities
But I saw a man yesterday who knows a fellow who had it from a chappie
that said that Urquhart had been dipping himself a bit recklessly off the deep end.
Freddy Arbuthnot
Dorothy L. Sayers, Strong Poison
I mean three systems in one: a predominantly market economy; a polity respectful of the rights of the individual to life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness; and a system of cultural institutions moved by ideals of liberty and justice for all.
In short, three dynamic and converging systems functioning as one: a democratic polity, an economy based on markets and incentives, and a moral-cultural system which is plural and, in the largest sense, liberal.
Michael Novak, The Spirit of Democratic Capitalism
The incentive that impels a man to act is always some uneasiness...
But to make a man act [he must have]
the expectation that purposeful behavior has the power to remove
or at least to alleviate the felt uneasiness.
Ludwig von Mises, Human Action
[In the] higher Christian churches… they saunter through the liturgy like Mohawks along a string of scaffolding who have long since forgotten their danger. If God were to blast such a service to bits, the congregation would be, I believe, genuinely shocked. But in the low churches you expect it every minute.
Annie Dillard, Holy the Firm
When we received Christ, Phil added, all of a sudden we now had a rule book to go by, and when we had problems the preacher was right there to give us the answers.
James M. Ault, Jr., Spirit and Flesh
The recognition and integration of extralegal property rights [in the Homestead Act] was a key element in the United States becoming the most important market economy and producer of capital in the world.
Hernando de Soto, The Mystery of Capital
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