About two weeks ago one of the cable TV channels ran old Elvis movies every night which was a happy event until the night my wife walked into the room, saw Elvis singing “Return to Sender,” and asked diplomatically if, since I’d seen four Elvis movies that week, I’d like to watch the Billboard Music Awards.
I started to say, You don’t like Elvis? but for once my brain got into gear before my lips and – since my wife tends to watch award shows like the Oscars and the Emmys – I clicked the remote control and landed on the Billboard Awards;—and there in all her glory was Madonna strutting in front of a microphone, holding a golden statue, wearing a waist-length jacket with a fur collar and nothing else except black garters, black fishnet stockings and high heels.
I thought I’d landed in a different world.
The next morning when I sat down at my desk in the office there was an email attached to an article titled “Someone Stole Our Culture” – saying the thieves had not only stolen our culture but had replaced it with a new culture (called ‘diversity’) which was friendly to most anything on earth except old-fashioned religion (or, at least, the kind of old-fashioned Christianity St. Paul had in mind after his vision on the road to Damascus).
And of course, next in the article, a couple lines below the word diversity, were the words gay marriage – followed by a depiction of how back in the 1950’s on TV we had Ozzie and Harriet, and June and Ward, but now, in the new era, Ozzie-and-Harriett-as-ideal-parents has morphed into Cameron and Mitchell on Modern Family.
Tonight, after I’m done contemplating the decline of Western civilization, I’m going to go home and watch The Best Years of Our Lives.