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The Van Dorens

From the indefatigable Kirk Kramer:

Yesterday I discovered that Mark Van Doren’s son Charles is an adjunct
English professor at the Torrington campus of the Univ of Connecticut.  In recent years he has given several lectures
there, sponsored by something called the Litchfield Co. Writers Project.

Here is the link to the list of lectures:

https://www.lib.uconn.edu/lcwp/

Scroll down to “Charles Van Doren: Discussing Mark & Carl Van Doren.
April 29, 2009” for some INTENSELY interesting reminiscences of MVD &
his brother Carl & the whole family.  Maybe the best part is when he
reads & comments on his uncle’s recollections of milking & plowing &
doing the other chores on the family farm at Hope, Illinois.

The lecture with Q&A lasts 90 minutes – at moments one imagines that
John Senior is talking.

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N.B. the name of Joseph Wood Krutch in CVD’s remarks.  When I was an
undergrad I came across a book by him & asked Dr Senior about him.  He
said that the friendship between MVD & Krutch was like Jonathan &
David’s.  I believe Dr Senior himself was Krutch’s student.  I found
this item about Krutch on the Columbia website:
https://www.columbia.edu/cu/alumni/Magazine/Summer2000/krutchCultural.html

“And rural mirth and manners are no more” – Watch “FRESH” a powerful documentary about American agriculture

Please visit this link HERE to watch the documentary “Fresh.”  This film takes a look at the deficiencies and horrors of American Industrial Agricultural, but also provides a glimpse of several different organizations or farmers that are working today to create sustainable, philosophically sound, ethical, organic, and natural options for farmers and consumers.  It is only an hour long, but it will make a big difference for you.  In the restoration of Christian Culture Dr. John Senior said of the Industrial Revolution (perfectly applicable to American Industrial Agriculture):

With sweet succession taught e’en toil to please

These round thy bowers their cheerful influence shed,

These were they charms–But all these charms are fled.

Why fled? Because even by Goldsmith’s day unbridled greed, set free from the healthy, cheerful restraints of Christianity, ran toward ruthless Epicureanism which disguised its radical irrationalism under the painted rubric of the Age of Reason, the so-called Enlightenment, in reality a dark  misology which said that reason is the instrument of man and not of truth, and that we are slaves to truthless human systems in the application of reason to the fulfillment of lust in what we call the Industrial Revolution, first wave of the bloody tide of revolutions we haven’t seen the end of yet.  Goldsmith, living up to his name, like the perfect craftsman, fixed his righteous indignation in a couplet:

Ill fares the land, to hast’ning ills a prey,

Where wealth accumulates and men decay:

Princes and lords may flourish or may fade;

A breath can make them, as a breath has made;

But a bold peasantry, their country’s pride,

When once destroyed, can never be supplied.

A time there was, ‘ere England’s griefs began,

When every rood of ground maintained its man;

For him light labour spread the wholesome store,

Just gave what life required, but gave no more;

His best companions, innocence and health;

And his best rices, ignorance of wealth.

But times are alter’d; trade’s unfeeling train

Usurp the land and dispossesss the swain;

Along the lawn, where scattr’d hamlets rose,

Unwieldly wealth, and cumbrous pomp repose;

And every want to opulence allied,

And every pang that folly pays to pride.

Those gentle hours that plenty bade to bloom,

Those calm desires that ask’d but little room,

Those healthful sports that grac’d the peaceful scene,

Liv’d in each look and brighten’d all the green;

These, far departing, seek a kinder shore,

And rural mirth and manners are no more.

After viewing and thinking about “FRESH” I have a few thoughts to share.  One of the chiefest pleasures of “FRESH” was to hear Joel Salatin; he really is a farmer and a philosophical realist: “the chickenness of the chicken,” and its particular way of being really does matter.  I was surprised at how difficult it was for that family Mr. and Mrs. Fox to look at their interviewer…they were utterly ashamed of themselves.  I find it a wonder that nobody seems to know about what is going on in these industrialized feed lots and such.  A thing of beauty pleases the eye: there is order, harmony and proportion in something noble and fine, and thus pleasing to gaze upon, but the feed lots are not fine and noble and are thus not pleasing to look at.  By comparison, Salatin’s family farm is pleasing to behold: there is an order and proportion to things.  Salatin, like a philosopher king, orders the landscape and lives of the animals for their good, and the good of society.

I am going to try to look around Phoenix for a place to buy good food from local farms.  Does anyone know of any good places?

Joel Salatin

“You, as a food buyer, have the distinct privilege of proactively participating in shaping the world your children will inherit.” ― Joel Salatin

“Jerusalem’s Claim on Us” – Dr. Louise Cowan

It is my pleasure to direct your eyes to an essay by our beloved Dr. Louise Cowan.  It is called “Jerusalem’s Claim on Us.”  This essay has lifted up my soul so well that I do hope you set aside some time to read it.  Dr. Cowan has delved into the very nature of the Greek and Hebrew traditions; her prose are captivating and brilliant.  She struck my inner mind and heart:

And God saw everything that he had made,
and, behold, it was very good.

In none other of the numerous cosmic creation myths that have been discovered (at least so I am told) is there anything like this account—a deity who fashions a cosmos out of love, possessing the majesty and benevolence of this creator God. He makes things by the power of his effective word and calls his creation good, in the way that an artist matches the idea to the form, knowing beforehand what he is doing and yet surprised at its realized beauty. Creation is a work of art, brought into existence by the spoken Word—God’s thought, his design, his gathering together in an imaginative act, his electrifying creation ex nihilo. Thus human persons, made in the
image of God, though not called to be ingenious or aesthetic, are by their very nature intended to bring things into being, as their creator did, poetically.

Here is the article’s beginning–excerpted to entice you even more:

What has Athens to do with Jerusalem? What has the Greek quest for excellence and order and beauty to do with the Hebrew quest for the living God? This is the question the Church Fathers asked themselves, a query that we still must raise from time to time. And in our day in particular, it is the question that Christian educators in the West should make their primary concern. For the liberal arts are indisputably Greek in their orientation: and yet those bright gods on Mt. Olympus, who mingled with men (and women!), jealously coveted sacrifices, and accepted official commemoration in marble temples and olive groves, have little to do with the hidden presence who spoke from a burning bush and forbade David to build him a temple. And the center of our faith that lonely one who hung on the cross at Golgotha and redefined the purposes of life took as his earthly ancestry the Hebrew tradition, with its pervasive tendency to regard as idolatry any representation such as we in the West have called art. Writing a poem or painting a picture is a little like fashioning a golden calf. Hence, at first glance, nothing seems further from the concerns of art and human culture than the Scriptural heritage with which Jesus Christ aligned himself. And yet the Western intellectual tradition contains a Hebrew strain even more surely than a Hellenic one. Perhaps, then, educators need to take a look at the peculiar contradictions and the wide inclusiveness of this much maligned and greatly misunderstood “master narrative,” as its detractors have called the Western tradition…

Continue reading the article by going here

This article first appeared in the Fall/Spring 2000-2001 issue of The Intercollegiate Review.

 


 

DrLouiseCowanHeadshotThe description below is from a resources page on the University of Dallas website, which will allow you to find and read this incredible essay by Dr. Louise Cowan.

Dr. Cowan is one of the founders of the University of Dallas. For many years she was the Chair of the English Department, and more recently she has served as the Dean of the Braniff Graduate School. She now holds a University Professorship and continues to teach the courses which have given the English Department a national reputation. She is the author of two books on the Southern Literary Renaissance and has written many essays on literature and the great books. She is also a founding member of the Dallas Institute for Humanities and Culture. 

 

Dr. Cowan, is the designer of the Core Curriculum at University of Dallas as well as the Dallas Institute for Humanities and Culture; her contributions to the Dallas area, Catholic Church, and Academia are innumerable.



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