The Second Coming
Tradition
vs. Change is thematically
central to the Downton Abbey series we’re watching for the second time
in our house. The superb acting of Maggie Smith carries the load for arguing
the absolute importance of tradition and the stability it provides while her granddaughter,
Sybil Crawley, speaks and acts for the embracing of the inevitable change by becoming
a nurse to wounded WWI soldiers, and then marrying the chauffeur, no less.
This isn’t a review of Downton
Abbey. Rather, I’m thinking here about the times in history when sea
changes were forced upon peoples that had developed stable views, hierarchies,
and protocols over time, and were thereby required to live in a newness they
hadn’t asked for and didn’t desire. Mennonites, Gypsies, Jews, Kurds and other
minorities that were a threat to traditions of the majority wherever they
settled, have historically been oppressed and/or driven out accordingly. For my
people—the Mennonites of Eigenheim—the event forcing the changes that saw many resettling
in the Saskatchewan Valley was the waning of tolerance in Europe and, finally,
the Russian Revolution.
We shouldn’t fail to consider the
COVID-10 Epidemic as a current event of enough magnitude to challenge
traditions we assumed were forever. Sunday church with worship, a sermon,
Sunday School and an old and honoured hymnody, even the shape and functions of
our meeting places, all these traditional trappings are subject to
change in a time when the people may have become habituated to “not going to church”
on Sunday mornings. The cathedrals now are empty, have been changed into
tourist sites or been torn down, we recall.
W.B. Yeats wondered as we do what
takes their place when traditions are overcome by change. In “The Second
Coming,” he worries that as Christ came to bring newness to the human spirit (spiritus
mundi), something new is growing and like the falcon that circles so far
from the falconer that he can no longer hear his voice, the human spirit can no
longer hear its master’s voice. Meanwhile, a massive, sphinxlike creature is “slouching
toward Bethlehem” to be born, displacing the falconer in the human spirit. A
sinister “second coming.”
Yeats wrote this around 1920 when
WWI was still fresh in memory and the Russian Revolution was hacking away at
traditions, thousands dying in these violent upheavals.
I’ve had enough support from
readers who appreciated hearing the poetry being read aloud to simply reading
it, so I’ve videoed “The Second Coming” for them.
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