Joseph Pearce writes here about G.K.Chesterton and the illusion of progress.
This sort of “progress” does not really exist; it is nothing but the superstitious fantasy of “progressives”. It is the mother of deception as its spouse is the father of lies. Let’s return to Chesterton for a healthy dose of sanity. “Progress”, wrote Chesterton, “is a useless word; for progress takes for granted an already defined direction: and it is exactly about the direction that we disagree.” As usual, Chesterton cuts through the cant and cuts to the chase. Since progress is the means by which an end is achieved we cannot meaningfully talk about progress until we have decided upon the end towards which we wish to progress. Thereafter progress must be judged in relation to the end it serves.
Pearce’s first book was a stunning biography of Chesterton Wisdom & Innocence: A Life of G.K. Chesterton Joseph’s own life is an amazing tale–from being brought up in the East End of London–the “wrong side of the tracks” to being jailed twice for publishing propaganda that incited racial hatred to being converted to the Catholic faith and going on to be a successful author and scholar. Read the book here:Race With the Devil: My Journey from Racial Hatred to Rational Love