Word: hell
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...POLITICAL FUTURE: I am a fish out of water in any other profession. I used to come to my lands near here. I would play around a little, I would kick someone in the pants and say, "What the hell are you doing, you lazy fellow?" But I didn't really get involved. I couldn't. As long as politics remains in this country, I will be in politics, either in the government or in opposition. If there's no democracy, I might not live to tell the tale. But if I do live to tell...
...orders to wife and children alike. The minister's words were given enormous respect. Church lasted many hours, not one, and was very much at the center of the family's life. Children were not coaxed, begged, bargained with; they were told and expected to respond immediately. Hell was believed to exist and to be full of properly suffering sinners. Even the most gentle and kind of parents feared hell for themselves and for their children, unless they learned to abide by the Ten Commandments and Christ's teaching...
...means hurried into adult responsibilities. In fact, they are granted not only special foods, special doctors, but also a separate and distinct psychology and morality to which the grownup world is urged (moralistically) to accommodate itself-or else. The nearest we come to Satan and his hell is for a child to be cursed by the demon of neurosis or worse. Parents address themselves to that threat by resorting to a psychiatrist rather than prayer and ministerial guidance...
...they held themselves to account, worked hard and demanded much of their children, salvation would eventually come and, too, be anticipated by signs here on earth: the obedient, pious child as a prophet. We have yet to relinquish that role for our children; they may not forecast heaven or hell for us, but they are all we seem to feel we have-and our obsession with them may be our way of saying that we place little stock in the lasting value of everything else we have, often in such abundance...
Confronted by a vision of hell, does one stand in silent reverence for suffering or praise the spirit that surmounted it? Last week a Dutch audience faced this dilemma at the première of an opera, The Emperor of Atlantis, which was written in a concentration camp by two Jews. At the end, after a few seconds' pause, the listeners burst into applause for a work that stands on its own as a music drama of great power...