It is the unquantifiable and intangible – not the immediate material reality – that carries most weight.
The bare historical record tells us that Arthur ultimately
failed in his mission. He was killed in battle, and his restored Roman Britain
crumbled before renewed Saxon onslaughts two generations after his death.
as an icon and exemplar, his achievement is unparalleled. His legacy can be
glimpsed in figures such as Joan of Arc, Charles de Gaulle and Winston
Churchill, individuals who set the odds at nought and fought on for their dream
when surrender seemed the only common-sense option.
These themes are pregnant with significance for our own
times. 'When there is no dream left worth dying for, then the people die.'
Would Carausius recognize in our society the same germs of dissolution that
compromised the Roman Empire? Civilisations, history tells us, tend often to
disintegrate from within...
The same holds true for the creaking spiritual and
intellectual foundations of the West. Enfeebled from within by a sceptical,
overweening secularism, we turn our backs on our patrimony, 'refusing to
inherit' (in Roger Scruton's phrase) the deposit of religious, philosophical
and political wisdom handed down by our ancestors.
Our moorings have been cut,
and we are without recourse to that transcendent Deity who once animated our
civilisation. If my truth is as good as your truth, then all 'truths' are
equally worthless, and we leave nothing more than a vacuum for our children to
Nature, as we know, abhors a vacuum. Vacuums will be filled, one way
or another. In rejecting its past, the West has laid itself open for conquest
and exploitation, either at the hands of a corrupted ruling class or through
the ascendancy of a rival civilization with a clearer sense of mission and