Tuesday, January 14, 2020
Scruton na Selva
O grande pensador Roger Scruton se foi, aqui um relato de como ele foi vilipendiado e supliciado na Inglaterra. Em sua despedida, com a suave ironia britânica, Scruton em um parágrafo descreve a desgraça da selva: ímpeto, energia e muita ignorância em meio a barbárie e caos. For reasons I do not truly fathom I have a fan club in Brazil, and have finally agreed to turn up there to talk about the meaning of life. I am not feeling well, and the journey puts a strain on me. I stay in my hotel, reading Shakespeare. I groan in discomfort above streets where no sane man would walk, and am carted around to give lectures to crowds of young people, all of whom seem to be devoted to the task of saving western civilisation in the furthest point it has reached, which turns out to be Brazil. Maybe they are better able than I am to see the alternative is not another and better civilisation, but no civilisation at all.