I am comforted, I guess, by the fact that the reaction to the rapper Nicki Minaj’s hysterically blasphemous, expressly anti-Catholic performance on the Grammys last night has been largely negative. One would hope that her portrayal of a demoniac who vanquishes priests, one that used explicitly Catholic imagery, and that incorporated a sinister chorus of “O Come All Ye Faithful,” would not exactly be cheered by people. But it strikes me that the most telling thing about this disgusting spectacle is that none of this was spontaneous. This was a highly stage-designed, heavily choreographed performance. The Grammy producers signed off on this, and it was shown on national network television. I’m not freaking out over it — Nicki Minaj is, on evidence of her performing and her songwriting, a complete nitwit — but surely this is a sign of the times. It’s not Nicki Minaj that concerns me; it’s the producers for whom this sort of thing was deemed acceptable. It’s the Culture of Death, again.
It’s tiresome when Christians respond to things like this by saying, “They would never consider doing something like using Islamic imagery.” But you know, it’s true. It’s always true. Let those with eyes to see…



The main difference is that our society does not condone violence over religious matters. It’s very deeply ingrained in our historical and philosophical DNA. Add to that one major advantage of christianity over Islam is that our major prophet and founder was radically anti violence. Do much so that few of us have managed to vary out his actual teachings, and many who have are recorded on the rolls of history as martyrs. Despite our imperfect and inconstant application of Christ’s teachings, they remain in the back of our minds. A split between right and might is arguably our faith’s best secular contribution to humanity. Even if it’s not really secular and even if it hasn’t ever actually materialized.