The Myth of Perfect Docility
In 1906, John D. Rockefeller made the following statement:
“In our dreams we have limitless resources and the people yield themselves with perfect docility to our molding hands. The present educational conventions fade from our minds, and unhampered by tradition, we work our own goodwill upon a grateful and responsive rural folk…. The task we set before ourselves is a very beautiful one, to train these people as we find them to a perfectly ideal life just where they are. So we will organize our children into a little community and teach them to do in a perfect way the things their fathers and mothers are doing in an imperfect way, in the home, in the shop, and on the farm.”
The quote was made in the context of public education, but it is probably the best quote I have found that truly reveals the underlying intentions of progressives.
“Perfect docility”….the ultimate in malleability and conformability, softest of clay, easily molded.
This is a nation of strong-willed, independent-minded human beings. And I mean that in the most complimentary of terms because those are traits that I respect and admire. But in order to even begin to bring it about for the people of this nation to move in the direction of “perfect docility”, it would require that our own spirit and will be subjugated, even to the point of being broken.
Life can be tough sometimes as it is, and the situations we face just due to circumstances can be enough to break our hearts, our spirit and our will. But having someone else deliberately choose to do this, because of their own desires and a need for you to develop this behavior of “perfect docility”….
I’ve gone through this experience in a similar situation that I faced in the past. A person I loved became consumed with this idyllic rose-colored illusion of “perfect docility”. I could have been the most docile person who ever walked the face of this earth and it would NEVER have been “good enough”. And even though I didn’t see it clearly at the time, this person’s discontent had far more to do with a will to dominate, a lust for power and control, that developed in their own heart and mind than it had to do with my failures.
But they believed that the reason I continuously failed to meet their expectations was because of an underlying spirit of rebellion that prevented me from succeeding. They decided that what needed to happen was that this spirit of rebellion had to be broken. So by a conscious choice on the part of that person, they set out to break me in both spirit and will.
The human spirit is such an amazing phenomenon. It can be as fragile as fine crystal in some ways and yet incredibly strong and resilient in other ways. It runs along a spectrum that reflects both the best and worst of who we are as human beings. On one side can be the spirit of brotherly love, kindness, compassion, hope, joy, generosity, etc. On the other side can be the spirit of malice, vengeance, etc. And somewhere along that spectrum, things such as the spirit of independence and the spirit of determination exist.
When one human being sets out to break the spirit of another human being, even if they don’t entirely succeed, the spirit of the person being broken can be wounded. Depending on how deep those wounds go, the person can find themselves losing some of the positive elements of their spirit, such as the spirit of hope and the spirit of joy. As the spirit of hope decreases, they can drift in the direction of hopelessness and despair. As the spirit of joy decreases, they find it harder and harder to derive any sense of joy in life itself. All sense of purpose and direction they may have had can suddenly be lost. And their life becomes nothing other than merely existing.
If someone were to ask me what it felt like….this song projects the emotional elements of it fairly well. It’s called “Broken” and the scene is taken from the movie Broken Bridges.
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Even when the human spirit is crushed into a million pieces, it does not DIE. As long as the person lives and breathes, the spirit remains. And in spite of how impossible it might seem at the time, those wounds can heal. It can require a strong will to make it through it, because there are days when you ride along this ridge of hopelessness with no source of joy, and it is nothing other than an act of the human will that gets you through those days. But it can be done!!
One of the most important things I learned is how to apply this advice from King Solomon: A wise man guards his own soul. Yeah, there are going to be tough situations in life. And there can be things of pure evil hidden under the surface of those situations. The wisest way to respond is that you never, ever leave your spirit and soul wide open. Always guard your own spirit and soul, not just for your own sake but for the sake of those around you as well.
I get a chance every once in a while to meet someone whose experiences are similar to my own. When it comes to being guarded, we are all in agreement. We could disagree on thousands of other things, but on this one point, we agree.
Given the experiences we’ve been through, none us will EVER meet the expectations of “perfect docility”. There is no such thing as “blind trust” that exists in our lives any more. We take guarding our spirit and soul seriously. We question just about anything and everything that occurs in the situations we face in life. We are very strong-willed on this point and this strong-willed behavior isn’t in the least bit likely to change. And we pick up on a will to dominate from a mile away, no matter how much deceit is being used to try to make it seem to be something other than what it is.
During the darkest of days, one thought became my point of hope, my source of strength when I really had no strength of my own…the heart, mind, spirit and soul of each and every human being, including myself, is of INFINITE worth and value in the eyes of God. Nothing anyone can do or say changes this, because they can not change the character of who God is. It provided me with a basis on which I could believe in myself. Perhaps it might do the same for others as well.
For over a hundred years, people who have expressed the same kind of mindset as the current progressive movement have sought this idyllic myth of “perfect docility”, even when it has required deliberately and intentionally seeking to subjugate the lives of other human beings. In nation after nation, these events have taken place. After all their efforts, fortunes, and scheming to succeed in this, there is no nation in which they have reached the ultimate of their dreams and ambitions. Time after time they have failed in this.
What has taken place is that these events have brought it about for people to learn how to become more guarded in the long run.
Quite ironic in its own way, isn’t it?