I have long wanted to compile a collection of anecdotes by graduates of Catholic colleges and universities from (roughly) 1967-2000 as to how they survived the reigning agnostic materialism on campus. To what underground bunkers did they flee? Between which dusty old stacks in the university library did they repair? To which neighborhood bar–away from the collegiate ones–did they steal away to discuss those things that are unutterable in the modern academy? How did they keep their heads among the headless? Perhaps we might call this collection “Tales from the Crypt.” This idea came to mind again recently as I was speaking to a friend of mine who shared the same great professor and met variously in the same “secret society.” In one sense, this is a tragic state of affairs and one that must be fought for the institutional integrity of our Catholic universities. Seen from another angle, the situation was–and is–an opportunity for “testing by fire” and a means to get a very valuable and solid education in things that ultimately matter, in the really real.
I had several courses with Father, but the particular one I recall taking was “Augustine and Aquinas: Metaphysics and Morality.” As a seminar, Father was very intent on the discussion aspect of the class. The ultimate question in a metaphysics class is one of ultimate reality: God and existence itself. I recall vividly Father asking the students–mostly very astute graduate and PhD students–when and where they were first aware of themselves existing. This was a topic of endless fascination and in the midst of these conversations one got the impression that Father was like a little kid in a candy store every time the issue was discussed. These queries would spill over into our discussions over port and cookies. Indeed, several recollections of his students over the years in answer to this question were reproduced by him in his book Authentic Metaphysics in an Age of Unreality. Here is a sample and an individual student’s experience that fascinated Fr. Sweeney:
There were two windows in my bedroom. My bed was in such a position that I could look out both of them without getting up. I woke up once in the middle of the night amd sat up in bed. Somehow the night and the stars shot a message into me. I felt a real surge of joy in just being (although I don’t think the word being occurred to me at all). (Authentic Metaphysics, p. 91)
To one preoccupied with the cares of the world–which I dare say is most of us, most of the time–insights like this are difficult to come by. As Boethius stated poetically in The Consolation of Philosophy,
The mind is blunted when worry grows
swollen by earthly winds.
Drowned in darkness,
stretching into outward abyss,
its light is left behind.
Sadly, the modern preoccupation of the Catholic college or university (heck, even the Catholic high school) has been to capitulate to the utilitarian impulse for job training and preoccupation with this-worldly cares. This is not to say that jobs and the concerns of living in the world are not important, but what is missing is the ultimate purpose of life, the ultimate meaning of life, the preciousness of who we are and what we are. Neglecting this means that the graduate of these schools does not take the time to appreciate the absolute gift that life, existence, being is. He will be less inclined to have a sympathy with his fellow man and he will end up missing out on the great adventure that is life.
Amidst port and cookies, in reading Aquinas, and under the tutelage of an old priest, our circle was brought into the light of reality. We were taught to consider ultimate things and indeed we were also brought to the ultimate reality Himself every Tuesday evening in the Mass. As mentioned elsewhere, it only took twelve guys to change the world. Perhaps, similarly, it might take a small group gathered around port and cookies to do the same again.
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