Change in American Social Values in Thomas Merton's Rain and the Rhinoceros and Fire Watch

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A query from Thomas Merton: “Can’t I just be in the woods without any special reason?” (TMSM, 391). The question returns with each reading of Merton’s earlier works. And, the commonplace response of the newly introduced student to Merton comes not from the Trappist Monk, but from Dorothee Soelle in her book Theology for Skeptics: Reflections on God: “But must we really speak in this way?” (Sölle, 15). No doubt the gifted theologian realizes the truth in this hypothetical Socratic dialogue; even the most humdrum reader, too, should find the words contradictory but necessary. Indeed, Merton asked his rhetorical question in “Rain and the Rhinoceros,” an essay written in response to the changing of American (and International) social values, but the plea could have just as easily been referring to his will to escape in late youth.

There is, without a doubt, more seriousness in his desire to escape without special reason than first meets the eye. Within the temporal order—for lack of a better term—of modernism, the ultimate cri de coeur was “Make it new.” With that being said, consider the following: “While Merton continued to teach the way of nonviolence, he wrote about other subjects as well, addressing questions of belief and unbelief, exploring religions of the East, making the case for monastic renewal, reflecting on the challenges of ecumenism and interreligious dialogue, and promoting contemplation within a world of action” (TMEW, 28). Here was a man focused on revolutionary changes while at the same time adhering to his unshakable faith. Put another way, Merton sought to make it new, it referring to the quotidian views of the world. Such is the case of Merton, and such is not the case of Merton.

Why, then, did Merton wish...

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...ear: My task did not attempt to seep into the realm of morality; that would be pedestrian. It did, however, solicit maturity and seriousness on the grounds of modernist intuition; and, for that, I beg forgiveness from Merton devotees.

I can only imagine the mystery the Trappist mystic has yet to offer. Reflecting on the past unit as a whole, I can honestly say that each time I picked up an essay or a journal entry or a book passage written by Merton, I was moved toward emulation. The journal entries could have been written by myself, not to debase Merton to the level of amateur or exalt my own writing on the ground of imitation. I am constantly reminded that I am in a similar position that Merton once was: college student, prodigal son, Joyce enthusiast. To the point, I resonate with Merton. I am going through the same things as he did when he was a young man.

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