Everyone seems to want to make their mark. Every generation moves away in some form from the previous generation in fashion, in music, in social mores. It is a tragedy when art moves with fashion into fashion, when writers are published who have nothing to say except to their own generation; when artists are passing; sculpture destined for a future scrap-heap; the past belittled.
I hear now a scholar in Germany is saying 290+ years of the early Middle Ages are pure invention by a Pope and 2 Kings and the events in them actually never happened. It’s a beautifully conceited and stupid idea that supposes that kings have power over time. That personal memory accounts for nothing and family traditions throughout Europe could have been traduced to such a deceit.
The world is filled with people who want to rewrite history. With young people who want to make history. With people too shallow to think it worth studying.
We are all moving forward in time, that cannot be helped, but that does not mean we are moving forward in civil society. You can drive hundreds of miles in the UK and end up in a house that looks exactly like the one you left hours before. The history we don’t always want may be our futures if we don’t change the nature of our minds.