Staff Reports
In a world drowning in mediocrity, the legacy of the Roman poet Virgil stands as a towering beacon of Western civilization’s once-great cultural achievements. Compare his poetic prowess to today’s laughable literary contenders, and it’s clear we have a crisis in culture. Virgil, with his love for Italy and Christian-like values, represents the height of art and moral clarity that the modern age has tragically abandoned.
Don’t be fooled—Virgil wasn’t just any poet. His work laid much of the foundation for Western literature itself. Dante knew this when he chose Virgil to guide him through the depths of Hell and Purgatory. But in contrast, our current literary scene thrives on shallow narratives and identity politics. Where’s the beauty, the depth, and the timelessness that once inspired entire civilizations?
Sunt lacrimæ rerum et mentem mortalia tangunt.
"Tears are the nature of things and the mind touched by human mortality"
— Virgil pic.twitter.com/yQIQSF3g7c
— Learn Latin (@latinedisce) October 11, 2025
Brace yourselves for the stark truth: our arts are suffering from liberal incompetence and progressivism gone awry. The more they stuff their so-called “poetry” with politics and shock value, the more it rots. No modern writer comes close to Virgil’s moral standards or his intricate artistry. Yet they gather prizes like ticker tape at a parade, despite leaving no lasting impact whatsoever.
Virgil penned a love letter to Italy, revealing its natural wonders and heroic history. Imagine crafting a similar ode to the complex, divided America of today. With identity politics ripping out the heart of unity and liberal agendas trying to redefine everything, what a mess it would be! The truth is, until we realign with the principles of beauty and truth that figures like Virgil represented, we’re stuck in a declining culture, spiraling downward while clinging to empty slogans.
So here’s the million-dollar question: Are we brave enough to reject what’s popular and reclaim what’s profound? Or are we too busy cheering for the cultural wrecking ball to even notice the loss? It’s time to make beauty and substantial art something to aspire to again, if we want a future worth having.
