Former and current Alexandria Authors Geoff Guth, Turmarion, John E. and others do their best to break his fall.
You will have to read the rest of their comments here, here, and here, including those of the equally astute Sharon Astyk, but you should, despite the sucking quicksand of sophistry you must traverse to get there.
There is a reason this latest Dreher psychodramatic crisis takes him three posts (and counting) to sputter through, and it has to do with the imminently fragile psychology of heroes and role models.
The psychological syllogism goes something like this:
“Wendell Berry is a more notable and famous localist-communitarianist than Rod Dreher.”
“Rod Dreher admires Wendell Berry’s localism-communitarianism.”
“Rod Dreher tries to pursue his own Berryan fame by attempting to build his own recognizeably definitive localistic-communitarianistic movement called Crunchy Cons.”
“Crunchy Con Rod Dreher is like Wendell Berry; when one thinks of Rod Dreher, one should equate him with Wendell Berry.”
“In effect, Rod Dreher and Wendell Berry are equally notable and famous.”
“Wendell Berry takes a hard tangential turn, still having everything to do with localism-communitarianism, but a turn which ends up being 180 degrees removed from Rod Dreher’s particular conservative Christian views on homosexuality and gay marriage.”
“Oh, noes! Now Rod Dreher is no longer like Wendell Berry; when one thinks of Rod Dreher, one can no longer equate him with Wendell Berry.”
“Rod Dreher and Wendell Berry are no longer equally notable and famous. That can only be because Wendell Berry has become demented with age, like Grandpa Simpson.”
So Rod Dreher is understandably bitter: his hero has flicked him off his hero’s pedestal by refusing to become what his worshipper expected him to become so that they would be equivalent.
“Wendell Berry, however, stubbornly remains a more notable and famous localist-communitarianist than Rod Dreher (probably because, unlike Dreher, he actually does it.)”
The lesson, grasshoppers: beware of heroes other than yourself. They may unpredictably abandon you to what you are without them.
H. M. Stuart