Rebellion is cool in our culture today. Rebellion against authority, parents, trends, beliefs, stereotypes, and so on. People are constantly finding new things to rebel against.
It has become painfully cliché to read novels or watch movies about a group of rebel freedom fighters seeking to overthrow the government. Even I have written novels that incorporate this idea. Rebellion is fascinating, it’s interesting, and it’s adventurous.
The problem is actions have consequences. You can’t take the condition and then reject the consequences. “If you choose to step off the roof, you can't then choose not to hit the ground.”1
So often in our culture, we want to rebel without thinking about the consequences for that rebellion. We think if we jump off a building we will sprout flapping protuberances which will bare us aloft in glorious flight, but instead we’re falling on our faces.
Rebellion is nothing new.
Soon after the world began, humanity rebelled against God, and we have been rebelling ever since. But not everything is being rebelled against today. There is one entity that has not yet faced a rebellion. One idea of our culture has kept its citizens happy. What facet do I refer to?