He starts with a rock, and three minutes later every argument with the modern left looks like the same argument.
A rock can only sit there and wear down, while anything alive has to take in energy and spend it holding itself together. Marx put the criticism of religion ahead of every other criticism, and the same instinct recast the past and marriage as oppression, motherhood as a burden, cheap energy as a threat, and finally assisted death as dignity. He points out that the left's own word for that work is deconstruction.
Decay never needed a movement, because things fall apart for free. What costs something is the marriage that lasts forty years, the congregation that keeps its doors open, the father who shows up, and the crew that keeps the lights on at three in the morning. Nobody has to burn any of that down to win. Tax those people, mock them, teach their kids that carrying it forward is optional, and time does the rest.
Each fight sounds small when it arrives alone, and the total only shows up a generation later, as fewer marriages, fewer children, and emptier churches.
Most of what is still good in this country is being held up by someone who will never be thanked for it. What is one thing in your life that only exists because you get up every day and keep it going?