That there is good stuff in advanced modernity, deep and interwoven, is clear. That it is not enough and is too weak is also clear.
The nature and source of feebleness, weakness, nihilism and self-hating suicide is also clear enough - as is what we ought to do about it.
But I do not know, cannot locate, the source and nature of the English goodness that there is. Beauty has not been destroyed and is sometimes enhanced. In private, there are trustworthy and honest people. There is an urge to do good work: and good work is certainly done (in private, at least).
Strategically there is nothing at all: all big plans, all long terms plans are bad. What most people do with most of their time (the mass media) is bad - deadly bad: because English people believe their chosen media sources lock-stock-and-barrel.
Consequently, there is only manic hyperactivity (for a few people, for a while) or weariness; looking-ahead there is only the hope of pleasure, comfort, diversion and the fear of the opposites - consequently all high art is poison, and long has been.
Yet at this tactical, local, individual level there is much good - and good that is strong enough to withstand the relentless and rising tide of evil.
Its source and nourishment I do not know. But my hope is that since I do not know the source and nourishment which sustains actual good, there is hope that this source could do more: could even save us! - if we would let it, if we were courageous enough to live by it.