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Thursday, June 25, 2015

"For Self Examination"

It is easier to examine ideas than to examine yourself.

Hussein Rashid makes an excellent point here:

The hard conversations are not just about who gets to be called a “terrorist,” or about racism in America. It’s also about the way in which accept and institutionalize violence as part of an Enlightenment story that both liberals and conservatives look to in defining their vision of the nation.
A very hard conversation, indeed, because every comment responding to this essay distinguishes between Enlightenment ideas (good, universally and wholly good for all) and their implementation (bad, because, you know, people).  The Big Idea cannot fail, it can only be failed.  Or, in other words:

People don't matter.  Things don't matter.  Ideas matter. 

The Idea must be served, kept sacrosanct, remain heilige, unscathed, pure.  It is people who fail the Idea, not the Idea that fails people.  For example:

Just as important, the Enlightenment and Reformation were about moving authority away from the Church to the nation-state. One of the defining aspects of a nation is determining who belongs to it. Anti-Semitism, for example, which has continued to exist since the Enlightenment, is no longer based on theology, but on the notion of the foreign invader threatening the nation. Some aspects of the Enlightenment, in other words, certainly didn’t stand in the way of the Holocaust.
Luther's famous anti-semitism was part and parcel of his theology.  It was as much a part of his thinking as his love of beer.  But the rest of us didn't universally recognize the horror of his anti-Jewish pronouncements until after the Holocaust taught us what logical conclusions people could take ideas to.  Were the people to blame for the Holocaust, or the ideas?  Or both?  And now we shift our ideas from being anti-Jewish to being anti-Palestinian.  When the Pope urges recognition of Palestinian sovereignty, is he being anti-semitic?  Or is he favoring Enlightenment ideas of equality?

The difficult conversation we need to be having concerns our true ideals. We can keep declaring that it’s about the Enlightenment, but what part of that do we actually manifest? Our domestic and foreign policy have always been aligned around the issue of conformity and maintaining privilege. We cannot see the two as separate. As long as we have official policies that see parts of our population as less than civilized, thus less than citizens, and thus less than human, we will always see the world outside our borders in the same way.

Which is the crux of the issue.  Ideas are one thing; their manifestation quite another.  Equal justice, equal treatment, equal care and concern; these are touted as Enlightenment ideals.

But if they exist only on our lips....?  Do we just blame somebody else for failing them, and continue to worship the ideas as if that makes us pure?

Our ideas mean nothing if we don't engage them.  And they mean even less if we treat them as conveniences that leave us to live as we please, but feeling comforted that at least our ideas are good, our intentions noble and pure.

Ideas don't matter.  Things don't matter.  People matter.  Ideas of equality include ideas about race.  Race itself is an idea.  It is not people; it is our idea about people.  It was a challenge for me, in seminary, to look at my ideas about race, and realize my own unexamined ideas were racist.  Not knuckle-dragging white supremacist racist, but racist nonetheless.  My ideas mattered more to me than people.  We all have prejudices and preferences we'd rather live by than eliminate.  And we all find it easier to see those ideas should be eliminated from the Bill O'Reilly's who insist the problem is with someone else.  But we're all Bill O'Reilly; and at the same time, we're all everyone else.

Wednesday, May 19, 2010

One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest


Watching that movie on cable last night (it's been a long time. Danny DeVito NOT playing "Danny DeVito"? "Introducing" Brad Dourif? Christopher Lloyd? Scatman Crothers? Who wasn't in that movie?), and thinking about this article by Adam Gopnik (on which much more later, I hope), and I realized a central truth of the teachings of Jesus, one Gopnik touches on but doesn't quite put his finger on. That central truth is this:

Ideas don't matter. Things don't matter. People matter.

Nurse Ratched, in the film, is all about the idea of order. The poor inmates of the hospital, all of whom save perhaps the "Chief" and certainly McMurphy, are there voluntarily (and we would today diagnose them as having emotional problems, at worst, and not confine any of them, even if they begged us to), are all about "normal," which they are convinced they are not (as McMurphy tells them, they're no worse off than the average "assh*le" on the street). The Chief is obsessed with the idea of survival (he tells the story of his father, a "big man", and he doesn't mean physical size, who was beaten down because of his "bigness". The Chief will avoid that outcome in his life at all costs.). All of them make the mistake of thinking ideas matter. In this very odd and neo-Fryean sense, McMurphy is the Christ figure, the one who challenges the doctrines of the Pharisees, represented here by Nurse Ratched and her systems of control (to quote The Matrix; and I promise never to do that again. Well, until next time....). If you think I'm wrong, compare Nurse Ratched's shaming of Billy for sleeping with a woman, a shaming that leads directly to his suicide, to the reaction of Jesus to the woman caught in adultery in the Gospel of John. The Christ figure (if not "the Christ") is all about people, not ideas. People matter. Ideas he resolutely tears to shreds.

"Do you see this woman?," he asks Simon the Pharisee. She matters; not Simon's ideas of propriety, purity, cleanliness, or even hospitality (or lack thereof). What about the Prodigal Son? The woman with the lost coin? The unjust steward? The vineyard owner? The pearl of great price? What are those parables except lessons in what matters, and what matters is not ideas of order, or propriety, or honoring parents. What matters is people. Every time, what matters is people. The kingdom of heaven is like the daily loaf of bread, made by a woman's hands, using yeast (a symbol of uncleanness; the unleavened bread isn't unleavened only because the Israelites had to bake in haste. Unleavened bread is "clean".) . The kingdom of heaven is like the shepherd who leaves 99 sheep untended to find the one lost sheep.

People matter. Individuals matter. Lives matter. The community cannot have "life into the ages." Only individuals can. The community can deny the sanctity of beggars, whores, and tax collectors. But the ideas of sanctity espoused by the community don't matter. People matter. So Jesus eats with people. Not with whores or beggars or tax collectors. Those are ideas. Jesus eats with people.

2000 years later, we're still coming to grips with that fact. Or, as in Gopnik's case, in an otherwise fine article, missing the point altogether.

"And O-U-T spells 'out'!"

Monday, October 16, 2006

Among School Children

The problem for Salman Rushdie, which is actually not tolerance of ideas or people, but this: Do ideas make people; or do people make ideas?

It's a problem of Western civilization, going back as far as Plato. Aristotle wrote the first book of ethics, but his ethics were not the ethics of Socrates. Socrates was convinced (per Plato, anyway) that ideas made people; that our existence was meant to conform us to proper ideas, and then we would be shaped by them and so escape earthly existence and exist solely in the province of the Good.

Aristotle saw people as the makers of ideas, and so discerned which ones seem to work best in a given society, and advocated those as the ones to pursue in pursuit of happiness. Aristotle's ethic applied to his Athens, and he certainly didn't have the modern anthropologist's point of view toward non-Western cultures (anthropology being a very Western science), but his system is behind the kind of deference to those cultures that Rushdie decries. For Rushdie, ideas are universal and must be respected no matter who holds them, or rather, fails to hold them.

But aye, there's the rub. The ideas he holds sacred, are all Western ideas. Why are they universal? Because we say so?

This is a separate matter from the issue of, say, gays in church in the Anglican Communion. In that issue ideas are clearly subordinate to individuals. Ideas are paraded as universal, but only certain ideas are upheld; others are fiercely denigrated. Ideas there simply exist as conduits to power. Witness, for example, the recent exclusion of the Revised Common Lectionary by Bishop Peter Beckwith, Diocese of Springfield. Somehow the bishop connects that to the offense (an undefined one) of Presiding Bishop Elect Schorti (she who cannot be named, according to their resolution; the ultimate disavowal of individual worth). Ideas, for Bishop Beckwith, have simply become tools for assault. Rushdie, who has been on the receiving end of this kind of thing, wants to find a middle path, where ideas don't exist in a zero-sum game frame, but where all ideas are equally respected simply because they are ideas. So tolerance for gays and intolerance for gays are both equally tolerated in an ideal Rushdie world, simply because they are ideas. And that takes us back to the problem: how do you know the idea, separate from the individual? Or, if you prefer, seperate from the community, the culture which espouses it? Do ideas really have a separate reality, a metaphysical one apart from human minds or brains, apart from human existence? Can we truly say no one should take an idea personally, because the idea is the universal Ideal? Is anyone buying this?

No one except perhaps Hegel and a few lingering die-hard Idealists think of ideas as a realm separate from human existence and only, from time to time, impinging upon it. Even the God of the Hebrews and of Jesus is actively involved in history. Indeed, it is a one of the scandals to the Greek mind of perfection that the God of the Abraham could be perfect, and yet be so intimately involved in human history; could be eternal, and yet so caught up in temporal matters. But that seeming contradiction is the expression of human existence at its core: the irreconcilable conflict between the individual who is mortal, and the community which is eternal (well, from the individual's point of view); between the reality of existence and what justice tells us it should be; between the present, and the hoped-for future. These things are so intimate as to be who we are, as to be our identity. To ask us to separate ourselves from them is to ask us to deny their importance, their essential value: not the value of the ideas themselves, but their value to us. It is the latter that makes ideas essential; not the ideas-in-themselves.

Tuesday, November 07, 2017

God was there; where were we?


I drafted something about this, then decided to ignore it; and now I see it in context.  Let's start where I was going to start, first:

Some of the more regular viewers here may remember when this blog essayed a motto:

Things don't matter.  Ideas don't matter.
People matter.


“It may seem, on the surface, that God was refusing to give such protection to his Texan children,” he writes. “But we are also praying that God would deliver us from evil eternally. Through these same words, we are asking God to deliver us out of this evil world and into his heavenly glory, where no violence, persecution, cruelty, or hatred will ever afflict us again.”

Fiene then says that, in order to fully defeat evil eternally, God has to let evil get some temporary victories, such as this weekend’s mass shooting.

“So when a madman with a rifle sought to persecute the faithful at First Baptist Church on Sunday morning, he failed,” Fiene says. “Just like those who put Christ to death, and just like those who have brought violence to believers in every generation, this man only succeeded in being the means through which God delivered his children from this evil world into an eternity of righteousness and peace.”
I just want to pause and say:  whatever that is, and the speaker is identified as a Lutheran pastor, those ideas are not Christian, are not in keeping with any Christian doctrine I know, are not in anyway statements aligned with Christianity.  But then, neither are these, nor are they meant to be:

In a statement distributed to reporters Tuesday morning, Centers for Medicare & Medicaid Services (CMS) Administrator Seema Verma called the goal of covering more people a “hollow victory of numbers,” and instead called for changes that “reduce federal regulatory burdens, increase efficiency, and promote transparency and accountability.”

The announcement also promises to fast-track approval of states’ proposed Medicaid changes (which HHS grants in the form of waivers from existing Medicaid requirements) and to scrap some of the requirements that states report back to the federal government whether the changes improve health outcomes for recipients.  (emphasis added)

Shorter and sweeter:  screw people, we've got to save money!  Medicare and Medicaid aren't about helping human beings, they're about pinching dollars 'til George Washington screams!

Which, frankly, is the same attitude that Lutheran pastor displays:  the people in the pews in Sutherland Springs weren't people, they were just things.  The people on Medicaid aren't people:  they are cost units  impeding the goals of "reduc[ing] federal regulatory burdens" (on whom?), "increas[ing] efficiency, and promot[ing] transparency and accountability."  Helping people just gets in the way, because people don't matter.  Ideas matter; things matter; people are a damned inconvenience.  Or expendable, in the service of an idea.  And that's exactly where the Trump Administration and the Lutheran pastor join hands, and jump off the cliff.

And just to answer this question "Where was God?"  God was with the people of Sutherland Springs, wondering where the rest of us were.  God didn't make that gun, market that gun, sell that lunatic 450+ rounds of ammunition, or promise people in a small church a bullet proof shield.  God was with the people, wondering how much savagery the rest of us are going to allow, and why we still allow it.  I'm reminded of a Damon Knight story which I think Harlan Ellison published in one of the volumes of Dangerous Visions:  a devastating war has wiped out humankind, and God comes strolling through the aftermath, only to confront a sign meant for God that reads:  "WE WERE HERE!  WHERE WERE YOU?!"  Knight's feeble stab at theodicy.  In the case of the worst mass shooting in Texas history, the proper question comes from God:  "I WAS HERE.  WHERE WERE YOU?"

As a civilization, we are our brother's keeper at least to the extent of protecting them as best we can against violence like this.  Where were we, and what did we do, to try to keep this from happening?  We stop murderers, we stop drunk drivers, we work to abate floods and natural disasters, but against this we are helpless?  We can defend ourselves and others against acts of God (fire, flood, storm), but against a gunman with an arsenal and a boxful of bullets, we can do nothing?

Things don't matter.  Ideas don't matter.
People matter.

Friday, March 26, 2021

Ideas Don’t Matter. Things Don’t Matter. People Matter.*

*Unless there are guns involved. In that case, only guns matter. Or ideas.

Fuck it: things matter. Ideas matter. People don't matter for shit.

Friday, July 09, 2021

"America's premier journal of Main Street conservatism, promoting community, liberty, faith, family, and peace.

promoting community, liberty, faith, family, and peace." That's what AmCon magazine calls itself on its twitter page. But they are more Catholic than the Pope: and frankly are so dead wrong on this issue of soteriology I think even the USCCB would disagree with them (well, not unanimously, probably).

I'm tempted to use the quote in that first tweet to expound on my rejection of Christian soteriology itself; a rejection which is near total in my mind.  "Salvation" in 1st century Palestine meant physical salvation from barbarism; it was a termed used by Caesar (whoever was the reigning Caesar at the time by the times of the Gospels and after) to justify the Pax Romana, which "saved" those in the Empire (citizen or not) from the depradations of barbarism.  Recall the scene from "Life of Brian" where the revolutionaries try to justify overthrowing Rome and end up with a laundry list of the benefits of Roman civilization, and you're on the right track.  Salvation meant the benefits of Roman engineering and military protection (so long as the military wasn't aimed at you).  It really had nothing to do with metaphysics or what one of my Sunday school teachers called "pie in the sky by and by."

My rejection of most forms of Christian soteriology starts there.  For me, "salvation" is far more material than metaphysical, far more actual than promised in some "after-life."  The emphasis on that kind of salvation is precisely what's present in that quote; and precisely what's wrong with it.  Because frankly, this is monstrous:

Whatever good was present at the Ossossané ossuary—where those who had not yet encountered the fullness of Truth honored their dead as best they knew how—is increased a thousandfold in the cemeteries of the residential schools, where baptized Christians were given Christian burials. Whatever natural good was present in the piety and community of the pagan past is an infinitesimal fraction of the grace rendered unto those pagans’ descendants who have been received into the Church of Christ. Whatever sacrifices were exacted in pursuit of that grace—the suffocation of a noble pagan culture; an increase in disease and bodily death due to government negligence; even the sundering of natural families—is worth it.

Nothing drives that sentiment, that belief, that conviction, except the certainty that people don't matter and things don't matter, only ideas matter.  Start with the French missionaries "saving" the "pagans" by bringing their soteriology to the natives of Canada.  As the old story goes of the Inuit told by the missionary about this version of the Gospel, where you must accept it in order to be "saved":  "If you hadn't told me about this, would I have gone to hell?"  "No, of course not," replies the missionary.  "Then why did you tell me?"  Except Leary might think the natives were going to hell, because this atonement theory of soteriology only works if the damnation is absolute and ineradicable except by somehow believing in, and moreover "accepting" (never did figure out the precise mechanism of that) the blood sacrifice that God spared even Abraham, as something essential to being "saved."

Even as I type that I realize it's senseless.  I mean, seriously.  How does one assent to this proposition?  Are magic words involved?  Is there a concept that, after 60+ years in this, I still don't grasp?  I used to have earnest young Baptist girls ask me if I'd "accepted Jesus into my heart."  I asked them which ventricle he was supposed to fit in.  I was serious.  The metaphorical heart they clearly meant was not something I accepted people into; I loved them or I didn't.  I still love my wife, after 50+ years of knowing her.  Why? I can't really tell you.  Did I accept her into my heart?  Or is that a special status available only to Jesus?  I'm serious, this concept makes no sense to me at all.

So has God damned all souls who never heard the gospel?  All of humanity before, oh, Paul, doomed?  All of humanity beyond the reach of Christian missionaries, damned?  Who believes that nonsense anymore, and how do they justify it?  God is love, but sucks to be you?  I don't understand it, and I won't sugarcoat my disgust with it by trying to couch it in more "objective" or "rational" terms.  It's bullshit.  It's utter garbage, and as antithetical to the radical acceptance of persons that is the heart of the teachings of Jesus of Nazareth, that is the true "good news" of the gospels (a term that just means "good news"), of the "euangelion," that I reject it outright as fraud and lies and, if I believed in him, as coming from Satan.  But we don't need Satan to be this evil; we're completely capable of it ourselves.

"Whatever sacrifices were exacted in pursuit of that grace."   That is the chief sin of the Pharisees, at least as they are portrayed in the gospels (it's a false historical picture, but a useful foil here, as it is there).  Only ideas matter; people are unimportant.  It's a cruel and disgusting reversal of the first of all being last and servant of all,  because all must be servant, not to each other, but to the Idea.

And the Lord said unto him, Now do ye Pharisees make clean the outside of the cup and the platter; but your inward part is full of ravening and wickedness. 40Ye fools, did not he that made that which is without make that which is within also? 41But rather give alms of such things as ye have; and, behold, all things are clean unto you. 42But woe unto you, Pharisees! for ye tithe mint and rue and all manner of herbs, and pass over judgment and the love of God: these ought ye to have done, and not to leave the other undone. 43Woe unto you, Pharisees! for ye love the uppermost seats in the synagogues, and greetings in the markets. 44Woe unto you, scribes and Pharisees, hypocrites! for ye are as graves which appear not, and the men that walk over them are not aware of them. 45Then answered one of the lawyers, and said unto him, Master, thus saying thou reproachest us also.

Jesus there, in a dialogue Luke says connects directly to his crucifixion, is condemning the practice of raising the Idea above the person.  Leary is arguing it doesn't matter how those people lived or died; all that matters is their salvation.  How is that any different from the Pharisees and lawyers portrayed in Jesus' diatribe who insist on the purity of their righteousness by passing over "the love of God."  Perhaps it makes Leary feel better to think all is well because those who died were saved, and salvation is all that matters.  But the people Jesus attacks thought their rules and laws were all that mattered, too.

Ideas don't matter.  Things don't matter.  People matter.  You have to start there, or all the rest is desolation.

I honestly don't know of too many theologians who would argue in this day and age that salvation is all that matters, and all the rest after that mere persiflage.  I suppose there are a few pastors who hold to that horrific line, removing the last vestiges of the Gospel from what they declare is their Christianity.  It certainly isn't mine.  I want no part of it.  The salvation provided by the gospels is how we can see and learn that we must live as last of all and servants of all.  It is not some metaphysical prize that secures us the right place in the afterlife and so makes whatever life we live here insignificant.  It is not the only teaching of the Gospel that matters; because it's not a teaching of the gospels at all.  It was a concept unknown and undescribed until the 4th century, and even then it came along only as an apologia as the church spread into the more "sophisticated" Greek influenced world (I don't now slight Greek thought by that), and some better explanation of the crucifixion, of the worship of a crucified God, needed to be made.  Anselm universalized the message as best he could with the atonement theory, but that idea has long ago ceased to "provide light and life to its generation."  It is past time to let it go.

Or just to realize it isn't the only Christian idea out there.  Or indeed, the most important one.

Grant that thy Church may be delivered from traditions which have lost their life, from usage which has lost its spirit, from institutions which no longer give life and power to their generation; that the Church may ever shine as a light in the world and be as a city set on a hill.

HEAR OUR PRAYER, O LORD.

O Christ, may the Church, whom thou didst love into life, not fail thee in her witness for the things for which thou didst live and die.

TEACH US TO DO THY HOLY WILL, O LORD AND MASTER.

O Christ, the people who are called by thy Name are separated from each other in thought and life; still our tumults, take away our vain imaginings, and grant to thy people at this time the courage to pro-claim the gospel of forgiveness, and faithfully to maintain the ministry of reconciliation.

TEACH US TO DO THY HOLY WILL, O LORD AND MASTER.

I don't think worshipping salvation as the be all and end all of human life is teaching us to do God's will.  But maybe that's just me.


(Having finished this, I learn the summary of facts provided by this article refer to a current news story I wasn't already familiar with.  But now, knowing only the briefest details, I learn how much Mr. Leary leaves out, obfuscates, or just distorts in order to justify his position on what is good and what is bad here. I would call his version beastly; I would call it fiendish; but the truth is, it is human; all too human. “The ends justify the means.” Ecce homo.  Only we are capable of knowing that. Only we are capable of accepting that as truth, or convincing ourselves it is. To say it is human, very very human, to be capable of such cruelty, is the most damning thing I can come up with.)

I know this has started accreting, but this is closer to what I’m driving at, without as much specificity as to target. Laying down church law is ever so much easier than reaching out to the marginalized (and recognizing them as marginalized, which means they are people where they are, and not people when we’re through with them). Laying down the law makes us powerful; reaching out to the marginalized makes us vulnerable. I know which condition I think the Gospel calls us to bear.

Thursday, June 22, 2023

Back From The Afternoon Movie 🍿

And still none of them will date Charlie. Continuing the theme from yesterday, this time with more desperation. Ideas don’t matter. Things don’t matter. People matter. Except to Republicans. To Republicans, ideas are the only things that matter. Money is the only thing that’s real. And people are just things. Well, poor people especially. But people in general, too. All that matters is money; which, after all, is just an idea. Although it’s THE idea. The idea of money, which is the ideal of power. I’m overdoing it, aren’t I? Republicans think only ideas matter; and that people are things. "Justice” means “just-us.” So screw this due process and equal protection and burden of proof shit and LOCK HIM UP! Says the addle-patrd MD with no clue how government works or what the rule of law is. He’s not alone. Self-awareness is not their strong suit. Luna’s tweet is so stupid it makes my head hurt. Seems pretty clear now. "If I’m elected I promise to be a ruthless dictator who drives my (domestic) enemies before me and rejoices in the lamentations of their women,” is a helluva campaign slogan.

Friday, June 20, 2014

It's only bad when Nazis do it....*

In 1926, in the Commonwealth of Virginia, this happened:

Carrie Buck was a feeble minded woman who was committed to a state mental institution. Her condition had been present in her family for the last three generations. A Virginia law allowed for the sexual sterilization of inmates of institutions to promote the "health of the patient and the welfare of society." Before the procedure could be performed, however, a hearing was required to determine whether or not the operation was a wise thing to do.

Which presented this legal question to the Supreme Court in 1927:

Did the Virginia statute which authorized sterilization deny Buck the right to due process of the law and the equal protection of the laws as protected by the Fourteenth Amendment?

The Court heard arguments on April 22, 1927, and dispatched the matter by May 2, 1927:

The Court found that the statute did not violate the Constitution. Justice Holmes made clear that Buck's challenge was not upon the medical procedure involved but on the process of the substantive law. Since sterilization could not occur until a proper hearing had occurred (at which the patient and a guardian could be present) and after the Circuit Court of the County and the Supreme Court of Appeals had reviewed the case, if so requested by the patient. Only after "months of observation" could the operation take place. That was enough to satisfy the Court that there was no Constitutional violation. Citing the best interests of the state, Justice Holmes affirmed the value of a law like Virginia's in order to prevent the nation from "being swamped with incompetence . . . Three generations of imbeciles are enough."
And the issue is back: in Virginia, the assistant commonwealth attorney offered a plea bargain to Jesse Lee Herald which included a vasectomy "he had seven or eight children, all by different women, and we felt it might be in the commonwealth's interest for that to be part of the plea agreement."  Herald had previous convictions for minor crimes, none of which were related to fathering too many children; and his present arrest connected to children only because he flipped a car with a three year old in it.  Not a nice thing to do, but not exactly grounds for sterilization.  Still, his lawyer agreed to it, and so it shall be done.

But should it?

If you read the comments at the link and at Slate, the overwhelming answer seems to be:  "Yes."    Apparently allegedly fathering "too many" children renders Mr. Herald no better than a horse or a cow, and he must be castrated for the good of the herd (vasectomy is just a kinder, gentler form of castration; the goal is the same), or rather for the good of the "owners."  There's something a little frightening about that, about using public health as a justification for castrating an individual who might or might not be an inconvenience to the state, as Carrie Buck was.

And I think it shows the truth of Lt. Gen. Russell Honore's statement about the cleanup in Katrina, and the national reaction to it:  we are afraid of the poor.  It should be true that ideas don't matter; things don't matter; people matter.

Unless there is an idea that causes us to reduce people to objects; then ideas matter more than people. And it's especially easy to sink poor people beneath the level of our ideas; which shouldn't matter more than people, but they do; because they are ours.

And people are scary; especially poor people.

*No, not Godwin's law; as the Slate article points out, eugenics was widely supported in America until the Nazis gave it a bad name.  Even now, we don't have a definitive Constitutional argument against eugenics (as we do for slavery, say, or even racism, to some degree); it's mostly the aversion of the Nazis that makes us turn away.  Until it doesn't.....

Friday, April 14, 2017

Good Friday: A Meditation for 2017

I wrote this two years ago for Good Friday, and decided to re-post it this year.  Appropriate to the day, no art for this post; again.
There persists in corners of the internet those who think they are "wise" because they "know" there is no evidence for the existence of Jesus of Nazareth, and therefore Christianity itself is simply a sham.  Partly because it is Good Friday, I want to address this contention.*

First, Biblical scholars by and large agree there was a Joshua (Greek:  "Jesus") who lived in Nazareth in the 1st century, and preached in the countryside, and was crucified, dead and buried.  It isn't really a controversial point; even the infamous Quest of the Historical Jesus (which almost no one has read, these days) concluded that there was  Jesus of Nazareth alive at the time specified, and saying pretty much what he supposedly said.

That's not much of an argument, though, and even Biblical scholars don't spend much effort creating an airtight case for the matter.  It really isn't of much interest, there really isn't any sound reason to doubt it (given what we know of many personages of ancient times), so they move on.  Still, that's one response to those who insist Jesus was not "real."

Then there's the example of Socrates.  He lived in Athens, a literate culture at the time where many people apparently knew him.  He was well-known enough to make it into a play by Aristophanes; there's not much benefit to a story that mocks a person almost no one in the audience recognizes.  But otherwise, Socrates didn't leave much of a record.  Yes, there are the dialogues of Plato, but Socrates is a character in Plato's dialogues, not an historical figure whose every utterance Plato duly transcribed.  We know what Plato says Socrates said; we don't know what Socrates said.

And yet the thought, the ideas, attributed to Socrates form the foundation of Western culture and civilization.  You can't overstate the importance of Socrates; but we can't even be sure he is more than a fictional character, at least the Socrates of our knowledge.

Why does it matter that Jesus lived, if it doesn't matter that Socrates did?

The importance of both men is in what they said, much more than what they did.  Even from Plato's accounts Socrates just gadded about Athens, ignoring his wife and children, staying up all night drinking when he had the mind to, and generally pissing off Athens until they decided to put him to death, a sentence he almost dared them not to pass on him.  But it isn't his prodigious ability to drink that we admire in Socrates, or his ability to carry on a dialogue at the drop of a hat, or even his claim that the Delphic Oracle pronounced him the wisest man in Athens.

We remember what he said; or, more accurately, what Plato says Socrates said.  Which puts Socrates (it has been noticed before, this is nothing new) in the same place as Jesus.  In terms of what we know about them, and what we most pay attention to, it is what they said, not what they did, that matters.

Now you may point to the miracles attributed to Jesus, and say those matter.  But to whom?  The synoptics call those actions "acts of power."  John's gospel calls them "signs."  One displays the power of the individual; one seems to signify (literally sign-ify) something other than the act itself.  And whether or not you think the gospel writers recorded them faithfully and truthfully, is an act of faith itself.  You can, rather like Jefferson, read the words of Jesus and skip over the dunamin, the semeia.  You can set aside what he reportedly did, and focus on what he reportedly said.

Nothing, so far, requires proof that Jesus, or Socrates, for that matter, was an actual historical figure.  It is the words attributed to them, the ideas associated with them, that matter.  So why is it so important that Jesus have actually lived?

Maybe because Paul says that, if Jesus didn't die, then the resurrection is a nullity, and Christian faith a pointless endeavor.  A sound enough argument, but it applies only to believers.  If you believe Jesus' death has spiritual or even metaphysical implications for you, then the life and death of Jesus are important for reasons that have nothing to do with history.  If you only believe the words of Jesus are interesting, are perhaps no more valuable to you than the words of Heraclitus, or even Thales of Miletus, then what does it matter if Jesus actually said these things, or if some tradition somehow sprang up that attributed these words to a fictional character (a fantastical idea, actually, which presumes we are far superior to people of the 1st century, an arrogant and unsustainable presumption).  If the words matter, the life of the person doesn't.  And the words of Socrates matter much more than how he did, or didn't, treat Xanthippe.

So why does the life of Jesus matter so much?  Perhaps because the faith of so many Christians rests on the historical figure of Jesus, and presumably, without that history, Christian faith disappears?  Or would that be like the Grinch stealing Christmas?

You cannot convince the faithful that Jesus of Nazareth never lived, and isn't alive now.  If you do convince someone of that, they are no longer faithful (for better or worse).  But it only matters to the world if the reality of the theology mentioned by Paul, above, matters to the world.  As a minister of the gospel, I think it does matter; but that's a far cry from saying I think it should matter to everyone in the world and it's my responsibility to see that it does.  If you don't accept Paul's faith claim, you don't care if Jesus lived or didn't.  His death is not material to you.  His lack of existence is not material to you, either.

So if you insist on arguing that "Jesus of Nazareth never existed!," you are making a faith claim no different from those who insist "Jesus is Lord!" and all the earth must acknowledge it.  You are claiming that the death of Jesus does matter, but you must erase it so it can't matter, so you can be:  what?  Free?

Free from what?

I don't make this as some kind of sneaky evangelical claim meant to prove beyond cavil that my faith claim is the only permissible faith claim.  It matters not to me whether or not you think Jesus was ever alive.  What I don't understand is why it matters to much to you that I believe he was.  Because if he wasn't, what does that change?  A theological claim you reject anyway?

What's really bothering you about the reality of Jesus?*

*I stumbled across this, this morning.  It is a fine summation of the argument I'm referring to, so I add it as a footnote:


It is not an impossible situation. We can start with Jesus, and establish a careful reading of the New Testament shows he was not an actual person. Once that one has been cleared up, I think a lot of the others might just fall by the wayside.
The New Testament, of course, establishes no such thing, in either direction.  We can't escape Kierkegaard's argument about the existence of God:  if you don't accept such existence, it can't be proven; if you do, there's no need to.  I'm going to call this the "Grinch" argument from now on, since it presumes the entirety of Christianity falls if the historical Jesus is removed.  And because that argument (or is it a belief?) rests more on the need of the person making it, than on the needs of the persons who call themselves Christians. 

Sunday, March 29, 2026

He Is Legion, Because There Is Only Him

So I’m catching up on “Legion.” The FX show that aired some time back. I caught part of season two back then, but didn’t see it all and never really knew what was going on. Then again, I literally grew up watching Patrick McGoohan’s “The Prisoner,” a summer replacement show back when there were summer replacement shows. That one intentionally never completely made sense, so I got used to it. Still, you gotta have a program if you wanna know who the players are.

The antagonist of the show, the villain, is a guy who talks. A lot. It’s supposed to be a Marvel superhero show, and the villain’s supposed to have superpowers, but they never really show. Anyway, the details don’t matter. The villainy does.

The second season includes a narrator, who provides “lessons” that elucidate the action; what there is of it. In the tradition of the science fiction I grew up on, it’s a story of ideas; not technology or the “future,” but, really, what it means to be human. It’s mostly adolescent stuff; the stuff children think are “hard questions” and harder truths because… really, they have no idea. Children think it’s all good and evil, and the distinction is easy if you just remember the rules. Which works for the show because while the villain is supposedly centuries old, the good guys are “young people,” still struggling to figure out how to be adults in an adult world.

So, if you’re old enough, the ideas aren’t that interesting, either. Except the last one; the last lesson. The second season lessons are all about delusions, the mistaken assumptions young people, inexperienced children, as it were, are especially susceptible to. And the final delusion, is the idea that people don’t matter; that selfishness is the default setting of all of us, and we are stuck in it. The lesson is Plato’s allegory of the Cave, with a parallel modern version. The cave allegory is twisted a bit: the dwellers in the cave can’t look at the source of the shadows because reality would overwhelm and confuse them. They stick with the simple familiar, because the truth is too hard to see. “Humankind cannot bear very much reality” as Eliot said. But that’s where the final delusion enters in; the fear of reality. 

In the modern allegory, reality is a phone screen, where other people are not real, and so can be treated as badly as, well, children treat other children on social media (or adults treat anyone who isn’t in full agreement with them). But what if you put the phone down, and see a world full of people looking at the screens in their hands? That’s literally the endpoint of the”lesson.”

It’s an interesting allegory. But the point is: people are real; and people matter. Two things the villain denies.

He’s clever, the villain. He manipulates people. That’s his real “power.” Manipulation. Because he’s never the villain. He’s the “good guy.” He’s not the victim, whining about how unfair everything is. But he’s careful never to take responsibility for his actions. His actions are selfish, but he thinks they’re justified. He describes himself as a lion, at one point, except lions are predators; they have a place in the ecosystem. They don’t live to slaughter, to rule, to do exactly as they please to every other creature in the veldt. That’s what the villain wants to do. He thinks he’s a god, but to him that only means power. He has no other concept. He isn’t good, but he presents his story as if he is, and the protagonist is the real villain. But he uses everyone for his purpose. His actions are justified because other people don’t matter. And that, as the narrator says, is the greatest delusion of all.

Does this start to sound familiar? Like, maybe, an even more modern allegory? Because the villain, left to his own devices, would control the world, and treat every person on the planet as something that doesn’t matter; except as he can use them. The only thing that matters to the villain, is that he can manipulate other people.  And that is the true villainy.


IDEAS DON’T MATTER. 

THINGS DON’T MATTER.

 PEOPLE MATTER.

But the villain can’t possibly see that; can’t ever see that; can’t begin to conceive that. He thinks he’s a lion. He thinks he’s a god. He’s self-justified. 

Except he isn’t. No one ever is, are they?

Friday, April 03, 2015

Good Friday: A Meditation

I've learned to think of Good Friday as the day the church wears black, and strips the altar of all vestments and colors.  There shouldn't even be music on this day, just words and silence.  Oddly, the images I went looking for on Google for "Good Friday" were all rather relentlessly cheery, completely at odds with my interpretation of what this day, of all days on the Christian calendar, should be.  This should be the day Christians face the absolute reality of death, if only to better appreciate Easter morning.  So, no art for this post; it isn't appropriate.

There persists in corners of the internet those who think they are "wise" because they "know" there is no evidence for the existence of Jesus of Nazareth, and therefore Christianity itself is simply a sham.  Partly because it is Good Friday, I want to address this contention.*

First, Biblical scholars by and large agree there was a Joshua (Greek:  "Jesus") who lived in Nazareth in the 1st century, and preached in the countryside, and was crucified, dead and buried.  It isn't really a controversial point; even the infamous Quest of the Historical Jesus (which almost no one has read, these days) concluded that there was  Jesus of Nazareth alive at the time specified, and saying pretty much what he supposedly said.

That's not much of an argument, though, and even Biblical scholars don't spend much effort creating an airtight case for the matter.  It really isn't of much interest, there really isn't any sound reason to doubt it (given what we know of many personages of ancient times), so they move on.  Still, that's one response to those who insist Jesus was not "real."

Then there's the example of Socrates.  He lived in Athens, a literate culture at the time where many people apparently knew him.  He was well-known enough to make it into a play by Aristophanes; there's not much benefit to a story that mocks a person almost no one in the audience recognizes.  But otherwise, Socrates didn't leave much of a record.  Yes, there are the dialogues of Plato, but Socrates is a character in Plato's dialogues, not an historical figure whose every utterance Plato duly transcribed.  We know what Plato says Socrates said; we don't know what Socrates said.

And yet the thought, the ideas, attributed to Socrates form the foundation of Western culture and civilization.  You can't overstate the importance of Socrates; but we can't even be sure he is more than a fictional character, at least the Socrates of our knowledge.

Why does it matter that Jesus lived, if it doesn't matter that Socrates did?

The importance of both men is in what they said, much more than what they did.  Even from Plato's accounts Socrates just gadded about Athens, ignoring his wife and children, staying up all night drinking when he had the mind to, and generally pissing off Athens until they decided to put him to death, a sentence he almost dared them not to pass on him.  But it isn't his prodigious ability to drink that we admire in Socrates, or his ability to carry on a dialogue at the drop of a hat, or even his claim that the Delphic Oracle pronounced him the wisest man in Athens.

We remember what he said; or, more accurately, what Plato says Socrates said.  Which puts Socrates (it has been noticed before, this is nothing new) in the same place as Jesus.  In terms of what we know about them, and what we most pay attention to, it is what they said, not what they did, that matters.

Now you may point to the miracles attributed to Jesus, and say those matter.  But to whom?  The synoptics call those actions "acts of power."  John's gospel calls them "signs."  One displays the power of the individual; one seems to signify (literally sign-ify) something other than the act itself.  And whether or not you think the gospel writers recorded them faithfully and truthfully, is an act of faith itself.  You can, rather like Jefferson, read the words of Jesus and skip over the dunamin, the semeia.  You can set aside what he reportedly did, and focus on what he reportedly said.

Nothing, so far, requires proof that Jesus, or Socrates, for that matter, was an actual historical figure.  It is the words attributed to them, the ideas associated with them, that matter.  So why is it so important that Jesus have actually lived?

Maybe because Paul says that, if Jesus didn't die, then the resurrection is a nullity, and Christian faith a pointless endeavor.  A sound enough argument, but it applies only to believers.  If you believe Jesus' death has spiritual or even metaphysical implications for you, then the life and death of Jesus are important for reasons that have nothing to do with history.  If you only believe the words of Jesus are interesting, are perhaps no more valuable to you than the words of Heraclitus, or even Thales of Miletus, then what does it matter if Jesus actually said these things, or if some tradition somehow sprang up that attributed these words to a fictional character (a fantastical idea, actually, which presumes we are far superior to people of the 1st century, an arrogant and unsustainable presumption).  If the words matter, the life of the person doesn't.  And the words of Socrates matter much more than how he did, or didn't, treat Xanthippe.

So why does the life of Jesus matter so much?  Perhaps because the faith of so many Christians rests on the historical figure of Jesus, and presumably, without that history, Christian faith disappears?  Or would that be like the Grinch stealing Christmas?

You cannot convince the faithful that Jesus of Nazareth never lived, and isn't alive now.  If you do convince someone of that, they are no longer faithful (for better or worse).  But it only matters to the world if the reality of the theology mentioned by Paul, above, matters to the world.  As a minister of the gospel, I think it does matter; but that's a far cry from saying I think it should matter to everyone in the world and it's my responsibility to see that it does.  If you don't accept Paul's faith claim, you don't care if Jesus lived or didn't.  His death is not material to you.  His lack of existence is not material to you, either.

So if you insist on arguing that "Jesus of Nazareth never existed!," you are making a faith claim no different from those who insist "Jesus is Lord!" and all the earth must acknowledge it.  You are claiming that the death of Jesus does matter, but you must erase it so it can't matter, so you can be:  what?  Free?

Free from what?

I don't make this as some kind of sneaky evangelical claim meant to prove beyond cavil that my faith claim is the only permissible faith claim.  It matters not to me whether or not you think Jesus was ever alive.  What I don't understand is why it matters to much to you that I believe he was.  Because if he wasn't, what does that change?  A theological claim you reject anyway?

What's really bothering you about the reality of Jesus?*

*I stumbled across this, this morning.  It is a fine summation of the argument I'm referring to, so I add it as a footnote:


It is not an impossible situation. We can start with Jesus, and establish a careful reading of the New Testament shows he was not an actual person. Once that one has been cleared up, I think a lot of the others might just fall by the wayside.
I'm going to call this the "Grinch" argument from now on, since it presumes the entirety of Christianity falls if the historical Jesus is removed.  And because that argument (or is it a belief?) rests more on the need of the person making it, than on the needs of the persons who call themselves Christians. 

Thursday, October 15, 2015

Cleaning out the attic....


This is not the story I heard on NPR Monday morning, although the subject is the same (the linked story seems to be the only one available).  That story involved a study out of Germany with kindergarten students flashed pictures of sets (like apples and pears) and asked to determine how many of each were in the picture.  Mixed in with the pictures were pictures of their teachers.

The conclusion was the students who liked their teachers and saw their teacher's picture, did better on the test of cognitive skills; thus proving that student/teacher relationships matter to students.  This, Vedankram reported, may seem obvious, but because its science it gives credence to the idea for people seeking to "reform" education.

Because, apparently, God forbid we should talk to teachers about teaching.  I mean, what do they know?  Are they scientists?  Psychologists?  Sociologists?  Away with them, then!  It is only what science says that is true and can be trusted, can be quantified and so justify the expenditure of money, which is the great green god our culture worships, anyway.

The linked story is similar:  students who get along with their teachers do better than students who don't.  The teacher student relationship matters, which is why class size matters and why quality teachers matter.  It's also why "celebrity" teachers (the kind they were making movies about 20 years ago) are celebrities:  they have winning personalities.  Now, of course, if we could just manufacture enough celebrity teachers for every classroom in America, from kindergarten through college.

So, in teaching, it turns out that while things matter (computers, textbooks) and ideas matter (curricula), what first matters is people.  But people are not quantifiable, and we can't accept that human beings are relational creatures, until we at first turn that knowledge into scientific data.  It was obvious before that teacher/student relationships mattered, but now it's not just true, it's science!

We're living in the future Ray Bradbury warned us about.  In fact, that most of the science fiction of my childhood warned us about.  People don't matter unless we can turn them into ideas.  People don't matter until we first reduce them to things.  What people report is unverifiable.

What science reports is truthy.

Tell me again that science and the "reason" prated about by on-line atheists and Dawkins and Harris and Maher, isn't a religion.  It is accepted by some as blindly as any fundamentalist, and nothing is accepted that doesn't bear science's imprimatur or at least nihil obstat.

Wednesday, June 25, 2014

O, Freedom


I was 9 years old during the Summer of Freedom in Mississippi.  I might have learned the mnemonic to spell the state's name by then ("M-I-crooked letter-crooked letter-I-crooked letter crooked letter-I-humpback humpback-I"), but I probably connected it to the river, not the state.  I couldn't, in other words, have found Mississippi on a map.

I do remember that the greatest underlying fear of my childhood was violence.  Not violence from criminals, as I saw on TV every night (or "secret agents"), but from Southern rednecks (another term I didn't learn until I was older than 9).  I still remember a vague, insistent fear of violence in rural settings, on back roads, in the "wrong part of town," and the violence was always connected to white men.  I never really feared black men; I had a fear of white men.

A completely irrational fear, based on nothing at all.  Nothing tangible, anyway.  Vietnam was not yet on the nightly news every evening  The death counts and body bags and film of men firing automatic weapons in the jungle somewhere were not yet daily fare.  But I'm pretty sure my fear was already implanted before that, and it had a locus:  it was white men; it was Southern white men.

The kind of people I knew, though I didn't realize how much was not like them until the race riot at my high school.  The kind of people I lived around daily, who never did me a moment's harm; never made a threat to me; never so much as raised their voices to me.  Still, I had an undercurrent of fear, and it was attached to the violence possible from Southern men.

I finally figured out where that fear came from, last night, watching PBS.  Watching the old news reels, the old TV clips, listening to the descriptions of violence, I remembered the very real violence that seemed to be all around me in my childhood.  I remembered the tension, even though I didn't live in Mississippi or in any place touched by protests or changes in the law until 1970, when the public schools I attended were finally integrated.  Mostly, I found the source of my fear, a fear I'd long ago forgotten, but which came back like a demanding memory as I watched history unfold again.

Perhaps we would do well to recall the violence attendant upon the efforts to register blacks to vote in Mississippi.  Registration before the county clerk required an essay exam on the Mississippi constitution, one designed for blacks to fail, one they would fail because the white county clerk said so, because in Mississippi that county clerk's word was law on the matter.  Lists of those who had tried to register would run in local newspapers, simply to intimidate them into not trying again.  Volunteers during Freedom Summer bypassed the clerks by taking forms to blacks and returning the forms en masse, with no way for the clerk to determine who on the form was white, who was black.

And today, our Jubilee having been declared by the Supreme Court, states once again challenge voting registration by private groups.  They have learned from Mississippi 50 years ago.  Have we?

Three volunteers died that summer; it was violence meant to intimidate, though I'm sure it was more immediately violence against "outsiders."  It was people in Mississippi upset that their status quo was being challenged.  It was also, in so many ways, a huge mistake.  Murder is never justified, but the deaths of those three spurred people across Mississippi, especially the African Americans, to support the effort to register voters, to rise up, to not take it anymore.

People died for the right to vote; and it was within my lifetime.  It wasn't near to me or known to me at the time, but I felt the effects of it, I still carry memories of the fear of it.  I learned in my bones what a fearsome place the world could be, even though it never touched me directly.  I learned that such things must not be accepted or tacitly approved or ignored.  I daresay I learned that lesson better than Chief Justice John Roberts did.  I doubt he's learned that lesson at all.

Equity and equality under the law and equal access to all the rights of citizenship are the birthright of all Americans.  We still haven't lived that out, though we praise ourselves thinking we have always done so.  People died for that simple idea, because the evil truth prevails that people don't matter, only ideas and things matter.  We cannot destroy that evil, we can only oppose it, unflinchingly, with open eyes and open hearts, to the end of our days.

We can only insist that ideas don't matter, and things don't matter, until first people matter.  It is a simple thing:  when people matter, ideas and things take their right relationship with us.  When people matter, all things shall be well, and all manner of thing shall be well.

And the fire and the rose will be one.

Wednesday, June 08, 2016

"How can we know the dancer from the dance?"


Ideas don't really exist in a valley of their own making, no matter how much we may wish they did:

The 2016 presidential election was the perfect time to make that point, over and over again, and that's what the Sanders campaign forced into the national dialogue. As of this moment, Hillary Rodham Clinton is on record as backing tougher Wall Street reform than she might have been otherwise. Expanding Social Security is now the default position of most Democratic politicians, as is repealing Citizens United and putting the teeth back into the Voting Rights Act. And, of course, there is that pesky open seat on the Supreme Court. The only thing on which HRC hasn't changed is her innate hawkishness which, I admit, would give anyone pause.

I do hope Sanders campaigns all the way to the convention. I hope he talks to every superdelegate he can, but I hope he doesn't pitch himself as a reason to reverse the results of the process. He should get every one of them in a room and pitch them his policies, so they can take them back to their state legislatures or their county commissions as something to fight for.

He lost, but his ideas didn't. That should make a great deal of difference.
I left in that first paragraph to be fair to Pierce's point, and give you the reason why he hopes Sanders keeps campaigning to the convention.  I find his hope interesting, but his analysis lacking.  Because, for better or worse, Sanders is his ideas; just as Hillary Clinton is hers.  Let's face it, the difference between Clinton and Sanders is a thin one (the usual number is that they voted alike 93% of the time in the Senate), so the distinctions come down to personality and person.  We don't, after all, elect ideas:  we elect people.

Sanders has shown no ability to pitch his policies without pitching Sanders.  He's been in Congress for some 30 years now.  What has he accomplished?  I can point to laws passed because of the Liberal Lion of the Senate, the late Sen. Kennedy.  I can even point to a law sponsored by Sen. Kennedy and Sen. Hatch.

Who has Bernie worked with?  What has he shepherded through a bill into law?  Anything?  Anything?  Bueller?  Ferris Beuller?

That's what I thought.  Bernie's ideas aren't that compelling, and neither is he as their spokesman.  As Nate Silver has pointed out:

Clinton will be the Democratic nominee because substantially more Democrats have voted for her. In addition to her elected delegate majority, she’s received approximately 13.5 million votes so far in primaries and caucuses, compared with 10.5 million for Sanders.
It wasn't corporations or the establishment or even the media that prevented Sanders from getting more votes than Clinton; it was the voters.

Sanders can, of course, push his ideas.  But pushing them into the convention is starting to look like a temper tantrum; or a sore loser; or worst of all, a spoiler.  Sanders can't divorce himself from the ideas he wants promoted.  It's ethos, one of the basic concepts of Aristotelian rhetoric:  you don't listen to the argument of a person of poor character.  The argument itself, its logos, may be as sound as possible; but the audience doesn't get past the ethos, the character of the speaker.

Sanders is on the road to destroying his character entirely.  He's turning into a shrill caricature of himself, a person unwilling to consider opposing views, unable to reconsider his own positions.  His ideas will die with his reputation, his public character.  Ideas don't speak for themselves.  They need people to promote them.  If Bernie can't promote his ideas, because no one will listen to him, who will promote them?

In an ideal world it would not make a difference that Bernie lost, because his ideas wouldn't.  But this is not an ideal world, and Bernie is at risk of burying his ideas beneath his hubris.

Wednesday, December 18, 2013

The Story of a Soul

“I have laid great emphasis on the homelife of St. Therese, because of its great importance today. The need to foster the family, the good life of the community of the family, as a beginning in restoring all things in Christ, is a theme of the book I am writing.” 

--Dorothy Day (Archives: Letter, April 16, 1956) 

 I don’t think we can examine Pope Francis without understanding the significance Francis’ Jesuit background has on his papacy and on the move with respect to Burke. As a Jesuit, Francis has always lived in a community. Obviously, Francis enjoys people’s company which why he is living in the Vatican hotel. His experiences in community seem to inform Francis’ actions as Pope. The Church is just community on a grander scale. 

A reader at TPM.

I have a jackdaw mind; it grabs at shiny things.  "Community" is the term they drummed into us in seminary; but that was 20 years ago, and so much has changed.  The internet wasn't even the internet then.  Computers still ran 486 processors.  Cell phones were unknown.

So much has changed.

“I dutifully read The Story of a Soul and am ashamed to confess that I found it colorless, monotonous, too small in fact for my notice. What kind of a saint was this who felt that she had to practice heroic charity in eating what was put in front of her, in taking medicine, enduring cold and heat, restraint, enduring the society of mediocre souls, in following the strict regime of the convent of Carmelite nuns which she had joined at the age of fifteen?” (Therese by Dorothy Day, p. viii) 

It is the conceit of youth to think that only ambition matters; that small things are not worth the sweat ("Don't sweat the small stuff") and only large efforts that find a fulcrum from which to move the world are truly worthwhile.  I once gave a sermon, in seminary, where I used a television show as an example to convey my meaning.  A few days after the sermon a mother told me how much it meant to her son, how much it explained to him about Jesus, questions he was struggling with.  I was surprised; that wasn't my meaning.  Does it mean the same thing to him now?  Was that a fulcrum that moved his world?  I know enough of life to say I doubt it.  When I was in parish ministry, I annoyed enough people to lose two churches; but I moved some people, too.  They told me so.  Does one outweigh the other?  It should, but if I am truthful, it doesn't.  Still, was it worth it?  Yes, if only because they touched my life and, for a moment, I touched theirs.  Was that a fulcrum that changed their lives?  I doubt it; but again, I've learned that doesn't much matter.  We are not here to push levers and move worlds; we are here to care for one another, as it comes within our reach to do so.

Am I doing enough of that?  No, not at all; but that is another matter.  What matters is that we understand we do live in community; and that we try to get better at it.

Technology has proven already that it isn't as much help in that effort as we would like it to be.  Neither is doctrine.  Ideas matter only after we have touched people, and even then ideas that matter to us too soon become idols that matter more to us than the people we are supposed to care about.  "Am I my brother's keeper?"  Far easier to answer that question by saying we made sure to keep our brother and sister on the straight and narrow; far better to answer that question that we first cared for our brother and sister, and only later, if necessary, cared about what they thought or did.  Far better to remember that we must first be least of all, and servant of all.

That we should be like the shepherds, called to see the child in the manger because the child matters more than we do, and the child taught us to love the shepherds in the name of the child.


Monday, March 13, 2006

"Truth is Subjective"

Pastor Dan picks up on this quote from Judith Shulevitz' review of Daniel Dennet's book. And while it shouldn't bother me, it does. Because it continues to leave alive the seeming contradiction between religion and philosophy that doesn't really exist, except in the minds of people who understand neither, and gloss over Hume's real meaning in favor of saying he "destroyed natural religion."

Here's the quote from Shulevitz:

Faced with these dilemmas, philosophers concluded that there was only one way to tell religion from other apparent aberrations. Religion, they said, is what makes people feel religious. It puts them in touch with the Infinite or with what Freud called "the oceanic feeling." Defining religion as an experience, however, puts us back into the old Kantian world in which science goes here and religion goes there. An experiential definition of religion renders it impervious to empirical observation. You can never prove that someone feels religious, so you can never prove that something is a religion. The philosopher Søren Kierkegaard took this idea even further, saying that the nonreligious could never understand the truth of religion, because religious experience could be understood only subjectively, not objectively.
This is, in point of fact, precisely what Kierkegaard did not do.

"Truth is subjective," Kierkegaard famously wrote, but by that he did not mean that truth is mere sophistry, that what is true for me may or may not be true for you. He was following, in fact, in Hume's footsteps. Which is where we have to go, and do so by way of Kant.

Kant, as Shulevitz notes (rather reductively, but that's unavoidable in this cirumstance) divided the world into pure reason and practical reason. He was responding to Hume, who seemingly left reason in such tatters it could not recover. The problem has been ever since that some think Kant put Humpty Dumpty together again, and some understand he just invented a new Humpty Dumpty, a sort of hologram Humpty Dumpty, if you will. Dennett seems to be of the former category, the attitude that prevails (to be perfectly reductive and generalizing about it) in Anglo-American philosophical circles (and the reason they are usually dismissive of existentialism and other schools of phenomenology, which is primarily associated with "Continental" philosophers, primarily, most recently, Sartre, Heidegger, and Derrida).

So the lines are (very broadly) drawn. Now back to Hume.

Hume was the last great Empiricist, part of the "trinity" of great British empiricists, the other two being Locke and Berkeley. Empiricism (and it's influence on Anglo-American philsophers cannot be overstated) argued, contra Plato, that all knowledge comes only from sensory impressions. For Locke, this meant the mind was a "tabula rasa," a blank slate, upon which our experiences, via memory and the senses, wrote our knowledge (Locke is the reason we are so fascinated with memory and personal identity today. You can draw a straight line from Locke to Philip K. Dick, and to the movies "Memento" and "Batman Begins;" a line that obviously runs through Freud, too.)

Hume took this reasoning to its logical conclusion, arguing, among other things, that since he could not observe a "self" which in turn observed the world the senses told the "self" about, he had to conclude (as Shulevitz says Dennett does) that the "self" was an illusion (the validity of that we can discuss anon). But he also undid causation, and did so by developing a method of determining, quite rigorously, what could be known.

He did so by distinguishing two types of ideas: analytic, and synthetic. In briefest summation, synthetic ideas are those known through experience (more technically, information known a posteriori, not a priori). And example is the knowledge that a given stone is heavy. Analytic ideas are known a prior (a bow to Socrates), but are purely about relations of ideas; an example is 2 + 2 = 4. Synthetic ideas are encountered in the world, and so there are consequences to them; however, they don't reveal any truth. Analytic statements are true, but their truths are irrelevant.

Remember, these are the two kinds of statements we can make: they all divide into analytic, or synthetic, according to Hume; and while the argument over the precise nature of the divide rages in modern philosophy, the importance of the division to empiricism is not really questioned.

But Hume went one step further with his emphasis on observation. He annihilated the "self" by arguing he could never observe a self observing sensory perceptions, and therefore the "self" was just an illusion, a concept arising from the activity of perception itself, which activity, Hume argued, was all that could be known. Well, from that reduction of observation, he went to causation itself. First Hume argued that causation was a synthetic judgment; we know it only from experience, and our reasoning about it is always a posteriori. That is, we determine causation only after the fact. This much is sound "scientific" reasoning. But, says Hume, just as we can never observe a "self" observing sensory impressions, we can never observe a precise connection between the cause and the effect. Based on experience (which is a posterirori), we assume there is one. But that assumption is not proof. We cannot, actually, prove causation; we can only assert it, and that assertion is not enough. Minutely as we might observe the cue ball strike the 8 ball, we cannot say before the fact what will happen before the balls collide, especially if we are seeing it for only the first time. What we can say is what we expect to happen, but that expectation undoes our observation, because the connection between one event (moving cue ball, stationary 8 ball) and the next (moving 8 ball due, says physics, to a transfer of energy) cannot be shown. It can only be assumed, based on experience.

Must the cue ball move the 8 ball? Experience says it will. But how do we know? We must run the experiment. This, of course, is where science would seem to grind to a halt. The experiment says that, under certain conditions, certain results follow. But until we run the experiment, we don't know that is true. Once we run it, will it be true again? We'll have to run the experiment. Rather like Zeno's paradox of the turtle and Achilles, our observation is reduced to a nullity. We cannot, in other words, soundly predict what will happen. We can only, at best, say what we expect to happen.

And in that state of affairs we cannot validly predicate causation.

Kant reestablishes the validity of observation (especially our observation of causation) by linking our perceptions to reality through ideas (hence the name of Kantian school of philosophy, Idealism). He resorts, essentially, to Plato, to defeat the non-Platonic empiricism. To greatly reduce his subtle and complex argument, the crux of the matter is that while we cannot know things in themselves (the Ding an Sich for Kant, and there Hume remains triumphant) we can know the ideas related to those things, and for us, those ideas are reality, so the attempt to separate them from the things in themselves (the ding an sich) is ultimately bootless, because we only talk about the ideas anyway. Might as well accept them as real. On that split arises modern philosophy, and the Enlightenment, with it's assertion that reason is superior to belief, because the products of reasoning can be empirically established. But empirically established by idealism, not by direct observation (Kant and Hume both seal us away from the things in themselves). Kant, in other words, sort of gets folded back in, even as the staunchest materialists (like Dennett) try to reach around idealism and appeal to empiricism (if they grasp Hume fully, they are left with with his conclusion, summed up among philosophy students as: "No matter; never mind." Not a position entirely useful to a materialist.) .

This is also where modern philosophy turns toward language, something that becomes an abiding interst of philosophers as different as Austin, Wittgenstein, and (again) Derrida. All Hume really leaves philosophy with, in the end, is language. We cannot really establish anything (not without being Kantian Idealists), and so we have to talk about what we are talking about. Philosophy turns, in other words, on it's own tools: language.

Now, what does Hume have to do with Kierkegaard?

Kierkegaard is both post-Hume and post-Kant, and following somewhat on Descartes, becomes more concerned with the existence of the individual than with the "big idea" of the nature of existence. Hume has already established, at one end, that this "big idea" is at least very difficult, if not impossible, to discuss in philosophical terminology (which would lead to the intense focus of some philosophers on language itself), and Kant at the other had re-established our ability to speak of such things by appealing to trascendent ideals much larger than even humanity itself. That lead philosophy to the rarified atmosphere of Hegel's Idealism, which Kierkegaard was reacting against (in no small part because there is not much room for either individuality, or the God of Abraham active in human affairs, in Hegel's philosophy of history; at least not enough to satisfy Kierkegaard). But where Hume said we cannot speak of truth because we can never identify it objectively, Kierkegaard turned the coin over and said: well, then, truth is subjective.

But then we are referring, of course, to two different kinds of truth. The problem with Hume's definition of the self, for example, is that it leaves one (in our day, if not Hume's 18th century) with the image of a TV screen receiving pictures (sense impressions) in an empty room, yet somehow those sense impressions are turned into reactions, conduct, knowledge, even memories. By whom, or what? The TV itself? The room? The impressions themselves, reaching some kind of mysterious critical mass in some way we can't quite explain, and so we discard the whole process, even as we rely on it? Objectively, Hume is right. But as Kierkegaard pointed out, objectively is not the way we examine our own existence. We cannot stand outside of our own existence an examine it as we would a vase or a favorite pet. So, while objectively we may say we cannot observe the activities of this thing we call a self, that is because objectively, we are speaking nonsense.

Kierkegaard sardonically wrote of the man who got so outside his own existence, determined to be objective about observing all things, that he awoke one morning to find he no longer existed! It was his way of pointing out that the truth which is most important to us has less to do with Aristotelian observation of data, and more to do with the Socratic concern "How should we then live?" (This is where Tillich grounds his idea of God's relationship to humanity being one of "ultimate concern" to the individual. What, asks Tillich, could be more important to one's existence, than the relationship with God?) This emphasis on the individual seems very natural to us, but it is indeed very much the product of Romaniticism. But that is still another essay!

The issues of the difficulty of our observation raised by Hume are left intact here. The answer of Kant is left intact as well. What shifts is the ground of the discussion. What is most important to the individual: establishing the validity of our construct of consciousness (which both Hume and Dennett, after him, were concerned with), or establishing the validity of our existence in the world? What is the truth of your love for your family? Can you establish it scientifically, empirically? Can you establish it for me so that I can objectively see the validity of your love? (Does that even matter to you?) And yet which is more important to you as a matter of "ultimate concern"?

So it comes down, finally, to a matter of language, where Hume almost 200 years ago. What is truth? Well, what do you mean by the term?
what, in Wittgenstein's terms, language game are you playing? He explains the matter this way:

In religion every level of devoutness must have its appropriate form of expression, which has no sense at a lower level. This doctrine, which means something at a higher level, is null and void for someone who is still at the lower level; he can only understand it wrongly and so these words are not valid for such a person.
Empiricists like Dennett are still struggling with Hume (a far better philosopher, W.V.O. Quine, for example, worked to save empiricism from Hume's nihilism, without resorting to Kant's idealist escape hatch). Materialists like Dennett insist truth can be known only in terms of the material universe, but Hume leaves them unable even to talk about that universe, without resorting in some way to Kant's idealism.

Which leaves us in a rather dry place. Wittgenstein, ironically, can point a way out, by reference to that "subjectivity of truth" we started with:

Christianity is not a doctrine, not, I mean, a theory about what has happened and will happen to the human soul, but a description of something that actually takes place in human life. For 'consciousness of sin' is a real event and so are despair and salvation through faith. Those who speak of such things (Bunyan for instance) are simply describing what has happened to them whatever gloss anyone may want to put on it.