Friday, April 22, 2005

The Pope is a scandal to the world

The Pope is a scandal to the world. I wrote elsewhere that to declare the existence of a good God is a scandal in itself to all of us who don’t know the peace of Christ, to all those without faith. And it provokes a reaction. The juxtaposition of the media coverage of the death of Pope John Paul II with the election of Pope Benedict XVI caused me to reflect on how passing and empty is the praise of the world. Not withstanding Christopher Hitchens, for the most part people held their fire as the world took notice of the enormous outpouring of love for Pope John Paul II on his passing. It could not be overlooked; it was too big. The election of Pope Benedict XVI and its coverage, however, has political calculations involved, agendas, and the prior absense of malice in covering John Paul II could even lend itself to those purposes, giving one cover, plausible deniability, on the order of, "Why, this isn't anti-Catholicism, it's about the man they have elected." The obvious example is that Benedict XVI is too conservative. But also, in what must be the most outrageous claim to date, some quarters want to tar him as a Nazi because he happened to be born at a time and a place where he could not avoid living with the government in power.

Now, to be fair, I'm not advocating circling the wagons and protecting "our man" blindly. I'm saying that a full and fair accounting of the new pope will coincide largely with the Jerusalem Post's assessment.

An obvious parallel suggested itself to me. Jesus himself was welcomed into Jerusalem with hosannas (Matthew 21), with the whole city shaken, and then shortly thereafter was put to death, the crowd shouting out "Let him be crucified!" (Matthew 27). The parallel is rather even closer than that of analogy. For Catholics, the Pope is the Vicar of Christ, "the man on earth who represents the Son of God" see Crossing the Threshold of Hope, Chapter 1), so it is, I would suggest, part of the job description of Pope to accept the same treatment Jesus received. MOreover, it is, in fact, the job description of each and every Christian.

I found this discussion between a reporter and John Paul II on the Pope as Vicar of Christ, in Crossing the Treshold of Hope. The reporter begins:

In front of me is a man dressed in the white of ancient custom, with a cross over his chest. This man who is called the Pope (from "father," in Greek) is a mystery in and of himself, a sign of contradiction. He is even considered a challenge or a "scandal" to logic or good sense by many of our contemporaries.

Confronted with the Pope, one must make a choice. The leader of the Catholic Church is defined by the faith as the Vicar of Jesus Christ (and is accepted as such by believers). The Pope is considered the man on earth who represents the Son of God, who "takes the place" of the Second Person of the omnipotent God of the Trinity.

Each Pope regards his role with a sense of duty and humility, of course, but also with an equal sense of confidence. Catholics believe this and therefore they call him "Holy Father" or "Your Holiness."

Nevertheless, according to many others, this is an absurd and unbelievable claim. The Pope, for them, is not God's representative. He is, instead, the surviving witness of ancient myths and legends that today the "adult" does not accept.

Note the different definition of 'adult' the world gives compared to Pope Benedict XVI:

"Being an adult means having a faith which does not follow the waves of today's fashions or the latest novelties," he said. "A faith which is deeply rooted in friendship with Christ is adult and mature."

So we should not be surprised by vilification of the Pope. Perhaps it is those very people who are screaming the loudest against him who are looking for a proper Christian response. It may be they are demanding an experience of charity, something entirely new to them, because the world cannot give it. We must be ready to give it. Perhaps Hitchens, like Saul, is on the edge of conversion and salvation.

Thursday, April 07, 2005

The Ugliness of Love

I posted this at another website that was discussing the relics of saints, and the different reactions to them.

True Love Is Ugly

The human person is drawn to and by the beautiful. There is indeed an aesthetic side to how God communicates with us, and how we communicate with each other. God is himself the Good, the True, and the Beautiful. As well, God is Love.

There is another side, though. The world as we know it is fallen. The path through which we walk is a vale of tears. We experience both the beauty of our world and its fallenness. However, the world cannot admit ugliness, it can only countenance the beautiful, as witnessed by hollywood, plastic surgery, anorexia/bulimia, and euthanasia. My reflections of late have led me to see that at times, perhaps often, true love is ugly. If you love Christ in his sacrifice, as he hung from the cross, his body whipped and pierced, for us, then it could be no other way.

Pope John Paul II was himself an artist, an actor, who I strongly suspect would have followed Stanislavski's method acting, as the actor incarnates, brings to life, that character he portrays. But late in his life, he became a smaller man, a disabled man, who drooled as he spoke, who would not hide the reality of his bodiliness. Why? The short answer is, for us. He was naked and was not ashamed. He held his dignity even as he revealed his woundedness, and united that wound with Christ's wounds. As his end of life was covered simultaneously with Terri Schiavo's he spoke to the world. It is said that beauty is in the eye of the beholder, but what if it is truer to say that with time we come to see a beauty that is not available to the world, such as it is with a spouse, a loved one who is ill, a child with Down's syndrome. It is not hard for those who grew up with, or old with, this pope, to love him still.

As a boy I was the only one on the baseball team who refused to go to the funeral of a team members' relative. The thought of seeing a dead body repulsed and scared me. That is where I began, but not where I am today.

Looking back over my personal life, I ask myself, "Who loved me?" And, "How do I know?" The answer (one answer) is, my father. After his conversion experience, he would share the love that he came to know of his God, Father Son and Holy Spirit. And it would overwhelm him, and he would lose his composure, sometimes witnessing in public, because the love and forgiveness he experienced would cause him to weep. It overwhelmed me, embarrassed me. But I know beyond doubt that he loves me. And I would be so lost without it.

So I am grateful to my father, and our Holy Father, and our Father above, for ugly things.

Friday, April 01, 2005

David Hart on dualism and Terri Schiavo

Strange, here he is again. I keep bumping into this fellow's writings. Worth reflecting on:

Of this I am certain, though: Christians who understand their faith are obliged to believe that she was, to the last, a living soul.

Another recent article on the way dualistic assumptions make their way into political arguments by Patrick Lee & Robert P. George is here.

And finally, the comments page to the Hart article raises the issue of theodicy, in this case an inversion of Dostoevsky's argument, in Brothers Karamazov, about the justice of paradise founded on even a single tortured child's suffering:

For myself, further, I also hold that triage is necessary, and that the costs of one Terry Schiavo's medical care is probably the lost resources for a thousand or ten thousand starving children in Africa, and that if some version of God countenances saving one and losing ten thousand, then he is an evil god indeed. I blaspheme here, proudly. Stalin comes to mind, one death is a tragedy, a million is a statistic.
Not surprising to me to find it at work in our moral struggling.

Wednesday, March 30, 2005

Tsunami and Theodicy

A good article in First Things by David B. Hart on theodicy (A Christian defense of a good God in the face of the existence of evil) is here. He writes:

I do not believe we Christians are obliged—or even allowed—to look upon the devastation visited upon the coasts of the Indian Ocean and to console ourselves with vacuous cant about the mysterious course taken by God’s goodness in this world, or to assure others that some ultimate meaning or purpose resides in so much misery. Ours is, after all, a religion of salvation; our faith is in a God who has come to rescue His creation from the absurdity of sin and the emptiness of death, and so we are permitted to hate these things with a perfect hatred. For while Christ takes the suffering of his creatures up into his own, it is not because he or they had need of suffering, but because he would not abandon his creatures to the grave. And while we know that the victory over evil and death has been won, we know also that it is a victory yet to come, and that creation therefore, as Paul says, groans in expectation of the glory that will one day be revealed. Until then, the world remains a place of struggle between light and darkness, truth and falsehood, life and death; and, in such a world, our portion is charity.

And to digress a moment, a previous article by Hart gets to the heart of many of the issues I find myself confronted with, though Tom has raised concerns about the article. To be discussed later.

In discussing the format for this blog, that is the issues Tom and I think most pressing, we had the following exchange:

[erico] I think a big theme for me, that’s always been in the back of my thoughts, is the scandal of evil in a good world created by a good God. I think that many of the political issues of the day have this anger and pain behind it. To declare the existence of a good God is a scandal in itself to all of us who don’t know the peace of Christ, to all those without faith. And it provokes a reaction.

[tombot] YES - WE MUST DISCUSS THE PROBLEM OF THEODICY - GOOD GOD + EVIL IN WORLD + INNOCENCE/GUILT. THIS (FOR ME) IS THE ISSUE.

WE AGREE PROFOUNDLY- THE ANGER IS PRIMORDIAL ALONG WITH THE WOUND - THE ONLY JUSTIFICATION FOR FAITH THEN WOULD BE AS AN ATTITUDE THAT ALLOWED THE UNIVERSE TO BECOME SOMETHING MORE THAN A MERE ECHO CHAMBER OF THE WOUND.

AS YOU IMPLY - THE FAITHFUL ARE THE DEFENSE LAWYERS FOR A GOD ON TRIAL - THAT WOULD CERTAINLY APPEAR TO BE THE CASE IN TODAY'S WORLD.

IN MY CURRENT MUSINGS I IMAGINE FAITH AS THE CODE-BREAKER OR DE-SCRAMBLER FOR THE TRANSMISSIONS THAT OUR LIFE EXPERIENCE SENDS OUT TO US. MY LAMENT IS THAT SO MANY OF THE FAITHFUL JUMP OVER THE SIGNALS THEMSELVES IN FAVOR OF THE "ANSWERS" TO THE CODE - WHICH THEY THEN DECLARE AS SELF-EVIDENT AND SELF-EXPLANATORY THINKING THAT THESE CAN BE GIVEN, SHARED, PROCLAIMED IN A VACUUM. WHEN IN FACT THEY ARE UNSURPASSED IN THEIR SCANDALOUS PERPLEXITY.

THE BREAKING OF THE CODE WOULD HAVE SOMETHING TO DO WITH THE "BINARY OPPOSITIONS" AND CONTRADICTIONS THAT MAKE UP OUR WORLD. THE TEMPTATION IS ALWAYS TO CHOOSE ONE SIDE OF THE EQUATION AS "GOOD" AND TO SCAPEGOAT THE OTHER (GIRARD). -- FOR EXAMPLE - POLITICAL LOYALTY VS. PHILOSOPHICAL TRUTH - PRIVATE FREEDOM/PUBLIC ORDER, FAMILY RELATIONS VS CIVIC RESPONSIBILITY - SEXUAL DESIRE VS. DETACHED CONCERN, JEWS/GENTILES -- CHURCH/WORLD-- CHRISTIANITY AT ITS BEST OFFERS THE "BOTH-AND" SOLUTION - A REALM OF CHARITY IN WHICH VARIOUS TENSIONS, FACTIONS, INCLINATIONS MAY ASSUME THEIR OPTIMUM PROPORTIONS.

I HAVE MORE TO SAY ON THIS THEME - GOTTA GO. TOM

Sunday, March 06, 2005

Hell as Eternal Pleasure

There is no denying that there are new drugs on the market that can help lift depression, for example Prozac and the next generation of drugs in the same family. Yet, if the drugs in themselves could bring about happiness, then those struggling with depression would not stop using them. But they do. I think I would be more likely to approve of prescribing Prozac along with therapy, so that it would act as an aid during a more comprehensive treatment. This is in fact standard practice for many therapists.

The underlying question is whether happiness can be acheived through a purely biological remedy, which is in fact a question about whether there is a spiritual component to humankind, or if we are reducible to our biology. But if so then the drug addict whose pleasure centers are on overdrive ought to be happy, and they clearly are not. I think of that pitiable soul who emerged from a hole in a wall during a Geraldo Rivera special warning others not to follow in her footsteps as a heroin addict. I still recall the look on her face as she declared that she lived in hell.

And so, I aver the distinction to be made is between happiness as pleasurable sensations and happiness as a side effect of goodness. Though all of the lower level biological systems are in order, are being fed on pleasure, it is still impossible to be happy if you are not in communion with your God. (and if you do choose God, then you know that you are going to have to give up the drugs). This is why Bernard Lonergan, in his study of human understanding, goes through hundreds of pages of analysis, touching the fields of mathematics, physics, biology, the sciences, and at the end, at chapter 18, begins his chapter on The Possibility of Ethics, and the notion of the good, in which we are involved in "deliberation and decision, choice and will."

There's an interesting exchange between Adam Tierny and myself after his blog entry at in the agora on happiness as a physical process and materialist presuppositions.

Saturday, March 05, 2005

Andrew Sullivan Disrespects the Pope

It has been a week and Mr. Sullivan has subsequently published other letters from readers of his website, but he has neither responded in private to my own letter to him, nor made any modifications to his initial statement on the Pope, nor published my letter to him on his letters page. So I am publishing his comment and my response to it here. On Friday, February 25, Mr. Sullivan wrote:

The Pope's Life: We have been informed that the pontiff's current suffering and persistence against multiple illnesses and debilities is sending a message about the dignity of suffering and the importance of life. There is indeed a great truth to that. But there is also a point at which clinging to life itself becomes a little odd for a Christian, no? Isn't the fundamental point about Christianity that our life on earth is but a blink in the eye of our real existence, which begins at death and lasts for eternity in God's loving presence? Why is the Pope sending a signal that we should cling to life at all costs - and that this clinging represents some kind of moral achievement? Isn't there a moment at which the proper Christian approach to death is to let it come and be glad? Or put it another way: if the Pope is this desperate to stay alive, what hope is there for the rest of us?

My response:

Date: Sun, 27 Feb 2005 22:51:29 -0800 (PST)
From: "Eric Ortwerth"
Subject: LETTERS do not disrespect my Pope, dismiss his suffering, or mischaracterize what he is about
To: andrew@andrewsullivan.com

Mr. Sullivan,

I do not know whether you are Catholic, or Christian.
But there is an admonishment in the bible to
discretely take aside a brother in Christ to correct
him, in charity. So you may choose to consider this
letter private, and not publish it, and I won’t think
less of you for it. On the other hand, from my
perspective your post on the Pope's health cannot
stand without some form of response on your part to my
letter. If this note slips past your notice I will
publish it on my own site at the least. I do not wish
to assume too much in your short paragraph on Pope
John Paul II’s health. But there are clear instances
of mischaracterization and callousness on your part.
And you are speaking to a large audience that you have
sway over. So I feel I cannot let your words pass
without correction, though I may prefer to. I am
perhaps sensitive to the euthanasia issue behind
discussions of suffering, “clinging to life”, and the
Catholic Church’s opposition to euthanasia.
Especially with Terri Schiavo’s life on the line at
this time. But also because you risk missing what the
Pope’s acceptance of suffering is all about. And you
may lead others to miss it as well. Remember, Jesus
said, “Woe be to the gatekeepers!”

There is a charge made against the Catholic church of
indifference and insensitivity to the suffering of the
terminally ill, in its opposition to euthanasia, when
it is argued that those who are suffering ought to be
given the option of release through so called mercy
killing. And so it is important to the powers of the
world to dismiss this great Pope, who has embraced his
suffering in witness (the root meaning of the word
martyr) to the value and dignity of human life, who
has united his suffering with Christ on the cross and
in solidarity with all those who suffer in the world.
Your phrasing is callous and dismissive of his witness
to the value and dignity of life, even life lived in
pain, that Pope John Paul II has explicitly stated he
wished to give to the faithful and to the world.

You may go back to March 25, 1995 with the publication
of Pope John Paul II’s EVANGELIUM VITAE to hear the
Pope’s message on the Value and Inviolability of Human
Life. Or you may read his invitation to the young
people of the world at the 1992 World Youth Day in
Denver, in which he invoked Jesus’ words in John
10:10, “I came that they might have life, and have it
to the full”. For many years he has drawn a line in
the sand between the Culture of Life and the Culture
of Death. So when you write that “We have been
informed
[emphasis mine] that the pontiff's current
suffering and persistence against multiple illnesses
and debilities is sending a message about the dignity
of suffering and the importance of life,” I should
hope it didn’t really come as a surprise to you. At
least take him at his word.

You also misrepresent Christianity as diminishing the
here and the now as somehow “unreal” or insignificant
so as to knock it down more easily. You write, “Isn't
the fundamental point about Christianity that our life
on earth is but a blink in the eye of our real
existence, which begins at death and lasts for
eternity in God's loving presence? Why is the Pope
sending a signal that we should cling to life at all
costs - and that this clinging represents some kind of
moral achievement?” First, you may be pleased to know
that the Catholic position on euthanasia is that there
is no requirement for extraordinary medical means to
be taken to extend the life of a terminally ill
person, should they decide against it. But one may
not directly take one’s own life or ask another to do
so. Food and water, by the way, is not extraordinary
medical treatment, according to the Pope, if you wish
to consider the case of Terri Schiavo. By your logic,
if the Pope ought to call it a day, because he can’t
speak, though there is a quickness to his mind,
certainly you must hold that Mrs. Schiavo’s life is
worth even less. Second, the kingdom of God is here,
now, as well as coming, it is a both/and, not an
either/or proposition. Third, it stikes me as far
more adequate to say that the fundamental point about
Christianity is that the Messiah has come, but he is
not at all what was expected, the king has taken the
form of a slave, has accepted suffering, dismissal,
ridicule, crucifixion—and God has heard the cry of his
Son. The stone that was rejected has become the
cornerstone. Please do not impute desperation to the
Pope’s acceptance of his suffering, following his Lord
in the garden who said “Let this cup pass from me, but
not my will, but thy will be done.” (paraphrasing).

At root, the issue seems to be that many people think
of suffering as an unqualified evil, and it is
certainly an evil that is not to be minimized; it is a
scandal, a stumbling block to faith in God (i.e. if
there is a good God how can such bad things happen?)
and I won’t minimize that anger and pain. But that is
why the Pope’s witness is so important—it points the
way ahead for us. On the other hand, from what you
have written, you may be the one guilty of dismissing
the Pope’s suffering as meaningless. There is in the
Catholic tradition, at least, an understanding of a
redemptive component in suffering, in uniting your
suffering to Christ’s suffering on the Cross. If you
can offer up your joys to Christ in prayer, why not
your suffering, as well? This is a mystery,
ultimately, a wisdom that perhaps the world must find
to be folly. Not to leave you or your readers
stranded, I invite you to read the life of Saint
Maximillian Kolbe, canonized October 10, 1982 by Pope
John Paul II as a martyr.

In summation, you may take a principled position in
favor of euthanasia, though you would be wrong, but at
the very least do not disrespect my Pope, dismiss his
suffering, or mischaracterize what he is about.

In Christ,

Eric Ortwerth
Eortwerth2000@yahoo.com
www.convoid.blogspot.com

Though the rhetoric is heated in Jeff Jacoby's article, and I do not wish to add any suffering to the family of the man who killed himself, a useful contrast is seen between the choice of suicide taken by Hunter Thompson, may he find peace, and the Pope's decision to endure suffering. You may wish to read Jeff Jacoby's piece, An Inglorious Suicide which reads in part:

''It wouldn't be accurate to say Thompson had a death wish,'' Mark Layman wrote for Knight Ridder. ''Just the opposite: He was the self-described 'champion of fun.' '' Douglas Brinkley, the well-known historian and Thompson family friend, declared that Thompson ''made a conscious decision that he had an incredible run of 67 years, lived the way he wanted to, and wasn't going to suffer the indignities of old age.'' One journalist after another seized the moment to reminisce about some wild evening once spent with Thompson, whose suicide they seem to regard as one last piece of roguish bad craziness from an irrepressible original.

How striking is the contrast between Thompson's tawdry death and the excruciating struggle of Pope John Paul II, whose passionate belief in the sanctity of life remains unwavering, even as Parkinson's disease slowly ravages him. The pope's example of courage and dignity sends a powerful message, but the chattering class would rather talk instead about why this stubborn man won't resign. Meanwhile they extol Hunter Thompson and are itching to know — are his ashes really going to be fired from a cannon?

Thursday, February 24, 2005

Peggy Noonan Part II

I have a degree in English. I've studied poetry, but never loved it. I was too impatient, it was too puzzling. Assuming my friend would feel similarly, I recall telling him that I didn't read poetry and I didn't really see that it was worth my time. He replied by saying it was the only thing worth reading. A simple yet powerful rejoinder. And it got me to thinking. Poetry is involved in providing a vision, where prose can only offer analysis. It changed my perspective. Peggy Noonan's article described poetically St. Joseph Cupertino as the best candidate for Patron Saint of the Internet because "he flew through the air, lifted by truth." That is the intention of this site (and has something to do with its name), to provide a space where faith can live, when the analyses of the world have dismissed it. She continues, "Because no establishment could keep him down. Because he empowered common people. Because they in fact saw his power before the elites of the time did." There will always be systems that seek to do away with the inviolable sanctity of the person. This site says let no man be a gatekeeper to the narrow gate of salvation. We are in a world today where no assumptions about the possibility of attaining truth are legitimate in the eyes of the elite, but as tombot has eloquently written, we do in fact seek the truth. Peggy Noonan honors that search consistently, and it is a lifting of a weight, as if one might fly.

Peggy Noonan on Humility and Charity

Peggy Noonan has challenged her readership: "Today I post thoughts blog-style. There is, however, a theme. Find it."

I would like to take a stab at identifying the theme that runs through Ms. Noonan's February 24 article I'll Link to That: Hunter Thompson, Larry Summers, Hillary, Condi and the Internet's patron saint. : It is a meditation on humility and charity, and on how the two seem to need each other. It is a meditation on each person's enactment of his or her vocation in their proper position before God in poverty of spirit, vis a vis the world, and a comparison of that saintliness with several modern day examples; the self-centered writings of a man whose cult of personality ended in failure, fatalism, and fatality; the parallelism between the worst of medieval dogmatism and the secular equivalent of it in academia; the adaptation and adoption of a Christian persona (mask) by a politician for political gain as opposed to the internal, uncalculated love expressed by St. Joseph Cupertino and the common folk who could discern a false voice from a true one; and a favorable comparison of the face of the USA shown to foreign governments by the Secretary of State in her subtle emphasis on principle over personality, (also in contrast to the politician). This is a strong and eloquent articulation of 'finding what matters' and being true to it, and of what it looks like when you miss it. It is said in faith; without faith it is found by the world to be foolishness.

She also seems to be saying that the Internet and blogging can give voice to the same spirit of peace and charity in humble service to God as that of her candidate for Patron Saint of the Internet, St. Joseph Cupertino. And she has placed love over encyclopedic knowledge (remembering the likelihood of the academic to prize intelligence over caritas, keeping her eye on the prize. Is it an accident that Ms. Noonan has written this piece at the same time the Pope has released his Apostolic Letter on the employment of technology in the Church's mission THE RAPID DEVELOPMENT OF THE HOLY FATHER JOHN PAUL II TO THOSE RESPONSIBLE FOR COMMUNICATIONS?

You may comment on Ms. Noonan's article at The Wall Street Journal, or, you may respond to my post by sending an email to me. Also, you may wish to read more on the Apostolic letter here.

Sunday, February 20, 2005

Sitting down to lunch with Christopher Hitchens

From: "Tombot"
To: "Erico"
Subject: Re: Reply to Yours
Date: Wed, 10 Mar 2004 12:05:09 -0500

Eric,

Thanks for the email. Let me just ask you this. Suppose you were sitting down to lunch with Christopher Hitchens. And suppose that everything was going well in terms of cordiality. Then suppose that the topic turns to religion and spirituality and Christianity in particular. He learns that you are a passionate advocate of this particular religion - and you learn that he is rabidly against all of the above. How should the conversation move forward from there? What is the optimum outcome to be hoped for - assuming that things are going well to begin with? Do you seek to draw him out - hoping to identify his "false assumptions" and rigid "mis-conceptions" drawn from his own life-experience? Will it become relevant that [removed to respect Mr. Hitchens' privacy]- as in fact happened. Or do you conclude at the outset, "Look this isn't going to get us anywhere - You're not within in the zone where my understanding of Truth could become available to you. Let's just agree to disagree...Check please." This whole scenario seems to me to be very analogous to what is known as the Church "engaging with" the World. And again I go back to my previous question (which admittedly may be misplaced) -- namely - which set of assumptions do we start with -- those of the Church or those of the World? Do you begin with where someone else is at - or do you draw them into what for them is strange and foreboding territory? The perfect example would be regarding Gospel scholarship - Hitch would say - Oh c'mon - those gospels were written decades after the events - We don't know what Jesus really said. Polemics of the Early Church. A desperate political situation - Why trust the Church as an institution? Read Crossan - Pagels - Borg. Friedrickson. Orthodoxy is simply the version of Truth given by the victors. Now - I grant you - one can simply refuse to answer these challenges - but my inclination would be to WANT to address them. My anxiety simply has to do with not always feeling up to the task. But I am very curious how your conversation with Hitchens would proceed...Over to you...

Tom

Tuesday, February 15, 2005

Zizek on truth as a product of direct engagement with the world

From: "Tombot"
To: "Erico"
Subject: Re: Reply to Yours
Date: Fri, 05 Mar 2004 12:45:56 -0500

Eric:

So Much to absorb - I would say more but I'm short on time at the moment - We should assemble these messages into some sort of web blog or web book... I wanted to say at least this - Zizek talks about truth being a product of a "direct engagement" with life - There's no such thing as a purely detached, disinterested truth that pretends to be "above it all" -- Objectivity requires participation - or what one might call "faith." Taking a stand, walking down a path, speaking one's mind, being what one must be. As far as that goes I think that has a sort of Augustinian ring to it - You have to love something in order to understand it. You have to go out on a limb. Now maybe what you refer to as the inner silence or serenity [prayer life?] is perhaps totally consistent with that - in other words, the ultimate form of engagement - Yes? No? Maybe Zizek and others too narrowly conceive of "engagement" as something overtly political. Social activism, Non-Conformity etc. Zizek goes on to say a whole lot of other things that go against traditional orthodoxy - yet he does invoke Chesterton to great effect. I only recently discovered this guy - and somewhat by accident - He's a Slovenian gadfly, somewhat to the left politically, who wears blue jeans and a plaid shirt all the time - on someone else that might look like posturing of a sort - but he seems to have a genuinely quirky and unique persona - Lacanian Psychoanalyst, Postmodernist, Postmarxist, Post-Christian. Christians can learn a lot by encountering these so-called post-Christians. The debate continues over the true meaning of piety - I guess when I mention the "either-or" choice of secularism/fanaticism - I'm also talking about "ironic religiosity" (Oh yes I'm Catholic, but...I know more than those ordinary folk) vs. true-believer-ship (I'm Catholic but the price I must pay is that of shutting off the bombardment of criticism from without...not engaging with it past a certain point). - One Huge Example of Which would be the Controversy over the Historical Jesus. - So I wake up in the morning with a simple question - how am I to read and understand the gospels as a so-called modern sophisticate? Ressurection? Incarnation? Trinity? Kerygma? What are the gospels telling me that relates directly to the world I experience? Is Weber correct about the "disenchanted world" that confuses money, career calling and specialization with a person's genuine spiritual vocation? Can the gospels help me to avoid entering into this dynamic? Am I perhaps deluding myself as to my own rational credentials? Before God - what is all that? Yet if I read the narrative straight-forwardly - will I be skirting the real issues (dualities/ambiguities/inconsistencies) raised by scholars, experts and other educated readers? Where does the "silent affirmation" come in? Because - I am tempted to want to speak up when someone inquires "What do you believe in and why?" You just know it when you see it - is all I can muster. But I can feel their annoyance at feeling entitled to a better answer. Over to you.

- T.S.

Friday, February 04, 2005

Girard, Lonergan, Zizek and "the wound", "the gift that nobody wanted"

From: "tombot"
To: "erico"
Subject: RE: more on Weber,
Date: Thu, 26 Feb 2004 16:07:02 -0500

Eric,

Hard to know where to begin. I guess I'll have to pick up Girard again to see if I can identify what you see as the danger - i.e. his "secularizing" of certain articles of faith to make them palatable to a modern audience... Sounds like Bultmann et. al. - Certainly - the notion of scapegoating is very powerful and revealing as an anthropological insight - why not also as "buried material" that faith helps to "substantiate" - i.e. bring to the surface? I don't know enough about Lonergan to know how his conception of "human nature" (man the truth-seeker sounds okay to me) helps to clarify the truth of Christian revelation more effectively than Girard. Does it? How about Girard+Lonergan or "man the scapegoater whose guilt-ridden activity reveals the truth that he craves but doesn't want to recognize as the real treasure..." Just a guess. Scapegoating (I would think) is born of the wound and seeks to cover over the wound...The wound could be the vehicle to the treasure - but the need for self-justification via scapegoating is too powerful. And the attempt to make oneself into "God's beloved" and others into "wretched outcasts" though forever tempting, always ends in failure - in that it leaves behind the scar of wrong-doing- i.e. someone else has to be miserable so that I can feel triumphant. But the wound always returns in some new form. Happiness never turns out to be what we first conceive it to be. It was always the gift on the sidelines that nobody wanted... I could imagine someone complaining that Christianity gives us an insight that's "too hard to bear" insofar as - me and everyone else are just going to go out there again and "scapegoat somebody" - because we need our daily fix of happiness - i.e. wretched contentment. You should see me yelling at people in traffic - venting along with talk radio. Terrible drivers in Cincinnati - really! There's a book I'm reading now by a postmodernist, postmarxist, named Slajov Zizek (The Puppet and the Dwarf) - He wants to revive Christianity as the "ultimate form of religion" that still has a hold over us, but what he means is that Christianity by "laying the [mythical] truth bare" -discredits the ancient pagan religion of "closed horizons" but at the same time turns into a religion that subverts itself --and thus becomes the final form of religion. This sort of goes along with what Weber means by disenchantment and is perhaps compatible with Girard. Thanks to Christianity, the revelation that God is there for everyone [truth-content] grates against our cynical-worldly experience of politics as usual - i.e. the universe forever divided into "friend" and "enemy" - "chosen" and "reprobate" -- "us" against "them". The problem then refers to how faith is to preserve itself in the modern world without a determinate medium -- a necessarily, one-sided, social, cultural or political entity or institution. How can God be said to speak [nowadays] through only one set of people, as opposed to through everyone all at once? How can we hope to sort through various religious and cultural perspectives to arrive at what God really wants? Suddenly revelation is more tricky than ever! a.k.a. the problem of authority - liberalism - nihilism - everyone has a right to their opinion...cafeteria-catholics all...Thanks to Christianity, God became so much a part of human experience - that we can no longer envision an objective "beyond" - called Truth or Heaven or Eternity or Final Redemption or Total Escape from Time. Yet we continue to invoke other-worldly ideals of purity that seem to hover in our midst as Weber would say like the "ghosts of dead beliefs." Weber also speaks of "a prophetless time" where no authoritative voice can be heard - everything is reduced to personal preference - nothing has the definitive, irrevocable aura of a public decree from God. Because in the absence of the universal message that everyone voluntarily accepts, the voice descends into a private utterance heard by a few - yet misheard by others. [So many examples - Mel Gibson's Passion? I haven't seen it. I don't even know what to think...] Zizek makes an interesting point that the Christian dilemma is always that the Messiah has already arrived - and we missed him so "Now what do we do with ourselves?" The torch was in effect passed to us by means of the Incarnation. He thinks of Paul as the first revolutionary operative who helped to put the community of believers and their activity [the Church as revolutionary institution] front and center. According to Zizek, the historical dialectic moves from Mysterious All-Powerful Father-Figure (Worship of Power as Promise of Happiness) to Innocent Victim-God the Son (Divine Suffering as Vindication of Human Pain) to the Community of Love (Visible Church as This-Worldly Vessel of the Holy Spirit). The Church serves to break down barrier after barrier until finally its own parameters are obscured. In other words -- we create the conditions for happiness by finally eliminating the scapegoating mechanism - or what I'm calling "the political." Here's where I get confused...I don't know what Zizek would say. It is fascinating though - whether Zizek is right or wrong - that the Church remains a powerful model and symbol for postmodernists and others - when it comes to the question of how to reconcile points of view. Even more powerful than the U.N. in terms of its effectiveness - Oh yes quite. But then what to do about those traditional tensions among Christians, Jews, Muslims. It's very frustrating - but it does affirm Girard's point about mimetic rivalries....As you might gather from this email - I continue to be haunted by questions of Political Theology -- that is, the point where Politics and Theology collide. Over to You...This conversation is very helpful by the way...

P.S. By the way, this is unrelated, but are you aware of Naomi Wolf accusing Harold Bloom of harassment at Yale back in the 80's...-- See aldaily.com

Over to you,

T.S.

Wednesday, February 02, 2005

Max Weber - that quintessential German "modernist-conservative pessimist"

From: "tombot"
To: "erico"
Subject: An Excerpt from Modern Sociology Relating to Your Existential Categories
Date: Tue, 17 Feb 2004 14:03:05 -0500

To: Eric O

In the midst of searching for a new topic - something worth writing about that has the aura of being "cutting edge" I chanced to stumble upon Max Weber - that quintessential German "modernist-conservative pessimist" - A very heavy label to carry around no doubt. He was someone who tried to be "radically honest" and [somewhat like Heidegger] fell into despair about our modern situation as representing a form of fate that could not be overcome. He's a very intriguing example of someone who wants to believe in something higher- but has no discernible, tangible evidence to go by. He clings to science - yet cannot help but admit its limitations as a substitute religion. He's great when it comes to talking about "all that spiritual energy out there with no place to go." I pass this on because something Weber says reminds me of your Enneagram-like schema of existential "coping-strategies". Listen to the following and tell me if it doesn't remind you of some of your categories:

"In the Zeischenbetrachtun or as it is known in t English translation, "Religious Rejections of the World and their Directions, first published in 1915 and then appended to the very end of the first volume of the Sociology of Religion, [Max] Weber begins to confront the most serious responses to the threatening constraints of the iron cage [i.e. our modern-day work environment as secular prisonhouse where vocational calling/narrow specialization= replacement for traditional salvation]. Weber provides a commentary on the relentless struggles waged by those dwelling within the different life orders and value spheres in their attempts to cope with the historically given world through adaptation, rationalization, manipulation, escape. [!!!!! HERE -- HERE -- HERE !!!!!!] Although other aspects of the text can be deciphered such as the influential typology of asceticism and mysticism or the implicit schema for understanding action orientations they are subordinate in importance to the great cultural theme ---- the enormous tensions among the various orders of life in confronting the "fate of our times." the search for replies and routes of escape from withn culture ---- that builds the groundwork for Weber's entire inquiry." - From Fleeing the Iron Cage


And here's another line that caught my attention:

""In Weber's terminology religious rejections of the world are characterized in terms of an ethic of brotherliness - which is a species of an absolutist ethic of pure intentions, conviction or ultimate ends. Although the ambiguous category ethicas cannot in itself be a sphere of value with its own lawful autonomy Weber's entire treatment of the religious sphere of action and valuation must be interpretaed as suggesting there are distinctively absolutist ethical paths [decidedly secular in content yet] sharing an affinity with the ascetic religious life, that some choose to follow as a way of counteracting the dilemmas of living in this world. With respect to action claiming political standing, notably syndicalism and some variants of socialism belonging here for Weber, they master the demands of inner-worldly existence by imaginatively replacing the present life-world with another world and above all by claiming to discipline the self. They represent what are in themselves apolitical ethical positions, thrust into the political realm and thus "political" in their effects but advanced with the aim of transforming that very realm and compelling it to be "moral." - From Fleeing the Iron Cage


Interesting -- Interesting -- I like this description of the conflict as one of either accepting and adapting to the political [Machiavelli - Political Realism] vs. seeking to engage and transform it [socialism - liberal progressivism] vs. needing to escape from it [ asceticism - other-worldly religion]. Does that cover all the bases -- and if so -- where does Christian theology come into play? Do the theologians speak to these issues in theology class? I ask you...

- T.S.

Somewhere between faith and doubt

Date: Tue, 3 Feb 2004 09:03:31 -0800 (PST)
From: "Erico"
Subject: checking in
To: Tombot

Dear Tom,

I trust the new year finds you and your family well. At least, I hope so.

I am doing my computer work and listening to conservative talk radio on my drives. Polarizing, clarifying. Addictive.

I have thoughts of writing my screenplay, my novel, still. But can someone who doesn't engage the world really have the perspective, the credibility, to write? That's how I see my life to some degree, I don't know how much it's true. Milton said, they also serve who only stand and wait. I struggle with this statement. I only seem to wait, caught somewhere between faith and doubt. A priest gave a sermon lately in which he said it's no virtue to sit on your hands out of politeness to others' mistaken views. Let's at least allow for a dialectic to ensue (my words). Dr. Laura told a caller that you can't let a perfection complex keep you from giving of your talent, even though it isn't perfect, or excellent. So much for my struggles.

I've been reading a fellow online, at lileks.com. Reminds me of John K. a bit. Bright, well spoken, funny, prolific. I feel like a dormant chemical compound, and when I read James Lileks, it acts as an enabler? that brings the chemicals to life, and suddenly my intellect is kick started, and I want to join in in the conversation in my limited capacity. What do you call that chemical that allows another chemical to react? How many 'ins' can I stick in a poorly constructed sentence? A failed metaphor, but oh well.

What are your prospects? How is F.? The kids? Again, I hope you are well.

Eric

P.S. C. and I were recently commenting on the one thing we wish we had happen at an otherwise wonderful wedding--a toast from Tom. Wondering what you might have said and sorry we didn't make sure it happened. Not sure if you were disappointed or relieved, or both. That's the risk when you have a casual wedding. At any rate, the casualness suited us and we were so very blessed and thankful you made the trip.

Who's in charge?

From: "tombot"
To: erico
Subject: More Stuff re Polarizing, Clarifying, Addictive
Date: Thu, 05 Feb 2004 09:57:06 -0500

Eric

Well - what's happening in the universe? I wish I had more access to news and information. I get exposed to more children's tv than is good for me. You mentioned something about a dormant chemical compound in relation to some person you're reading on line (I've never heard of him - Does he have his own website?). What does he say that's so great? (I know nothing about him...) Are you still reading Girard? I think of all these voices out there on the web. Who's in charge? Who has real power and authority? There's sort of a radical equality attached to it all - isn't there? It's the same way in academia.. Who decides what is relevant or deep or cutting-edge? Who is in a position to sort through all of the opinions? It's no fun (for me at least) just "sharing a point of view" if it's going to be merely "accepted" as "one's reporter's opinion"(i.e. assimilated into the mass and then neglected). But - that sort of is the problem of modern life- finding an appropriate form of recognition. We're all formally recognized - but not always in a tangible way. Your Thoughts?

P.S.

I'll have to dig up that wedding toast I had written down somewhere. I don't know if it could match the one you gave. Sorry for my case of "nerves" - it was right after 9/11...

that lousy APA "conference"

From: "Tombot"
To: erico
Subject: RE: checking in
Date: Tue, 03 Feb 2004 15:18:06 -0500

Eric -

Thanks for writing. We got your wonderful Christmas card in the mail - with J, L, and C- Am I getting all those names right? Sorry we didn't get ours in the mail. The last couple of months have been very hectic to say the least. I've basically been scrambling to find whatever work I can for next year. We drove to D.C. and back in late December for that lousy APA "conference" - i.e. the annual dehumanizing job fair and free for all. (I've already been rejected from the University of Colorado by the way, not to mention Princeton, Harvard, Illinois, Massachusetts, Vermont, etc.). Currently I'm hoping for something to pan out at a community college in northern California. That's my best best - but I've learned not to put all eggs in one basket. It would be much easier if it were just me as a wandering academic nomad living from broom closet to broom closet- but with a family in tow there's a lot at stake. Unfortunately - the pressures of life - surviving, paying the bills - have made me more myopic than I would have liked. (Sorry for my inactivity as email correspondent). I think a lot these days about the meaning of "success" and "failure" . I'm trying to come up with a third category - that would make failure seem healthy by comparison. Let's call the third category "avoidance" - something I know a lot about. I feel lousy about having failed so often in philosophy - but my failures at least have demanded some effort. My "avoidances" are much more problematic. What's done is done. I avoided many golden opportunities in the 90's and now I'm paying the price. So - 5 years after ABD I'm at last trying to send out things for publication - and it's a sure bet that some of what I send out will be rejected - but there is a feeling of satisfaction from saying "at least I tried." I know that sounds cliche - but it's part of my new year's resolution to turn avoidances into failures and perhaps a singular, erstwhile failure into a small success. I would recommend you sending out that "message in a bottle" (screenplay, chapter 1 of novel) to whatever recipient you deem appropriate. You will likely get a response of some sort that will prove invigorating. I'm tempted to do the same myself - I have much to say about the pretensions of life in academia... Over to you...

-Tom

Monday, January 31, 2005

Chicago movie review

Date: Thu, 17 Apr 2003 12:18:22 -0700 (PDT)
From: "EricO"
Subject: Re: hi there
To: "Tombot"

Tom,

Your description of the intellegentsia seems to me to
be how Girard would describe those who are caught in
the scapegoat mechanism.

I recently went to see the best picture of the year,
Chicago. I hated it on the level of one who seeks the
good and recognizes evil would shun the evil.

In the movie, the world is divided into two groups,
murderers (in this case murderesses), and patsies. In
this world, those with the will to conquer do the
vilest things, in this case to reach stardom and fame.
And, like the adoring, naive husband of the
murderess, the public is looking to be fooled by them,
to have a sensational story fed to them, to look up to
them. So, you are either a user, or you are used.
Or, as I once saw written on a chalkboard in a
drug-house, the world is divided into pimps and
prostitutes. This house also had the chalk-inscribed-line that
"Satan is at least honest". He describes the world
accurately, cuts through the patsie's moral posturing
that might hold you back, and says, Do as thou wilt.
Use. So, this is the wisdom of the world.

How was this story framed? How did the director
choose to portray it? He poured hot-coals on the
audience's head. He taunted and ridiculed the
audience at the same time he entertained us with stage
productions, flashing lights, sexy bodies. A
spectacal surprisingly devoid of erotic content,
because it had no soul. He called us patsies, daring
us to see the insult he was hurling at us, instead of
the broadway show. And what if we did? We were still
slaves to it. A double dose of burning. A more
exquisite pain for the torturer to inflict upon us
(foolish Christians).

He was the philosopher, detached, claiming no
involvement in this human condition, washing his hands
of it.

Portraying the Politician (Liar,Murderer), and the
Ideologue (Pasty, Believer, he would say Christian),
in their dance of sado-masochism.

But the director did have the integrity to show the
Christian woman, wrongly accused, put to death by this
world, and so the movie did reveal the truth of the
world; it's just that the Christian didn't have any
part in the movie other than to be disposed of. No
pathos for the innocent. It is Calvary portrayed from
the point of view of Pilate.

I went to confession, and, if I may let you know,
simply because it pertains, I was asked for my penance
to pray for the conversion of Hollywood.

Right on the mark. I dream of writing something as
revelatory as Chicago, but with a heart. What good is
such a movie if it leads you down a path, but into a
dead end? It steals your soul. On a more humble
note, and perhaps in a greater calling, I am simply
asked to be a Christian, and follow the way of the
Cross. I fear my dreams of authoring the next great
American novel are the same self-involved drives that
drove the murderess to her acts of violence.

What to do in this world?

I am fond of the saying, "They also serve who only
stand and wait." But I feel I have been waiting too
long. And resting in an easy chair a good deal of the
time.

As to whether and in what way this cycle of violence
describes the war, I am not sure. Your thoughts?

Eric

Thursday, January 20, 2005

The Iraq War Comes Home

From: "Tombot"
To: "Erico"
Subject: Re: hi there
Date: Thu, 10 Apr 2003 11:54:15 -0400

Eric:

Sorry for my delay in writing. There's so much going on in the world - eh? So much to absorb and meditate upon. I'm sure your keeping tabs on the war and the various responses people have to it. I read something in National Review the other day by David Frum about the split it's causing among paleo- and neo- conservatives. Paleo's are against; neo-cons are for. I can't help but HOPE that we're doing something good for the people in Iraq, based on their response to the long-overdue demise of their Stalinist dictator. Others tend to believe (my brother for instance, my mother, my sister - various others in my family perhaps) that the notion of preemptive strikes, unilateralism by a sole superpower and the disregard for national sovereignty and/or world opinion will haunt us down the road. It appears that we've entered a new era of international relations - and I hope that someone's got it all figured out. I sure don't. As a domesticated suburbanite, I find myself beholden to various editorial opinions at the moment, but I'm leaning in the direction of the U.S. doing something positive with its power - i.e. proceeding down the path we have chosen for ourselves. What say you?

- T. S.

Tuesday, January 11, 2005

Rene Girard on the radar screen

I wanted to give a brief introduction to Rene Girard's thought, but realize it would be inadequate. Why not link to good information? A good introduction to his thought is an article he published in First Things called "Are the Gospels Mythical?" and a good discussion of the current state of his thought in the academic world is at Girard Among the Girardians by J. Bottum.

Date:Tue, 4 Feb 2003 09:24:34 -0800 (PST)
From:"erico"
Subject:is the mac working?
To: tombot

Hi Tom,
Just wanted to check with you to see that the mac is
working as expected. Also, finished reading Rene Girard's reader. The last two chapters dealt with Freud and Nietzsche. You can imagine my interest. Thought you would be interested, too.

Eric

Wednesday, January 05, 2005

Goodbye, All That

Originally printed in the New York Observer on 10/14/2002, I link here to free republic's reprint because of the good posts and links at the bottom. Emailed to tombot on 10/10/2002. Guess the online version came out early.

Date: Thu, 10 Oct 2002 16:58:15 -0700 (PDT)
From: "EricO"
Subject: thought this would get a rise out of you
To: tombot

Goodbye, All That: How Left Idiocies Drove Me to Flee
by Ron Rosenbaum

So I went up to the antiwar demonstration in Central Park this weekend, hoping to hear some persuasive arguments. After a couple of hours there, listening to speeches, reading the hate-America literature, I still don’t know what to think about Iraq—will an attack open a Pandora’s box, or close one?—but I think I know what I feel about this antiwar movement, or at least many of the flock who showed up in the Sheep Meadow.

A movement of Marxist fringe groups and people who are unable to make moral distinctions. An inability summed up by a man holding a big poster that proudly identified him as "NYC TEACHER." The lesson "NYC TEACHER" had for the day was that "BUSH IS A DEVIL … HANDS OFF NORTH KOREA, IRAQ, AFGHANISTAN …. "

Yes, Bush is "a devil" compared to those enlightened regimes that torture and murder dissidents (like "NYC TEACHER"). Bush is certainly "a devil" compared to enlightened leaders like Kim Jong Il, who has reduced the North Korean people in his repulsive police state to eating moss on rocks; or to Saddam Hussein, who tortures and gasses opponents, and starves his people to fund his germ-war labs; or to the Taliban in Afghanistan, who beat women into burqas. Yes, surely compared to them, Bush is "a devil." Thank God New York’s schoolchildren are in such good hands.

Back in 1929, Robert Graves published a memoir with the endlessly evocative title Good-Bye to All That. He was leaving England, saying goodbye to a society he felt was deeply implicated, however triumphant, in the horrors he’d witnessed firsthand in the trenches of the First World War.

Goodbye to all that. The phrase occurred to me when I heard the sad news that Christopher Hitchens was leaving The Nation. Sad more for The Nation, a magazine I’ve read on and off since high school, now
deprived of an important dissenting voice amidst lockstep Left opinion. Mr. Hitchens was valuable to The Nation, to the Left as a whole, I argued back on Jan. 14 in these pages, because he challenged "the Left to recognize the terrorists not as somewhat
misguided spokesmen for the wretched of the earth, but as ‘Islamo-fascists’—theocratic oppressors of the wretched of the earth." He was leaving in part, he said, because he’d grown tired of trying to make this case in a venue that had become what he called "an
echo chamber of those who believe that John Ashcroft is a greater menace than Osama bin Laden."

The Nation still has assets of course: the incomparable polymath literary critic, John Leonard; the fierce polemical intelligence of Katha Pollit, which I admire however much I might disagree with her;
some serious investigative reporters. And recently Jack Newfield, who long ago co-authored an important book on the populist tradition—still a faint hope for a non-Marxist Left in America.

But Mr. Hitchens’ loss is a loss not just for the magazine, but for the entire Left; it’s important that America have an intelligent opposition, with a critique not dependent on knee-jerk, neo-Marxist
idiocy. And it’s important that potential constituents of that opposition, like Nation readers, be exposed to a brilliant dissenter like Christopher Hitchens.

And the level of idiocy one finds in knee-jerk Left oppositionalism is sometimes astonishing. I’d like to focus on two particular examples that have led me to want to say my own goodbye-to-all-that as well.

Before I get into the two idiocies that tipped the scale for me, I want to make clear that saying goodbye to idiocies on the Left doesn’t mean becoming a conservative, neo- or otherwise. I think I made that clear in a column published here on Jan. 28 of this
year, "Where Was the Values Crowd When Dr. King Needed Them?" In that column, I argued that just as the Left had failed to come to terms with its history of indifference to (at best) and support for (at worst) genocidal Marxist regimes abroad, the Right has failed
to come to terms with its history of indifference to (at best) and support for (at worst) racism and racist political allies here at home.

It’s ironic, considering what I’m about to write, that I got a nice note from that hard-core Old Red folkie, Pete Seeger, thanking me for my Dr. King column. But you know, I still can understand people like Pete Seeger joining the Party back in the 30’s during the
Depression, when it looked like unregulated capitalism had cruelly immiserated America, when racism and lynchings reigned down South and it looked (looked, I said) as if the Soviet Union was the only force willing to stand up to Hitler. But to cling to Marxism
now, after all we’ve learned in the past 50 years—not just about the Soviet Union, but China and Cambodia … ?

I must confess that my own learning curve was on the slow side, having grown up reading The Nation and The New Republic and believing that the evils of Soviet Communism were a figment of J. Edgar Hoover’s imagination. My slow learning curve had a lot to do as well with coming of age during the Vietnam War and covering antiwar demonstrations, where I found myself seduced by the brilliant Groucho Marxism of Abbie Hoffman (I still miss his anarchic spirit). And (more culpably) I was fascinated by the Dostoevskian moral absolutism of the Weather Underground, although never, thank God, by the pretensions of Marxism to be a
"science of history."

I still identify myself as a contrarian, libertarian, pessimist, secular-humanist, anti-materialist liberal Democrat who distrusts the worship of "the wisdom of the market." Someone who was outraged (and outspoken in these pages) about the Bush-Baker election tactics
in Florida, for instance. But not stupid enough to think we’d be better off with Al Gore as President now; not stupid enough to think Al Gore is smart. (See my Nov. 6, 2000, column, "Al’s Screwy Scrawlings Can’t Pass for Intelligence"). Anyway, all this is a preface to the Tale of Two Idiocies that has led to my own
goodbye-to-all-that moment.

Let’s begin with the little idiocy, the later one, because I think it was the straw that broke the camel’s back. In fact, I think I came across it shortly before I had heard of Mr. Hitchens’ farewell.
One irony of it is that this little bit of idiocy was penned by a former Hitchens acolyte, a sometime Nation writer now living in London who appended a cruel little addendum to what ostensibly was a review, in London’s Times Literary Supplement, of Tom Hanks’ Road
to Perdition.

At the close of an uninspired review of an uninspired film (How many times must wannabe intellectuals quote Robert Warshow when speaking of gangster films? Shouldn’t there be some kind of statute of limitations?), the writer graces us with this final
reflection:

"Still, if Road to Perdition ultimately fails as entertainment, it offers rich material for allegory. Maybe it was because I attended a screening on Sept. 11, but I couldn’t help seeing Hanks as an American everyman, a pure-hearted killer who will commit no end
of mayhem to ensure a better life for his children. Imagine Willie Loman with a tommy gun, and you’ll see what I mean. ‘You dirty rats! Attention must be paid.’"

But of course! What a brilliant point he’s making in the course of preening his anti-Americanism before his audience of U.K. intellectuals. What does Sept. 11 remind him of? The way Americans are killers. Sept. 11 becomes, in his lovely leap of logic, really about Americans being pure-hearted killers capable of "no
end of mayhem," infinite evil deeds. Doesn’t everybody think that way? (Everybody in his little circle, I imagine). Sept. 11 reminds them that Americans are first and foremost murderers, so let’s not spend a moment acknowledging that little matter of Sept. 11
being a day on which 3,000 Americans were murdered by the "pure-hearted killers" of Al Qaeda. Who, when not committing mass murder, stone women as punishment, torture gays, crush free thought by executing dissidents. No, they get a pass (and the 3,000 become
non-persons). Because they hate America, they must be for liberation, and so we can’t blame them; we must accuse ourselves of being killers. In fact, we should thank them for providing our witty writer with an occasion for reminding the world that the "American everyman" is a killer.

That one paragraph is a useful compression of the entire post-9/11 idiocy of one wing of the Left. That’s what Sept. 11 has come to mean to much of the Left: a wake-up call for American self-hatred. Mr. Hitchens was one of the few who challenged that consensus.

But when I say goodbye-to-all-that, it’s a goodbye that’s been brewing ever since the Really Big Idiocy, the one I encountered barely a month after Sept. 11, from a more illustrious figure on the Left, an academic Left paragon.

It was a mixed gathering with a heavy representation of Left academics, and people were going around the room and speaking about the attacks and the response. Over and over, one heard variations on the theme of, "Gee, it’s terrible about all those people who died in the towers and all"—that had already become the pro
forma disclaimer/preface for America-bashing—"but maybe it’s a wake-up call for us to recognize how bad we are, Why They Hate Us." The implication was evident: We deserved it. It would be a salutary
lesson. It was the Pat Robertson wing of the Left in full flower: Sinful America deserved this Judgment from the sky. Crocodile tears could be shed for those people who died in the towers, but those buildings were so ugly, they were such eyesores, they were a
symbol of globalist hubris—it was as if the terrorists who flew the planes into the towers were really architectural critics, flying Herbert Muschamps, not mass murderers.

No, we must search for the "root causes," the reasons to blame the victims for their unfortunate but symbolically appropriate deaths. And on and on, until I felt myself already beginning to say goodbye to the culture that produced this kind of cruel, lockstep
thinking. Until finally, the coup de grâce—the Big Idiocy, the idiocy di tutti idiocies. It came from the very well-respected and influential academic, who said that there was at least one thing that was to be welcomed about 9/11: It might give Americans the
impetus to do "what the Germans had done in the 60’s"—make an honest reassessment of their past and its origins, as a way to renewal.

Reassessment of our past: Clearly he was speaking admiringly of the 60’s generation in Germany coming to terms with its Nazi past, with Germany’s embrace of Hitler.

At that point, having sat silently through an accumulation of self-hating anti-Americanism, I couldn’t take it any more. I’m not a demonstrative patriot; I don’t believe in putting God in the Pledge
of Allegiance, for instance. I don’t believe in making people pledge at all—there’s something collectivist about it. But this last was too much: We should be grateful for 9/11 because it would allow us to reassess our shameful, even Nazi-like, past?

"Isn’t there an implicit analogy you’re making between America and Nazi Germany?" I asked. "It’s just an analogy," he said. Well, goodbye to all that, goodbye to the entire mind-set behind it: the inability to distinguish America’s sporadic blundering depradations
(dissent from which was sometimes successful) from "Germany’s past," Hitlerism. It was "just an analogy." O.K., then, let me make an analogy here, one that I believe goes to the "root cause" of Left idiocy of this sort.

The analogy that occurred to me grew out of a conversation I had several years ago with the philosopher Berel Lang, author of Act and Idea in the Nazi Genocide, a talk that took place in the course of researching my book, Explaining Hitler. Mr. Lang is an
extremely thoughtful and meticulous thinker on the question of degrees of evil, and the role of intentionality in determining them. He was speaking about the question of whether one could say there was "a history of evil"—whether Hitler represented a new
fact, a new landmark in that history, and if so, what the next step might be.

I suggested the "next step" might be Holocaust denial, because the deniers had found a diabolical way to twist the knife, compounding the pain of the survivors by negating and slandering the memory of the murdered.

Mr. Lang demurred, because he had his own notion of what the next step in the history of evil might be. The paradigm for it, he told me, was the postwar career of Martin Heidegger, the Nazi-friendly
philosopher beloved to distraction by postmodernists (and Hannah Arendt).

All of whom apologized for him, despite an increasingly damning series of revelations that disclosed his toadying to Hitler’s thugs in order to attain professional advancement, hailing Hitler’s
Reich as the ultimate synthesis of politics and his philosophy.

But that wasn’t what made Heidegger a new chapter, Mr. Lang said; it was his astonishing postwar behavior. After everything came out, after it was no longer possible to deny at least post facto knowledge of the Holocaust, nothing changed for Heidegger. He felt no need to incorporate what happened into his philosophy.
"His silence," Mr. Lang said, "it wasn’t even denial. For him, it wasn’t important! It wasn’t important …. Now if you ask which of them is worse … the Revisionists [Holocaust deniers] deny it occurred, but their official position, at least, is that if it
occurred, it would have been wrong. But Heidegger knows it occurred, but it’s just not important—it’s not something to distort history to deny. For Heidegger, this is not history to concern oneself with."

Not history to concern oneself with ….

Here’s the analogy: Heidegger’s peculiar neutrality-slash-denial about Nazism and the Holocaust after the facts had come out, and the contemporary Left’s curious neutrality-slash-denial after the facts had come out about Marxist genocides—in Russia, in
China, in Cambodia, after 20 million, 50 million, who knows how many millions had been slaughtered. Not all of the Left; many were honorable opponents. But for many others, it just hasn’t registered, it just hasn’t been incorporated into their "analysis" of history and human nature; it just hasn’t been factored in. America is still the one and only evil empire. The silence of
the Left, or the exclusive focus of the Left, on America’s alleged crimes over the past half-century, the disdainful sneering at America’s deplorable "Cold War mentality"—none of this has to be reassessed in light of the evidence of genocides that surpassed
Hitler’s, all in the name of a Marxist ideology. An ideology that doesn’t need to be reassessed. As if it was maybe just an accident that Marxist-Leninist regimes turned totalitarian and genocidal. No
connection there. The judgment that McCarthyism was the chief crime of the Cold War era doesn’t need a bit of a rethink, even when put up against the mass murder of dissidents by Marxist states.

The point is, all empires commit crimes; in the past century, ours were by far the lesser of evils. But this sedulous denial of even the possibility of misjudgment in the hierarchy of evils protects and insulates this wing of the Left from an inconvenient
reconsideration of whether America actually is the worst force on the planet. This blind spot, this stunning lack of historical perspective, robs much of the American Left of intellectual credibility. And makes it easy for idiocies large and small to be
uttered reflexively. (Perhaps the suggestion I recently saw on the Instapundit.com Web site calling for an "Anti-Idiotarian" party might be appropriate.)

Recently I saw the strangest documentary, a film with a title that sounds like a Woody Allen joke: Blind Spot: Hitler’s Secretary. It’s a New York Film Festival pick and well worth seeing, just for the example of willed, obtuse blindness on the part of the
secretary when she claims that she was insulated from all the terrible things happening during the war. But even Hitler’s secretary—unlike Heidegger, unlike the knee-jerk anti-American Left—feels the need to make some gesture of dismay at her "blind spot" in
retrospect. But not the know-it-alls of the Left, who have never been wrong about anything since they adopted Marxism as their cult in college. What would the harm be in admitting that one didn’t know as much at in college as history has taught us now?

But noooo … (as John Belushi liked to say). Instead, we get evasions and tortuous rationalizations like the Slavoj Ziz^ek zigzag: This extremely fashionable postmodern Marxist academic will concede the tens of millions murdered by Stalin, etc., but it’s
"different" from the millions murdered by Hitler, because the Soviet project was built on good intentions, on utopian aspirations; the tens of millions dead were an unfortunate side effect, a kind of unfortunate, accidental departure from the noble
Leninist path that still must be pursued.

It’s sad, though, because one senses that Mr. Hitchens forced a lot of people on the Left to confront their blind spot, their on-bended-knee obeisance to anyone in the Third World who posed as a "liberator," from Mao to Castro to Arafat and the Taliban. This was why Mr. Hitchens was so valuable and hopeful in the
immediate aftermath of 9/11, hammering away at the point that the Islamo-fascists weren’t friends of the oppressed, they were oppressors—of women, gays, poets and all dissenters.

But now, a year later, it seems that despite Mr. Hitchens and a few other voices, such as Todd Gitlin’s, the blind-spot types have won out on the Left—the blind spot to Marxist genocide obscuring any
evil but America’s. You could see it at the Sheeps Meadow. You can see it in the hysterical seizure on Enron and other corporate scandals: See, we were right all along—corporations and businessmen are (surprise!) greedheads. This excuses averting their eyes from
anti-American terrorism—from people and regimes preparing to kill Americans rather than merely diminish their 401(k)’s. Enron was the fig leaf many on the American Left needed to return to their
customary hatred of America. Because America isn’t perfect, it must be evil. Because Marxist regimes make claims of perfection, they must be good.

So, for my part, goodbye to all that. Goodbye to a culture of blindness that tolerates, as part of "peace marches," women wearing suicide-bomber belts as bikinis. (See the accompanying photo of the "peace" march in Madrid. "Peace" somehow doesn’t exclude
blowing up Jewish children.)

Goodbye to the brilliant thinkers of the Left who believe it’s the very height of wit to make fun of George W. Bush’s intelligence—thereby establishing, of course, how very, very smart they are. Mr. Bush may not be the sharpest knife in the drawer (I think he’s
more ill-informed and lazy than dumb). But they are guilty of a historical stupidity on a far greater scale, in their blind spot about Marxist genocides. It’s a failure of self-knowledge and intellectual responsibility that far outweighs Bush’s, because
they’re supposed to be so very smart.

Goodbye to paralysis by moral equivalence: Remind me again, was it John Ashcroft or Fidel Castro who put H.I.V. sufferers in concentration camps?

Goodbye to the deluded and pathetic sophistry of postmodernists of the Left, who believe their unreadable, jargon-clotted theory-sophistry somehow helps liberate the wretched of the earth. If they
really believe in serving the cause of liberation, why don’t they quit their evil-capitalist-subsidized jobs and go teach literacy in a Third World starved for the insights of Foucault?

Goodbye to people who have demonstrated that what terror means to them is the terror of ever having to admit they were wrong, the terror of allowing the hideous facts of history to impinge upon their insulated ideology.

Goodbye to all those who have evidently adopted as their own, a version of the simpering motto of the movie Love Story. Remember "Love means never having to say you’re sorry"?

I guess today, Left means never having to say you’re sorry.

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Tuesday, January 04, 2005

We begin in media res ...

After waiting several days for a response from my co-blogger to my invitation to join me in cyberspace, I phoned him directly. While agreeing in principal to the blog, he noted that he agreed with basically 80% of what we wrote (I wrote?) in our email correspondence of the past few years. This got me thinking. What we are engaged in is a conversation, subject to revision or outright recantation. However, what is lost in careful sourcing and footnotes (on my part) is to be made up in the personal, in laying bare the intractable issues that engage us. So, on to the email.

Date: Fri, 6 Sep 2002 09:28:44 -0700 (PDT)
From: "EricO"
Subject: Re: baby has arrived
To: "Tombot"

Dear Tom,

I spent the morning reading the aphorisms of Mark Twain. Quite an interesting point of view, and manner of expression. Enjoyable like Nietzsche.

On that topic, I had a thought the other day that one reason I was attracted to John of the Cross and the Dark Night is that it parallels the nihilism of Nietzsche--minus an abiding faith in Christ. I haven't really reflected too deeply on it, it came to
me as a sudden realization. St. John, in faith, accepted asceticism, and let the world pass away from him. He mortified himself. Then it came back to him as a gift, as creation, free. But I am still in the dark night. And nothing much makes sense. "Lord, I believe, help my unbelief." In a secular, or
Neitzschean point of view, the dark night is just seeing through all of the constructions of reality to the darkness behind. I am still struggling with Joshua, my College friend who didn't believe in reality. Could it be that part of the dark night is
to struggle with one's faith itself?

Nietzsche's concerns have abided most closely with mine over the years. Which is to say that I am troubled in faith, and that's no badge of honor, or even worth seeking sympathy over. It is just,
perhaps, my main, abiding concern in life.

On another topic, I recently went through some old boxes of mine, containing artifacts from early childhood through college. I experienced regret. Reading old letters carefully, I read what I could not accept when they were written. The kind words, the
true compliments to me. I regret that I could not be the friend to these people that I would want to be now. I didn't have my act together. One guy in particular took the time to write me an honest letter. He was at the college newspaper I wrote for one
semeseter. He wore black, drank gallons of coffee, and had a dark sense of humour. He was in the trenches of life where bad things regularly happened. He explained to me in his letter his anger at how other people have treated, or mistreated, his friends,
the women who confide in him, the hypocrisy in society. And he supported a lot of liberal policies meant to address that. My own position was from one of faith, of moral principles. But I was so elevated, so insulated, I was on the outside looking in. I was
orbiting this world from a Platonic sphere high above. (And I desperately wanted to find a doorway in to this world--the electric lady)

So I think in a way, after reading this letter, that I respect this guy simply because he was dealing with the world, interiorly, much more honestly than I. He was engaged in it. He let himself show his anger. He let the world see who he really was. And I didn't.

In defense of the conservative: The line between liberal and conservative is not truly between compassion and indifference, as a liberal would suggest, but between a plan of action based on turmoil
and emotion, though rightly felt, and a transcending of that anger by force of will to support what experience tells us leads to some form of justice, right, and respect, and lower incidence of the things that make us angry. That's where the boys are separated from the men.

Anyhow, I've been listening to talk radio a lot on my drive to work (1 hour plus each way). Rock music just feels tired to me right now. Michael Medved, the movie critic, is actually a conservative thinker, and orthodox jew. Then there's Mike Gallagher, boisterous, Catholic, I think, less subtle. Then, there's Michael Savage, who's show, the Savage Nation, is quite a joy. He's loud, sounds like he's from the Bronx, but lives in SF. He's talking about preparing to use Nuclear Weapons on the Islamic nations.

By the way, there is a growing voice among conservatives about the nature of Islam. Is it inherently violent toward infidels? Are we being PC in our analysis of it as a peaceful religion. Are the
terrorists speaking for Islam, or are they misrepresenting it? Why don't you hear more Muslims denouncing terror?

Looking for your thoughts on that.

Well, I've rambled on for too long now. I am hesitant to relay this letter to you. It sort of just poured out, and I mean to communicate as clearly as I can. To the degree I've failed, forgive.

E

Tuesday, December 28, 2004

Come out and play

This initial post is intended to coax my good friend to come out and play in cyberspace. Frankly, I couldn't do justice to the intent of this weblog without you.

I realize this blog may come as a bit of a surprise to you. If you agree to join in the fun, perhaps on your birthday I will give you your own radio show. I'll call up and say, "Happy Birthday! ... you're on the air." That's the latest trend, you have to couple your blog with a radio show to be part of the new media. Then we can spend three hours in self-indulgent introspection while your wife and kids sit around the cake watching the candles burn down to the nubs, covering the cake in wax and creating one of those marital 'issues' that last for decades, of which you can be reminded again and again. But eastern Maine will certainly benefit from our thoughts.

Of course, all of the work we pour into this endeavor has but one end in mind; all of the name-recognition building, the millions of individual page hits per day, the syndicated radio show, the trust we build with our readership is leading up to one thing alone-- the Charle Rose interview. Oh that glorious day when Mr. Rose, you and myself are seated around that circular table in the dark, speaking openly and freely about exciting, bold engaging ideas. But I'm getting ahead of myself.

I do intend to post many of the emails we have sent each other over the past year or so, so we can start this thing at a good clip. But I haven't quite figured out how to post them in an intelligent manner just yet. So, to proceed, I think I'll first have to have your permission. Perhaps any private information should be edited out.

Waiting in the void ...