She knows how to signal her virtue, but not her turns or lane changes.
Month: January 2022
A Comparison of the Roles of Doubt in Philosophy and in Religion
This Sunday morning I preach on James 1:5-8. Of all the epistles, this, the most philosophical, is my favorite. There we read that he who is wanting in wisdom should ask it of God. But one must ask in faith without doubt or hesitation. "For he who hesitates/doubts is like a wave of the sea, driven and carried about by the wind." While I do not deny that doubt can close us off from the help we need, I wonder whether doubt has a positive role to play in religion.
Doubt is the engine of inquiry, as I have said many times, but I think it also plays a salutary role in religion.
The religious doubt the world and its values. What I mean by 'world' here is the fifth entry in my catalog of the twelve senses of 'world':
5) In the Christian-existential (existenziell) sense, 'world' refers to a certain attitude or mentality. My reader well describes it as follows:
But there is another sense of the term 'world' — Christians talk of dying to the world and being in the world but not of it. This world they speak of could not be reduced to the world of black holes and dark matter, of collapsing stars and expanding nebulae. This is the social and moral world that they want to die to. It is the world of spiritual distraction and moral fog, the world of status-seeking and reputation.
To which wonderful formulation I add that worldlings or the worldly live for the here and now alone with its fleeting pleasures and precarious perquisites. They worship idolatrously at the shrine of the Mighty Tetrad: money, power, sex, and recognition. They are blind to the Unseen Order and speak of it only to deny it. They are the Cave dwellers of Plato who take shadow for substance, and the dimly descried for the optimally illuminated. They do not seek, nor do they find. They are not questers. They live as if they will live forever in a world they regard as the ne plus ultra of reality, repeating the same paltry pleasures and believing them to be the summum bonum.
Crucial to being religious is doubting the ultimacy and value of the world in this acceptation of the term. The religious person is skeptical of secular teachings, secular 'authorities,' and secular suggestions. He is keenly aware of the infernal and ovine suggestibility of humanity. That's my first point.
Second, the religious man doubts his own goodness and his ability to improve himself. He cultivates a deep skepticism about his own probity and moral worth, not out of a perverse need for self-denigration, but out of honest insight into self. He follows the Socratic injunction to know oneself and he is not afraid to take a hard and unsparing look into his own (foul) heart, (disordered) soul, and (dark) mind. He does not avert his eyes from the dreck and dross he inevitably discovers but catalogs it clinically and objectively as best he can. Reason is weak, but not so weak that it cannot come to know and bemoan its own weakness and its susceptibility to subornation by the lusts of the flesh.
And of course the religious train their moral skepticism upon their dear fellow mortals as well.
Fourth, the religionist doubts the philosophers. Well aware that philosophy is magnificent in aspiration, one of the finest flowers in man's quest for the Absolute, the savvy religionist knows that it is miserable in execution. The philosophers contradict one another on all points, always have, and presumably always will. Their guidance must not be ignored, but cannot be blindly trusted.
Fifth, he doubts the teachings of other religions and the probity of their teachers.
Sixth, he doubts the probity of the teachers of his own religion. Surely this is an obvious point, even if it does not extend to the founder of the religion. Doubt here can lead to denial and denunciation, and rightly so. (Does not Bergoglio the Benighted deserve denunciation?)
Finally, a point about reason in relation to doubt. There is is no critical reasoning without doubt which is not only the engine of inquiry but also the blade of critique which severs the true from the false, the meaningful from the meaningless, the justified from the unjustified, the plausible from the implausible, the probable from the improbable. Critical reasoning and thus doubt have a legitimate role to play not only in theology but also in scriptural exegesis.
Philosophy and religion are opposed and in fruitful tension as are reason and faith, but each is involved with the other and needs the other for correction and balance, as Athens needs Jerusalem, and Jerusalem Athens.
On the Eternal in Man
Theodor Haecker, Journal in the Night (tr. Alexander Dru, Pantheon Books, 1950, p. 67, #263, written 1940):
The man who explicitly does not believe and does not will to believe (for the will to believe belongs to believing) in an eternal life, that is to say in a personal life after death, will become an animal, an animal being which among other things, man is. Man is 'planned as spirit,' as Kierkegaard puts it, but that includes the immortality of the soul. Whoever relinquishes that also gives up the spirit of man.
Man alone among the animals raises the question whether he is more than an animal. His raising of this question does not prove that he is more than an animal; perhaps it proves only that he is the most pretentious of all animals, a crazy animal, an evolutionary fluke who merely fancies himself more than an animal. Such a fanciful conceit might even be accorded survival value within a naturalist scheme. Thinking himself the crown of creation, a child of God, with divine sanction to lord it over, but also cherish and protect the critters beneath him, this lofty self-conception, even if false, might enhance his chances of survival. It could be like that, or at least I cannot see a way definitively to exclude this epistemic possibility.
Or it could be like this: Man's having a world (Welt) and not merely an environment (Umwelt) like the animals points to a higher origin, a spiritual origin, and a higher destiny. Elsewhere I catalog twelve meanings of 'world'; here I am using the term in my twelfth sense, the transcendental-phenomenological sense. It remains an open question whether the world in this sense has an ontic anchor in God, whether the light of the transcendental-phenomenological Lichtung (clearing) has an onto-theological Source. We cannot know it to be the case, but we can reasonably believe it to be the case. That is as good as it gets here below. And so I am brought around, once again, to the fact that, in the end, one must decide what to believe and how to live.
Haecker is right to point out that "the will to believe belongs to believing." Not all belief is voluntary, but religious and anti-religious belief is. The will comes into it, as it does not in the case of some such mundane belief as that the Sun has risen. You are free to believe that you are a complex physical system slated for utter annihilation in a few years, months, days, minutes, and you are free to believe that you are "planned as spirit." Either way reasons can be adduced, reasons that are not obviously bad reasons.
Saturday Night at the Oldies: Varia and Americana
I post what I like and I like what I post.
Elmore James, Dust My Broom
Doors, Crystal Ship
Clancy Bros., When the Ship Comes In.
Elvis Presley, Marie's the Name of His Latest Flame
Elvis Presley, Spanish Eyes
Bob Dylan, It Takes a Lot to Laugh, It Take a Train to Cry, Cutting Edge take.
Albert King, Crosscut Saw
Mississippi Sheiks, Sitting on Top of the World
YouTuber comment: "There is enough great music to listen to for a thousand years without ever having to listen to mindless shite if only people would explore the past." That's no shite, son.
Byrds, Chimes of Freedom. One of Dylan's greatest anthems.
Buffy Sainte-Marie, Cod'ine
An equally powerful version by Janis Joplin
Mike Bloomfield, Carmelita Skiffle
A bar or two is all it takes recognize the signature sound of Michael Bloomfield, Jew, who exemplifies cultural appropriation at its best. My second guitar hero. My first was Dick Dale who, though not a Jew, gave us a version of Misirlou.
Warren Zevon, Carmelita
Billy Joel, Piano Man
Don MacLean, American Pie
Vermittlung Über Alles?
Nothing finite is self-contained: it refers beyond itself for its determinations, for its being what it is, and for its existence. Nothing finite. This is true. A thing is what it is by not being what it is not. Omnis determinatio est negatio. (Spinoza)
Theodor Adorno (Negative Dialektik, Suhrkamp Verlag, S. 109), however, removes the qualifier: he thinks this reference beyond itself is true of everything and that Vermittlung is dafür lediglich ein anderes Wort, that "Mediation is just another word for it."
Nothing is immediate. All is mediated. But what about the system of mediating items? What mediates it? Or is it absolute?
Hegel begat Marx, Marx begat the Frankfurt School which begat cultural (as opposed to 'classical' economic ) Marxism which begat or perhaps is the mess we are now in.
Metaphysically, our mess results from the denial of the Absolute.
Why Am I So Happy?
Can a Sentence be Named?
One thing we do with words is make assertions, as when I assert that snow is white. I use those words, but I can also talk about them, refer to them, mention them. You are all familiar with the use-mention distinction. 'Boston' is disyllabic, but no city is.
One way to mention an expression is by enclosing the words in single quotation marks, thus: 'Snow is white.' One can then go on to say things about that sentence, for example, that it is true, that it is in the indicative mood, that it consists of three words, that it is in the present tense, and so on. But a puzzle is soon upon us. Try this aporetic triad on for size:
1) No name is either true or false.
2) 'Snow is white' is the name of a sentence.
3) 'Snow is white' is true.
The propositions are individually plausible but collectively inconsistent: they cannot all be true. Which will you reject?
Best Friend, Worst Enemy
In your practical life, be your own best friend; in your spiritual and intellectual life, your own worst enemy.
Three Lockean Reasons to Oppose the Democrats
Moral Progress in the West and its Benchmarks
A London correspondent writes,
A question for you: is there a set of verifiable practices that would act as a benchmark for the Western Enlightenment? I can think of (i) widespread (but not universal) respect for science (ii) separation of church and state (iii) end of judicial torture (iv) abolition of slavery, etc.
1) I will assume that moral progress, both individually and collectively, is possible, both in moral theory and in moral practice. This is not obvious inasmuch as one might insist that while there has been moral change, there has been no moral progress. Progress, by definition, is change for the better, and a moral/cultural relativist will claim that there is no better or worse with respect moral beliefs and practices.
2) If moral progress is possible, is it also actual? I would say so. Holding as I do that slavery is a grave moral evil, I also hold that we in the West have made progress in this regard. The same goes for penal practices. We in the West no longer punish in the barbaric ways still employed in countries such as Saudi Arabia and Iran. Example are easily multiplied.
3) Is overall moral progress consistent with a certain amount of moral regress? I would like to say so. Mass murder and mass enslavement in Germany 1933-1945 are recognized in the West for the moral abominations they were. The Germans have come to their moral senses. But what about the situation in the East under communism, in particular the communism practiced in China as we speak? I am thinking of the forced labor in China's Xinjiang region.
4) We cannot overlook the moral degeneration of the West, which suggests that while we made progress in the West, it is now being undone. The Biden administration, for example, is the most lawless in American history; as a matter of policy it aids and abets criminality and then lies about what it is doing.
5) As for the benchmarks of progress, the ones listed by my correspondent are essential. I would also add the following: religious liberty, limited government, the rule of law, equality of all citizens before the law, due process, universal suffrage, open inquiry and academic freedom, free markets, and the right to free speech and freedom of assembly without fear of reprisal.
Saturday Night at the Oldies: More Americana
Tim Hardin, Lady Came from Baltimore
Arlo Guthrie, Percy's Song. Dylan's 1963 original
Byrds, Pretty Boy Floyd
Marty Robbins, El Paso
Bob Dylan, Red Cadillac and a Black Moustache
Bob Luman, Let's Think About Livin'
Charley Ryan, Hot Rod Lincoln, the original. Before Johnny Bond, before Commander Cody.
Dave Dudley, Six Days on the Road
Red Sovine, Phantom 309. Tom Waits' cover. YouTuber comment:
I don't know what it is about this particular Tom Waits song. Out of all the music I've heard, this is the only one that tears me up from the first chord. I'm a big boy, all grown-up. But I'm helpless to stop those tears. I've seen my fair share, and more, of pain and suffering and death, and so should be fairly immune to such sentimentality. Many songs are supposedly more tear-jerking, . . . but NOT ONE moves me like this. Maybe because I used to hitchhike a lot? Maybe because I've seen, and been involved in, several car accidents? Maybe because a trucker friend was drowned when the ferry he was travelling on sunk? I don't know. I've always appreciated, and liked a lot, Tom Waits' compositions and performances, and yet this one song captures me completely, emotionally. Perhaps I'm turning into a softy. More likely, I'm just getting too old for this life. Answers on a postcard, please… (Tom Foyle)
Yes, one can get too old for this life.
Quietism versus Activism
Substack latest.
A Question about Donald Trump
This from a reader:
It would be very interesting to hear your take on Trump — why do you think that his leadership of the country, despite obvious personality flaws, is less risky for the US and the world than a reasonable alternative? Yes, the ideological, thoughtless, and totalitarian far-left is dangerous, but isn't unprincipled, pugilistic and me-and-my-family first leadership any better? Is your thinking driven by "the lesser of two (or three) evils"?
The Virtuous are Too Scrupulous to Rouse the People against their Tyrants
Here:
Describing Wilkes and two of his allies, Walpole wrote, “This triumvirate has made me often reflect that nations are most commonly saved by the worst men in [them].” Why? Because, he concluded, “The virtuous are too scrupulous to go the lengths that are necessary to rouse the people against their tyrants.”
Until the coming of The Donald, that had certainly become the case in recent American politics. Until the Orange Menace loosed the fearful lightning of his terrible swift tweets, the “virtuous,” rather battle-fatigued traditional conservative movement—even when controlling both houses of the Congress—had been out-shouted and outmaneuvered by the unholy alliance of a Left-dominated, morally nihilist pop culture and educational establishment, and what is laughably referred to as the “mainstream” media, all nudging an increasingly radicalized Democratic Party further and further to the left.
Boethius and the Second Death of Oblivion: Ubi nunc fidelis ossa Fabricii manent?
We die twice. We pass out of life, and then we pass out of memory, the encairnment in oblivion more final than the encairnment in rocks. Boethius puts the following words into the mouth of Philosophia near the end of Book Two of the Consolations of Philosophy.
Where are Fabricius's bones, that honourable man? What now is Brutus or unbending Cato? Their fame survives in this: it has no more than a few slight letters shewing forth an empty name. We see their noble names engraved, and only know thereby that they are brought to naught. Ye lie then all unknown, and fame can give no knowledge of you. But if you think that life can be prolonged by the breath of mortal fame, yet when the slow time robs you of this too, then there awaits you but a second death.
And why are these engraved names empty? Not just because their referents have ceased to exist, and not just because a time will come when no one remembers them, but because no so-called proper name is proper. All are common in that no name can capture the haecceity of its referent. So not only will we pass out of life and out of memory; even in life and in memory our much vaunted individuality is ineffable, and, some will conclude, nothing at all.
"We are such stuff / As dreams are made on, and our little life / Is rounded with a sleep." (Shakespeare, The Tempest.)
Is America Heading for a Systems Collapse?
It would appear so. An historian marshals the evidence.