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On the Inauguration and Religion

I watched the Inauguration here in London with the other students in my program, a group of mostly non-Americans happy about Obama’s election and ready to join in the celebration. The experience was not particularly different from what it would have been like to watch with a group of friends in the US, with one notable exception: the surprise and distaste for the religious overtones throughout the ceremony.

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Colin Powell Says What Needs To Be Said

Not his endorsement of Barack Obama. The endorsement is all well and good. It will consume some news cycles and run down the clock, and maybe even persuade a few moderates who are on the fence. But I think we should take a step back from the campaign for a second and look at two things Powell said that are only peripherally related to this election. They are deeply important points and Powell put them very eloquently. Read more…

Balance

Kathy Boltini stood back from her apartment window so the people on the sweltering street below couldn’t tell she was naked.  They didn’t look up anyway—they were more interested in their drinks and the waitresses at the Brass Tap’s outside tables.  She swiveled to look at the man in her bed—he was still sweating, so she turned the thermostat down before going back there.

“Honey, was that last time too much for you?” she asked, sitting on the edge of the bed.

“No, sweetie,” Glenn replied.  “I must have strained my shoulder yesterday when I was playing hoops.  I’m not as young as I once was.”  He grimaced as he tried to move it.

She climbed atop him, a sheet between, and reached out—working on both of his shoulders at once.  He relaxed, smiling up at her.

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Local News for Haters of the Catholic Church

I happen to not be a hater of the Catholic Church, but I know that many of you are, so I wanted to ensure that you did not miss this news. The Reverend Christopher Layden of the campus Catholic Church, St. John’s, has been arrested for selling cocaine. The AP article, “Ill. Priest Accused of Dealing Coke from Rectory: Catholic priest on the University of Illinois campus pleads not guilty” provides more details. We all wear deceptive robes.

On the upside, St. John’s has some beautiful stained glass windows.

Brenda Kay’s Blessed Oranges

I periodically keep a journal with me to record ideas, funny things that happen, random facts I want to remember, etc. While looking for a clean page to sketch out ideas for my next post, I came across an exchange with fellow Urbanagora contributor, former Daily Illini columnist, and friend, Brenda Kay Zylstra.
Brenda was staying with a host family in Annapolis while interning with The Center for Public Justice. Forgive me, Brenda, but their names escape me. I convinced her to go campaign for Senator Obama with me in New Hampshire for a weekend. Her host mother sent Brenda with delicious homemade cookies, fruit, and other goodies. One morning while having a friendly discourse about faith, I tried one of Brenda’s oranges.
Augur: Damn these are good oranges.
Brenda: That’s because God blessed them.
Augur: You ask God to bless your oranges?
Brenda: No . . . he just knows.
Brenda Kay is adored by many of us at the Agora. She filled cold New Hampshire days with warmth and wit, and I’m filled with admiration for the way she lives her faith.

Brenda Kay’s Blessed Oranges

I periodically keep a journal with me to record ideas, funny things that happen, random facts I want to remember, etc. While looking for a clean page to sketch out ideas for my next post, I came across an exchange with fellow Urbanagora contributor, former Daily Illini columnist, and friend, Brenda Kay Zylstra.
Brenda was staying with a host family in Annapolis while interning with The Center for Public Justice. Forgive me, Brenda, but their names escape me. I convinced her to go campaign for Senator Obama with me in New Hampshire for a weekend. Her host mother sent Brenda with delicious homemade cookies, fruit, and other goodies. One morning while having a friendly discourse about faith, I tried one of Brenda’s oranges.
Augur: Damn these are good oranges.
Brenda: That’s because God blessed them.
Augur: You ask God to bless your oranges?
Brenda: No . . . he just knows.
Brenda Kay is adored by many of us at the Agora. She filled cold New Hampshire days with warmth and wit, and I’m filled with admiration for the way she lives her faith.

The Texas Tofu Massacre

Once upon a time, there was a virtuous Public Relations man named Marty. He was always careful to cross the street only at the corners, gave beggars his spare change, and drove his car under the speed limit.
One day, while Marty was at Culver’s, God spoke to him.
“MARTY, PUT DOWN THAT CHEESBURGER.”
Marty looked around, figuring that the voice had come over the speakers in the restaurant. He was just about to take another bite when a spark flew between the burger and his nose. He dropped the unfinished sandwich, dabbing the scorched spot on his face with a napkin.
“I TOLD YOU TO PUT THE CHEESBURGER DOWN. THIS IS GOD. I AM IN NEED OF A PROPHET, FOR MAN IS EATING THE ANIMALS WITH WHICH I HAVE GRACED THE EARTH. THIS MUST STOP, NOW, LEST MY RATH BE FELT. YOU, MARTY, SHALL BE THAT PROPHET.”
Marty looked around, but no one else seemed to have heard the booming voice. Since one does not refuse God, he agreed to be His prophet and guide mankind away from the misuse of His creatures. He left the restaurant that day with a mission.
Marty was a good ad-man as well as being a good man. Soon, pamphlets and posters were everywhere, outlining an irrefutable case for vegan living. Converted movie stars bought full-page ads in the New York Times that showed imprisoned chickens and tortured veal calves.
The CEOs of the food industry called a special meeting to deal with the problems that Marty presented. They launched an ad blitz to counter the one the vegans were promoting. Their lobbyists in the government got legislation passed that would tie subsidies for school lunches to a minimum amount of meat in them. They gave grants to research institutions that would prove animal products to be essential to the health of human beings, especially children.
Now, Marty’s followers were in a panic. There was no way in which they could live their lives without having themselves and their children surrounded by the foods that God had forbidden. One teenage girl, Nellie, became fond of lying to her parents and going to Steak n’ Shake after school instead of Bible study. Others of the followers had just one egg, every now and then, with breakfast.
Marty realized that they were all in trouble, so he prayed. “What shall we do, God? My followers are being tempted by the fleshpots of the world. How can we stay pure to our message and do Your Will?”
“MARTY, YOU SHALL GO TO TEXAS.”
“Please, God, not Texas, take this bitter cup from me, please.”
“YOU SHALL GO TO TEXAS AND MAKE A CITY FOR ME. IN THIS CITY, ANIMALS SHALL BE HELD SACRED. YOU SHALL WEAR NOTHING FROM THEIR SKINS. YOU SHALL NOT DRINK OF THEIR MILK OR EAT OF THEIR EGGS. YOU SHALL NOT EAT OF THE MEAT OF THEIR BODIES, LEST YE DIE. GO NOW; LEAD YOUR PEOPLE TO THE PROMISED LAND.”
Doing as he was told, Marty gathered his followers—young and old, white, brown, and black, Republican and Democrat, and took them to a place in Texas where there were only a few other people. There, they built a prosperous city and lived in harmony with each other and the world.
All was not well, however. The others who lived within that county were jealous, for the vegans were prosperous, had beautiful homes, and voted for those who agreed with their God’s plan.
The minister at the Baptist Church said, “God doesn’t talk to anyone directly. Marty must be a false prophet. They are doing the work of Satan and must be stopped.”
The old fat lady at the beauty shop said, “Have you seen the way that they dress? None of them weigh much over 150 pounds—it’s not natural. They never come into town to go to restaurants or buy food at the grocery stores, there’s got to be something wrong going on out there.”
Then, the cattlemen said, “They don’t eat meat. Look at this here research—meat is essential for the well-being of people. It’s all right for adults to act in crazy ways, but think of those poor, abused children who will never be healthy in their lives.”
The county officials shook their heads. “We can’t do anything about this. No one knows what really goes on inside their compound. We can make contingency plans for a case where we have justification, but don’t expect anything anytime soon.”
Nellie, the girl who liked cheeseburgers, was hungry at lunch one day. She pushed the tofu on her plate out of the way and speared the broccoli with disgust. She would have liked to go into town to the Jack in the Box, but her parents had forbidden it. Damn it, she knew how to get even. She pulled her cell phone out of her pocket as soon as her parents were working in the garden and punched out the number of Child Protective Services.
“Hello, I’m from the compound down the road. Yeah, I want to report child abuse. I am being forced to eat an unnatural diet that doesn’t have what I need, nutritionally. No, I can’t give you my name, I’m afraid I’d be punished.”
This was the chance that the officials had been waiting for. The friendly judge issued a warrant and police and social-service agents raided the compound, hauling off all of the children who lived there. They grudgingly allowed the children’s mothers to come along with them to the compound where they were taken, but neither Marty nor the other men were allowed to come along. Nellie smiled to herself as she rode in the van with the other children.
Lawyers were appointed for the children, even though none of them asked. Four or five days later, when none of the children had told of anything unusual other than the restriction of diet, the mothers were sent back to the compound, since the social-service agents claimed abused children were more likely to tell of it if separated from their parents. Finally, after repeated questioning, a few of the children told of being punished by spanking or of being sent to their room without supper for discipline.
This was all that the authorities needed. Mass trials were held, the vegans were held as unfit parents and the children were sent to adoptive homes where they ate meat and wore leather and furs, just like everyone else. None of them ever saw their parents again. Nellie devoured steak after steak and married a cattle rancher.
Marty was convicted of child abuse and endangerment and sent to prison for twenty years where he died after being raped by three men who chanted “child abuser” while they took turns beating him during sex.
God, realizing mankind had not learned anything in the last two thousand years, sadly pushed his halo back and returned to making Dark Matter.
Tom

Wading Into Bittergate

I want to say from the outset, I am extremely reluctant to discuss this whole matter of Obama’s recent “bitter” comments, with which I’m sure everybody’s familiar. There is an obvious and explicit desire on this blog to discuss things that are important and interesting. The trouble is that oftentimes, situations will arise in which a news story is both wholly irrelevant and highly reported on. It is a struggle to know how to deal with those things. On the one hand, they deserve to be ignored. On the other hand, to ignore them entirely is to leave the issue to be discussed only by demagogues and political opportunists. So it’s a tough spot for somebody who tries to engage in value-adding commentary rather than noise, even if only on a meager blog like this one.

All that throat-clearing by way of saying I’m gonna talk about this, but I think it’s really dumb.

What I want to talk about in particular are two instances of the same criticism of Obama’s comments that I encountered within a few minutes of one another. It’s a criticism not without merit (unlike, say, Hillary Clinton’s absurd grandstanding). First, Tyler Cowen, in a post that is only partially critical, notes that “guns and religion do not closely track economic decline.” Second, I asked on G-chat what co-contributor Billy thought about the subject, to which he in part replied:

him saying that economic conditions compel their frustrations was dishonest
because i don’t honestly see the correlation between economic conditions and religion or hunting, but it is possible to see a nexus between economic conditions and anti-immigrant or anti-trade sentiments
those people would be just as religious and prone to hunting no matter the state of the economy
Now, that’s certainly true, but I think it reflects a misunderstanding of what Obama was saying (a misunderstanding that even Obama has admitted he brought upon himself, but still). I think what Obama was trying to say was something he expressed in a much better way on the Charlie Rose show in late 2004:

As I think is made clear by this clip, Obama’s argument is not that people hunt and believe in God because they are in dire straits economically. Rather, it’s that people who are in dire straits economically base their votes on the fact that they hunt and believe in God. It’s not a causal relationship between being poor and having particular values; it’s a causal relationship between being poor and voting based on those values. The argument is that these people don’t trust politicians to actually help them recover from their economic problems, so they just vote for the politician who is saying that the traditions and values that they can rely on will not be assaulted and taken away (even if that politician in reality makes their economic problems worse).

Is that a generalization of the rural working class and the rural poor? Yes. Is it a generalization that in large part relies on the assumption that this is a group of people (though not the only group of people) that is not invested in the details of public policy? Yes. Does that make it elitist and out-of-touch? I don’t think so.

Whatever one can say about Obama’s statements, I don’t think one can fairly listen to his tone and find any judgment of the type of people he’s talking about. Indeed, he tends to make this argument as a way of criticizing the Democratic elite for not being respectful and conscious of the cultural values he’s talking about. These people are busy working at whatever jobs they can find, trying to raise their families as best they know how, he seems to be saying. We have to do a better job communicating to them, and more importantly, when we do get in power, we need to actually help them.

In the end, it’s about delivering the goods – Democrats, because of their stances on cultural issues, cannot win over these voters unless they can be trusted to help improve these voters’ lives. But Democrats have failed to do that in any really big way since the days of FDR (and, to a lesser extent, LBJ). Given the current political conditions in the country, I suspect Obama will get his chance to deliver those goods starting next January. We’ll see how he performs.

In Defense of Evangelicalism

I know this blog has seen its fair share of religious debate, so I’m reluctant to even write this post, but a friend of mine called me out via e-mail and requested my public rebuttal of this claim by John Gray (via Andrew Sullivan) about “contemporary atheism”:

Zealous atheism renews some of the worst features of Christianity and Islam. Just as much as these religions, it is a project of universal conversion. Evangelical atheists never doubt that human life can be transformed if everyone accepts their view of things, and they are certain that one way of living – their own, suitably embellished – is right for everybody. To be sure, atheism need not be a missionary creed of this kind. It is entirely reasonable to have no religious beliefs, and yet be friendly to religion. It is a funny sort of humanism that condemns an impulse that is peculiarly human. Yet that is what evangelical atheists do when they demonise religion.

I’ll try to keep this short: I don’t have a problem with a “missionary creed,” whether it be on the part of atheists, Christians, Jews, Muslims, or whomever. The reason I found this debate between Andrew Sullivan and Sam Harris so interesting was not just because it allowed me to read Harris’s best case supporting atheism, but also because it allowed me to read Sullivan’s best case supporting faith. There are any number of reasonable, enlightened people out there who can lay out a persuasive argument in favor of religious belief, and not only do I not have a problem with those people trying to make that argument to me, I find the discussion stimulating and worthwhile.

What I object to is the attempt by many religious people to remove that discussion from the realm of reasoned discourse entirely, as though there is something peculiar about religion that frees it from the burden of having to respond to criticism. We should all, of course, be tolerant and respectful of one another’s views, whether political, philosophical, or religious. And there are obviously people of all political parties, philosophies, and religions who are decidedly not tolerant and respectful, with atheism being no exception. But I don’t believe that because many atheists want to engage in a public exchange of ideas on the subject of religion, and because atheists think they have a persuasive case to make in their favor, that this necessarily makes them intolerant or disrespectful, any more than the works of St. Thomas Aquinas are intolerant or disrespectful.

Obama’s Place in History

Buck already covered Obama’s speech and voiced a pretty much identical opinion to my own. But I just wanted to note this: at this point, we have seen Obama give probably the best speech on the confluence of race and politics, as well as the best speech on the confluence of religion and politics, that we have seen in at least a generation, not to mention one of the greatest speeches at a party convention, which itself might be described as one of the best speeches on the confluence of partisanship and politics. He’s also written one of the few political books by politicians that people seem to actually like.

Yes, those are all just words. But they’re also ideas – ideas of great substance that possess a power and a depth and a level of nuance that most politicians dare not express. Obama’s presidency would make history in a number of obvious ways, but I’m beginning to suspect that its greatest contribution might just be that it creates a successful model for other politicians to treat Americans as though they are actually intelligent human beings. Or maybe this will just be unique to him. Either way, this is a moment to savor.