06.30.05
The Importance of not being earnest
A quick follow-up to this morning’s blog. Just thinking about it, it occured to me that it’s not enough for the benefit you get from the other party to be greater than the benefit to person with next best fit. Given that this is a negotiation situation and that participation or non-participation is usually voluntary, if the other party knows what the value to you is, they may raise their price to equal the benefit anyway.
So T could set the price to A not equal to G(T,B) but equal to G(T,A) if T knows what G(T,A) is. In part, of course, this is solved by the mutual nature of the relationship - the synergy created is too important to both parties to try for such pricing (or in other words both parties think they’re getting a good deal and don’t bother). But it also makes a case for not letting the other party know exactly what their value to you is. Basically, A should show T that T’s value to A is G(T,B) + d, where d (delta)
The Love Song of J Alfred Prufrock and Company, Investment Bankers.
06.28.05
Auden Poem: The History of Truth
This is the poem referred to in the last post:
The History of Truth
In that ago when being was believing
Truth was the most of many credibles
More first, more always, than a bat-winged lion,
A fish-tailed dog or eagle-headed fish,
The least like mortals, doubted by their deaths.
Truth was their model as they strove to build
A world of lasting objects to believe in,
Without believing earthenware and legend,
Archway and song, were truthful or untruthful:
The Truth was there already to be true.
This while when, practical like paper dishes,
Truth is convertible to kilo-watts,
Our last to do by is an anti-model,
Some untruth anyone can give the lie to,
A nothing no one need believe is there.
-W. H. Auden
06.27.05
Why do we need God?
06.26.05
Is God power hungry?
Just a quick follow up to yesteday’s post. One reader (I have readers! Yaaay!) wrote in to say that he thought I was being overly cynical in portraying God as power hungry.
I don’t think so. At some level, the very idea of belief being necessary is one that rests on the idea of God wanting, or rather, needing power. If there really is a God (an idea I’m far from convinced of btw - how’s that for being cynical!), then why does it matter to him* whether people believe in him or not. If you were an all powerful, all-seeing being would you sit sullenly sulking in a corner, saying “I’ll help you, but first you have to say that you believe in me”? If God were truly compassionate, then he would logically help everyone equally, independent of whether they believed in him or not.
Understand I’m not saying that God should be good to everyone (since at some level good is relative anyway) - I’m only saying that people should be judged (if they are judged at all) on their actions rather than on whether or not they happen to believe in one particular deity. So, take for instance, the issue of the death of unbaptised infants. How self-centred and small minded would you have to be to deny these little ones a place in heaven (always assuming there is such a place) just because their parents happened to be too busy planting paddy or getting their taxes done or attending their pilates sessions to get around to having some water poured over their child’s head? Or alternatively, consider Dante’s Inferno**, where the first circle of Hell is reserved for pagans who died without knowing Christ. This is a circle peopled by such great men as Virgil, Horace and Ovid (and presumably by Homer, Sophocles, Socrates, Aristotle, Plato, etc.) - who belong in Hell only because they were never baptised and never accepted Christ. The fact that Christ hadn’t been born when these men lived is clearly not relevant.
Who would deny such men a place in Heaven? Who would be so churlish, such a bully? Only someone who was incredibly insecure - someone who was afraid that he would cease to exist if people stopped believing in him, that he would somehow lose his supremacy if the majority of people did not constantly worship him. The difference between such a God and a truly compassionate being is the difference between a pop star and a true artist - this is a God who is more concerned with TRPs than with human suffering. The God of the Old Testament, we are told, is a Jealous God, but jealousy implies a desire to covet, a hunger - and what can God hunger for except for power (and maybe the occassional pizza. Think what Christ could do with anchovies - one small fish and you have toppings for everyone.)?
You could argue, of course, that God needs belief to survive and therefore his desire for it is justified. There are two problems with this - one, if God truly had faith in his own abilities, then surely he would be confident that he had only to help people as best as he could and they would believe in him. The true artist does not need to pander to the crowd - he plays what his heart tells him and the people listen and are moved. The second problem is that even if God really needed belief to survive, how can you call a being compassionate when he prioritises his own survival over the welfare of his charges. If everything God (presumably) does is paid for by our belief in him, then he is surely little better than a service provider, a self-interested and rational economic actor (and presumably, soon to be outsourced to a call centre in Gurgaon).
Therefore, I don’t think it’s cynical to see God as power hungry - the fact that he demands belief makes him so. In fact, if you believe that he is all powerful to start with, then it makes him worse - it makes him a psychotic megalomaniac. Consider, for instance, the story of Rahab from the book of Joshua. When the Isrealites attack her city, Rahab is the only one whose life is spared, because she is the one who gives shelter to the spies of Israel and helps them destroy the very city she has been calling her home. This is treason; but in the eyes of the Old Testament God it is excusable because it is treason done in his name! (As a matter of fact, the entire book of Joshua is practically a creed for terrorists - the basic idea being that if you believe in the true God then you can go around slaughtering all your enemies and committing all sorts of henious acts, and as long as you’re doing this in the name of religion, your God won’t just let you get away with it, he’ll actually help!!). For all the fuss made over (and scorn heaped on) Vidkun Quisling - there’s actually biblical precedent for what he did!
One final point: understand that I’m not necessarily arguing that there’s anything wrong with being power hungry (though you have to worry a little bit if the being hungry for power is supposed to be all-powerful to begin with); in some ways, to recognise that God is power hungry is to be able to establish a cleaner relationship with him (which I guess is the point of monotheism anyway). Think of it as any other career decision - would you want to work for a boss who was incredibly driven, highly ambitious, and would do pretty much anything (like murder his son, for instance) in order to get ahead (following the Christian God is almost like joining the Mob - I personally have always thought of God as being a sort of Don Corleone, only on a slightly larger scale - and don’t even get me started on the significance of the twelve families all coming from the same place)? For some people, the answer to that question may well be yes - in which case this is the right God for them. Just as long as we’re not kidding ourselves with the notion of some gentle, benign presence who watches over us with compassion and mercy. That’s just the stuff they tell you before they shake you down for protection money.
* Throughout this post I refer to God as him - this is just a matter of convention. I see no reason why God could not be a woman (it might even explain why Mary was still a Virgin afterwards) - in fact, on the whole, I’d be happier if She was. (my biggest fear about heaven is that I’ll make it there and it’ll be a place where everyone sits around in front of this giant TV screen drinking beer and watching baseball; and there won’t even be coasters)
** Of course, Dante is not exactly scripture, even though IMHO he’s far more worthy of worship. Still, I don’t seem to remember any Church strenously objecting to his interpretation of Hell.
06.25.05
What in the name of Jesus
Variations on the Passion of Christ
If the mark of a great myth is the number of different writers and thinkers who have offered varying interpretations of it, then the story of the Passion of Christ must rank as one of the most fruitful of all stories ever told. It’s not just that the Passion has been the subject of some truly exquisite art, though it has, of course. Starting from the different versions of the tale in the New Testament itself, and taking in the wonderful settings of the Passion according to Matthew and John by Johann Sebastian Bach, the innumerable number of painters who have inspired by the scenes from the New Testament, the many cinematic versions (of which Mel Gibson’s execrable movie is but the latest version; see, for instance, Scorsese’s Last Temptation of Christ) and the sheer number of short stories and novels written about the Passion (all the way from Chekhov to Borges), the Passion has long fascinated artists and thinkers of all times and talents.
Part of this, is, of course, the vagueness of the whole thing. Unlike the Old Testament, where the meaning of the text is often clearly spelled out (what other religion will offer you ten basic rules in bullet-point format?), the New Testament is filled with opaque, often contradictory parables, the meaning of which (it seems to me) is left largely open to the reader. What exactly is the Passion of Christ? What does her martyrdom consist of? What does it achieve? What are we to take away from it?
Before I get into my own theory on the matter (which is, after all, the point of this blog) let me highlight some other interpretations I find fascinating. Perhaps the most interesting (if only because the most fanciful) of all comes from a Borges short story, where Borges argues that it is not Jesus but Judas who is the true Messiah - it is Judas who truly suffers, being driven by his own demons to hang himself, and (presumably) being damned forever. Yet isn’t Judas’s betrayal necessary for the martyrdom and eventual glorification of Jesus? And if this interpretation is true, doesn’t Judas suffer further in being misunderstood forever by the very people he died to save; and isn’t that misunderstanding a part of the conspiracy?
Scorsese’s Last Temptation of Christ (based on the novel of the same name) takes somewhat the same point of view - at one point in the movie, Jesus (played brilliantly by William Defoe) points out that Judas (Harvey Keitel) has the harder part to play, because he has to betray a loved one, while Jesus has only to die. (The movie, which starts with incredible promise, then proceeds to lose it’s way in some fairy tale about Jesus being offered the chance of living a normal life and having to refuse it and choose the death on the cross instead, in order for his martyrdom to work; this is interesting, but a trifle trite)
While I’m unconvinced about this interpretation, I think it highlights the central problem with the Jesus myth - how is it possible that the finite suffering of one man (even a semi-divine man) at one particular point of time is enough to pay for all of the sins of the world forever? Especially when this suffering consists of a few brief hours of pain with the certainty of salvation and rebirth and the joys of heaven afterwards? The idea of Judas as Messiah does away with this problem by arguing effectively that it is Judas who has been suffering (and will continue to suffer eternally) for the sins of the world.
A second problem this discussion leads to is the problem of what the suffering of Christ really amounts to. As Bergman points out (through one of his characters in the movie Winter Light) what is the big deal about physical pain? Surely there are hundreds, nay thousands, who have suffered great physical pain at one point or the other; in the history of the world there must be millions who have died more painful deaths than a flogging followed by a crucifixion. Indeed, one of my key takeaways from Gibson’s ghoulish movie was precisely that the treatment meted out to Christ, far from being cruel and unusual, was pretty much par for the course at the time. In fact, watching the movie, I found my sympathies entirely with Pilate and Herod - what would you do with some scruffy vagabond who came along and declared he was the Son of God and the King of Heaven?
(In some ways, Christ’s belief in his own status as Messiah is a problem in itself. For surely to believe that one is the Messiah, the saviour of the world, the one who will sit in Judgement over all mankind, is to give in to the temptation of Pride. Even to choose to be sacrificed, to be martyred for a cause is to be tempted - see, for instance, Eliot’s Murder in the Cathedral)
Bergman’s answer to this problem is that the real suffering of Christ consists in being deserted on the cross - the physical pain is nothing, it is the knowledge that he has been abandoned by everyone, that he must die, as every man does, alone. That is why Christ cries out “Lord! Why have you forsaken me?”.
In this, I think, Bergman is close to the answer, but he doesn’t quite develop the idea sufficiently. My own idea is that the entire story of Christ is about God’s deliberate deception and betrayal of his own son. God deliberately plants his Son on earth, lets him grow up believing himself to be the Messiah, brings him to a point where Jesus believes sufficiently in his Father to be willing to sacrifice himself, and then abandons him utterly on the cross. There is, for Jesus, no pity, no place in heaven - only barren emptiness and oblivion. What God could not bring himself to demand of Abraham (how could he? what had he ever done that compared?) he now commits himself.
What, you may ask, would be the point of such a sacrifice? Precisely that a God who would go so far is beyond question. How dare a mere mortal demand an accounting for his sorrows, for his suffering, from a God who would willingly send his own son to be butchered? And conversely, what sacrifices, what excesses can such a God not demand in his name? Jesus is to God what Iphigenia was to Agammemnon - a sacrifice made not so much to propitiate the Gods as to establish the supremacy of one over all others. Imagine going into battle with someone who would cut off his own fingers. Who could possibly accuse such a person of being self-interested, of letting others suffer for his / her own good? Who could accuse him of giving orders without understanding, without knowing what it is to suffer? And at another, cruder level, how can one help admiring such a being’s courage, his intensity. If someone is willing to sacrifice his son for a cause, then surely that cause, however illogical, however difficult, must be right.
In one master stroke, then, the story of Christ puts the Christian God beyond all human interference - he may demand whatever he wishes and yet nothing he does may be questioned. Before the New Testament, it was possible to become disillusioned with God - if you believed in him fervently and kept his edicts and still continued to suffer in misery, for instance. After the New Testament, all such questions were moot, and endless sacrifice was legitimated.
Who would make such a sacrifice? Someone who was hungry, no, desperate for power. There are two ways you can look at this of course - one that the story of Christ is one manufactured by the religious interests of the day, in a master stroke of politics, enabling them to win popular support (you’re suffering? come to us - we have a God, a Messiah, who suffers too; we REALLY feel your pain). The other is that God (or at any rate the Christian God) actually is that megalomanical, so completely cold-blooded that he would sacrifice his own son to put any questions about his supremacy to rest once and for all (though that of course raises the question of whether it’s really worth while believing in so cold-blooded a God).
But wait, you say, what about the resurrection? What about the return of Christ? If he was not saved, how could that have happened? It’s always struck me as strange that Christ, when he returns, doesn’t bring any particularly cheerful messages about the other side (I mean to say, you’ve just got back from a weekend trip to the afterlife; you think you’d have a few interesting anecdotes, maybe even a postcard or two). In fact, he doesn’t really say anything about heaven or the next world at all (there is a passage that speaks of him being risen, but these words are spoken by an angel not by Jesus himself). So two possibilities exist - either he doesn’t know what is in store for him - after all, it’s not as though he’s seen the Kingdom of Heaven or knows that it exists - maybe this is God’s last, most cruel trick - to lull him into a false sense of triumph when all the while oblivion waits for him on the other side (if this were not true, why does he not return again, after those first three times? If he’s really in heaven, and he really wants to convince people of this, why not come back more often, why not show himself to a larger audience? The testimony of a dozen people, and those the very ones close to him is hardly convincing evidence).
The other possibility is that he does know, but has been forced to come back by God, just to show himself (which is why he has nothing positive to say about the next world). Even disregarding the presumed omnipotence of God that would enable this, could not Jesus have been talked into coming back precisely in the name of the benefits believing in the lie would have for his followers? Suppose I said to you that everything you believed was a lie, but that you could save your closest friends and loved ones the pain of making this discovery by joining in the lie and helping to maintain the deception? Would you not do it? And wouldn’t this be the most ironic, the most poetically sadistic way to do it?
Or perhaps it isn’t even really Jesus but just an illusion sent by God to take his place. In any event, this is a classic carrot and stick - having effectively put God beyond human questioning, theology now offers the common man a sop, a glimpse of hope. This is a particularly clever carrot, because in essence it promises nothing and is by definition never going to happen to anyone else (I mean, this is special treatment reserved for the Son of God, right - why assume it has anything to do with ordinary mortals?)
It’s also interesting, of course, how much this notion of Christ, of (as Eliot puts it) some ‘infinitely gentle, infinitely suffering thing’ though manifestly illogical has become so firmly entrenched in our pysche. Did this sympathy, nay, this respect, for those who suffer in silence always exist (what possible anthropological basis could there be for it?) or is it in fact an artifact of the Christ myth. And without this idea, would other political movements based on non-violence (such as India’ struggle for Independence, for instance) have had any hope of working?