The Death Problem

I read this

And, you know, it was fine.

Given that death is my favorite topic, I really latched onto:

Our modern world tries extremely hard to protect us from the sort of existential moments experienced by Mill and Russell. Netflix, air-conditioning, sex apps, Alexa, kale, Pilates, Spotify, Twitter … they’re all designed to create a world in which we rarely get a second to confront ultimate meaning — until a tragedy occurs, a death happens, or a diagnosis strikes. Unlike any humans before us, we take those who are much closer to death than we are and sequester them in nursing homes, where they cannot remind us of our own fate in our daily lives. 

But I ask you Mr. Sullivan, how exactly does christianity solve death? How does christianity protect us from THE existential moment?

By unrealizing it. You never die. You are eternal. He that believeth in me...

I like my solutions a little more solution-like.

You might say don't throw the baby out with the bath water.

But the bath water never cleaned the baby and christianity NEVER solved the death problem.

You die. we die, he dies, she dies, they die...all men are mortal, Socrates is mortal...

Death is your own-most possibility and it cannot be outstripped.

How are you going to LIVE with this possibility?

By unrealizing it? This has epistemic-health consequences.

What you believe matters.

What you think matters.

A lot.

Pinker's progressivism and all it entails doesn't deny death; it has that going for it. Which is more than I can say for christianity.

psst: http://www.pewforum.org/2018/11/20/where-americans-find-meaning-in-life/

If Buddy Miles Is Wrong, I Don’t Want To Be Right.

One night while watching the Colbert Report with my wife I said that Colbert is a national treasure. And he is.

But I want to riff on something I uncovered during his interview with Bill Maher.

Now it was clearly in jest when Colbert intimated that Maher should come back to the Catholic church.

 “Come on back, Bill. The door is always open. Golden ticket right before you, all you have to do is humble yourself before the presence of the Lord, and admit there are things greater than you in the universe that you do not understand, and salvation awaits you,” Colbert said. “Take Pascal’s wager: If you’re wrong, you’re an idiot, but if I’m right, you’re going to hell.”

It is this, or rather these “greater than you” and “salvation” ideas that I want to flush out a little more. And put in reference to the recent Paris attacks. (Oh and you might check the blog for Pascal.)

Attaching oneself to something greater than you can have profound effects. Alcoholics and drug addicts can cite it as part of their recovery, people can find their calling, etc. 

But isn’t it obvious that there are two sides to that coin? Can’t the profound effects also be negative, as evidenced by terrorism in general and suicide bombings specifically?

Stop. This is not an indictment of Islam. This is skepticism of the idea that accepting something greater than you is always a good thing.

The directions from the voice of something greater than yourself can tell you to do good things like kick alcohol or drugs and support your children but it can also, as George Carlin once quipped, tell you to take a shit on the salad bar at Wendy’s, or as evidenced by 9/11 and Paris, murder people.

Next.

Salvation. How do we know which people are getting it wrong? How do we say that the message from one god is right and the other wrong?

Perhaps this is what Maher and Dennett and Dawkins and Harris (and Hitchens) are getting at; maybe we don’t (gasp) need something greater than ourselves to get by in the world? Maybe we might be a little nicer to our neighbors if we had no supposed moral authority to cite? Maybe we’d be nicer to each other if we recognized that, along with Nietzsche, we are “all too human?” Maybe if salvation was earth/time bound, we would appreciate our finiteness (finitude if you prefer) more and accept at the end of the day that we’ve got to live together.

If Buddy Miles is wrong, I don’t want to be right.