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To AKMA's Seabury-Western Home Page Email me at Seabury AUTHENTICITY PREMISES Voice, Authenticity, Style, Politics Faculty and Administration of the University of Blogaria Prof. of Hyperlinked Humanities, Primus Inter Pares David Weinberger Provost and Vice Chancellor of Imaginary Affairs Frank Paynter Vice President/Development Director and Porter Wealth Bondage Registrar Halley Suitt Dean of Memetic Engineering and Reader of Thoughts Kevin Marks Research Professor of Markup Cryptology Phil Ringnalda Murasaki Shikibu and Sei Shonagon Foundation Professor of Early Japanese Literature Jonathan Delacour Abraham J. Simpson Chair of Desultory Conjecture Steve Himmer Clued Professor of Micro-journalism and Women's Studies Jeneane Sessum Prof. of Digital Psychometry Eric Norlin Prof. of Priapic Ideation Christopher Locke Prof. of Comparative Kim Novak Ray Davis Ho Chi Minh Chair in Vietnamese Studies & American Poetry Joseph Duemer Section 508 Prof. of Web Accesibility and Useability Mark Pilgrim Professor of Haemophagy and Laputan Linguistics Naomi Chana Harley Davidson Saddle of Comparative Literature Tom Matrullo Prof. of Melanesian Hermeneutics Alex Golub Prof. of Linguistics Dorothea Salo Zimmerman Professor of Music and Poetics Mike Golby Senior Lecturer in Tlonian Area Studies and Chaplain A. K. M. Adam Szarkowski Chair of Photography Jeff Ward Prof. of Analytic Philosophy and Korean Area Studies Stavros Alfred E. Newman Foundation Chair in International Blogging Relations Shelley Powers Prof. of Gluation and Scissorology Mark Woods Professor of Folklore & Mythology Renee Perlmutter Crone-in-Residence, Purveyor of Eclectic Mysticism�??�?� and Professor of Rhetorical Ritual Elaine de Kalilily Prof. of Fractured Philosophy Tom Shugart Director of Music, Blogaria School of Divinity Tripp Hudgins House Band Shannon Campbell Audio-Visual Guy Josiah Adam Campus Cat Dizzy, at Allan Moult's place DAILY BLOGS The Usual Posse Doc Searls Dave Rogers Victor Echo Zulu Gary Turner Textism Jordon Cooper Elke (Sisco) Zimmermann sacra doctrina Mike Sanders ZINES The Ekklesia Project Fellowship
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Saturday, March 16, 2002 ( 12:13 PM ) Alpha MaleI like using Eudora, 'cause whenever I switch the locations from which I connect to the mail server, Eudora reminds me that there are some situations in which I'm Dominant. Permalink -Main Page-( 9:16 AM ) Teal Alert!Reading David W's blog yesterday made me think (for once). Are we sure that five shades of color adequately convey the wide variety of threats to our national security that the US now faces? Ought not the Office of Homeland Paranoia expand its repertoire to cover dangers that the plain old "green-blue-yellow-orange-red" spectrum fails to identify.
( 7:14 AM ) "Amen. Copyright...."The tempestette over whether preachers have to come up with something original every time they open their mouths in public--witnessed by the NYTimes (free subscription necessary) here and here--hits many points of personal interest for me. As an Episcopal priest who teaches Scripture (but emphasizes biblical interpretation for preaching), who inveighs fiercely against plaigiarism, whose sermons have themselves been published (hence available for other preachers who want to seem as addlepated as I), who is a card-carrying member of whatever Tom Matrullo and Dave Rogers want to call their post-copyright drum and bugle corps, as someone who has for almost nine years been hearing more sermons in a month than most people hear in a year (many of which have been somewhat less than compelling), for all these reasons I am intensely interested in this question. All that, and also that a reporter from the St. Petersburg Times called yesterday to know what I thought about it all.I thought the "St. Pete Times" part of it was my past catching up with me; I used to teach at Eckerd College in St. Pete, and served as a source for their then-religion editor a number of times. But no, the present reporter had just been referred to Seabury, whose crack development officer steered them to me. So what did I say? I don't know yet--the reporter hasn't filed his story. But what I told him was that preaching in the Episcopal Church, particularly in the kinds of congregation I'd be most likely to support, functions in a way distinct from activites like publishing or handing in a paper. First, as a historical note, the Church of England used to encourage its preachers to read from an authorized collection of sermons, the First and Second Books of Homilies, in order to promote the Reformation church's view of important theological points. These sermons were, by the way, written by Cranmer, Jewel, Parker, three outstanding homiletical stylists of the day. Evidenty, from its inception, the Episcopal Church's assumption about sermons is that it's more important that they be sound and well-composed than that they be original. Few contemporary congregations have even heard of the Books of Homilies, though, and they are more likely to have been shaped by a protestant-cum-romantic idea that each time a preacher ascends to the pulpit, she or he relies afresh on the Holy Spirit to determine a word specifically appropriate for this congregation, this day, based on the Scripture readings for the day's worship. That model, probably in more refined form, provides the pivot-point for a number of congregations and denominations--but it's problematic for the Episcopal Church unless it be nuanced in ways sensitive to the distinctive identity of Episcopalians. I suggest that, for Episcopalians, Sunday worship focuses less on the sermon than on the central importance of the Eucharist, the sacrament of Holy Communion. The wording of the eucharistic rite has been set for centuries in the successive editions of the Book of Common Prayer; here again, the church has placed a higher priority on fitting words than on a priest's personal contribution. In a context defined by this eucharistic and literary emphasis, the sermon derives its significance not from its being mediated by a spiritually unique preacher, but by articulating a sound, compelling vision of the gospel. Thus, so far as the Episcopal Church is concerned, it ought to be just fine, theologically and liturgically, if a preacher didn't write the particular sermon that she or he is preaching. On the other hand, misprepresentation of any kind, especially misrepresentation in church, assaults the integrity of human relationships--so that preachers who figure that they need help in compiling sound and well-composed sermons should not by any means allow the impression that they wrote the sermons in question. I don't mean the preacher should begin (or end) the sermon by saying, "I didn't write this," but might slip a note into the bulletin or (at the very least) should make it clear in conversations with appreciative congregants that someone else wrote that really lovely sermon. "Glad you liked it; I found it at Sermons R Us online." The issues in Michigan seem to involve (a) personality conflict between congregation and rector, in which circumstances some people have lit on the idea of using "plagiarism" as a useful lever by which to remove the clergyman they don't like; (b) the rector's alleged failure explicitly to acknowledge that he was using other people's writings; (c) the rector's actual use of other people's material in his articles in the parish newsletter; (d) possibly different visions of the role and significance of preaching in the Episcopal Church. This sort of conflict rarely does well as a setting for bringing truth and wisdom to light; often people feel irresistibly drawn to become the worst characterizations their adversaries make of them. But preachers should be free to borrow, not steal; they should be humble enough to make it clear that they're borrowing; no one should represent someone else's experiences or accomplishments as their own; and everyone involved should chill out and make room for grace. Permalink -Main Page- Thursday, March 14, 2002 ( 11:04 PM ) I Bind Unto Myself This Day....Today Seabury celebrates the Feast of St.Patrick, transferred to the nearest available day. Technically, we aren't supposed to observe saints' days during Lent; perhaps the more precise terminology would be that we will commemorate St. Patrick. I'll be preaching (got a draft of the sermon done last night) and saying mass, and I'll be thinking of the gifts so many of my blogfriends having so generously given me.Permalink -Main Page- ( 10:00 PM ) The papers were commented on (not graded--we're not grading anyone who doesn't demand it, or whose bishop doesn't demand it), the taxes completed, many of the financial aid forms completed, both boys re-entering family house orbit moderately gracefully. I'm ready to let the web/metaphor/space/place blogstream lie fallow for a while, which usually means that tomorrow morning all the smart bloggers will have thrown in their shiny golden Sacajaweas and I'll succumb to the temptation to ante up my tuppence. But David W is right that "thinking up a jazzy metaphor" won't itself transform our relation to the web; it'll take the combination of a jazzy metaphor and the software to make it happen. And since my coding career has steadily declined since I hacked the campus server's STRTRK game in the seventies, I have to back down at this point in the discussion. I think all the most pertinent issues have been aired--so far. Thank you all. Permalink -Main Page- ( 8:28 AM ) If we had blogs enough, and timeMore people I forgot to blogback about Web, space, and so on (which makes this a retroblog, I guess): I wanted speccifically to acknowledge and think more about Steve Himmer's association with sign language, a topic that's fascinated me ever since I encountered some of the philosophical discussions of language and ASL; I have to keep thinking about this before I say more. And Kalilily wants to make sure that David W. (here, there, elsewhere, and yon) remembers that the Web is only part of who we are, that "at least half" of who we are needs to find expression in physical connection. She cites B!x's time with a one-year-old baby as an example of the kind of tangible relatedness that constitutes us as fully human. Although she opens with a cautious allusion to the Cartesian mind/body dichotomy, I wonder whether Descartes still gets the last word; I'm as physically needy as anyone, perhaps more so than many, but I'm not sure that persistent, imaginative, demanding, provocative relationships via the Web are more of a threat to my physical relationships than my general inclination to be introverted would be. I spent much of my early adolescence lying in the small space between the living-room couch and the radiator, reading nineteenth-century novels (I often explain my inclination to courtliness and long-windedness by observing that I grew up a Victorian).And now Si's return from Sri Lanka reminds us that notions about how much physical contact is appropriate or necessary are culture-specific. I won't substitute electronic relationships for physical relationships anytime soon. I also won't worry if I'm building relationships with people far away, just because I can't hug them. (Remember the great epistolary novels: Pamela, Les Liaisons Dangereuses, and now making a comeback in various high-literary (The Color Purple) and popular literary works (Eighty-four Charing Cross Road)? Aren't they one eighteenth-century precursor of our Web-mediated friendships and loves?) Permalink -Main Page- Wednesday, March 13, 2002 ( 10:11 PM ) Kids Over ParentsWhat hasn't been happening today? Most important, and closest to home, in fact right exactly at home, both of the teen males are now back under the roof. Yesterday Nate came home from his conservatory auditions on the east coast, and today Si returned from Sri Lanka. All of this took some arranging, and worrying, and picking Si up at O'Hare (where Margaret and I had the unnerving experience of seeing a thick column of black smoke and flame rising from one of the runways as we pulled into the International Terminal parking lot--though one of the security personnel suggested that it was probably just a drill for airport fire crews, we spent the walk into the terminal smiling at one another through clenched teeth).I'm almost halfway through the twenty papers I have to grade tonight (many of you have been there--at least these are short), I have to finish our taxes now that I've got the last royalties statement (it's a good thing that copyright protected my two hundred dollars last year) squared away. And my wonderful blogleagues have been shooting ideas around here like mad, which is just what I would have hoped by digging in my heels on the Web-metaphors thread. Along with those who've weighed in before, Jacob Shwirtz noted the odd array of dissonant metaphors that we use to evoke Web experiences: surfing, the superhighway, the web, and--in a subsequent message--the synecdoche of identifying web users as "eyeballs." This is just what I'd expect for a conceptual juncture where our metaphors haven't ossified into "of course it's that way" yet, precisely the moment I'm lobbying for us to extend rather than to pave over by perpetuating and extending the "space" metaphor. Blkros argues that time provides the key metaphor for the Web, that we experience the Web as intervals and delays; this connects with what Tom Matrullo was proposing, save that Tom's suggestion appeals to me more as it remains open in more conceptual directions (though my stating this opens me up to the criticism that I experience time in too monovalent a way, at least I do nowadays). Victor wants to stick with the spatial metaphor, on the grounds that browsing resembles "crawling round a big cave in the dark. Not too sure what your hand or foot may touch next? And then being surprised when you find a cavern with beautiful stalactite and stalagmite structures." No argument--I know the feeling (and thanks for the link to Moravian Karst). And Euan at The Obvious? invited me to think again about his observations on walking; as an inveterate walker--my idea of a celestial time is to see how many churches in London I can walk to in a given day, which can run into some serious church-accumulating and even more serious walking--I resonate with tha description (I might say "sauntering" to catch the echo of Thoreau, or flânerie, to catch Baudelaire and Benjamin and even later Edmund White). Yet again, I'm looking not to beat up on people who say the web is spatial--with the possible exception of David W whose "Web as Utopia" blog started this particular ball rolling, just because it's so much fun to beat up on him--but to remind everyone who'll listen that we can think more, "more" that involves the thing-we-haven't-thought-yet, which someone has to think first before we can catch it, the viral metaphor (if you will) for the Web. "Space"?--well, yeah, in a certain sense that's obvious and perhaps even necessary to some extent. But an ocean is lapping at our toes, and it hasn't yet dawned on us to swim in it. After all, we experience the ocean by walking in it, "walking" is necessary, right? Margaret, who has generated plenty of ideas enough to warrant starting a blog of her own, reads David W's point of disagreement with me: "here's where AKMA and I actually disagree, at long last--I don't think spatiality is a metaphor the way that, say, 'Links are like caesuras,' as Tom suggests, is. Space isn't a way of thinking about the Web. It is (in its weird webby permutation) how we experience the Web," and she points out to me that we will of course experience the Web as spatial as long as our metaphors tell us that the Web is, in fact, spatial. Ay, there's the rub. David earlier characterized my plea as a quest for a new poetics of the Web. I can't beat that description, and I'm still pleading. Permalink -Main Page- ( 10:10 PM ) Hyperlinked Theologian?Thanks for the title of "Blogging Chaplain," Mike. I'll save seats in the front pew for you and anyone you care to drag along.Jeneane, you come on around too and we lift some mugs of coffee and hash important things out till they chase us out of the cafe. Permalink -Main Page- Tuesday, March 12, 2002 ( 4:32 PM ) We're on an Information Superhighway to No-whereFew things are as unbecoming as someone whom everyone knows to be wrong, going on and on about how he's misunderstood, or really just ahead of his time, or what. So let me say it at the outset: everyone else is probably right, and I wrong. By "everyone," I mean David W, Jason, John (remarks on David W's site, link is to Competitive.com--does he hire only photogenic people? Would I look better if I worked there?), Steve, and several other people who addressed this topic and I've forgotten where. Got that? I'm probably wrong, especially as I attend to David's nuanced distinction between "spaces" and "places." I don't know if I think it works, but it's so subtle that I love it.All the same, I'm stuck pondering the topic. Each of these insightful ruminators (I didn't say "ruminants") points out ways that "space" serves us well as a metaphor for the Web--but each assures us that the Web is very different from space as we know it. Fair enough--"difference" is what makes a metaphor different from a simple statement of identity. But let's take up Tom Matrullo's hint that music might provide a powerful alternative to "space" as a guiding metaphor for our Web exploration. Or further down in his blog, prosody itself, with caesuras, ictuses--perhaps spondees and anapests. (I mostly just wanted to say "spondee" online; I've always loved spondaic meter, because it's so hard to keep up for more than a few words). The impetus for my question, the one I want to stick with, derives from my caution that all the ways in which "space" suits our exploration of the Web--and I don't dispute that fitness--may insulate us from the weirdness of the (non-)spatial or even placial features of the Web. The weird part is the Web I want to explore, and I don't want to have trouble recognizing it because I'm wearing "space"-colored glasses. But I'm probably wrong. Tom's not, though. Permalink -Main Page- ( 4:30 PM ) Famous?If I read David W's site correctly, he's saying that I rode his coattails onto the Daypop Top 40 for a few minutes yesterday. Of course, I missed the chance to see this myself. Does this mean that my fifteen minutes of fame has passed me by, and I didn't even know? Probably just as well; the vanity would be harmful to me, and it wasn't on the basis of anything clever that I said anyway, but because of his exploration of the Web as Utopia. Permalink -Main Page-Monday, March 11, 2002 ( 8:53 PM ) Hang it UpAs one threatened with retaliation under the strict new regime of Captain Blowtorch, permit me simply to say, "Please don't take away my hair shirt, sir." Permalink -Main Page-( 10:58 AM ) He Could Write a BookIsn't it classy of David to point me to the discussion of his book in Peterme, instead of saying "I just wrote a whole damn chapter about this in my new book?" I'll say, defensively, that I 've been holding off reading the online portions of Small Pieces because I wanted to read it as a whole work, straight through, but now I may have to watch the coming attractions. Permalink -Main Page-( 9:09 AM ) More Than One AnswerHalley and I have been conversing about theology and spirituality and faith and so on, somewhat as follows:AKMA: I don't by any means expect everyone to believe what I believe. Mercy, I am alert enough to have learned that relatively few people believe what I do. I listen with respect to what people say about what they believe as long as they give an account of it that testifies to someone extending her- or himself to his/her fullest capacities to understand what they're up to. Longer, really, 'cause I don't want to make a grievous error in presumption. Of course, that's the secret to, what?, eighty percent of ministry: knowing how to sit patiently and recognize when someone really does want you to say something, and when they don't. Halley: Sitting patiently and waiting and listening is the only posture worthy of adopting. My rather eccentric uncle used to start every conversation with "Have you taken Jesus as your personal savior?" in a casual "How about them Yankees?" tone. It was off-putting for many, as you can imagine. It was much too "born again" for most of my straight-laced Presbyterian family. He lived in the Lower East Side of NYC, much to my family's chagrin and embarrassment and started a church himself and helped many people. I wonder if "organized religion" is just too formal for people these days and they must go for God in oblique ways. AKMA: The tag "organized religion" irks me a little. How much in our lives, really now, do we want to be disorganized? Rapid transit? Medical care? College basketball (go, Duke!)? If the argument is that churches are too organized, I wonder which churches we're talking about; I don't know any (and the best-organized churches I know are often the strongest arguments in behalf of "organized religion"). Perhaps we should say "bureaucratized religion"--I could get on board with that, I guess, though I think that the Vatican, for all its faults, has more going for it than its detractors commonly allow. The problem tends to be bureaucratization + patriarchy (as your pastor's prof at Harvard Divinity School, Elisabeth Schüssler Fiorenza, would affirm). Halley : I only meant what people call 'organized religions' like Catholicism, Protestanism, Judaism, churches/temples with big buildings and worship times and all. I wasn't saying anything about whether they were organized or not. {Other stuff} AKMA: When people with a little power, with oblique power, like their power and want to use it, they almost inevitably fall into malign relations with those among whom they have been vested with authority. It's not the authority per se (that happens willy-nilly in all spheres of life, as we can illustrate abundantly in our own blogcircles), but the determination to use it. Kinda Lord-of-the-Rings-y, but nonetheless true, I think. Halley: The most frightening part of knowing God is learning about power and powerlessness. AKMA: Oooh! You can say that again. There's a malignant romanticization of "powerlessness" that's cruelly complicit with evil, and a petulant romanticization of opposition to power that's tediously self-congratulatory. I give thanks that I was led to study the theoreticians I did, to help me toward a more nuanced treatment of power that helps me accept with awe and caution what's given me, and to beware the impulse to lay claim to more. Halley: I like to read people like Deepak Chopra and Shakti Gawain, as they express notions about the soul, about the material world, the experience of reality that lets me think more broadly. Perhaps they are saying the same things that good old time Christianity addresses, but like fast food, they make it more accessible in some way. AKMA: Deepak Chopra and Shakti Gawain make my flesh creep, but not because of my starchy orthodoxy (I do love starched clothes , though; one of my students assured me it's a gay thing, which only complicates my already-knotty identity). It's because I don't hear in their voices the notes of wisdom by which I recognize the truth. I don't hear it in the way that I hear it when the Berrigans, or (usually) the Dalai Lama, or Meister Eckhart, or the Sutras, or Sufi teaching traditions bespeak the truth. I'll withhold unfavorable characterizations of Chopra and Gawain, but simply suggest that you think about the music you hear closest to your heart's beat, and then of the music that apparently addresses similar topics, but in a less satisfactory, more commercially successful mode. The problem for me isn't whether people carry a nihil obstat and imprimatur from the Orthodoxy office--it's whether in their divergence from what I understand to be true, I recognize in them an awareness of the ways to truth as I know those ways (or whether they prompt me to reassess the ways I had been relying on). Lots of non-orthodox (non-Christian, non-religious, anti-religious) sages teach me much. Halley: Really, one could ask why is your religion more legitimate than someone else's? If they get sustenance from it, learn moral practices, gain the ability to choose compassion over hatred by practicing their "religion", what's the difference? Are you a religious snob? Is it just about a fancy building and silver chalices? AKMA: Well, I do love church architecture and I'm very high-church myself, so you may be able to get an indictment on those charges. "Why is your religion more legitimate than someone else's? "--there's the hard question. Religious faith, after all, isn't demonstrable in the same ways that gravity or thermodynamics are demonstrable. Wise, erudite spokespeople for divergent faiths reach opposite conclusions, and untutored devotion has much to teach the most sophisticated divines. All true. At the same time, that doesn't warrant saying that everything's as good as everything else. To return to the music metaphor, one can't prove that Elvis Costello is better than N Sync--but I know he is. There are complex nets of premises, consequences, and connections among them to which we need to pay painstaking attention if we want to lay claim to authority in these non-metric fields of knowledge.... ( 9:04 AM ) Where in the Hell's That At?David W., an East-Coast early riser, has acknowledged and refined my response to his blog about the Web and space. He's right about "how we experience [the Web] now," though I think that the old shoes are already beginning to pinch. He's also right that we can think usefully about "experiencing the Web as a place" and "experiencing the Web as spatial"--that's a nice, subtle point. I love it when someone notices a fine point like that! He's also right that I'm pushing for a new poetics (as it were) of the Web; I'm all about imagination (one of my set-piece church lectures works around the distinction between "imagination" and "fancy," and why we're so diminished by our forgetting to make that distinction).I'm still lobbying for a change in our repertoire of metaphors--the radical changes in our ways of thinking and relating to one another won't come to light as quickly if we persist in trying to define and identify them with conceptual nets whose roots lie in limited-availability, spatial media. "Bloggers of the world, unite! You have nothing to lose but your outworn metaphors!" Permalink -Main Page- ( 8:28 AM ) Close Down Those Corporate Jam FactoriesIn answer to his questions about copyright, music distribution, and writers, I point to They Might Be Giants, who come closest to what he describes for alternative distribution; I'm not exactly sure what the terms are for their music, but they seem to be on board in general, and two of their albums were released on MP3 only. And also to Scott McCloud's advocacy of micropayments for comics. As for writers, I have two contracts to fulfill before I'm free, but I can't wait to participate in this new sphere. Back me, someone. Permalink -Main Page-Sunday, March 10, 2002 ( 3:08 PM ) No Particular Place to GoDavid Weinberger has been thinking in public again, giving us plenty to chew on. I'm with 'most everything he says. I had been wondering for a while before I read these remarks, though, about the applicability of spatial metaphors to the Web.I'd been tempted to reject the notion altogether before I read what David has to say about the Web's "persistence." He points out that our experience of the Web's "persistence," its durable continuity, grounds our perception of the Web as a place--in contrast to such modes of interaction as telephony and ham radio (and he might have added in light of Friday's talk, instant messaging). That's a good point, and I hadn't been thinking in those terms. Still, wonder if our sense of the hyperlinked aspect of the Web (DW's point #3) doesn't far outweigh our sense of the Web as an enduring spatial domain. "Space" typically entails "extension" for everyday life; space has dimensions of height, breadth, depth, all of which are absent (or extremely different) with relation to the Web. Our first round of metaphors helped us grasp the notions of linked compositions (hence, a "Web" or a "superhighway"), but the very metaphors that communicate "linking" also imply distance. In physical reality, we need links to connect two remote locations; in the Web, though, our pages are not so much physically far from one another; for all we know, the pages we read and write are being served from the caches of a single server. I'm not about to supply a newly-minted, copyrighted Superior Metaphor. None has come to mind. But one of my concerns as we modulate into the new regime of hyperlinked presence involves the ways our leftover metaphors constrain our behavior under different conditions. Davids' talk seems to draw on an etymology of "Utopia" as eu-topia, from a Greek compound that would mean "good place" (DW fretted with the possible/impossible extent of "perfection" in the "new" and "fresh" Web), but one might also derive "utopia" from ou-topia, "no place," and that line of thinking appeals more to me. How might we imagine the Web if we tried to conceive it nonspatially? But If You Study the Heuristics and Logistics of the Mystics. . . .Mark Woods blogged my dismay at his spotlight on Alex Burns's paean to Elaine Pagels. Now that I've climbed down from my high dudgeon, I ought to re-emphasize a few points, and perhaps clarify a basis for my irritation.First, Elaine Pagels is an outstanding scholar. I agree with her about some things and disagree with her about others, but my pique was directed at Alex Burns,not at her. Second, the responses that Mark obligingly cites from First Things are only somewhat more likely to yield illuminating assessments of Pagels than is disinformation. First Things leans heavily toward a particular (generally conservative) version of Catholic teaching, such that it would be surprising to find a positive review of Pagels's book there. At least First Things knows something about theology and church history, and they enlisted as a reviewer Jeffrey Burton Russell, a scholar of stature roughly comparable to Pagels. (Some would disagree about that; the point, however, isn't their precise equality, but the fact that both are widely-known, widely-respected scholars.) Third, and this is the point I wanted to make, Burns fallaciously ascribes to Pagels authority as a spiritual teacher, whereas her studies, credentials, and writings justify her authority as a historian. Historians can be spiritually enlightened, and people with a rep for spirituality can be frauds--but Burns treats her acknowledged brilliance in one field as the basis for a very different sort of authority. All times are local. Local times may vary. Minutes do not expire. A. K. M. Adam That which we have not yet bothered to imagine is not therefore impossible. |
He seems like a nice guy. Has he written any books? Would he come speak to us?
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