Important and Timely Advice from Walt Whitman

It’s always a pleasure finding a website that deserves frequent visits. I didn’t know that Garrison Keillor has a Writer’s Almanac site. It appears to be updated every day.

Yesterday’s entry quoted Walt Whitman’s preface to the 1855 edition of Leaves of Grass. Whitman offered some wise advice:

“This is what you shall do: Love the earth and sun and the animals, despise riches, give alms to every one that asks, stand up for the stupid and crazy, devote your income and labor to others, hate tyrants, argue not concerning God, have patience and indulgence toward the people, take off your hat to nothing known or unknown or to any man or number of men, go freely with powerful uneducated persons and with the young and with the mothers of families, read these leaves in the open air every season of every year of your life, re-examine all you have been told at school or church or in any book, dismiss whatever insults your own soul; and your very flesh shall be a great poem and have the richest fluency not only in its words but in the silent lines of its lips and face and between the lashes of your eyes and in every motion and joint of your body.”

I don’t generally favor standing up for the stupid and crazy, although it’s good to stand up for the “stupid” and “crazy” (scare quotes inserted).

http://writersalmanac.publicradio.org/index.php?date=2013/07/04

Something About Politics That Can’t Be Said Too Often

The Guardian is a British newspaper, so I’m not sure if columnist Michael Cohen is an American (not that it matters). American or not, he makes a point that more columnists and commentators should be making about the state of our nation:

What is the single most consequential political development of the past five years?… It is the rapid descent of the Republican party into madness.

Never before in American history have we seen a political party so completely dominated and controlled by its extremist wing; and never before have we seen a political party that brings together the attributes of nihilism, heartlessness, radicalism and naked partisanship quite like the modern GOP. In a two-party system like America’s, the result is unprecedented dysfunction.

http://www.guardian.co.uk/commentisfree/2013/jul/03/republican-party-demise-continues

The rest of the column is a recitation of recent Republican misdeeds. It’s Mr. Cohen’s calling a spade a spade that is refreshing and deserves repeating.

(Note:  According to Wikipedia, the expression “calling a spade a spade” was introduced into English in 1542 and refers to a small shovel: “the Macedonians wer feloes of no fyne witte, they whiche had not the witte to calle a spade by any other name then a spade”.)

Maybe Lesley Gore Knows

If having a catchy melody were enough to hit number 1 on the charts, this song would have hit number 1 and then some (0, -1? Why does rising on the charts mean getting a lower number?).

Written by the highly talented Brill Building all-stars Jeff Barry and Ellie Greenwich (“Da Doo Ron Ron”, “Be My Baby”) and sung by the equally talented Lesley Gore (“It’s My Party”, “You Don’t Own Me”), this remarkably catchy single from 1964 only rose to #14 in the US and #20 in the UK. Competing with the Beatles and their countrymen, plus Motown, the Beach Boys, the Four Seasons and Phil Spector, was hard work.

Born in Brooklyn, New York, raised in Tenafly, New Jersey, it’s Lesley Gore, proto-feminist icon, giving her all on “Maybe I Know”:

Note: the powers that be removed a video from YouTube that had better sound. That better sound is available below, although the video and sound are out of synch:

http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x13owqc_lesley-gore-maybe-i-know_music

What It Means to Really Believe

At some point along the way, most philosophers came to the conclusion that having a belief isn’t simply an internal state of the believer. One might suppose otherwise — that in order for Mary to believe some proposition P, she simply needs to be in the appropriate internal mental state, perhaps one in which she is silently saying to herself “You know, I really believe P”.

There is some truth to the internalist view. After all, we sometimes reach conclusions without announcing them to the world. Archimedes could have stepped into his bathtub, noticed how the water rose and immediately acquired a belief about how to measure the volume of irregularly-shaped objects — while keeping his mouth firmly shut, saving “Eureka!” for another time and place.

One problem with this view, however, is that it seems wrong to say that Mary believes P if her behavior is (consistently) inconsistent with believing P. Say, for example, that Mary claims to believe that all Americans should pay their required income tax, yet fails to pay any tax at all on her extremely high income. When the IRS comes calling, she is nowhere to be found. Mary might loudly proclaim that she believes in paying her income tax — she often says to herself “We Americans should all pay what we owe to the IRS” — but we would be remiss if we didn’t reply: “You claim to believe that, Mary, but your behavior shows that you really don’t”.

I was recently moved to think about what it means to really believe by an exchange of views on an Internet message board. The subject of this particular board is a certain fairly well-known musician. During a recent discussion, a Christian gentleman, veering seriously off-topic, wrote the following:

I got on here before and some people complained, saying that I shouldn’t be using the forum for a place to discuss God. It started a controversy. The people here who go to church etc, and those who don’t. It starts a conflict. That’s the way witnessing is. That’s the way it always is. I won’t continually use the forum here to witness day to day, etc. That’s not the only purpose of the community here. People have a right to get on here and talk about music without someone telling them that they need God. I understand that. But I can’t deny God when I need to mention Him.

And later:

We don’t have to be preaching every minute of the day…. I am getting ready to take a trip up the road to the place I go to see flowers, etc. I don’t feel that I am lost because of it. There is plenty of time for me to enjoy my life, whether it is music, art or whatever, being with family, etc.

The question that occurred to me was: how should a person behave if he really, truly believes that the Christian God exists and that each of us is going to face an eternity of paradise or damnation? How much time should a person spend “witnessing”, i.e. doing God’s work by trying to convince other people of the truth of Christianity, so that they might enjoy a good afterlife? Should one witness only when the mood strikes? An hour a week? One day a week? Five days a week? Every waking hour?

Charles Stanley, of the First Baptist Church in Atlanta, put it this way: “God’s plan for enlarging His kingdom is so simple — one person telling another about the Savior. Yet we’re busy and full of excuses. Just remember, someone’s eternal destiny is at stake.”

Here’s another example. If you truly believe that every fertilized egg is a full-fledged human being, so that abortion is murder plain and simple, what should you do to stop abortions? If you really believe that there are murders being committed every day in a neighborhood clinic, is it enough to express disapproval to your friends, or to show up once a week outside the clinic and try to convince women not to go inside? Or should you be doing something much more dramatic? If you believed that children were being murdered every day in the back room of your local 7-11, what would you do to stop it from happening?

I go back and forth between atheism and agnosticism (do I believe that God doesn’t exist? Or do I strongly doubt it?). So I’m asking these questions as an outsider. I’m not trying to live according to the supposed dictates of the divine ruler of all creation. But I wonder why more Christians don’t behave like those Asian monks, giving up their worldly pursuits, leaving their loved ones and spending all of their time preaching and praying, relying on donations to survive (remember that comment about rich people finding it terribly difficult to get into heaven).

Do serious Christians truly believe what they claim to believe? I think the answer is “yes”, but why don’t they behave more often as if they do?

One answer is that they think some level of prescribed behavior is “good enough”. It isn’t necessary to be a perfect Christian. You just need to meet some minimum requirements in order to get to heaven, so why do more? It’s only right that we should enjoy life while we can, even if that means a few more souls end up in Hell and some more babies are murdered. 

Another possibility is that the seriously religious don’t feel it’s necessary to be their brother’s keeper. So long as they (and their loved ones, perhaps) are doing the right thing, they don’t have a responsibility to make sure that everyone else does the right thing too. It would be wonderful if lots of other people could be saved and go to heaven. It would be wonderful if there were no more abortions. In fact, it’s your Christian duty to do what you can to make those wonderful things happen, but only within reason. It isn’t necessary to devote your whole life to other people’s problems. 

Or maybe they just haven’t thought too hard about this kind of thing. They grew up in the church, saw how other Christians behaved and followed their lead. That’s human nature. 

P.S. — I could have written about Islam instead of Christianity, of course. It’s doubtful that all Muslims try to be perfect Muslims. Unfortunately, a tiny minority of Muslims take their religion extremely seriously, mixing it with politics to violent effect.

An Artist Who Works With Light

James Turrell is an American artist who specializes in light. He doesn’t paint it. He manipulates it. He also constructs spaces, some room-sized and some gigantic, in which light can be seen to aesthetic advantage.

From the New York Times:

Much of his art is located in the far corners of the earth. There is an 18,000-square-foot museum devoted to Turrell in the mountains of Argentina, a monumental pyramid he constructed in eastern Australia and an even larger one on the Yucatán Peninsula, with chambers that capture natural light.

Turrell is most famous for his purchase of an extinct volcano and its surrounding land in the wide open spaces near Flagstaff, Arizona:

… where he has been developing a network of tunnels and underground rooms since 1974. The volcano has a bowl-shaped depression on its top and is known as Roden Crater. Turrell has never opened the crater to the public, and he is guarded about who sees it. An invitation to visit Roden is one of the most coveted tickets in American art.

A view of Roden Crater:

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In the early 70s, Turrell bought a small airplane so he could fly around the Southwest looking for a small mountain to use as an enormous studio:

Each evening, he would land the plane wherever he happened to be, unfurling a bedroll to sleep beneath its wing. In the morning, he was back in flight, scanning the desert floor. He wanted to find a small mountain surrounded by plains, so the view from on top would resemble that of flight. Inside the mountain, he planned to carve tunnels and chambers illuminated by celestial light.

Inside the mountain:

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Turrell Roden Crater Detail of Sky Tunnell 1977-present

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This summer, museums in Los Angeles, Houston and New York are putting on exhibitions of Turrell’s work. None of the museums have room for a mountain, so they’ll exhibit artworks like these rooms instead:

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It’s nothing like Rembrandt, but it must be wonderful to experience. It’s also wonderful that someone belonging to our species has imagined and created such things.

The long New York Times article about Turrell:

http://www.nytimes.com/2013/06/16/magazine/how-james-turrell-knocked-the-art-world-off-its-feet.html