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great spiritual crisis of our modern age may be grossly misunderstood.
Perhaps our society has not, as we always hear, plunged to the depths of
foolish denial of God after a golden age of piety. Maybe we have fallen
into a different kind of abyss--a chasm only a few feet in deep but harder
to escape than a canyon, since its only restraint is the contentment of
its occupants.
So
it seems after reading Jonathan
Rauch's recent essay "Let It Be" in the Atlantic Monthly. The
piece is a creed for apatheism—the combination of atheism and apathy. Rauch
is an atheist, he says, but not a "hot-blooded atheist [who] cares about
religion as does the evangelical Christian, but in the opposite direction."
Rather, Rauch says he doesn't have strong feelings about the matter. And
he presumes to speak for the majority of Americans. Between society’s bookends
of atheists on one side and fundamentalists on the other lies a silent
majority we presume to be agnostics. But Rauch says they’re actually apatheists.
Agnostics don't know if there's a God; apatheists don't care.
The
more you read, though, the more dogged and dogmatic Rauch sounds about
his supposed apathy, rendering his premise dubious. As he proceeds from
description (reporting that the number of Americans who say they never
go to church or synagogue has tripled in the last 30 years, and that many
more may be fudging their answers to pollsters out of guilt) to prescription
(saying, not so passively, that apatheism is a "major civilizational advance"),
he approaches the level of "zeal" he condemns. The most credible thing he could write on the topic would be a one-sentence
essay that reads, “America is wallowing in apathy, and I don’t have strong
feelings about it one way or another.”
Rauch’s
tone is tongue-in-cheek, of course, aiming to amuse with his contrarian rallying
cry: “Yea for apathy!” And yet Rauch’s half-seriousness—and the sincerity
of many who would accept his premise—begs a direct response. Rauch idealizes
“a world generously leavened by apatheists … who are neither controlled
by godly passions nor concerned about the … religious beliefs of others.”
Apatheism, he says is about “discipline … It is not a lapse, it is an achievement.”
Apatheism is to society, in other words, what a lightning rod is to heavenly
storms—a neutralizing agent that makes life on the ground more livable.
And here is where the classic irony about secular humanist pronouncements
of tolerance comes out: preachers of tolerance effectively say, "My beliefs
about the relationship of religion to society are thus, and society should
function according to them; your beliefs about the same matter are such
and such, and society should not function according to them." Which isn't
very tolerant at all. Rauch does try to soften what he calls "ACLU-style
disapproval" of any religious expression in public (a fussiness he says
is too "devout) with his wishy-washy apatheism, but he still manages to
come out swinging. More helpful is the priest in the
companion essay who recommends we strike the word "tolerance" in favor
of "mutual respect."
As
a libertarian, Rauch is comfortably aboard the Enlightenment bandwagon
driven by John Locke and Thomas Jefferson, who believed in rational democracy
as an antidote to the strong central political and religious institutions
that dominated pre-democratic history. In their view, the absence of religious
passions in public life and freedom from religious traditions is necessary
for peaceable social intercourse. Now, we can agree that society is dysfunctional
if overrun with self-anointed prophets who see themselves as, quoting again
from the companion essay, "the privileged recipient of God's final message
to humankind." We can further agree that that silent majority in the middle
is legitimately unimpressed by fanatics who seek to browbeat others with
their certainty, and go on to observe that self-serving displays of piety
for political gain ultimately dishonor God. But Enlightenment "apatheists"
are kidding themselves if they wish to remove religious understandings
of civic virtues such as justice, charity, and compassion from the public
square. Would America have been better off without the intense religious
inspiration that led Abraham Lincoln and Martin Luther King Jr. to
enact a “more perfect union”? Would society today be better off without
faith-based organizations working for social justice in our cities? September
11 has convinced Rauch and other commentators that acting upon religious
conviction is fundamentally destructive. But could it be that we need religious
understandings of moral purpose more than ever in an increasingly apathetic
and wandering world?
One
of the things that distinguishes humans from animals is that while, say,
worker ants march in line according only to the impulse of natural instinct
and inertia of social dynamics, humans act upon an ethic of moral direction
(ranging from a Franciscan ethic of compassion to the far less sentimental
Ayn Rand ethic of self-interest). Removing this moral element doesn't strengthen
the human creature; it weakens her. Rauch’s essay is called “Let It Be,”
but this advice is far from satisfying. A strawberry that tastes too tart
will be much less so if you leave it be on the kitchen counter for three
months, but it will also stink to high heaven. Or, to use another odiferous
analogy, if I have a cleanliness fetish that compels me to wash my hands
every few minutes and refrain from touching anything without wearing rubber
gloves, it is a trait you will find unpleasant. But I will be no more pleasant
if I adopt an indifference to personal hygiene altogether. Then you will
learn the meaning of the stench of indifference.
This
was the odor God smelled in Revelation when he said to the church in Laodicea,
“So, because you are lukewarm—neither hot nor cold—I am about to spit you
out of my mouth.” And here we find the most frightening apocalyptic prospect:
the greatest doom our society could suffer is not, as we always hear, the
retribution of God against the active defiance of a once-pious people.
Even worse is his projectile vomiting of the lukewarm.
From
the Atlantic Monthly:
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Jonathan
Rauch: "Let It Be"
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Bernard
Lewis: "I'm Right, You're Wrong, Go To Hell" |