Author Archives: Ed Pluchar

Please read Plantinga

Here’s a world-class philosopher who makes the “wise” look foolish, and the “foolish” look wise.  Very interesting ideas, even in a vanilla task like summing up the three main lines of thought in the Western world.

He also proposes the idea* that science (featuring evolution) is actually not in conflict with religion (featuring Christianity) as so many suppose, but is in deep conflict with naturalism (featuring the absence of God).  Here he easily exposes such voices as Richard Dawkins and Daniel Dennett; they are no more than schoolyard bullies stating claims that are in wild excess of the facts.  They are, in fact, religious about their naturalism, and theirs is the religion incompatible with evolution.

Back to the “Existence of God” series presently…

 

*If you haven’t followed it yet, this link is to a review of Plantinga’s book, Where the Conflict Really Lies, by philosopher Thomas Nagel.  Nagel is an atheist, and is an atheist I can readily respect.  He has declared, for example, that materialism is almost certainly false.  If Plantinga and Nagel are leading the way, I count myself hopeful for future discourse on life’s big questions.

Existence of God – 2

In the preceding post I attempted to refute the idea that anyone can consider the question of God’s existence to be trivial.  While it seems to be a question of utmost importance to theists and atheists alike, there are some who find themselves feeling blase about it.  I hope those who find themselves indifferent will become convinced that the question is worth exploring.

Granting that the question is important – how to begin?

The second obstacle I have noticed is that many A&A (agnostics and atheists) have not really considered who God is, or who God would be if he existed.  They often set up a strawman, or a teapot, and suppose that by logic or mockery they have eliminated the possibility of God’s existence.

But I can’t put all of the blame for this particular fallacy on the skeptics.  They typically reference believers whom they know, and point out the sorts of things those believers do and say (Westboro Baptist comes to mind as an extreme example, but the bulk of the criticism is aimed at more mundane practices).  Believers are not well represented, for example, in suggesting that the athletic team of their choice was specially chosen by God to win a particular contest.  This is not because the thing is necessarily false, but because it too often represents a high water mark of the person’s religious expression.

So in the first place, we had a misplacement of malaise; now we have a deficiency in discernment.  If we want to argue over the existence of a God who resembles a teapot and principally brings his power to bear on sporting events – well, I don’t much care for that debate, either.

What, then, are we talking about?

It has been noted that some cosmologists – the late Carl Sagan appears to be a prime example – deify the Universe in the absence of a belief in God.  And not without cause.  Newton and Einstein – scientists who have lent their names to models of nature – both regarded the Universe as something unimaginably complex and deep – and ordered.

Some skeptics point to our size – our physical bodies, the size of our planet, even the location of our solar system in the galaxy – and appeal to the unimaginable immensity of the Universe by comparison.  Their point being, of course, that our insignificant size and location correspond to any possible significance we might have in the purpose of the Universe, a point easily dismissed.  Yet the skeptics and I agree, in any case, that the size of the Universe is actually far, far beyond our comprehension, much the way we cannot really comprehend infinity.  Much less could we comprehend the power that set it in motion (whether natural or supernatural).

If we consider just these two categories of things – that is, the complexity, depth, and order of the Universe, and again, the size of the Universe and the kind of power required to set it in motion – we will have two things to say about God, starting from the premise that He created everything seen and unseen.  We may say that God is all-knowing and all-powerful.

This is not how one begins a description of a teapot.

Existence of God – 1

This aims to be a humble post, not standing up to the enormous significance of the subject.  Still, something of some significance might be said, and if not, you can have your money back.  (No refunds on time)

First of all, as I’ve been casually studying proofs for the existence of God, a proof against, and the objections and rebuttals besides, one thing can probably be said without controversy:  There are some people who think deeply about this subject, and in fact are consumed by it.  Others do not and are not, and they have reached their conclusions by whatever means each one found persuasive.

I am speaking, then, more toward the second group.  To the first group, I wouldn’t have anything to say which has not, most likely, already been dealt with.  Instead, among them, I am an observer and a student.

I share with them the conviction that this is a subject of first importance, and with that conviction I come to the second group.  However, as I’ve begun talking to some of my agnostic and atheist friends, I’ve learned that most of them just don’t find the question significant.

Bear in mind – I am not yet challenging the process by which they became agnostics or atheists, but only the importance of the subject as a whole.  On this, for example, even Daniel Dennett would agree with me.

How do these atheists and agnostics come to think the question is passe, as though God’s (non)existence as a fact can either be fashionable or out of fashion?

The best I can tell (and I would be very interested to have further explanations of this) is that they are misplacing their disinterest.  They are actually disinterested (disillusioned?) with the debate; even that is not precisely true, I don’t think. They are disillusioned with conflicts and debates surrounding religion, where things can be so subjective, irrational, heavy-handed…and complicated, nuanced, demanding…and where there does not seem to be any end in sight.

When, for example, will the majority of rational creatures agree on which is the correct religion?  On what bases?  Does the truest possible religion yet exist?

Barring a grand consensus, they think, the debates over religion are simply so open-ended as to be meaningless.  Therefore, there is no reason to engage the debate over God’s existence, since it falls under the purview of religion.

 

There is likely to be more to the answer than that, but let’s deal with this first.

If it is truly a misplacement of disillusionment – whether or not it is done consciously – then we ought to re-evaluate the subject in question.  One’s bias toward the religion debates should not necessarily be cast upon the debate over the existence of God – namely, the importance of the latter debate.

So, taken aside from religion, as much as possible; taken from the point of view of an alien, for example, who wanted to talk to you about whether God exists, who otherwise knows nothing of our world’s religions – is it an important question?

 

Here, as I said, Dennett and I agree that the answer is yes.  We would, however, have divergent reasons for saying so.

As best I can tell, Dennett would say the question is important because people have done such great harm in the name of God.  Atheists must, he would say, press the case that there is no God, thereby pulling the plug on religiously motivated crimes against humanity.  While he seems to focus on the large crimes – war, oppression, discrimination, torture – he would probably add that religious people in general tend to be noxious, that wherever and whenever they are actively living out their faith, they are a stain on society.  He has likened religious instruction for children to child abuse.

I am not here to make hay out of Dennett’s excesses, though.  I only want to point out that he feels very strongly about the subject.  It might be possible – there is a possible world, perhaps – that humanity would reach such a state of independence from religion that the question would fade into obscurity, and at that point Dennett might simply want to make sure “God” was dead and buried, never to rise again.

This, come to think of it, is where my A&A friends may have progressed to, intellectually.  They are done fighting over it; they have their answer.  Now, they simply endure the religious fanatics (as do we all) and act as though they, at any rate, have already reached Dennett’s desired destination.  Anyone else, they might say, is free to believe in God, so long as it doesn’t have any negative impact on them.  (I must speak broadly, intending my words to cover a wide range of possibilities – but raise any objection you like).

I agree with Dennett, and essentially present a converse case:  If there is a God, there can be no greater pursuit than to worship Him, to know His will, and to decide whether to follow it.  I use “Him,” but not to impose my understanding of God; let’s go further and attempt to cleanse the statement from the vestiges of religion.

Imagine you are at a baseball game at Wrigley Field on a sunny day.  Ryan Braun of the Milwaukee Brewers steps up to the plate and you think, “This guy is Superman.  How do you pitch to him?  Hard to buy the idea that he hasn’t used steroids…”

Just then, the Cubs’ manager walks out to the pitcher’s mound and calls for a relief pitcher, a righty.  Out of the bullpen comes…Superman.

There’s a bubbling laughter in the crowd as everyone responds to the announcer.  Superman?  The intoxicated guy behind you makes a dumb joke about cryptonite.

Lo and behold, the relief pitcher veritably floats across the field to the mound.  He’s not wearing a glove.  The catcher takes up a stance behind the batter’s box opposite Braun.  He holds his glove out tentatively, and the umpire, seeing this, takes up his stance behind the catcher.  There’s no one standing behind the plate.

Braun takes his stance, and Superman delivers the pitch – it is past Braun and buried into the brick wall of the backstop before Braun ever swings.  Strike 1.

The crowd goes wild.  You sense the excitement, even within yourself, but immediately become more reflective.  After a series of very natural questions – what are they paying him?, for example – you realize that the excitement over Superman’s performance for the Cubs will diminish very quickly.  You will get tired of 200 mph fastballs.  The Cubs will win the World Series, and there’s no hint of uncertainty about that.  This is not the way you wanted the Curse to end.

Superman strikes Braun out, and after a feverish cheer from the crowd, he addresses them without the aid of a microphone.

“People of Chicago – indeed, people of Earth!  I am the one you predicted, but never expected, in your stories about Superman.  While I will now retire from baseball, I will immediately begin to serve you all in the name of peace and justice!  Together, we will not only strike out crime, but we will feed the hungry, and build up our schools…”

You zone out.  It’s too much to believe, though he is as real as Ryan Braun.  Later, you tell me the story (though I have heard it on the news) and amid your bewilderment, I say, “Well, it doesn’t really matter whether Superman is here or not.”

How would you respond to this?

I would have to think that your response is, “Of course it does!  This is Superman!  This is the most incredible thing that could have happened, and how fortunate for us that he wants to help us, rather than oppress us!”

I start to say that he might very well oppress us with his figures of speech, but you won’t hear any of it.

 

Or have I put too many words in your mouth?  Would you in fact take my side, and say that it does not matter very much that Superman is real, much less what his intentions may be?  Does it not seem important to you to stay on the right side of the law, since he will set out to “strike out crime”?

And I say, all the more for whether God exists.  You may multiply Superman’s good intentions, his power, his intelligence, his speed (or ability to be in multiple places in a very short time) – all of this, you may multiply by infinity, and now we are talking about God.  If God exists, I have to say it is a fact of the highest priority, and one which must be responded to.

 

 

 

 

Fathers and Daughters

I encountered this list of 20 things every father should tell his daughter on Facebook.  As with all things Facebook, it’s about 47-53% of the way toward real wisdom.

 

1) Pay attention to the way a man loves his mother. That is the way he will love you.

2) You can do anything a man can do, including organic chemistry, unclogging toilets and assembling IKEA furniture.
3) Older women wear makeup so THEY can look like YOU. Less is more. A lot less is a lot more.
4) People will judge you by the way you look. It isn’t fair, but it’s the way the world works. Keep that in mind as you pick your outfit in the morning.
5) Never let anyone do your thinking for you. There are far too many people with far too much invested in you believing what they believe.
6) Liberal arts grow your mind. Science and business keep you fed. You will need both.
7) Nothing is more attractive than intelligence.
8) Learn to drive a stick-shift.
9) Get comfortable with power tools.
10) You don’t have to enjoy them, but have a working knowledge of the rules for football and baseball.
11) Know the difference between Star Wars and Star Trek, and they key players in both.
12) You don’t have to *DO* anything for someone to love you. The right person will cross a desert just for the chance to sit next to you at lunch.
13) Peer pressure is all about insecurity. Be confident in who you are and you’ll never have to “fit in”. People will come to you.
14) The fastest way to strain a relationship with a man is to bring up old drama. We can’t remember to hang up the bath towel. What makes you think we remember that stupid thing we did 6 months ago?
15) If a man genuinely loves you, he will let you set the boundaries. Don’t let anyone take something from you they can’t give back. You set the tone for the sexual relationship.
16) Feminie hygiene products — Where our daughters are concerned, we would be very happy sticking our fingers in our ears and saying “lalalalalalalala”. Please respect our need to pretend they, and the reason for them, do not exist. The same goes for lacy underthings.
17) You were flawless the day you were born. If you must go get that first tattoo, please consider inviting your daddy to come and get his first tattoo with you.
18) You are perfect the way you roll out of bed. Let’s be clear: all that crap you do to “get out the door” is for everyone else’s benefit.
19) Though he may be smiling on the outside, when you leave for college your father is falling apart on the inside. Don’t forget to call him that first night to tell him you love him.
20) Compare every single boy you ever meet to your daddy. Nobody will love you like he does.

Don’t forget to share!

 

I didn’t forget to share – thanks for cooperating.  Below are a few rebuttals, and then a few addenda.

Response to #2 – You cannot impregnate another woman.  Also, you can’t run as fast as the fastest man, and I hope #2 won’t lead you to believe there are no differences between men and women.  There are a great deal of things women can do that men can’t, and others still that women can do better.

#5 – This is not an excuse to deny all authority.  I think scientists would be upset about this, but I offer you Christ as the supreme authority.  The former are telling you what they believe (things that very well seem to be true); the Latter is telling you what He knows.

#6 – At first I thought this was intended psychologically or spiritually, but I see the practical application and agree with that.  Still, to be fed in the truest way (of which mere metabolism is only a type), do not ignore the supernatural.

#7 – This is not true, except for certain people.  It really isn’t, but it should not deter you from owning and developing your intelligence.  Do that because you ought to.

#8 – Eh.  I don’t drive stick shift.  It’s not that critical of a skill, except in a negligible percentage of situations.  Do it if you want to, but it doesn’t crack my top 1000 things to tell you.

#10 is well-intentioned, but enjoy what you enjoy, and be interested if you want to be interesting.  Don’t limit this axiom to football and baseball, for goodness sake.

#11 – Not important.

#12 – “Love them back” is a notable exception, but I agree that you and your love should be willing to make mutual sacrifices for each other.

#14 – This does not demonstrate the implicit sensitivity of the modern man.  But I have no actual opinion on it.

#15 – Yes, and don’t have sex unless you’re ready for children.  Honestly, this is one of the greatest concrete gifts you can give anyone.  Reducing it to f*cking is naive and dim-witted.  Reducing it even to “I really, really love him” is similarly naive, and only indicative that you should be thinking about your willingness to commit.  When you’ve committed – like, you’ve mutually promised to die a hundred deaths for each other – then give him that most profound of physical gifts (at least, among those after which both participants are still alive).  It’s not old-fashioned – it’s everlasting.  There’s a difference.

#17 – You were not flawless, but I appreciate the spirit of this one.  You did not, and do not, have to be flawless to inspire my unconditional love.  In that, I attempt to model God.

#19 is nice.  #20 is true.

 

Addenda:

Following up on #2 – Do not accept without examination the modern concept of motherhood.  Do not accept the typical feminist propaganda.  #5 applies to feminists as much as it applies to anyone.  I would die for Mary before I would die for anyone (and your mother is second), and God saw fit to have us remember her chiefly as a Mother, and the purest of mere mortals.  You have an unspeakable opportunity, and don’t let the moderns strip you of the profundity or the joy.

Before you get right with the world, or get right with yourself – get right with God.  Otherwise you’ve no sure idea what “right” is.

I love you until I die, up to and including the possibility that I should die for you.  I will certainly die a thousand little deaths as I try to bring you up.  God willing, I will love you beyond death.

I am only a man.  Your Father is in Heaven, and I am simply and only trying my best to point you to Him.

And there’s no way I can tell you everything I want to say in 20 pithy ways.  But I try to love you deeply, and honor you, and I pray that those things will be the pattern of your life.

 

 

Born

This is a letter I wrote to our youngest children, recently born.  I was not sure whether to “share” it, but a few friends have spoken from time to time that I should be willing to share such things, and so I will.

 

Charlie and Therese, 

Welcome to the world.  It is my firm and deepest belief that you are not new to life, but new to the world.  I have been your father in practice for nearly 9 months (and in anticipation for many years), and have tried to carry out my responsibilities with that in mind.

First things – your sisters have elicited much more detailed “birth stories” than you both have.  Furthermore, theirs were individual, whereas you are being lumped here.

As for the first point – this is simply because there was almost no drama in your birth.  We were blessed in that way.  Whereas Amelia was our first child born, and had a bit of drama in the story; and whereas Ruth had a lot more drama in hers, in the way it unfolded; yours was simply a very good birth.  Your mother proved her courage and her strength, and you were as healthy as we could hope for.  I was a helpless bystander, not unlike a butler waiting for orders.  I only knew how fortunate I was to be in the room.

As for the second – we have already begun, in the first 24 hours – in the first 24 minutes – to appreciate you as individuals.  You will inevitably be lumped together, to some extent, because of the circumstances of your birth – the “accident” of your birth, as philosophers might say.  But your being born together was no accident (as the everyman would use the word), and I look forward to understanding the significance of it.

Now, children.  What I must dwell on at some length is a vision of your mother, which I would not hesitate to call “beatific.”  You may never have the chance to see the extent of her blessedness, the courage which I have only dreamed of demonstrating and now four times have witnessed directly.  I hope you do, and I certainly hope you have a vision of this blessedness in your lives.

The birthing process is a rending from within.  Her body, following instructions echoing in a near-silent whisper from the beginning of our race, seized control from her will.  True, we have found ways to induce this activity, and to ameliorate it.  The fact remains that neither measure has done anything to eliminate the body’s obedience, no matter your code or creed.  You, Therese, if you should have children, will know it.

Not only is the body seized and the will made all but ineffectual; the pain is immense and penetrating.  You may sometime see a film depicting a torture scene.  Aside from empathizing with the terrible pain, you will notice the response of the victim, crying out, flailing involuntarily, wanting to crawl out of his skin, saying anything to make it stop.  Or, worse, you will see him having just the slightest of responses, as though he has by some power of the will shed the terrible pain from his body.

But they are only acting.  Your mother – I have seen her, in the previous birthings, nearly crawl up her bed as though she could hide away from the pain, or cry out in a way that would shame every horror film actress who ever sought an expression of the primal fear of death.  Yes, she has even cussed, loudly and clearly.

And yet – this is important, and hear this loudest – I am not here to glorify pain and the endurance of pain.  I am here to glorify love.

Just when she was, by any effort of the ego, finished; just when her drive for self-preservation would have started forcefully, and begged for an end to the suffering; just then, dear ones, she endured for you.

 

It is all but indecent to say anything more, but I will finish.

You are here because of biological accidents and the heroism of a woman.  You are here because of modern medicine and our age-old desire to keep the race alive.  You are here because we believe it is better to exist than not.  As grand as all that is, you are here, ultimately, as the effect of one further (and higher) cause.  This we call God.

The almighty and everlasting One – Whose ways are forever beyond our ways, Who knows all and sees all – the just and merciful One – the One who laid the foundations of the world and counted the hairs on your head – you are here because God called you out from nothing, and so that He could give you everything.  You are here because God loves you, and I hope to press this truth into your souls.  You have only to accept it, and then to try to imitate it.

 

Love,

Papa

Bigotry

GK Chesterton, or someone like him, commented on the “aristocracy of the living,” meaning that social phenomenon under which a modern citizen imagines that he is smarter than anyone who lived before him. They did die, after all, and here he is, alive. And we are much closer to not dying, or at least it takes us a lot longer to die, these days.

It is not unlike the child assuming he is smarter than his parents, and most assuredly (in America, anyway) smarter than his grandparents. By this, however, he mainly means that he is living in the subculture of youth in America, and as aliens in that land, his parents do not know how to navigate it as well as he does. It gets worse with the grandparents, whom he assumes are of a weaker intelligence because they suffer from ideas that he, in his enlightenment, can see are bigotries.

The child’s obvious mistake is his failure to understand that the parents, if they are psychologically healthy, have no interest in being children anymore. They are only interested in the subculture inasmuch as their children are.

The grandparents have their bigotries, and some of them have almost universally been recognized as ugly; but the child forgets that he has bigotries, too. Bigotry has been framed for crimes that it has not committed – that is, it’s not always wrong. I am bigoted, for example, against anyone who wanted to teach my children in school and showed up smelling like alcohol with their clothes in tatters. That person may be smarter and kinder than I am, but the presentation is unsatisfactory. I am concerned, I think rightly, that some of the same kind of attention might be paid to the curriculum as has been paid into his or her own well-being.

And that’s exactly why it is bigotry – I could be wrong. This teacher might be as good as there is, and perhaps there is some pitiable reason for her appearance. Perhaps there is even an educational reason. Even so, to a finite person with finite abilities – this trips the wire, and I cannot accept it. Nor would you, if you’re being honest.

That is just, in so many ways, what our present culture is decrying. There are groups on the Internet, would-be support groups, that decry employers who don’t like their employees to have visible tattoos – and it is a bigotry. But it is obvious to any dispassionate observer that if I hired an employee with a tattoo covering his whole face, it would have consequences for my business (unless I could so completely isolate him that no one would be affected, customer or co-worker). I may be the enlightened soul who looks at the employee and says, “Yes, it is a shock to think he is still looking at me when his eyes are downcast, but he is quite a capable computer programmer. I will adapt myself so that we can have this otherwise mutually beneficial relationship.”

However, it is unlikely that I can completely isolate him from all co-workers and clients, and now I must help them to adapt (and hope they will) to this rather eerie phenomenon of always being seen. Let us say that most will – if even one will not, then he already has cost me more than a similarly capable programmer with no tattoo.

This is to gloss over the fact that I, as the employer, am offering this programmer a job. It should not remain for me to, by necessity, make accommodations for a choice made by the employee, which is universally acknowledged (explicitly or implicitly) as one that is likely to be detrimental to future social interactions.

Obviously, there are considerations besides these, but the main point is that the boss is hiring – he, almost always, has his pick. It is a bigotry not to pick the tattooed face because of his tattoo, but we might even say it’s a wise bigotry.

Notice, if you haven’t, how bigoted you are against the word bigotry! And that is “the bigotry of the living” – that everyone who does not agree with him must be an idiot, most of all the aged and dead.

My critical thoughts on a Graphic Pin

Don’t say I never prepare you.

Here’s the Pinterest link.

Now, let’s just get it over with and say that the intentions behind this seem to be noble, and the designer of it seems to be wrestling with a paradox which he/she finishes by having the more pleasant side facing up.  Very well.

In fact, over most of my life, I would have found this quite inspiring.  It would not be my aim to discourage the designer.

My comment is that the paradox is vastly overstated, and perhaps is the wrong word.

The upper half operates solely on the premise of scale – if you are small, you are insignificant.  In this sense, only the Universe taken as a whole has any significance because (as I understand), the next smallest unit is vastly smaller than the entire Universe.  A super cluster of galaxies, or something, but there are enough of those that any single one is rather insignificant.

This is the mistake of a many atheists.

To address this in a preliminary way, the very smallest things are important in the sense that they compose all of the biggest things.  If string theory is true, for example, then the shape, dimensionality, and vibrations of a string are some of the most important facts in all reality.  Keep in mind, even in the context of string theory, that a string is so small it is actually impossible for us ever to observe it.

This is the mistake of small-minded men, which is one of the chief mistakes that Christianity corrected.

This also assumes there is such a thing as significance, which necessitates such a thing as meaning.  And, dare I say, objective meaning.

And so we have the second half of the graphic, which basically required the first half as a strawman.  Very well.

I have no argument, even, in those things which are cited as giving each person “enormous” significance.  I think they’re truly significant, and “enormous” may be an understatement.  It certainly fits with the motif of the first half.

How is it, though, that uniqueness = significance?  Why should love have any bearing on reality so that it could be considered significant?

Again, I think it does, but I’m driving at the underlying metaphysics, here.

Or, let’s be done dissecting a feel-good pin which probably was not given much thought beyond the motif.  Nor should it be required to.  What is Pluchar driving at here?

I think we too easily ascribe meaning to things without giving that meaning any legs to stand on, philosophical or otherwise.  I think we’ve gotten off track with our metaphysics, in that most of the time we’re ignoring metaphysics.  The result is a confused public discourse, a false sense of freedom and no sense of responsibility, a hundred movements and no direction.

And quasi-inspirational graphics that evoke no change.

Humanists and Tragedy

This subject did not occur to me until I saw an intriguing article through the New York Times:  Link.

The article is worth a read, if you’re patient, but the basic idea is this:  Humanists consider their brand of communion to be a viable – and, really, a more reasonable – alternative to traditional religious institutions.  Or, they emphasize the notion that you don’t need God to find meaning in life.  As such, why wasn’t humanism represented at any point during the tragedy in Newtown, CT?

Aside from the fatal blow that is obvious to most people – that is, without God, without an eternal reality, haven’t you rendered everything meaningless? – I found this to be an interesting question.  The article mentions, after all, that humanists are readily available to celebrate a wedding, and most other life events.

But it doesn’t ask the really interesting question.  Rather than ask, it assumes that humanism IS a viable alternative to faith in God (or gods, or at least spiritualism).  It assumes that humanism has answered, with perfect rationality and without appealing to anything beyond that which can be experimented upon, every human longing and lament.

The article could have been aborted before it was born.  Though, even then, there was nothing to terminate.

Humanists weren’t there because humanists don’t have an answer.

Let’s back up.

Humanists share the answer of faith until a critical point.  That is, there is such a thing as evil in the world.  For the humanist, this treatise dies when a person ceases to exist, biologically.  There really is nothing else to say, because that consciousness has been utterly annihilated.

So when a gunman, whatever his motivation, kills your 6 year old child – there is simply nothing else to say.  The humanist can offer condolences, but that suggests hope, however meekly offered.  What hope does humanism offer?

The humanist might suggest that you dedicate your life to preventing tragedies like this from occurring elsewhere.  (Think about that).  Have you ever heard of a surer path to insanity?  This kind of tragedy has never been prevented, not completely, not always and everywhere, in all of history.  Humans have always done terrible things to each other, and we’re not done yet.  No parent, no set of 20 parents, is going to prevent any and all such tragedies from happening ever again.

(I don’t want to spend the time saying this, but feel compelled – I am not saying it’s not worth the effort to investigate the causes and the context of the tragedy, and to try to remediate them.  However, to rest one’s fervent hope on success – which is only the absence of failure, in this case – is to expect perfection from imperfect creatures.  It is to run without stopping, which is impossible).

No, humanists weren’t there because humanists have nothing to offer which the bereaved also want, so long as they are honest and consistent with their doctrine.  If they borrow or steal from religion, it may sound like they have something to say.  I don’t mean that humanists aren’t good people, who could have offered a sense of compassion, and perhaps some of the charitable measures which marked people of all faiths from all over the world.

Rather, if you are a parent, or can put yourself in the place of one – you do not want compassion or charity in place of your child’s life.  You want hope eternal.  You want to believe, more than you believe anything else, that God has redeemed their suffering so thoroughly that they have already forgotten about the bullets and the terror of their final moments on earth.

Whether it is true or not is another question.

Sex

You will sometimes hear the criticism that Catholicism (because of its stance on artificial contraception, for example) doesn’t like sex. The critic will often give the impression that this is because of a prudishness, or of a distaste for anything involving rushing blood and heaving flesh. Or, that being orthodox means a person isn’t much fun, sexually or otherwise.

I regret that this is sometimes true, but is only by a mistake of the opposite kind which I will now describe – that is, the mistake our critic is making.

The critic, if he believes what he is saying, has it backward – he does not like sex. Instead, it is the Catholic Church’s love of sex which is unsurpassed.

This is because the critic only likes a part of sex, and maybe two parts at best – that is, he typically likes only the pleasure (and here I include any of the risqué sensations which might accompany a sexual tryst).

Further on, among those who are stabler, sex is pleasurable and it represents a kind of crowning moment in a relationship. Here are two people (let’s deal with two at a time) who feel they have exhausted every other satisfaction available to them; or not, but they feel this is the only adequate expression of their inward attraction toward each other. This is by no means a foreign experience to the Catholic, since they are also human.

But it is only the orthodox person who understands that sex includes one more thing, obviously and eternally: That is, the possibility of new life. This is so obvious that some have become bored with it. It is so thoroughly an eternal fact that some need to be preoccupied with preventing it.

Rather than restricting our love of sex, the Church encourages us to love it fully. The ones passing out condoms are deficient in their love of sex, and they castrate its full effect.