It was Saturday, and I was bored. I decided to drive
around and look for bookshops. I remembered one in particular:
or rather, the second-hand section of a nearby Oxfam.
It's the best Oxfam book section I have ever seen, closer
to a genuine second-hand bookshop than just meagre shelves
of popular romance novels.
"I love the bible", she said. It was placed alongside
numerous contemporary works, including a tempting Nick
Hornby novel. I read High Fidelity two or three
years ago, but did not have my own copy. In normal circumstances,
her remark would have been a friendly invitation for a
discussion, as if I had said I 'loved' Nick Hornby. They
were not normal circumstances, because the book in question
is associated with a cultural and historical form with
immense ideological connotations and a particular set
of human relations. My reaction was therefore not normal
either.
I did not reply by saying I liked this chapter, that
chapter, or preferred another writer altogether. I said
that I 'hated' Christianity, which in some respects is
true. For me, this emotive expression was a shorthand
and casual way of describing my objections to an infantile
narrative that has hypnotized millions of people. She
replied with a vague reference to 'the Lord', linking
the book on the shelf to the imaginary fiction that it
alludes to. I responded by pointing out that it was just
a story that comforts people.
My remark had great philosophical significance concerning
the nature of human reality, the relationship between
thought, feeling and fact, and how narrative informs our
perception of life. I did not dislike her; on the contrary
I considered how unfortunate it was that we were clashing
in this way because she was a friendly and pleasant person,
who proceeded to chat with other people in the shop. However
her parting remark was neither friendly nor pleasant.
She said that it was "sad" - referring to my so-called
non-belief. That was both patronizing and condescending.
I was reflecting how, to a large extent, the basis for
my position was that I prefer to think for myself. I read
many books, and have investigated spiritual and metaphysical
traditions from Indian, Chinese and Sufi cultures, and
others. I find the more scientific approach of the Theosophical
and Alice Bailey material particularly informing, as an
attempt to conceptualise and represent subtle reality
in an authoritative, non-emotional form. I decided that
she was simply repeating the unquestioning nonsense that
she listened to every Sunday. She did not mean to be offensive,
and was not the author of that particular attitude.
A belief is not a fact. I do not accept that 'spirituality'
is or has to be based on belief. Rather, I take the view
that if it has any reality, I should be able to discover
it regardless of what I believe, because spirit - by definition
- transcends thoughts and feelings. Thus the fact that
I do not 'believe' is neither sad nor an indication that
I am not interested in spiritual discovery.
I am entitled to say what I think. If it offends someone
else, they are entitled to engage me in a debate. They
can express their views, I can express mine. Religion
is against my non-beliefs.
I like referring to a remark Salman Rushdie made on television
several years ago. He declared that the death sentence
imposed on him was "an extreme form of literary criticism".
This elegant comment redefined the debate into a philosophical
consideration of what the situation consisted of, removed
from the psychopathological elements of Islamic belief.
He had written a fictional work which criticized another
fictional work (The Satanic Verses). A few people decided
they did not like what he said, and decided that they
would try to kill him. The absurdity of this has to be
both clarified and emphasized. The extreme gravity of
this cultural situation was eventually underwritten by
September 11th.
In The Sunday Times of 16.9.01, I read two contrasting
stories. The first concerned the attempt to open a 'cannabis
café' in Stockport. The man responsible for this enterprise
was arrested and charged with the inevitable 'possession
and intent to supply'. The second concerned a meeting
of 50 people in Birmingham, who supported the terrorist
attack on the US and advocated hatred of the aforesaid
as a legitimate political position. I found this absurd.
Cannabis remains an illegal substance and the ensuing
events were predictable, despite the fact that other countries
interpret this differently, nicotine and alcohol are perhaps
similar drugs that are 'acceptable' (based on immensely
lucrative industries), and cannabis apparently has legitimate
medical applications. About two hundred miles away, a
large group of people assembled for a meeting that, it
seems to me, was an attempt to incite violence and provoke
racial hatred. Both of these are serious matters, and
this meeting was a few days after the US attack. Indeed,
the US events were the seed-agenda for the occasion. No
arrests were made.
I can imagine the thoughts of the police when they discussed
the meeting, and have no doubt that 'political correctness'
was on their minds: tolerance for cultural relativity.
But humanistic values transcend this kind of timidity.
Rushdie also stated that you 'should' offend people.
He was implying that robust debate is valid, desirable,
and an aspect of cultural advance. I agree, but both he
and I mean philosophical argument - not killing people
because they have a different outlook to your own.
After the terrorist events, one commentator argued that
we should not condone, but try to understand why some
people hate the US so much that they were willing to randomly
kill thousands of its innocent citizens. He envisaged
Afghan people watching MTV on televisions 'hanging from
trees'. He was not being derogatory, but created a striking
image referring to the vast inequalities of wealth between
the two nations, and a cultural chasm equally as great.
A few days after this I watched MTV for the first time
and saw how it could be regarded as an example of cultural
and moral decadence, for particular nations and cultures.
I think the commentator had a point. I could imagine
how MTV images might create misunderstanding and resentment
in people in some distant countries. It is a grotesque
example of the 'haves' and have-nots'. For an impoverished
Afghan citizen, the television must be a window onto other
worlds full of decadent music, cars, silly but interesting
clothes, ostentatious jewellery, and sexual provocation.
However, none of these matters justify murdering other
people, because they think differently.
The terrorist attacks were described as a 'wake up call'
to the US, and their previous isolationist tendencies.
I suggest that it was also a 'wake up call' to the role
of religion in national and international conflict for
hundreds of years. Religion tends to divide people, based
as they are on an insistence that they are 'the way',
which discounts anyone else who thinks they have got it
wrong, that in fact 'the way' is to be found in other
belief systems/narratives.
It seems to me that all this has to be viewed in a more
penetrating manner. If I had been born into a Hindu family,
I would probably now be a Hindu. The same applies with
any other religion. This arbitrary fact suggests that
religions are relative, yet each one claims to be absolute.
And each one is based on a logic that goes like this:
if you believe A, B and C, you will be saved or spiritually
redeemed.
About 3000 years ago, Lao Tsu wrote in the Tao te Ching
that "the way that can be told is not the real way". Taoism
is not and has never been a religion, although it may
have become so for some people. As a set of philosophical
teachings, it countered the socio-political doctrines
of Confucianism, and followers of the latter sought to
eradicate it. It has always pointed to a transcendent
reality that lies beyond all attempts to establish belief
systems. It is anti-religion.
A belief is not a fact. I may believe that a bus will
arrive in ten minutes, but however much I would like to
think BELIEF=REALITY it is, unfortunately, like a bedtime
story. It is comforting, and sends me to sleep. I do not
love the Bible, and disagree that believing its narrative
- or not - makes any difference to my spiritual position.