Beyond Easy (revision 3.1)

I'm going through my mailbox and it doesn't look like I've received the updated versions of Chapter 4-1 and 4a from you. Resend when you have a chance? I was hoping to get chapters 3 and 4 (well, one of chapters 4) to you within the next 24 hours.

Oh man. So my transfer to Maryland is slated to begin in mid-January. I intend not to impose the figuring out of the arrangements completely upon Hannah, but she will be doing all the talking.

I attended an atheist meetup group tonight; after living in a religious community for two years I was curious to know what other atheists talk about when they're together. As it turns out, they really like to discuss the Kennedy assassination and the men are very fastidious in the maintenance of their dainty, sophisticated little beards. It was altogether an underwhelming and listless affair.

While flipping through a paperback copy of an e.e. cummings collection at a friend's place an hour or two later, I happened upon a poem ending with the line:

(I guess I'm still using this as a Blogger mirror/eventual replacement, so. . .)

When I parse the latest output from the variegated noise channels of cyberspace, I'm often impressed at the intensity of passion shown by people for progressive causes (even if the expression of that passion is too usually limited to commenting, retweeting, and like-buttoning). But sometimes I worry that the zeal of vocal progressives, paired with their contempt toward the opposition, mightn't be unhelpful in the long term.

Let's take an issue like gay marriage (for instance). Say that somebody, maybe pastor, mayor, or congressman out in Wyoming writes an op-ed column for his local newspaper expressing his view that marriage in the United States should strictly be between a male and a female. A handful of outraged readers post a link to the article on Twitter and Facebook, and soon, through the abstruse physics by which a parcel of information is made to "go viral," the column's audience spreads far beyond its usual reader base in rural Nebraska. (Did I say Wyoming first? Shit. I meant Nebraska.)

The comments section of the Daily Tumbleweed becomes a battleground for partisans on both sides of the debate. The article is linked to by all kinds of people on all kinds of digital platforms in all kinds of places. Since most of my friends (and myself) are in the gay rights camp, my various social media feeds will pile up with that particular cut of partisan red meat.

Even though I agree with the general progressivist stance 90% of the time on 90% of the issues, I often hear these twanging notes of righteous smugness in my peers' comments, tweets, and status updates: I know what's right, my friends know what's right, and people who disagree with us are wrong, and they're wrong because they're stupid.

However fun it is to take shots at someone you disdain, and however much a group is energized and fastened together by a communal witch-stoning, the attitude is not productive.

We hold the convictions we do because of the social environments we live in. (In the Internet age, we must also consider the overlapping micro-environments of social correspondence, but the ones in which a person chooses to participate will depend on his offline experiences.) If gay rights (again, just our example) seems like a no-brainer to you, it might not necessarily be because you're a better-hearted or cleverer person than the people in the opposing camp, but because you were conditioned differently.

Suppose you lived exclusively in environment where (1.) there are no openly gay people with whom you ever personally interact (2.) the only openly gay people you observe are the distorted, noisy stereotypes gyrating across the mass media (3.) you, your family, and your peers are deeply involved in a religious community in which homosexuality is demonized (4.) you were inculcated with a value system that identifies the "man-woman-children" family as the very nucleus of a healthy society.

Supposing these things, do you think your worldview would be the same as it is now? Do you think you'd be unreservedly comfortable with the idea of gay marriage? If not, would it constitute some kind of personal failing on your part?

Ideas and beliefs don't spontaneously bloom in people's minds. They are cultivated by time and circumstances (or time within circumstances). We can't blame someone raised in a megachurch-attending family in Kansas (did I say Nebraska?) for not viewing the world through the same window as someone raised in a secular family from New York or Boston.

But if this hypothetical parallel-universe me had any of my brains, you might say, he would have surely have questioned the values of his community and come to the natural conclusion that they are indefensibly wrong.

Would he?

I'm not a psychologist, but I'll venture that the questioning of one's own values occurs as a matter of exigency. If you never had cause to question the beliefs of your parents, your church, your teachers, etc. -- if you never experienced any conflicts or tensions of a sufficient magnitude to trigger a transformative crisis -- would you ever end up questioning them?

(How often do you have cause to sit down and honestly reevaluate your own convictions? I don't have to reevaluate them, I know they're right. Is there any chance you thought that to yourself?)

Obviously I'll take a stance on one side of an issue out of an earnest belief that it's the most logical and just course, even if the basis of that belief might be more arbitrary than I'd like to admit. And I've absolutely said unflattering things about the other camp and felt sentiments towards its members that were much more acidic and gristly than respectful disagreement. But what can I say? I'm as opinionated as anyone.

But we're veering off course.

In any case, in any of these impassioned public debates between any pairs of ideological opposites, what you ultimately want is for those on the other side to change their minds, see the sense of your position, and join you. When you and your allies loudly and routinely pillory your opponents, are they more likely to respond by (1.) renouncing their old creeds through tears of contrition and joy, and thanking you for showing them the light (2.) digging in their heels and pushing back harder?

Since we can't kill people whose beliefs we find harmful, and since they're not going to go away, what we want to do is change their minds. We're not going to do that by flinging ridicule and scorn at them.

If one were really serious, one might begin by befriending them.

I don't think I'm edging away from the blog altogether. I've just been more occupied with writing that's not suited for it. (I refuse to post my short fiction there, for one thing.)

But man, that's a good question. I've been meaning to comb through the whole thing and cherrypick a few favorites, but haven't gotten around to it yet.

I suspect I haven't gained much notoriety as a blogger because (aside from my thorough mediocrity) I've never written with a focus on a particular subject, but that's the very reason why keeping the blog has been enjoyable (and I might venture to say valuable) to me. It's cool to have an outlet where I can share what's been on my mind with others (read: launch it into the inaudient void of cyberspace like a terrified corgi on a Soviet rocket), and a vehicle wherein I'm made to articulate -- and thereby refine -- my thoughts and beliefs.

Another old ad from a women's interest magazine:

But don't even THINK about about serving him a scoop before marriage.

I found a very stale but unsmoked cigarette in the center console of my car. I regret nothing. ...Although the ensuing scene in which I searched frantically under the seats and in the glove compartment for more cigarettes was pretty pathetic, I guess.

Topical: a Camel ad from the early 1950s:

Closer look:

"Yesterday...women's suffrage. Today...a soft drink just for girls."