This summer, I have run myself ragged. I have traveled the country visiting countless atheist and Humanist groups and conferences, and my schedule is no less grueling in the coming weeks. I have spoken, I have sung, and I have conducted workshops. I have been interviewed, written articles, and blogged, all the while putting my doctoral dissertation – and the rest of my professional life – on hold.
I’d love to say that this has brought me fame and fortune, but in fact speaking at student groups and conferences, almost always for free, ends up costing me money (you tend to eat out and buy Surly-Ramics and other conference stuff ;)). This isn’t easy for me because, as a foreign doctoral candidate on a student visa, it is hard to find ways to work through the summer, particularly when every weekend is spent travelling.
People often ask me what I do. It’s a difficult question to answer: most people look at you funny when you say your a “Humanist activist”. Sometimes I don’t even want to begin the discussion, and say something like “I speak on progressive political issues”. Sometimes I even feel a little uneasy or embarrassed about how I spend my time. But here I want to say a little about why I do it: why I have dedicated so much time and so many tears to a movement as small and, at times, dissatisfying as Humanism freethought.
Because, let’s be honest: movement freethought is tiny. Tiny. Unitarian Universalists frequently wring their hands that their movement is small and dying, and they are way bigger than we are. And our movement is frequently dysfunctional: there is no other word for a movement which gets wracked with bitter debates over things like feminism, and which sometimes seems to relish tearing apart fellow freethinkers even more than it enjoys casting aspersions on the religious (a trend which, itself, often goes too far). As a movement we have our own little dogmas and blind-spots, and movement leaders and organizations often act in ways which fail to uphold the high values we claim to espouse. And we far too often seem incapable of getting the most basic things done, so prone are we to magnifying minute differences in opinion to epic proportions.
This can get dispiriting. At the risk of sounding like a self-aggrandizing wazzock, I want to achieve something with my life. I’ve been extraordinarily privileged to have developed some very valuable skills – a keen mind, an excellent education, a facility with words, the ability to speak in public – which might, if put in the service of a worthwhile social movement, do some good. I’m about to graduate from my doctoral program and I don’t want to dedicate the early pat of my career to a movement which is going nowhere – and certainly not one which is going in the wrong direction. I do not want to look back ten years from now and feel I have wasted my thirties on freethought, skepticism, and Humanism. There have been times – more frequent recently than ever – when I have considered giving up on Humanism and joining some other social movement – perhaps even training a a Unitarian Universalist minister (Heresy!).
The promise of Humanism, and of a Humanist movement, is the promise of a cultural movement of people unwilling to let public policy be decided on the basis of prejudice and ignorance. It is the promise of a public dedicated to seeking the good of all, including prisoners and addicts and outcasts. It is the promise of financial security and decent healthcare for all people. It is the promise of a compassionate and thoughtful populace unwilling to succumb to prejudice or fear. It is the promise of science and education taking precedence over warfare and business. It is the promise of governments responsive to the will of their people, which respect their fundamental rights. It is the promise of international cooperation over competition, for the betterment of the entire world.
Humanism promises nothing less than the transformation of the human condition.
I am reminded of the promise of Humanism when I see campaigns by Humanists in India working to build a more humane society. I am reminded of this promise when I see Humanist organizations like the American Ethical Union recognize those who have taken difficult stands for love and justice and great risk to their own lives. Most of all, I am reminded of the promise of Humanism every time I meet passionate student leaders like those I met this weekend at the Center for Inquiry’s student leadership conference in Buffalo, NY – those students re-inspire me, reminding me that there is a future to our movement, and that it is getting brighter.
For if our movement often fails to reach and reflect its high values, at least it is striving to reach higher than most. While our ruthlessly self-critical nature may make it seem our movement is more fractious than others, it reflects our commitment to continually striving to better ourselves and examine our own assumptions. If we fight about feminism it is because (at least some of us) care about women, and are open to difficult questions about how we might change a sexist culture. If we fight about religion is is because we care about the baleful effect many religions frequently have on people’s lives, and want to liberate those people. I would rather be part of a movement which tears itself apart over social justice than one which is blind to the demands of social justice entirely – like so many social movements out there.
This is why I do what I do. This is why I think, despite the current weakness and smallness of the current Humanist movement, there is no project more important than its development and empowerment. I look forward to a time when I can say proudly “I am a Humanist activist”, and everyone will know what I mean. Until that time, I keep fighting. Please keep fighting with me – for the transformation of humankind.