October 11, 2021

• I missed this piece by Gordon Govier in Christianity Today which further suggests the obsessive quackiness of both the “biblical archaeologist” and the Comet Research Team sifting through the destruction of Tall el-Hammam in the Jordan Valley: “Sodom Destroyed by Meteor, Scientists Say. Biblical Archaeologists Not Convinced.”

CT, being CT, uses that title “biblical archaeologists” to mean two different and incompatible things. It means, for them, both folks like Steven Collins, who use archaeology to “prove” the Bible is historically literal, rejecting whatever doesn’t fit that preconception, and also, more generally, archaeologists working in the lands mentioned in the stories in the Bible. The latter sort of “biblical archaeologists” tend to be frustrated by the former sort, as you can see from Govier’s piece.

Govier also wrote about Collins’ quixotic obsession with finding a literal Sodom way back in 2014, noting that Collins seemed so fixated on “proving” that Tall el-Hamman was Sodom that he was willing to rewrite the entire chronology of the Hebrew scriptures rather than admit that his site just doesn’t fit the timeline he wants it to.

See earlier:

• Oh, and here’s another recent story about a very old story which may or may not carry unwritten memory: “How Indigenous Stories Helped Scientists Understand the Origin of Three Huge Boulders.”

• From one angle, this is an inspiring, encouraging story and a bit of good news: “Jews, Christians and Muslims to paint over swastikas in Argentinian Jewish cemetery.”

From another angle, of course, the story is bad news: people are still painting swastikas in Jewish cemeteries in 2021.

• Monica Cole of One Million Dozens of Moms is now performing umbrage because “Credit Karms ‘Attempts to Normalize Sin’ by Using Two Dads in Ad.”

No. Credit Karma has already normalized sin by normalizing usury and the abominable, literally God-damned notion that creditors are morally superior to debtors. This Mammon worship is so thoroughly normal-seeming now that even our alleged culture-war turns out to be, in this case, a fight over whether or not same-sex couples have an equal right to have their privacy harvested for profit by the shock-troops of the anti-Jubilee counter-revolution.

It’s still remarkable to me that perpetually frightened and aggrieved white evangelicals have come up with thousands of absurd candidates for their illiteralist notion of “the Mark of the Beast,” but none of them blinks an eye over the three-digit numbers assigned to all of them by the unelected barons of Transunion, Equifax, and Experian, even when those deliberately unreliable “credit scores” literally determine who can and cannot buy or sell.

• “The voice of honest indignation is the voice of God.”

While you’re over there at Friends of Justice, take a look at their “Completed Campaigns” page for a sense of the group’s history. And there’s a lot of history on that page, even though it only goes back to 2002, which may seem less like “history” than simply memory, or even like current events. But it’s all still part of the history that Republican school boards and state legislatures are aggressively working to suppress.

This is the necessary meaning of all of the anti-“CRT” or anti-1619 Project white hysteria that has become the current Republican/evangelical agenda. It’s not just about suppressing history, but about forbidding memory — about forcing you to forget or to rewrite what you saw with your own eyes.

• Pat Robertson is finally stepping down as host of The 700 Club on CBN, the cable network he founded, thus prompting multiple retrospective articles on the 91-year-old white evangelical archbishop’s long career, including this one by Mark I. Pinsky for RNS: “Pat Robertson turned Christian TV into political power — and blew it up with wacky prophecy.”

Pinsky notes that Robertson’s many, many extreme and ridiculous public statements over the years: “embarrassed his fellow Christians and marginalized the once-estimable political power Robertson wielded, consigning Robertson to the role of what one megachurch pastor called ‘the crazy uncle in the evangelical attic.'”

There’s no need there for the attempted attribution of “one megachurch pastor” — the “crazy uncle” description of Robertson goes way back and has been so widely used that it’s impossible to say when or where it was first suggested. See for example this 2008 Language Log post, which found nearly 800 results for a search for “Pat Robertson” + “crazy uncle.”

Back in 2008, of course, the influence of someone like Robertson still seemed marginal and fringe — not something taken seriously by either the mainstream of the Republican Party or the mainstream majority of white evangelicalism. Robertson won four Republican primaries in 1988 and then, we imagined, the fever broke and the “crazy uncle” was shut back in the attic. It took us almost 40 years to realize that the rest of white evangelicalism and the rest of the Republican Party had locked themselves in that same attic with him.

I suppose one way to describe the evolution of both the GOP and evangelicalism over the past 40+ years would be to paraphrase that quote from Blake: The voice of dishonest indignation makes us deaf to the voice of God.

• Since I’ve now used its lyrics for the title of three recent posts, here’s the “Museum Song” from Barnum.

June 23, 2021

• Scot McKnight writes about “The Unmasking of Evangelicalism,” addressing how and why “the old advantage evangelicalism had in society through its heritage has evaporated under the scorching heat of undeniable evidence of its corruption.”

That corruption, McKnight says, is made manifest by the “powermongering white men” running the show who are intent on “despising discoveries of racism while defending male sexual predators.”

It’s the sort of essay that would’ve gotten McKnight booted off of Patheos’ evangelical channel back when he wrote (t)here. Tim Dalrymple — the guy who booted me off that channel for writing stuff like that — took McKnight’s blog with him when he left Patheos to become the president & CEO of Christianity Today. Can’t help but wonder if that’s why this essay is on McKnight’s substack and not on his Jesus Creed blog at CT.

In any case, read the whole thing.

• “Pandemic-weary workers quitting their retail jobs.” Good piece from The Washington Post (linked here to the non-paywalled Arkansas Democrat Gazette).

Some 649,000 retail workers put in their notice in April, the industry’s largest one-month exodus since the Labor Department began tracking such data more than 20 years ago. Overall, nearly 3% of the U.S. workforce — or roughly 4 million workers — quit in April.

In interviews with more than a dozen retail workers who recently left their jobs, nearly all said the pandemic introduced new strains to already challenging work: longer hours, understaffed stores, unruly customers and even pay cuts.

The article only gets at this elliptically, but the context here is what it calls “the easing of pandemic restrictions.” Unemployment is still high, but the labor market seems tight because everything is opening/re-opening at the same time. Open a new store or restaurant and you can hang a “Help Wanted” sign in the window and take your pick of applicants. But if every store and restaurant in the area is re-opening at the same time, then there’s a sign in every window and applicants can work their way up and down the block, comparison-shopping for the best offer.

Retailers are begrudgingly starting to realize they’re not making the best offer in terms of pay. Maybe, eventually, if this mass-exodus continues, they’ll also begin to realize they need to make better offers in terms of overall dignity, work environment, respect, etc.

• Speaking of retail, here’s a pet peeve of mine that’s far less consequential in the grand scheme of things, but still annoying: The text and images on the top of a box are supposed to be aligned in the same direction as the text and images on the front of the box. That way — as in the picture here to the right — a customer looking at the product on the shelf can read both the front and the top without having to read upside-down.

This seems like something very basic that anybody involved in the design of these boxes should know, but apparently it’s not. I’d have thought this basic rule was written down somewhere, but if not, now it’s written down here.

(What’s the point of even having a blog if you never use it to vent about nit-picky little annoyances like this?)

• This piece, by Terry Shoemaker for The Conversation, seems like the 2021 version of a take I’ve been reading for most of my adult life: “White Gen X and millennial evangelicals are losing faith in the conservative culture wars.”

I remember being interviewed for pieces like this one back in the early ’90s, when “Gen-X” still referred to young people. It’s strange to read the argument now and still see Gen-Xers and Millennials lumped in as “younger evangelicals.” On the one hand, given the overall demographics of evangelicalism, that’s not wrong. But on the other hand, it’s odd to still find yourself lumped into the “Kids These Days” category when you’re 53 years old.

The hope that “younger evangelicals” would transform white evangelicalism from within seemed overly optimistic, but slightly plausible, 25 years ago but it has become less and less plausible with every annual iteration of that claim. In 2021, it seems more likely that the main way Gen-X and Millennial evangelicals will change their parents’ religion will be by leaving it.

That won’t make white evangelicalism less partisan, less white, or less obsessed with the culture-war issues that have long served as its proxies for its backlash against feminism and the Civil Rights movement. It will make it a smaller, older, angrier and purer distillation of all of that.

• “Jubilee,” Atrios writes in regard to this story, “It’s a nice word.”

Yes. Yes it is.

On a related note, here’s a reminder that anti-Jubilee activist Dave Ramsey declared bankruptcy 31 years ago.

• The band is called Airborne Toxic Event and the song is called “Does This Mean You’re Moving On?” and both of those things seem apropos two months after my second shot o’ Moderna.

March 31, 2021

• “This ‘Very Catchy Song’ Is Meant to Turn You Into a Creationist,” Hemant Mehta writes. The song — produced by Ken Ham’s Answers in Genesis — is, alas, not in fact very catchy.

I do want to commend Ham for including an “artist in residence” at Answers in Genesis. Just because AiG doesn’t seem to have a good artist in residence doesn’t change the fact that taking this intentional step to include the arts isn’t usually a Good Thing.

It’s noteworthy that the artists in residence at AiG are called “Steve Hess and Southern Salvation.” That nicely captures the way that Ham’s brand of young-earth creationism derives from “Southern Salvation” — an otherworldly soteriology and otherworldly faith specifically designed and adapted to defend antebellum white southern Christianity. Ham’s “literal six-day creationism” cannot be developed based on a “literal reading” of Genesis, but only through the form of illiterate “literalism” that arose in order to make slaveholder Christianity something other than a howling oxymoron.

• On a related note, here’s another piece about “Southern Salvation” from our friends at Friendly Atheist. It seems the school board in Duval County, Florida, has finally realized they need to change the name of Robert E. Lee High School, prompting lots of anger from white Christian residents whose faith apparently hinges upon the defense of kidnapping, theft, rape, torture, armed sedition, and the failed invasion of Pennsylvania.

That includes this guy:

Somebody get this pink-faced man a red-letter edition of the Bible. Then maybe he’d notice this bit from Luke 4:

When he came to Nazareth, where he had been brought up, he went to the synagogue on the sabbath day, as was his custom. He stood up to read, and the scroll of the prophet Isaiah was given to him. He unrolled the scroll and found the place where it was written:

“The Spirit of the Lord is upon me,
because he has anointed me
to bring good news to the poor.
He has sent me to proclaim release to the captives
and recovery of sight to the blind,
to let the oppressed go free,
to proclaim the year of the Lord’s favor.”

And he rolled up the scroll, gave it back to the attendant, and sat down. The eyes of all in the synagogue were fixed on him. Then he began to say to them, “Today this scripture has been fulfilled in your hearing.”

Jesus’ proclamation of — and identification with — Jubilee explicitly mentions “release to the captives” and “to let the oppressed go free.” But that doesn’t have anything to do with slavery as far as the concordance-ism of white evangelical slaveholder hermeneutics goes because it doesn’t “literally” include the word slavery.

• OK, one more item via Hemant & Co. This is about apparent mass-murderer and devout Southern Baptist conservative Aaron Long: “The Spa Shooting Suspect Was a Born Again Baptist Who Was ‘Big into Religion.'” There’s been quite a bit of good discussion of the way white evangelical purity culture haunted this young man, but this post also quotes from Long’s baptism testimony, which was posted on his church’s website before it was removed after his massacre. It seems Long was baptized twice at the same church:

A 2018 video on the Crabapple Facebook page features Long discussing his Christian journey toward baptism.

“As many of you may remember, when I was 8 years old I thought I was becoming a Christian, and got baptized during that time. And I remember a lot of the reason for that is a lot of my friends in my Sunday school class were doing that,” Long says in the clip.

“And after that time, there wasn’t any fruit from the root that is our salvation.”

He goes on to say that when he was in seventh grade he attended a youth group and a speaker was discussing the biblical story of the prodigal son.

“The son goes off and squanders all that he has and lives completely for himself and then, when he finds he’s wanting to eat pig food, he realized there’s something wrong and he goes back to his father and his father runs back to him and embraces him. And by the grace of God I was able to draw the connection there and realize this is a story between what happened with me and God. I ran away living completely for myself, and he still wants me, and so that’s when I was saved.”

There’s something deeply unhealthy in the kind of faith and discipleship that imagines wanton apostasy is possible for a child between third and seventh grades. Such warped religion warps its followers, not always in such an extreme way, but it still bears culpability here. If you drum it into the heads of children that they are irredeemably depraved, some of them will come to believe you.

• What the heck, let’s just make this a Catching Up On Reading The Friendly Atheist post, so here’s an update on a bonkers story from last fall: “Priest and Dominatrices Charged with Vandalism After Having Threesome in Church.”

The details of this story, as reported by Sara Pagones for The Times-Picayune, are startling:

Travis John Clark, 37, who was pastor of Saints Peter and Paul Catholic Church … could not be reached for comment and has not spoken publicly about the alleged tryst, which, according to the court documents obtained by The Times-Picayune/New Orleans Advocate, involved the two women in corsets and high heels performing sex acts on a half-naked Clark as they recorded it with a phone and tripod-mounted camera.

Police confiscated plastic sex toys, stage lights and two recording devices from within the church as evidence and booked all three with obscenity.

Even for New Orleans, this sounds like a pretty memorable Tuesday night, but it’s only a legal matter because of where this apparently consensual activity took place: in the church sanctuary, on the altar. That’s indefensible for anyone, but especially for a priest.

But Hemant raises an important point, despite the deliberate sacrilege, this was still “one of the least scandalous sex crimes to occur in the Catholic Church.” That point is underscored in Pagones matter-of-fact news reporting:

The charges filed against Clark came on the same day that Montgomery’s office charged Pat Wattigny, former pastor of a Slidell church, with molestation of a juvenile.

The Archdiocese of New Orleans said it is seeking to remove both Clark and Wattigny from the priesthood and said, “Our prayers remain with all those who were hurt by the actions of these two men, and in a particular way, we offer our prayers for healing of survivors of abuse.”

Fr. Clark’s actions were hurtful due to the way he violated the trust of his parishioners, but I wish the Archdiocese had been even clearer that Fr. Wattigny’s actions were an even graver violation of that trust, a more serious betrayal, a greater blasphemy and a far worse sacrilege. I worry that they did not communicate that as clearly as they should because they do not understand that as clearly as they should.

• And finally, here’s Republican state Rep. Jerry Sexton — sponsor of a law that would establish the (Protestant) Bible as “the official state book” of Tennessee — arguing against the separation of church and state.

I looked it up and, yep, “Sexton is a member of Noeton Missionary Baptist Church in Bean Station, Tennessee where he formerly served as a pastor for twenty-five years.” So apparently that church is also where Sexton’s children were baptized as infants.

That’s a sick burn, in Baptist circles, but Sexton wouldn’t understand why.

If you hear someone condemning the separation of church and state in 21st-century America, that person will probably turn out to be a Baptist. If you hear someone dismissing the 14th or 15th Amendment, that person will almost certainly turn out to be a Republican. And none of these “Baptists” or “Republicans” understand the irony of any of that.

December 11, 2020

• This story by Jack Nicas is an incredible read: “He pretended to be Trump’s family; even the president was fooled.”

The “He” in that headline is “Josh Hall, a 21-year-old food-delivery driver in Mechanicsburg, Pennsylvania.” Hall spent most of 2020 spreading lies on social media posting under a host of identities:

He had posed as political figures and their families on Twitter, including five of the president’s relatives. He had pretended to be Robert Trump, the president’s brother; Barron Trump, the president’s 14-year-old son; and Dr. Deborah Birx, the White House coronavirus response coordinator. The accounts collectively amassed more than 160,000 followers.

Using their identities, he gained attention by mixing off-color political commentary with wild conspiracy theories, including one that the government wanted to implant Americans with microchips, and another that John F. Kennedy Jr., who died in a plane crash in 1999, was alive and about to replace Mike Pence as vice president.

He also pretended to run something called “Gay Voices for Trump,” which doesn’t exist despite being endorsed by all those relatives of Donald Trump (as impersonated by Hall). He doesn’t yet seem to realize the trouble he may be in for collecting thousands of dollars in a GoFundMe for that fake organization, which, like his other impersonations, he claims was meant as “satire.” (There is no indication in this story that Hall knows what satire means.)

Then there’s this baffling statement:

“There was no nefarious intention behind it,” Hall said. “I was just trying to rally up MAGA supporters and have fun.”

I don’t think Josh Hall is the only MAGA spending hours spreading what he knows to be falsehoods on social media while simultaneously trying to convince himself that it’s all just innocent “fun.” I’m not sure even he believes his contention that it’s in any way possible to knowingly bear false witness against his neighbors without “nefarious intention” or malice, but I can see why he needs to try to believe that.

As a reward for his contribution to the cause of “MAGA supporters,” Josh can console himself with knowing that Trump and the rest of MAGA-world are trying to make sure that Josh’s own vote is nullified and that he, his entire family, all of his Door Dash customers, the rest of Mechanicsburg, and everyone else here in the commonwealth is completely disenfranchised. Because whatever “Make America Great” means to these people, it doesn’t include democracy.

• An epic poem on an epic moment: “Witnessing Grace: In Be Holding, celebrated poet Ross Gay interweaves the legacy of one of basketball’s greatest moments with a meditation on Black resilience.”

If you didn’t already know, you wouldn’t believe me when I tell you that the ball in that picture will find its way into that basket — from the other side — before the man holding it there eventually chooses to allow gravity to bring him back to earth.

What about it is sublime? The spontaneity of it. The elegance of it. The improbability of it. In other words, against the probability of seeing yet another Black man profiled, shot, or incarcerated, there stands (or, rather, soars) Erving, defying odds and gravity itself—at least for a moment. Rather than witness the emphatic or visceral dunk, Gay has us witness finesse and ingenuity. We witness, thereby, a Black man embody not brute stereotypes or terror, but sheer improvisational grace. The lane closed off, forced out of bounds, the backboard a barricade and defenders at the ready, Dr. J’s unlikely score becomes an allegory for outwitting and out-beautifying systemic racism: “the daily evasion of which is / . . . / a version of genius.”

• Dave Ramsey, the anti-Jubilee salesman of Buy My Stuff To Get Out Of Debt consumer products, is intent on killing his own employees: “Dave Ramsey, Christian personal finance guru, defies COVID-19 to keep staff at desks.”

Ramsey Solutions, the company founded by the bestselling author and radio host, plans to host “Boots & BBQ,” a large in-person Christmas party, for hundreds of staff members at the company’s Franklin, Tennessee, headquarters, despite an outbreak of more than 50 cases at the company’s headquarters as late as mid-November.

… Ramsey Solutions does not require masks at its offices — Dave Ramsey himself has been a vocal opponent of mask-wearing and other COVID restrictions. In a clip from his daily radio show, posted on YouTube in November, Ramsey railed against what he called “totalitarian” government restrictions and mask mandates, saying he wanted to “start a crusade” against them.

Ramsey is also a vindictively litigious fellow — he’s suing a hotel for refusing to host a conference as a mid-pandemic, no-social-distancing, mask-less free-for-all:

The company has also continued to hold large events during the pandemic, including its “EntreLeadership Summit” in July. That event was scheduled to be held at the Gaylord Palms Resort & Convention Center in Kissimmee, Florida, near Orlando, but Ramsey moved the event to its Franklin offices after the Gaylord informed the company of significant COVID-19 restrictions, including mask checks, according to a lawsuit filed by Ramsey Solutions.

The summit was one of a series of “high-end experiences” put on by Ramsey, attracting thousands of business owners and other attendees, “each of whom spends between $5,000 and $15,000 to attend, inclusive of hotel,” according to the amended complaint in the suit.

The COVID-19 restrictions at the hotel, which included no buffets or other self-service food along with limited use of the pool or other amenities, made having the conference there untenable, Ramsey Solutions stated in the complaint.

So Ramsey thinks Marriott should pay him $10 million. He also told the hotel chain that “We’re not going to have someone pay $10,000 for a ticket to have some $8 an hour twerp at Marriott giving them a hard time about wearing a mask.”

Look up James 2:6 some time. That’s about Dave Ramsey. Not only Dave Ramsey, of course, but very much him.

• The title of this post comes from a line in Bob Marley’s “Redemption Song,” which I’ve argued should be included among our Advent hymns.

Most American Christians don’t really do Advent, of course. We just do a “Christmas season” that starts on the holy day of Black Friday and ends on December 25. That makes sense for us because Advent can’t make sense for us. Advent is for people living under empire, not for the empire itself. When you’re the empire, the Magnificat sounds like bad news.

Anyway, here’s Joe Strummer’s version of Marley’s song:

 

January 9, 2020

I never understood wind.”

“There is something physically wrong with this president.”

“I’m not trying to pretend to be a fair juror here.”

“Writing ‘Jolene’ and helping all the kids to read is an objectively better contribution to humanity than starting the Ku Klux Klan, and anyone who would argue otherwise is a monster.”

“I must confront the fact that there may be nothing I can do to persuade these people that a more equal, kind and caring society is better than what we have now.”

“An Iowa woman who told police she ran over a teen because she ‘was a Mexican’ has been charged with another attempted murder after police say she hit a 12-year-old boy on the same day.”

“A homeowner living next to an elementary school in Iowa is facing backlash for painting Confederate battle flags and swastikas on pallets around his property.”

“I mean, didn’t travel with her to these witchcraft meetings but, as a Christian I have spiritual discernment.”

“I couldn’t fathom in what universe I would go to a doctor for a strep throat culture and some antibiotics and I would end up with a $25,000 bill.”

“Potential defects, according to Mauer, include feces, sex organs, toenails, bladders and unwanted hair.”

People who are this willing to slut shame women rarely actually care that much about women being abused.”

“The Centurion investment fund does its business with an unlikely pair of banks: both linked to a billion-dollar Venezuelan money laundering and bribery scandal.”

“Traditionally it’s always been Republicans suppressing votes in places.”

“The co-founder of Students for Trump pleaded guilty … to scamming consumers and businesses out of $46,000 by posing as a lawyer online and dispensing legal advice.”

“That’s white-on-white capitalism.”

“Tweets [Trump] shared over the holidays indicate he’s feeling more shameless than ever about retweeting sketchy accounts that have promoted conspiracy theories portraying his political enemies as satanist pedophiles.”

“The Trump Tower Baku project carried some classic hallmarks of a money-laundering operation, including firms being paid in cash, some of which was transferred in duffel bags.”

Let me address this ‘snowflake’ thing.”

The Jordan imbroglio comes just as Chris Rowe, the Republican Party’s New Castle chairman, resigned after using the word ‘f—-ts’ in a comment on a recent Facebook post.”

“I’m here essentially to say goodbye to my mom.”

“He died 50 years after he lost, in Vietnam, all that underpinned his life.”

Vanilla Ice ran it by Donald Jr.

Baker stole the recipe from another con man. It does nothing.”

“It just feels like a place where people genuinely care about other people — which, in the current landscape of American Christianity, can feel incredibly radical.”

 

December 24, 2019

Way, way behind on Christmas this year. Just got the ornaments on the tree yesterday, and now we’re wrapping presents. Alas, I didn’t have a chance to race around drawing suspicious glares at area convenience stores for the annual Keendex. I apologize for that, but I doubt it’s changed much from last year’s list.

Here, as ever, is Anne Lamott’s Advent Adventure.

Then I called my Jesuit friend, Tom, who is a hopeless alcoholic of the worst sort, sober now for 22 years, someone who sometimes gets fat and wants to hang himself, so I trust him. I said, “Tell me a story about Advent. Tell me about people getting well.”

He thought for a while. Then he said, “OK.” …

And here are a few Christmas-y things from this blog that it’s the season to revisit:

Some other items that are or ought to be annual Christmas traditions:

And speaking of annual traditions, here’s the Pogues, because even though we say this every year, I can see a better time, when all our dreams come true.

Merry Christmas.

 

 

May 20, 2019

Let’s start by saying that Robert F. Smith has done a beautiful thing: “Speaker stuns 2019 Morehouse grads, to pay off student debt.”

A billionaire technology investor stunned the entire graduating class at Morehouse College when he announced at their commencement Sunday that he would pay off their student loans — estimated at up to $40 million.

Robert F. Smith, this year’s commencement speaker, made the announcement while addressing nearly 400 graduating seniors of the all-male historically black college in Atlanta. Smith, who is black, is the Founder and CEO of Vista Equity Partners, a private equity firm that invests in software, data, and technology-driven companies.

“On behalf of the eight generations of my family that have been in this country, we’re gonna put a little fuel in your bus,” the investor and philanthropist told graduates in his morning address. “This is my class, 2019. And my family is making a grant to eliminate their student loans.”

… Though college officials could not provide an estimate of the exact amount owed by the current graduating class, students graduate with an average debt of $30,000 to $40,000, said Terrance L. Dixon, vice president of enrollment management.

Jubilee is always a beautiful thing.

And that’s the first thing we should do in response to this story — we should celebrate the sheer joyous beauty of it. It was a Good Thing that will make possible other Good Things that might otherwise have been impossible.

Errin Haines Whack’s report captures what this means for just one student:

In the weeks before graduating from Morehouse on Sunday, 22-year-old finance major Aaron Mitchom drew up a spreadsheet to calculate how long it would take him to pay back his $200,000 in student loans — 25 years at half his monthly salary, per his calculations.

In an instant, that number vanished. Mitchom, sitting in the crowd, wept.

“I can delete that spreadsheet,” he said in an interview after the commencement. “I don’t have to live off of peanut butter and jelly sandwiches. I was shocked. My heart dropped. We all cried. In the moment it was like a burden had been taken off.”

His mother, Tina Mitchom, was also shocked. Eight family members, including Mitchom’s 76-year-old grandmother, took turns over four years co-signing on the loans that got him across the finish line.

“It takes a village,” she said. “It now means he can start paying it forward and start closing this gap a lot sooner, giving back to the college and thinking about a succession plan” for his younger siblings.

No one would advise a 22-year-old to buy a house with a mortgage that would require half of their salary for the next 25 years. But it has become conventional wisdom to encourage young people to take on that kind of massive, life-defining debt to pay for a college education. This is madness.

Tina Mitchom’s language — “paying it forward” and “giving back” — literally points us in the direction of the larger questions we need to be asking and the unspoken assumptions at work here in this lovely story. That language reminds us of what Jubilee really means — not just the cancellation of debt, but the rejection of its legitimacy.

“Benevolent billionaire pays off students’ debt” is a framework that presumes several facts not in evidence. It presumes the legitimacy of that debt and the legitimacy of the category “benevolent billionaire.” And both of those presumptions are extremely presumptuous.

When we commend wealthy philanthropists for “giving back” we murkily acknowledge something we’ve been trying hard to forget. “Give it back” is not usually a phrase we apply to an action we see as supererogatory or generous. It is, rather, an expectation of what is due. To give something back is to return it to those from whom it was taken, whether directly or indirectly.

“Whoever has two coats must share with anyone who has none,” John the Baptist taught. The early Christians built on that to say that “your” second coat is not “yours” at all — it belongs, rightfully, to anyone who has none. Superfluity is theft. This is what all Christians taught and believed, for centuries, from the apostles up until and including Augustine.

Saint Ambrose put it this way: “You are not making a gift of what is yours to the poor person, but you are giving them back what is theirs. You have been appropriating things that are meant to be for the common use of everyone. The earth belongs to everyone, not to the rich.”

And this doctrine has not been abandoned or forgotten completely. The Catholic principle of the “universal destination of goods” has gotten a bit more … let’s say sophisticated, but the link there will take you to this section of the Catechism of the Catholic Church at the official Vatican website:

2403 The right to private property, acquired by work or received from others by inheritance or gift, does not do away with the original gift of the earth to the whole of mankind. The universal destination of goods remains primordial, even if the promotion of the common good requires respect for the right to private property and its exercise.

2404 “In his use of things man should regard the external goods he legitimately owns not merely as exclusive to himself but common to others also, in the sense that they can benefit others as well as himself.” The ownership of any property makes its holder a steward of Providence, with the task of making it fruitful and communicating its benefits to others, first of all his family.

2405 Goods of production – material or immaterial – such as land, factories, practical or artistic skills, oblige their possessors to employ them in ways that will benefit the greatest number. Those who hold goods for use and consumption should use them with moderation, reserving the better part for guests, for the sick and the poor.

That “first of all his family” bit is a reference to the principle of subsidiarity — something I think Robert F. Smith demonstrated for us in both choosing Morehouse as the location for his “giving back,” and in his admonishing the Class of 2019 to receive this as an obligation to “pay it forward.”

We can understand Smith’s act both as a generous gift and as the fulfilling of the obligation to “give back.” His act was generous in that it was uncoerced and uncompelled by anything outside of his own choice to do it, but it seems Smith himself recognized that he was obliged to act. That’s why he told the recipients of his generosity that they were, themselves, obliged to “pay it forward.” This obligation — “freely ye have received, freely give” — is more legitimate and more true than whatever obligation those students may have had to pay back their student loans multiple times over in fees and interest.

Since we quoted that bit from the Catholic catechism above, we shouldn’t neglect the paragraph that follows it:

2406 Political authority has the right and duty to regulate the legitimate exercise of the right to ownership for the sake of the common good.

Or, in other words, “We the people” — the political authority here in the US — have the right and duty and opportunity to do for every college student in America what Robert F. Smith just did for one class at Morehouse. Morehouse’ president, David A. Thomas, gives a hint of how revolutionary and transformative that could be for everyone in this country:

“Many of my students are interested in going into teaching, for example, but leave with an amount of student debt that makes that untenable,” Thomas said in an interview. “In some ways, it was a liberation gift for these young men that just opened up their choices.”

That is, again, a beautiful thing. Jubilee means more choices, more freedom.

Perhaps that freedom will allow some newly debt-free young Morehouse graduate the opportunity to imagine and to bring about a world in which education doesn’t have to be a massively expensive, debt-incurring proposition sometimes mitigated by the arbitrary intervention of occasionally benevolent billionaires paying it off or helping some few escape it by endowing scholarships.

Thomas’ understanding of what this debt-cancellation will mean for the Class of 2019 is, I think, richer than what Dylan Matthews discusses in his Vox piece “Morehouse’s student loan forgiveness is an incredibly useful economics experiment.” He writes:

You would not expect there to be profound differences between the composition of the Morehouse graduating class of 2019 and that of the class of 2018 before them, or the class of 2020 after them. These are groups of students who applied to and chose to attend the same college, at roughly the same period in history. They’re not identical groups, but they’re extremely similar.

That enables economists … to conduct an analysis 10-15 years from now comparing the incomes, indebtedness, graduate attainment, etc. of members of the class of 2019 to those of the classes of 2018 and 2020. If incomes are markedly higher for 2019ers a decade after graduation than they are for 2018ers, that’s a strong indication that debt relief increases incomes later in life.

That’s fine. But “incomes later in life” may be the least interesting and least consequential measurement for the impact of this “experiment.” It doesn’t just afford these graduates the opportunity to pursue greater income, it affords them the opportunity not to do that. They are now free to become teachers — or artists, or scholars, or honest politicians, or any other noble pursuit that isn’t all about the money. They are now free to pursue some good other than making as much money as they can because their debt forbids them from ever doing anything else.

(That disagreement aside, the concluding section of Matthews’ piece is quite good and very important.)

January 31, 2019

We had to make sure to park the church van around the corner on the next block where it wouldn’t be seen.

We needed the van — a half-dozen people with all of those rakes and tarps and whatnot wouldn’t fit in somebody’s normal-sized car. But the van was also too conspicuous. The name of the church was painted right there on the side, after all, and if anybody saw that our cover would be blown. We couldn’t be sneaky if the neighbors saw us getting out of the church van. And being sneaky was the whole point — that was what made it so much fun.

“Fun” was the best word I had for this back then. It’s not wrong, exactly, because what we were doing was fun. But that word gets used in so many other ways for so many different things that it’s not quite precise enough to be the right word here. “Delightful” might be better, even though that wasn’t a word that teenaged me would’ve used. I think it better captures what was going on: We were finding our own delight in delighting others and thereby also, I believe, delighting God.

All of which is to say we were raking leaves.

We had a list of a bunch of older folks — people from our church or the neighbors of people from our church, mostly — who weren’t able to rake leaves themselves. And our mini-army would show up — unexpected and unannounced — rake their yards as fast as we could, then race back around the block, jump back in the van and drive away, ideally without anyone ever even seeing us in action.

That was the really fun part. It didn’t spoil the fun any if we got caught. That was still fun, too, when someone we thought wouldn’t be at home caught us in the act and knew who we were and where we were from. The result was the same, after all — they were still unexpectedly relieved of a burdensome chore. But it was somehow more delightful when we got away clean leaving them a bit startled and mystified. We enjoyed adding a bit of amazement to an act of grace.

This was something we did several times with the youth group of the fundamentalist Baptist church I attended growing up. It was something that church taught me — something that has stuck with me longer than any sermon or altar call I heard from any of that church’s pastors or guest speakers. It shaped, and continues to shape, what I think of as “ministry” or “discipleship” or “gospel.”

The problem with how we use all of those words is that they don’t seem fun. They should be. They should all be delightful. If they’re not, you’re doing it wrong.

I remember that these guerrilla leaf-raking raids were discussed a bit in terms of their merit as “outreach.” Wouldn’t it have been better, it was asked, if we’d parked the church van directly in front of the houses where we were performing this ministry? That makes sense. I mean, if part of what you’re trying to do, as a church, is to become known for your love of neighbors, then it would be useful to have the name of the church right there instead of sneaking around trying to keep it hidden.

We weren’t able to articulate why it just seemed better to keep this secret. We’d fumble for an answer and wind up falling back yet again on that not-quite-wrong but not-quite-right word “fun.” It was just more fun — for us, for the neighbors themselves, maybe for God too? — to make this party a surprise party, to conduct this “outreach” or “ministry” like a kind of holy prank.

This, again, continues to influence how I think of Christian “discipleship.” The gospel itself, Jubilee, is a kind of holy prank and “discipleship” — the apprenticing practice of becoming disciples of Jesus — means, among other things, that you are now in on it. It means you now have a role to play in the execution of this prank, that you will be participating in pulling it off. And that you will be participating in the delight it can bring to everyone involved.

It’s fun.

That was also, by the way, the sentence by which our youth minister convinced us all to spend a precious free Saturday afternoon doing muscle-taxing yard-work without pay. “It’s fun,” he said.

That might seem like a classic bait-and-switch since raking leaves is not intrinsically fun. It leaves your hands calloused and your shoulders sore. It’s sweaty, exhausting work, and doing it faster just makes it even more tiring.

But he was telling the truth. It was delightful. It was fun. I can’t say when I’ve ever had more fun, unless maybe it was the time we did the same thing, but with snow shovels after a big winter storm.

“C’mon,” he said, “bring a rake. It’ll be fun.” And that, I think, was the best lesson on evangelism I ever learned from that church.


P.S. I was reminded of this and started writing about it after reading Hollis Phelps’ recent essay on “The Problem with the Latest Predictions for ‘the Rise of the Religious Left’” right after reading Sarahbeth Caplin’s Friendly Atheist post about a Texas church paying off the school-lunch debts of an entire school district. And I think when I started, I had some notion about how all of these things tied together. I seem to have lost my handle on that connecting thread in the meanwhile, but I do think they’re all still tied together.

 


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