“Believe in Nothing”
Rev. David Takahashi Morris
January 13, 2008
Back in 2005 at our U.U.A.’s General
Assembly, a lot of my colleagues were talking about a man named Sam Harris,
who had published a book called The End of Faith. The buzz was
that he had written a tough book, but one that people ought to read, because
his challenge to the future of religion was important. It seemed everybody
was talking about it. I heard about it from folks here in the congregation,
too; Harris was even featured in UUWorld magazine. A lot of
people in our movement thought Harris was really on to something.
Here’s a sample: “It
is time we recognized,” Harris writes, “that all reasonable men
and women have a common enemy. It is an enemy so near to us, and so deceptive,
that we keep its counsel even as it threatens to destroy the very possibility
of human happiness. Our enemy is nothing other than faith itself.”
In the past couple of years there have
been several books published that have taken religion to task with a sharpness
that hasn’t been seen since the 19th-century Unitarian skeptic
Robert Ingersoll, who in 1879 published a book called Some Mistakes of
Moses that savaged the first five books of the Hebrew Bible. Just
the titles give you a flavor. In addition to Sam Harris, the current
crop includes Richard Dawkins’ The God Delusion and Daniel Dennett’s Breaking
the Spell. We’ve already heard from the one I’ve spent
the most time with, Christopher Hitchens’ God is Not Great. The
authors all characterize themselves as atheists, but they’re more like
anti-theists. The books are polemics against religion and religious
beliefs of any kind. These “new atheists,” as one journal
calls them, are issuing a call to arms not just to defend reason and the
scientific method, but to assert them boldly as the only true ways of knowing.
It makes sense to me that these books
have been greeted with delight by so many Unitarian Universalists, especially
those of us for whom God-language is not compelling or comfortable. There
are some powerful arguments in them, as well as some delightfully skewering
turns of phrase. Speaking of the idea that any religious belief could
be considered evidence of insanity, Harris says, “It is merely an accident
of history that it is considered normal in our society to believe that the
Creator of the universe can hear your prayers, while it is demonstrative
of mental illness to believe that he is communicating with you by having
the rain tap in Morse code on your bedroom window.” The “new
atheists” do an excellent job of listing some of the worst excesses
and atrocities that have been committed in the names of religions throughout
the history of the world, and they have an unerring eye for the most troubling
stories, scriptural passages, doctrinal inconsistencies and personal hypocrisies
in Christianity, Judaism, and Islam.
We enjoy this a bit, I think, in part
because we live in a world where religious fanatics and religious frauds
on all sides of too many conflicts are using their religion as an excuse
for political violence, and in a time when American religious fundamentalism
seems to have gained control of too many of our own political institutions. We’re
feeling beleaguered, and it’s nice to have some smart articulate people
on our side. We like it because good polemics are snappy and fun, and
some of us have been known to let loose a diatribe or two of our own. We
like it because we’re tired. We’re tired of feeling attacked
by people with some of the beliefs these authors treat so fiercely. We’re
tired of hearing from our kids that their friends told them they’ll
go to hell because of our church; we’re tired of arguing with our own
family members that we do, too, have meaning in our lives; we’re tired
of having to explain that we don’t need to believe in the Nicene Creed
or the special divinity of anyone to live a good, healthy, moral life. We
value reason and the scientific method, too, and it’s good to hear
them lifted up so vigorously.
The polemic quality of the “new
atheists’” writing has risks, though, and critics have cautioned
that all the authors sometimes let their conviction carry them beyond the
bounds of reasoned debate. As I said before, Christopher Hitchens’ God
is Not Great is the one I’ve spent the most time with, and there
is no doubt that his passion runs away with his commitment to intellectual
integrity from time to time. The subtitle of his book is “How
religion poisons everything,” and in order to justify that foregone
conclusion, he is willing to play some tricks with the evidence.
The most glaring thing for me in Hitchens’ case
is a double standard about the source that inspires good and evil actions. “When
we read of the glories of “Christian” devotional painting and
architecture, or “Islamic” astronomy and medicine,” he
says, “we are talking about advances of civilization and culture—some
of them anticipated by Aztecs and Chinese—that have as much to do with “faith” as
their predecessors had to do with human sacrifice and imperialism.” In
other words, the content of Michelangelo’s religion, for example, has
nothing to do with the power of his expression of that religion’s stories. That’s
all skill and technique.
Again and again, Hitchens attributes
the best actions of religious people—Martin Luther King Jr., Mahatma
Gandhi, American and British abolitionists who led the fight against slavery—not
to their faith, but to humanist ethics and the natural progress of evolving
moral understandings. But the same standard does not apply to negative
actions: Terrorists, tyrants, and torturers, along with all those who
have resisted scientific progress, are all motivated, not by power or politics,
not by sadism, not by fear of new ideas undermining their value structures
or cultural stability, but by religion. The idea that there might have
been political fanaticism and ethical blindness in the minds of the September
11 terrorists, perhaps even overshadowing their veneer of fanatical devotion
to a particular version of Islam, has apparently never occurred to him; for
Hitchens, the attacks were entirely “religious” acts. This
makes for great rhetoric, but it is an extraordinarily naïve reading
of history and human motivation.
The other overriding problem for me
in the work of the new atheism is the failure to make any distinctions between
kinds of religion and ways of understanding whatever power organizes, sustains,
and moves the universe. “Belief,” for them, means belief
in a personal, individual, human-like God; it means acceptance of every line
of every scripture; it means literal understanding of the ancient mythologies
that underlie the modern religious vocabulary. It’s not so much that
they don’t make a distinction between fundamentalist and fanatical
religious beliefs and liberal or progressive ones as it is that they don’t
even acknowledge the existence of any religion other than the most conservative
and strident kind.
My colleague Rob Hardies from All Souls
Church in Washington, DC, points out that Sam Harris's End of Faith does
not actually denounce faith, but ideology, a rigid and artificial certainty
about one set of beliefs. In an article in Shambala Sun magazine,
Rob and others, like philosopher/psychologist Ken Wilber, express concern
that by identifying all religion with the most extravagant excesses of fundamentalisms
and religious fanatics, writers like Hitchens, Dawkins, Harris, and Dennett
unwittingly accept fundamentalism’s definition of religion.
In fact, all the criticisms they raise
have come for centuries from within religious movements. Religious
liberals have been revising our religion to be in harmony with advances in
human knowledge and science all along. We have long understood that
scriptures are written in the language of myth and metaphor, not intended
to be taken literally. Wilber says this rather bluntly, pointing out
that this debate “wastes time telling us that Moses didn’t part
the Red Sea. Well, duh.” Religious liberals have long resisted
the excesses and abuses of religious fanaticism. But we’re invisible
in all these recent books.
For me, writers like Harris and Richard
Dawkins show what happens when the doubt we cherish becomes not the attendant
of truth, but the only truth in which we have faith. I love the Robert
Weston reading we shared earlier, but I’ve always wanted to point out
the danger that if our whole loyalty is given to doubt, then the acid that
eats away the false will just keep eating, and we’ll be left with nothing
but acid. That isn’t enough.
In a UUWorld interview, Sam Harris says
that certainty is the breeding ground of fanaticism and terror—yet
he’s very certain that there is no power, process, or purpose guiding
the Universe along its evolutionary path. For the “new atheists,” there
is only one way of knowing. We live in a purely material, purely mechanical
universe in which all meaning, value, and sense of narrative is artificially
constructed by human beings. They believe in nothing with all
the fervor of religious fundamentalism’s belief in a jealous, angry,
rule-obsessed and punitive God.
Many if not most of us rejected that
kind of God long ago. I walked away from that idea as a 19-year-old
college freshman and spent years assuming that anyone who mentioned the word
God was talking about the understanding of God I had as a teenager. Meanwhile,
the grownups I wouldn’t talk to stopped believing in that God, too. They
believed in an impersonal process of creativity and destruction. Or
they believed in a power of justice that aligns itself with the oppressed
and urges us to do the same. Or they believed in the simultaneous evolution
of consciousness, matter and energy from the moment of the Big Bang until
the present and into the future toward one another. Or they believed
in a vast, all-encompassing fabric of being in which each of us is a thread
interwoven with countless other threads, affecting and affected by every
other thread which has ever been part of the fabric.
While I am the other hand was busy believing
in nothing.
I’ve changed my mind. I
don’t think “religion poisons everything”; I think bad
religion poisons some things. I don’t think faith is the enemy
of humankind, but I know that it matters what we have faith in. I don’t
think that God is necessarily a delusion. Religion, like science, is
a way of understanding the deepest truths of the universe, truths that are
so vast and complex that no single person can ever be expected to grasp them
all at once. I am skeptical of the claim that any single theory, scientific
or mythological, is likely ever to sufficiently explain the entirety of existence
for all human beings. We need different ways of knowing, and religion
and science both need to be subject to constant criticism, revision, and
correction. Holding that assumption and that commitment with regard
to religion has been the special mission of our faith tradition for hundreds
of years. It is our religious heritage.
So let us cherish our doubts—but let us also cherish our faith. They need each other, and we need them both.