Monthly Archives: December 2009

Public School Relativism

Faculty meetings at school are usually useless.  Whole bunch of people talking about absolutely nothing.  For the most part, that was the case in today’s faculty meeting.

There were the usual characters: the eager beavers, the silent ones, the ones that always complain, and the one sarcastic curmudgeon in the corner–who could forget him?–who always just bluntly lays it out there.  The eager beavers always gasp, but there his words sit, like a dog’s vomit.

There was the usual (useless) agenda: tweaking our school mission statement.  It’s a totally banal exercise.  We were meeting in separate departments today (English, History, Science, etc, all separate), so no doubt our tweaked mission statement is going to get passed around and hacked to death by the other departments.  The wheel will be destroyed, then reinvented all over again, and we will end up with mostly the same mission statement we started with.  All this will take quite a few months to accomplish.

Things got a bit interesting at the end, though.  Most people wouldn’t find it interesting, but given the fact that I’ always thinking about the issue that came up, it was invigorating to me.

The statement focused on making students who can “feel successful and accepted.”  I piped up: “well, who really cares about their feelings?  We want students who don’t just feel successful, but are so.  Plus, isn’t the whole ‘successful’ bit a little sketchy?  What if you’re successful at being a prick?”

That got a few laughs

I then moved on to a more serious point:  the mission statement didn’t include character.  Shouldn’t that be a goal?

Another colleague objected: “we’ll get parents who will criticize, saying that character should be taught at home via religious values.  We cannot mention character here.”

Another teacher added that including it was a bad idea because what character is differs from one person to the next.

My thought during all this: “geez, where do I start?”

I thought their responses were highly ironic.  After all, our school has a program that emphasizes virtues like respect, integrity, and honesty.  Many school clubs have character as their focus, and it is infused throughout the Language Arts curriculum.  And they say we shouldn’t talk about character?

I brought that up, and added, “you might think that what character is differs from person to person, but its not real difficult to find some things we all agree on.”  What I didn’t say but should have is: “who cares if different people have different concepts of character?  How often does that happen with darn near *everything* we teach at this school?  It has rarely stopped us in the past, why should it now?”

I chose to move on to a deeper point, though: “really, there is no neutral ground here.  You don’t have the option of ‘not talking about character.’  You are already teaching about character right there.”  My point was that by adopting that stance of  ‘since what is character differs from person to person, we shouldn’t talk about it,’ they were, by their silence, teaching a certain point of view about virtue–that it’s relative.  This is far, far from being neutral on the question.

By ‘not talking about it,’ they are teaching the students that character is such an  irrelevant personal taste thing that it doesn’t deserve to be explicitly addressed by the school.

That is a lesson that speaks volumes.

For the record, I sympathize with the hypothetical parent the first colleague talked about.  Given the track record of the public school system of teaching absolutely horrible character (not virtue, but vice), I’m leery of giving it the reigns in such an important area.  However, like I noted above, it’s not too difficult to find some virtues that we all–conservative and liberal alike–can agree upon (lets start with, “it is absolutely objectively wrong to cheat.”  Ok, build from there), and, the school doesn’t have the option to be neutral on the issue.  It will teach about character one way or the other, by hook or by crook–even if not one soul broaches the subject.

What am I Gonna Do?

Me in the kitchen:

In a few days, my wife is leaving for a week.   Rich, gird thy loins for a full week of batchelor meal.

Foot in Mouth

Good advice, I reckon:

HT: Verum Serum

Sabbath

This week has been excruciatingly busy.  The last seven days, I have experienced exhaustion at levels I never thought I’d reach.  I know what many of you are thinking right now: “I hear that all the time from people.  Stop tooting your own horn about how important you are!”

Hold your judgment for the time being.  I have a point to all this, and it might surprise you.  Let me get through the details of the week first.

Last week, the seniors in my research class turned in their research papers.  Since the grading term ended on Tuesday, I had to have them graded by then…all 60 of them.  This was no small task, for it took me around 25 minutes to grade one of them.  Though there were a few good papers here and there, the papers were of such low quality that I felt I needed to be as detailed in my critique as I could.  Plus, many of them were on issues of great importance–abortion, religion and warfare, same-sex marriage–so I needed to carefully walk them through the subjects with clear thinking.  I was as disappointed in the papers from the conservative students (pro-life, against same-sex marriage, etc) as I was in the papers from more secular students, simply because the reasoning wasn’t there.  There was a whole lotta assertions from both types of students, a whole lotta dismissal of counter arguments by both sides, and a whole lotta cherry picking evidence to suit their conclusions, but there was almost zilch in terms of actual research, rigorous analysis of hard data and evidence, and charitable treatment of opponents.  Needless to say, it took a tremendous amount of time to wade through all the bunk.  On top of all that, I had to deal with one possible plagiarism case (turned out, after a few hours of examination, that it was a false alarm).  The ultimate downer was that when I went to print the file that contained my comments (I typed out notes of commentary for each student), Microsoft Word said the file was corrupt, and I could not access it….so the students did not get the benefit of the critique I spent all that time forming.

All this led to one all nighter, plus two 2am bed times and a 4:45 wake-up alarm for the whole week.  To top all that off, I had a coaches meeting on Monday night, a wrestling fundraiser Tuesday night, a wrestling meet Thursday night, a wrestling tournament all day Saturday, and a paper and final due during the week for a Theology class I’m taking.  The earliest I arrived home all week was last night at 10.  I actually fell asleep hugging my wife.

Today, though, has been glorious.  I woke up at noon.  After lounging around for who knows how long, my wife and I went to a movie.  Then we came back and lounged some more.  I took a nap.  Watched TV…I was just flat out lazy today.  Though I have a mountain of work awaiting me, I didn’t feel a bit guilty about it at all.

What’s my point in giving the details of this week?  Other than to give an accounting of why I’ve been strangely absent from the blogosphere the last seven days, it’s to make a point about the wisdom of God’s commands.

Embedded in the Ten Commandments is one commandment that we Americans tend to forget often: the command to rest one day a week.  Many of us–Christians included–regard that command as a holdover from a bygone era.  Even if we don’t explicitly say it, many of us subconsciously think that way.  This is the 21st century after all, not ancient Israel; we’re not desert nomads herding sheep, and there are only two ways to get ahead in today’s complicated world: cheat or work your fingers to the bone….that’s the common way of thinking, at least.

We miss the fact, though, that God is the designer of both the universe in general and the human makeup in particular.  There’s a plethora of reasons behind His commandments.  They are not arbitrary or killjoy rules.  Behind every single one–even the ones we dismiss with a handwave–is a wealth of wisdom about how the world actually works.

Sunday is my sabbath day.  I do absolutely no work whatsoever.  I sleep in till whenever (my wife and I usually attend church on Saturdays).  I spend time with God.  I read.  I veg out.  This practice has been one of the key elements keeping me sane both this week and over the past few months.  You’d figure that by taking one day totally off, that work would pile up…well, it does.  Mondays aren’t pretty.  The thing is that by recharging on Sundays and not even cutting corners on that day a bit (I don’t even think about grading or planning or anything of the sort), I have the mental juice to tackle what looks to be an overwhelming load each week.

Well, sadly, Sunday is over…time to gird up my loins and run headlong into another monstrous Monday.

Abortion and Caring for the Already Born

When pro-lifers give reasons why abortion is wrong and/or why it should be illegal, one common retort goes something like this:

What are you doing to help those that are already born?  Most pro-lifers raise cain about abortion but don’t do anything to help children in need.  Once the child is born, they stop caring.

The retort is an emotionally and rhetorically powerful one, and it stops  many people short.  When it’s examined more in depth, though, it lacks substance.

There is a point behind the challenge, isn’t there?  Notice the subtle implication: unless you do something to help children once they are born, you are disqualified from being able to speak about abortion.

My question is: how does that follow?  Let’s say that I do absolutely nothing to help children in this world.  Does that mean abortion is then ok?  No, that is a non-sequitur.  You might as well say, “if you don’t smuggle any slaves into the north or don’t buy any slaves’ freedom, you can’t speak against slavery,” or, as Koukl quips in the audio below, “unless  you are willing to marry a battered woman, you shouldn’t be speaking against the husband who beat her.”  Doing nothing to help a born child no more disqualifies me to speak against abortion than doing nothing to help a rape victim disqualifies me to speak against rape.

The moral equation makes absolutely no sense.  Unless I’m willing to care for children that are born, I shouldn’t be objecting to women and men who want to kill those children?  If the unborn is a human being, we shouldn’t be killing it for the reasons people give for killing it, and even if I don’t adopt those children, that doesn’t mean I must muzzle the voice inside me that says, “don’t kill them.”

At any rate, it is wholly false that pro-lifers do little to nothing to care for born children.  There are more Crisis Pregnancy Centers in this nation than there are abortion clinics.  These are clinics that are privately funded by individuals, not by services they provide (unlike abortion clinics, which are funded in part by…well…abortion).  There are great numbers of pro-life people who are caring for born children just like those individuals who give money to CPC’s.  My church is another example.  Just the other week, the leaders at my church announced a campaign to financially sponsor refugee children in Northern Uganda who have been made refugees from the conflict with the LRA rebel army in that region.  Financially sponsoring a child in the Africa Renewal Ministry program would help give education, shelter, and food to him/her.  It is not a one time gift; rather, it entails a monthly commitment.  The ARM project had a few hundred children to be sponsored.  In two days, individuals from my church sponsored every single child from that project (my wife and I are sponsoring two such children).  This is not an isolated incident: RockHarbor does things like this regularly, and every time, whether the need arises from India, Africa, New Orleans, Mexico, Watts, or in our back yard of Costa Mesa, the congregation picks up the gauntlet without hesitation.  Koukl gives a few other examples of some of the lengths him and his wife go to care for born children.  Quite a few pro-life couples I know have adopted children, and still others (one of whom is in my men’s Bible study) mentor kids in the foster care system.

The bottom line is that even if I buy the moral equation above (I don’t), the characterization often given of pro-lifers who only protest but do nothing with their resources to care for the born in this world is absolutely false on its face.  Look around.

I’m wary of answering challenges like that, though.  As demonstrated by a recent conversation with a caller to Greg Koukl’s radio show, some who give it tend to “move the goal line.”  When talking with critics who offer the objection, sometimes what counts as “helping” keeps changing, making conversations with these folks rather frustrating.

“The Lottery”

Seems like almost every week I get into a conversation on relativism with my students.

It’s really not by my design; its because any time you talk about a heinous/shocking/evil event, the question arises, “how shall we evaluate this?  What shall we make of it?”  Hence, relativism.  This is the point I made to my students last week as we discussed Shirley Jackson’s “The Lottery.”

In a nutshell: “The Lottery” is a short story in which a town engages in a ritual “lottery” each year in order to pick a towns person to stone to death.  The story is chilling: the tone in the beginning is nonchalant, like the lottery about to happen is no big deal.  When I first read it, I was under the impression that the chosen person would win something good.  Then, at the end, all the townspeople–family members included!–turn on the chosen without hesitation.  Even her toddler son engages in the stoning!  Like I said, chilling.  The theme is questioning tradition and culture–the stoning was a tradition and cultural more of the town that all accept blindly, yet it is obvious to us that someone needs to.

During the discussion, I asked my students, “can we judge this culture?”  Again, like all other similar discussions, a select few said “yes,” while the rest emphatically said “no.”  There was even one girl who brought up infanticide–not abortion, mind you–in China: “it’s an alien culture and doesn’t make sense to us, but that is their belief.  Who are we to judge?”  She said this with a straight face.

The most surprising part is that a Christian girl in the class–one whom I wrote a reference for last week on a staff application to a kids Christian summer camp–was the most ardent relativist in the class!  No matter how hard I questioned them, they dug in.  A select few (interestingly, an aggressive atheist student of the Christopher Hitchens brand was one of the ones who “got it,” while the aforementioned Christian girl couldn’t seem to get past her relativism.) only saw the errors of relativism.

The tide turned yesterday, though.  I had just finished showing the documentary Invisible Children about a child abduction tragedy occuring in Uganda.

After the film, a student (ironically, the one who expressed ambivalence about the wrongness of infanticide in China) asked, “why isn’t our government getting involved?”

I couldn’t resist.  I responded, “well, it’s another culture, and maybe we shouldn’t judge.”

Looonnng, awkward pause.  Then the same relativistic students a week ago all said incredulously, “that’s horrible, Mr. B!  That doesn’t even make sense.  C’mon, you can’t say abducting children and brainwashing them to kill is wrong?”  The sharper crayons in the box saw the point, though: “He’s playing ‘devil’s advocate, silly.”  I think it slowly dawned on them that their thinking of a week ago is bunk.

If they didn’t get that yesterday, there ain’ no hope.

Methinks I Smell a Ruse

We don’t care what they say in order to get elected in this religious country. We care about what kind of judges they give us on the Supreme Court, because only the Supreme Court determines if we’ll have secular government . . . Don’t look to the rhetoric they need to pander to, remember what country they’re running in. I don’t care what kind of verbal obeisance they pay to religion if that’s what it takes to get a person in the White House who will give us church-state separationists on the Supreme Court.

–Eddie Tabash, 2007, to the Atheist Alliance International

 

For those that don’t know of Tabash, he is a lawyer in California and is Chair of the First Amendment Task Force for the Council for Secular Humanism. Generally speaking, he’s a very vocal activist for secular humanism.

 

The comment above was, in Doug Wilson’s words, uttered in a moment of “ill-advised candor.”  Tabash was talking about the habit of some secular politicians of parroting some “faith-community” talk in order to get elected to office.

Revealing in more ways than one, don’t you think?