Opus 21: Descriptive Music for the Lower Kinsey Epoch of the Atomic Age, a Concerto for a One-man Band, Six Arias for Soap Operas, Fugues, Anthems & BarrelhouseWylie, Philip
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Opus 21: Descriptive Music for the Lower Kinsey Epoch of the Atomic Age, a Concerto for a One-man Band, Six Arias for Soap Operas, Fugues, Anthems & Barrelhouse
Wylie, Philip
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I told him--as nicely as I could--about never making speeches, and why.
It's always embarrassing.
He covered up his very annoyed disappointment and decided all I needed
was a working-over. He began this by ignoring the invitation--after a
little more pressure got him nowhere. He talked about his church and
the young people and their outlook:
"You'd be interested in learning what's going on among religious
liberals, Phil. In fact, you owe it to yourself to find out! And your
writing shows you don't know! Dogma has simply gone overboard--and
I mean overboard. We're studying psychology as hard as you are. We
take up a book like the late Liebman's _Peace of Mind_--and learn to
understand it. Hell-fire and damnation--original sin--that sort of
rubbish--is out. We'll listen to a communist over there as attentively
as to a priest. We believe Christ would have made the fair distribution
of goods His business--if He were alive now. We sit around and air
sex problems as frankly as the professors. Use their lingo. We don't
believe religion ought to be a lifelong way of pain and hardship and
self-torment and sorrow--"
I'd been thinking about the Law of Opposites. What he was saying, I'd
said, myself, in some instances. But not all. Some of it made me a
little sick. I tried to interrupt but he barged ahead:
"To us, religion is a practical attitude and a source of _joie de
vivre_--or it's mistaken. We've got a gymnasium in my church and we
hold weekly dances and weekly bingo games there. When we talk about the
Master--we talk about a Man who is our Friend--not an Oriental mystic
who left His disciples puzzled by contradictory advice. If you can't
see your way clear to visiting with us--at this time--you certainly
ought to be able to see the value of catching up with the status of
modern Christianity--"
"There are a couple of points that worry me," I said.
"Come and thresh them out with us!"
"I don't imagine Jesus would have been interested in communism, for
example."
"Because it's antagonistic to orthodox religion? Wasn't He an
antagonist of orthodoxy, Himself?"
"The logic escapes me, there. If I'm not mistaken, Jesus was
exclusively concerned with the inner world. He was completely
antimaterialist. Social systems were superficial to Him. He was agin
the obsessive materialism of Near East capitalists two thousand years
ago--and I strongly suspect He would see dialectical materialism as a
mere spread of that unilateral pall over the conscious minds of the
masses."
"Superb! Come over and tell us that!"
"You're supposed to know it, already," I answered. "And to be teaching
it. Besides, I am a firm believer in Original Sin."
"_What!_"
The sloe gin and my iced coffee arrived.
He offered to pay--a unique point--clumsy, but pleasant.
George looked him over twice. George had never seen a clergyman in my
haunts, except my father, whom he knew.
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