To: Emile Vidrine who wrote (29395 ) 1/30/1999 3:47:00 PM From: nihil Read Replies (1) | Respond to of 108807
Do I hate Jesus? I don't believe that I hate Jesus. I've been accused of madness and homosexuality in my life. I don't consider either condition a crime or sin, or even a shame. How could I? I wasn't there, of course, and all I know of Jesus is in the Bible (not in myths accreted long after his death (like Paul's ravings) which I consider ahistorical). I have known many homosexuals in my life, and loved some of them as brothers. I do not fear them or hate them as a synthetic class. If a gang of young men rambles around the country side saying that they love each other, abandon their wives, occasionally engage in orgies of washing each others feet, kiss each other, sleep together in little huddles, and go out on all night fishing trips, and lie on each other's breasts at dinner, and run away from cops naked (leaving their garments in their hands), I think I am entitled to be at least a little curious about their sexual orientations. I wouldn't necessarily want to drop the soap while bathing with them. Similarly, I've known a lot of madmen in my family and in my life. I've seen grown men bouncing from couch to table and preaching in Greek (that's the real tip off in Atlanta, Georgia). Been there. Done that. I've seen 19 year old boys strip to the buff and preach to the birds like brother Francis in a computer room surrounded by people writing Algol. I'm not a psychiatrist, but I can tell a hawk from a handsaw. When I see some guy trying to feed a mob with a few fishes, trying to raise the dead, running a herd of swine into the lake (and not even offering to pay damages), cursing a fig tree, trying to convince blind people they can see, or lame people they can walk, complaining to someone he calls father while hanging on the cross of woe, promising others so situate that they be with him in paradise, I think I am entitled to wonder if he is not mad? My reaction to one I view so troubled is not to imagine that he is, or is closely related to God Almighty, but that he may need help from me. I sometimes (when trapped) empty my pockets to a madman on the street. I've taken to being a Jesus disciple by carrying very little cash. But yesterday a Veteran (I am a sucker for a crazy fellow veteran) who had fallen among thieves was begging cash to get back to Kauai, where he claimed to have a store, he had worked all of the churches and missions in the neighborhood and come up dry, so he hailed me from across the street (I was coming from a hearing to dry-clean out some Japanese capitalists) and told his tale. He was my neighbor, so I helped him out (it was only tuppence), although I was hurrying to get back to Samaria. The former Air Force major may have been Jesus after all. As to Jesus's divinity, I can prove from scripture that he did not consider himself God. I know that you can prove that he thought he was king of the cats. To me this just seems common human delusion. I can find gods in any number in street people on one street. I never thought that was a problem. If a God is mistreated he can burn the city to a crisp, or bring in floods and falling stars. When I see directed astronomical targeting and destruction, I'll consider the hypothesis again. Me, self righteous? Jesus it was who told criminals to go in peace and sin no more, to judge not that they not be judged, to let Caesar handle Caesar's problems. It may be very old time religion, but its good enough for me.