9.30.2009

September Playlist

1. Old White Lincoln - The Gaslight Anthem
2. It's All True - The Lemonheads
3. Don't Go Away - Oasis
4. Hey Bulldog [mono] - The Beatles
5. Psalms 40:2 - The Mountain Goats
6. Bless This Mess - David Bazan
7. Jena & Jimmy - Derek Webb
8. True Love 1980 - Ash
9. Got The Hots - Michael Jackson
10. Do It Again - Steely Dan
11. Come Undone - Duran Duran
12. Wake Up - Teddy Thompson
13. For Your Lover, Give Some Time - Richard Hawley
14. Jesus Is Waiting - Al Green
15. All Things Must Pass - Billy Preston
16. Why Do I Keep Counting - The Killers
17. Ultraviolet (Light My Way) - U2
18. Peace In The Valley - Dawes

Bonus Track: New Fantastic Mr Fox trailer!

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The Problem of Moralism According to Alister McGrath

"Christ is the supreme human example, who evinces an authentically human lifestyle which we are alleged to be capable of imitating. Such a view is not merely adequate as an exposition of the significance of Jesus Christ, but is unrealistic in its estimation of the capacities and inclinations of human nature. It is an ethic addressed to an idealized humanity, which does not correspond to humanity as we empirically know it, and as we have been taught to view it by the Christian tradition, trapped in its predicament. Perhaps the most characteristic feature of sin is self-deception, a reluctance to accept the tragedy of our situation...This 'moral example' theory rests upon a totally unrealistic and un-Christian view of human nature."

Alister McGrath, A Passion for Truth (p. 42-43)

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9.29.2009

Human Nature and the Economy

This month has been an interesting one. We've finally been hearing some good news related to the economy. Just over a week ago Fed Chairman Ben Bernanke said that the recession was "very likely over," (read about it here) and I have to say I felt a little bit lighter on the inside. This week it looks like the stock market may begin to reflect some of that good news by creeping toward the symbolic 10,000 point mark, although today it was down a few points:(. Still, there's reason to be a little more hopeful than we were at the beginning of the year. Things looked downright dismal in March, and now we're hearing about businesses making deals again, and hopefully it's just a matter of time before we begin to feel that relief on the local level. Right?

Well, maybe not. The former Fed Chairman, Alan Greenspan (whom many have blamed for the recent economic difficulties) reminded us all of the actual core problem with our economy. You may be thinking, "My gosh! What is it? If we know what the problem is, then we can get busy about fixing it." Well, it isn't the over-leveraging of debt. It isn't the resistance to lending of the major banks. It isn't the sub-prime mortgage debacle. It isn't even the lack of regulation on Wall Street. According to Mr. Greenspan (and the Bible), it's you and me. He told the BBC earlier this month that we are in for more economic crises because of human nature (read it here).

Like a modern day Nathan (2 Samuel 12:7) he said, It's human nature, unless somebody can find a way to change human nature, we will have more crises and none of them will look like this because no two crises have anything in common, except human nature.

What a buzz kill! Thanks a lot Alan.

It just goes to show how fast we put our hope and trust in the world around us. I always think that if I just had a little more of a financial cushion I would feel some relief. Or maybe some more help from the government would do the trick. Or like John and Paul (of The Beatles, not the Bible) wrote, "I'll get by with a little help from my friends." That has been especially easy to believe over the past couple of hard years. It's understandable. We just want some relief. BUT, as always, the world disappoints. Things may get better, but Mr. Greenspan is right that they will always get worse again.


Thankfully, we have a heard some Good News that comes from outside of this world and its disappointments, News that "never fails" (1 Cor. 13). We've actually heard the liberating Word of the Gospel from God which tells us that He is the "Somebody" that has "found a way to change human nature." Though we haven't experienced that change yet, we wait for it, remembering the Cross and placing our hope in the One-Who-Is-Faithful as opposed to we who are not.

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Leonard Cohen - The Future

My favorite Leonard Cohen song, for obvious reasons: an apocalyptic tour-de-force, complete with a cameo from St Paul and Christ presented as mankind's only hope. Like many of Cohen's songs, I much prefer it when covered by another artist - if you can get past the uncensored first verse, Teddy Thompson's version from the I'm Your Man soundtrack is particularly fine. But here's the man himself performing the song just after it came out, with the obscene lyrics thankfully modified for public consumption. I've included the most Mbird-friendly portions below.



Give me back my broken night
My mirrored room, my secret life
It's lonely here,
There's no one left to torture
Give me absolute control
Over every living soul
And lie beside me, baby,
That's an order!

Give me back the Berlin wall
give me Stalin and St Paul
I've seen the future, brother:
it is murder.

Things are going to slide in all directions
Won't be nothing, nothing you can measure anymore
The blizzard of the world has crossed the threshold
And it has overturned the order of the soul

When they said REPENT REPENT
I wonder what they meant (x3)

You don't know me from the wind
You never will, you never did
I'm the little Jew who wrote the Bible
I've seen the nations rise and fall
I've heard their stories, heard them all
But love's the only engine of survival

Give me back the Berlin wall
Give me Stalin and St Paul
Give me Christ
or give me Hiroshima

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Thoughtful Faith Pieces from the New Yorker

Over the past couple of months, I have been really impressed by a couple of different book reviews from the New Yorker that center around issues of faith. The authors have not always reached the conclusions that we might hope, but their honesty and insight have been quite striking. Below are a few quotes with links:


From an article about the recent glut of books on the so-called Gospel of Judas:

Cumulatively, the commentaries on the Judas gospel are amazing in their insistence on its upbeat character. Jesus ridicules his disciples, denounces the world, and says that most of us will pass away into nothingness. Hearing this, Judas asks why he and his like were born—a good question. Jesus evades it. The fact that liberal theologians have managed to find hope in all this is an indication of how desperately, in the face of the evangelical movement, they are looking for some crack in the wall of doctrinaire Christianity—some area of surprise, uncertainty, that might then lead to thought.

From another article (only the abstract in currently available online) about the well-publicized New Atheists (Dawkins, Hitchins, et al) and the response(s) to them:

For Richard Dawkins, Sam Harris, and Christopher Hitchens, among others, the God most worth fighting against seems to be a hybrid of a cheaply understood Old Testament, a prejudicially scanned Koran, and the sentimentalities of contemporary evangelicalism. For the new atheists, as for many contemporary American Christians, faith is assumed to be blind. The new atheists do not speak to the millions of people whose form of religion is far from the embodied certainties of contemporary literalism. Indeed, it is a settled assumption of this kind of atheism that there are no intelligent religious believers. Oddly, despite God’s general discrediting, serious theological argument is being done by literary and cultural theorists alike. Terry Eagleton’s “Reason, Faith, and Revolution” attacks the new atheism as a kind of secular counter-fundamentalism. It makes a sharp, limited case against Richard Dawkins and Christopher Hitchens, better than any previous book of its kind has. But its own incoherence is symptomatic of the frailty of what might be called the new anti-atheism... Eagleton shows little interest in the central claim of Christian belief that Christ was God incarnate. Jesus is less important to him as the Son of God than as a proto-Marxist. Heaven is not really about a world to come but about the transformation of the world we have.

In the full version of the latter article, which will be online shortly, I imagine, the author goes so far as to say (quoting St. Paul!) that a Jesus who didn't rise from the dead isn't worth believing in!

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9.28.2009

Jack Handey, Deep Thoughts and Converted/De-Converted Rockers

1. I was reminded over the weekend of the brilliance of Deep Thoughts by Jack Handey, a SNL treasure from the 90s if ever there was one. A few favorites (ht John Pulliam and R-J):

I think a good product would be "Baby Duck Hat". It's a fake baby duck, which you strap on top of your head. Then you go swimming underwater until you find a mommy duck and her babies, and you join them. Then, all of a sudden, you stand up out of the water and roar like Godzilla. Man, those ducks really take off! Also, Baby Duck Hat is good for parties.

If you saw two guys named Hambone and Flippy, which one would you think liked dolphins most? I'd say Flippy, wouldn't you? You'd be wrong though. It's Hambone.


If a kid asks where rain comes from, I think a cute thing to tell him is "God is crying." And if he asks why God is crying, another cute thing to tell him is "Probably because of something you did."


Maybe in order to understand mankind, we have to look at the word itself. Basically, it's made up of two separate words — "mank" and "ind." What do these words mean? It's a mystery, and that's why so is mankind.


I can picture in my mind a world without war, a world without hate. And I can picture us attacking that world because they'd never expect it.


2. This morning at The A/V Club: God said, “Rock!”: 8 artists who left secular music for God, then returned. A bunch of Mockingbird favorites among them:

1. Cat Stevens
2. Al Green
3. Wanda Jackson
4. Bob Dylan
5. Little Richard
6. Hammer
7. Josh Caterer
8. Ma$e

A few that I might add: John Davis, Jeremy Enigk (sort of), Tommy James.

p.s. be sure to read the comments.

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9.25.2009

How Can You Stand Next To The Truth And Not See It? - U2 at Giants Stadium

Talk about jealousy - our friend Nathan was among those fortunate enough to score tickets to U2's much-anticipated gig in NYC last night, and he sent us the following report. [To read Aaron Zimmerman's excellent 4-part series on the spiritual history of the band, click here, here, here and here.]

"We've got a spaceship," Bono said in reference to the massive staging above his head in the center of the stadium, "but we're not going anywhere without you."

He didn't just invite the audience on his otherworldly journey, he also invited Someone Else: at the end of the first song, "Breathe", he closed his eyes and knelt slightly. With one hand holding the microphone and the other palm-toward-heaven, he pleaded, "Spirit breathe."

And like the cool September breeze that gently graced the stadium throughout the show, the Spirit did indeed descend, to transport us to another place.

Several songs into the set, the band performed "Magnificent":
I was born
I was born to sing for you
I didn't have a choice but to lift you up
And sing whatever song you wanted me to
I give you back my voice
From the womb my first cry, it was a joyful noise

Only love, only love can leave such a mark
But only love, only love can heal such a scar
Justified till we die, you and I will magnify
The Magnificent‚ Magnificent
My friend Phil was standing next to me. While Bono worshiped using the above lyrics, Phil turned to me and said, "How can people not know what he's singing about?!" I agreed completely.

The next song was Elevation. It's a song that fits the "spaceship" theme: "You make me feel like I could fly, so high, El - eh - vay - shun!" And to make the point even more obvious, Bono looked at the crowd and said, "It's my prayer for you." And at this point in the church service--I mean, concert--I started to think about a question that the band sings in a lyric on the new album:
Every beauty needs to go out with an idiot
How can you stand next to the truth and not see it?
Perhaps I'm wrong, and there was no single person in the crowd of 84,000 who didn't "see it" like I was seeing it. Perhaps everyone in the place understood that the spaceship was a cathedral, that the lead singer was a priest, and that the setlist was a liturgy, designed specifically to facilitate an encounter with the God of the Universe.

It couldn't have been more clear than at the end of "One", when Bono sang:
Can You hear us coming Lord?
Can You hear us call?
Feel us knocking
We're knocking at Your door!
When this portion ended, he led us in an a cappella--84,000 strong--version of the hymn "Amazing Grace", which blended into "Where the Streets Have No Name". "Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound that saved a wretch like me. I once was lost but now am found; was blind but now I see... I want to run, I want to hide. I want to tear down the walls that hold me inside. I want to reach out and touch the flame, where the streets have no name."

At this point in the evening, Bono was no longer explaining his intention to have us meet God, or to take us away in his spaceship. No, at this point, we were already gone.

We held our arms aloft, reaching out to the touch that flame. And for a second I still wondered if someone could be in that place, standing next to the Truth but not seeing it. But when the next song started I decided to let Bono's question be asked of me, instead of those around me. Was I the idiot going out with Beauty? Was I the one standing next to the Truth but not seeing it?

My answer came in the next song, "Ultraviolet", one of my all-time favorites. I interpret the song to be in reference to Psalm 119:105, "Your word is a lamp to my feet and a light for my path." God as an ultraviolet light: we can't see it but it illuminates nonetheless. For this song, Bono dressed in a suit of lights. A rope hung from heaven (where the spaceship was now flying) above him, and it too was lit up like John chapter 1. As he hung from the microphone/rope like a drowning man clinging to a lifeline, he sang,
Sometimes I feel like I don't know
Sometimes I feel like checking out.
I wanna get it wrong
Can't always be strong
But Love, it won't be long.
I used to think the chorus "baby, baby, baby‚ light my way" was a plea to some carnal lover. But now I realize that the "baby" is the Christ child, and his enduring love is my only lifeline. "I'm in the black, can't see or be seen. Baby baby baby, light my way." How many times in my life have I gone on thinking I am strong enough? I am capable enough? How many times have I not reached out for that rope of illumination and clung to it, as if my life depended on it? So many times, the Truth is right there, and I don't see it.

The concert ended in surrender. (Where else could it end?) The liturgy was sung:
I've been in every black hole
At the altar of the dark star
My body's now a begging bowl
That's begging to get back, begging to get back
To my heart
To the rhythm of my soul
To the rhythm of my unconsciousness
To the rhythm that yearns
To be released from control
And this is when I stopped noticing the people around me (judging their ability to "see it" or not) and simply focused on my own encounter with Jesus, my own surrendering to him.
At the moment of surrender
Of vision over visibility
I did not notice the passers-by
And they did not notice me

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Another Week Ends: Prayer, Internal Cohabitation, Dan Brown, Dorothy Martyn, TV Premieres and the Rod-father

1. A lengthy piece on prayer in this past Sunday's NY Times Magazine entitled "The Right Way To Pray?", in which the author surveys a number of different prayer traditions (Pentecostal, Jewish, Presbyterian, Catholic, and yes, liberal Episcopal). I found his conclusion to be surprisingly sympathetic (ht R-J Heijmen):

"There are some 300,000 churches in America, and I could have picked any one to attend on Easter morning, but I liked being in this one [a Presbyterian church in West Virginia]. Especially the kids. They didn’t need Reverend Henderson’s prayer techniques, or the high-tech mantras of the Brooklyn Tabernacle. Their prayers weren’t Rabbi Gellman’s suburban Jewish prayers of Thanks! offered to whom it may concern. They didn’t pray to de-center their egos or find transcendence or to set off on a lifelong therapeutic spiritual journey. They prayed to a God with whom they were on a first-name basis, and they believed their prayers gave them power, which they used on behalf of their asthmatic sisters and infirm grandparents and a kid they knew with burns on his body. Sitting in church on Easter morning, I realized that I was probably never going to become a praying man. But if, by some miracle, I ever do, I hope my prayers will be like the prayers of the kids I met at the Love church in Berkeley Springs. Straight-up Gimme! on behalf of people who really need the help."

2. A great little post on Metafilter on "The Concept of Internal Cohabitation", a psychoanalytic theory that sounds remarkably consistent with a Romans 7 view of the world (ht Jeff Dean):

"We are all born with two autonomous, sentient minds. One of them can think rationally and relate to other people, and one of them is fundamentally negative in outlook, and opposed to relating. Both minds watch the world through our senses, but compete for control of the body. But if this is indeed the case, why is it not common knowledge? How could such a fundamental aspect of human nature go unnoticed for so long?

The answer is twofold. The second, non-relational mind hates to be recognized or seen. It frequently acts covertly, influencing the actions of the relational mind and leaving it thinking that it is the only mind making choices. When the non-relational mind does take complete control of the body, it may well wreak havoc, but the relational mind is left thinking that it was responsible. After such an incident, someone might well explain that they had 'lost control'.


3. It's been hard to avoid all the Dan Brown hype this past week, what with the release of The Lost Symbol and all. In conjunction with the event, The Telegraph published an incredibly amusing list of "Dan Brown's 20 Worst Sentences". My favorites are:

"As a boy, Langdon had fallen down an abandoned well shaft and almost died treading water in the narrow space for hours before being rescued. Since then, he'd suffered a haunting phobia of enclosed spaces - elevators, subways, squash courts."

"My French stinks, Langdon thought, but my zodiac iconography is pretty good."

4. If you're looking for some great Grace In Practice-style parenting input, be sure to check out John Halton's highly thoughtful series on Mockingbird Conference speaker/child psychologist Dorothy Martyn. It's over at his Confessing Evangelical blog: part 1, 2, 3, and 4. I was especially excited to see him discuss the similarities between Martyn's Beyond Deserving and the work of the controversial Alfie Kohn. When you're done there, go here for some related inspiration.

5. TV Premieres. The NBC comedy train isn't showing any signs of slowing down, thank God: The Office boasted a hilarious and anthropologically profound opener, further sign that it's returning to its original tone and arresting the insufferable melodrama that crept in during the 4th season (and lingered most of last one), Community looks very promising, and perhaps I'm the only one, but I think Parks And Recreation is a riot. Modern Family is ridiculously funny and may finally put ABC back on the map for something non-LOST-related. On FOX, there's Glee, which, although I'm not hooked yet, has a refreshingly Freaks And Geeks vibe (it also has Jane Lynch, which is always a plus). HBO-wise Bored To Death got off to a slightly underwhelming start and Curb, while I have high hopes for the psuedo-Seinfeld Reunion arc, seemed a bit tired.

On the drama front, I've heard from numerous sources that the House premiere was a tour-de-force of Mbird-friendly themes like addiction, recovery, confession and forgiveness - if you saw it, please enlighten us! After a several-episode slump, I would place last Sunday's episode of Mad Men among the series best. Finally, Dollhouse premieres tonight and I could not be more excited (if you never caught the unaired 13th episode of season one on iTunes, do yourself a favor!).

6. Finally, mark your calendars and book your tickets: Dr. Rod Rosenbladt is speaking at the free Defending The Faith Apologetics Symposium in Tomboll, Texas during the last weekend of October (10/30-31). This is really not to be missed! You can find the details over at New Reformation Press (which is having a 10% off sale right now...).

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9.23.2009

Your Value: How Kafkaesque!


"As Gregor Samsa awoke one morning from uneasy dreams he found himself transformed in his bed into a gigantic insect. He was lying on his hard, as it were armor-plated, back and when he lifted his head a little he could see his dome-like brown belly divided into stiff arched segments on top of which the bed quilt could hardly keep in position and was about to slide off completely. His numerous legs, which were pitifully thin compared to the rest of his bulk, waved helplessly before his eyes." - from The Metamorphosis by Franz Kafka

This sobering (and, frankly, nauseating) story tells the story of a normal working man who happens to wake up one morning as a dung beetle. He has been supporting his parents and sister but is obviously unable to go to work as long as he remains a beetle. At first, the family cares for him. Then, it's only his sister. Finally, they give up on him and he dies of starvation.

It is one of the most tragic stories I have ever read. Yet there is an important observation here. As long as we are productive, we are valuable. As soon as we are unable to produce, however, we lose our value. We die, so to speak. Kafka (in my interpretation) was lamenting this. I suspect this is true because, at the last of the story, he writes these lines:

"While they were thus conversing, it struck both Mr. and Mrs. Samsa, almost at the same moment, as they became aware of their daughter's increasing vivacity, that in spite of all the sorrow of recent times, which had made her cheeks pale, she had bloomed into a pretty girl with a good figure. They grew quieter and half unconsciously exchanged glances of complete agreement, having come to the conclusion that it would soon be time to find a good husband for her. And it was like a confirmation of their new dreams and excellent intentions that at the end of their journey their daughter sprang to her feet first and stretched her young body."

Brilliantly, Kafka moves from the male source of productive identity (profession) to the female source (physical beauty... certainly in 1915, when the story was published and, from my observations of popular advertising, it has not changed). She is now their source of production. She is now of utmost value whereas Gregor had lost his. And the cycle continues.

Some questions that may arise: Am I a machination in society (the free market or the collective) or am I the object of love apart from what I produce? Am I a replaceable cog or am I a person? Am I valuable? Really?

Speaking with a psychologist friend of mine, I learned that children of alcoholics have an uncanny ability to self-destruct throughout their lives. I guess I had seen it, but never made the connection. Addicts themselves lose the ability to function as they dig their well to the bottom. I have known divorced people who have slept for two years straight from grief. Have they lost their value? To the outside world, they have. And perhaps to their family. Make no mistake about it.

I personally remember a conversation with a past boss of mine that was along these lines. I had made a mistake and he came into my office. He said to me, "I want you to know that I totally support you..." (a wave of relief overtook me) "... as long as you produce." I felt like my chest was caving in. Then, it occurred to me. Life is quid pro quo. All the time. Your worth is directly correlated to the quality of your output.

But, for all the production and its costs and after the lights go off, come back on again, and then go off for good; we see, in the pages of the New Testament, a Man who is addressing Himself to those who have been ejected by the centrifuge of society and history. The otherwise anonymous, ignored, and reviled. The ones contributing very little, if anything, "of value". That Man happened to be God Himself. And that turns everything on its ear.

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(Strictly Monaural) Beatlemania

Inspired partly by the wonderful and very beautiful post about The Beatles over at mardecortesbaja, I've compiled a list of:

11 Mid-Period Beatles Tracks That Really Do Sound Better In Mono

1. Paperback Writer. It just rocks a whole lot harder.
2. I Am The Walrus. More energy, much tighter transitions, more effects, no vocal panning, and a truly great lost moment where the instruments drop out for John to sing, "I'm cryyyying".
3. She's Leaving Home. Finally, the right speed! It makes a huge difference.
4. Happiness Is A Warm Gun. Distracting panning is gone and the bottom end has real umph.
5. Don't Pass Me By. Again, the correct speed makes all the difference.
6. Sgt Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band (Reprise). Worth it if only for Paul's shout-scatting at the end.
7. Long Long Long. Majorly underrated and highly religious gem from George gains significant more dynamism (esp in Ringo's drumming).
8. Hey Bulldog. Another underrated track loses the annoying panning and packs much more of a punch.
9. I'm Down. The stereo version sounds loose in comparison, not nearly as, um, down.
10. Good Morning, Good Morning. Not only is Paul's bassline audible, the horns work much better, and the effects at the end sound much less tacked-on.
11. And Your Bird Can Sing. Another one that rocks much harder, especially in the rhythm section. Like the rest of Revolver, the left-right separation is much less glaring.



Speaking of mardecortesbaja, be sure to check out the two recent posts from Paul Zahl/Dad: 1. A fascinating little reflection on The Rock Church in Helsinki entitled "Flying Saucer Of Love" and 2. "Two Paintings In Distant Places" which reports on a somewhat disturbing variation between two El Greco paintings of the same subject(s): Apostles Peter and Paul.

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Brain Candy

'God's beauty is delight and the object of delight, the shared gaze of love that belongs to the persons of the Trinity; it is what God beholds, what the Father sees and rejoices in the Son, in the sweetness of the Spirit, what Son and Spirit find delightful in one another, because as Son and Spirit of the Father they share his knowledge and love as persons...And the Holy Spirit who perfects the divine love, so that it is not only reflective but also evocative--calling out to yet another as pure delight, outgoing, both uncompelled and unlimited--also makes the divine joy open to the otherness of what is not divine, of creation.'

'Human history is thus embraced from beyond itself, receives its meaning from an end transcendent of it, and so is justified not by any sacrificial or prudential logic of its own, but by grace.'

David Bentley Hart, 'The Beauty of the Infinite' (Grand Rapids: Eerdmans, 2004), p. 177, 409.


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9.22.2009

More Choices = Unhappiness?

This past weekend one of the Op-Ed pieces in the NYTimes caught my eye. Maureen Dowd's column, entitled "Blue Is the New Black", focused on the trend that women have grown unhappier since the 1970s. She cites "the General Social Survey, which has tracked Americans’ mood since 1972, and five other major studies around the world, [which show] women are getting gloomier and men are getting happier."

What I found most interesting was the general conclusion about why this is happening. Women have more choice than ever before and, as a result, are now subject to more potential "law". Dowd writes:

Marcus Buckingham, a former Gallup researcher who has a new book out called “Find Your Strongest Life: What the Happiest and Most Successful Women Do Differently,” writes in his new blog on The Huffington Post, “Though women begin their lives more fulfilled than men, as they age, they gradually become less happy,” pointing out that this darker view covers feelings about marriage, money and material goods.

Buckingham and other experts dispute the idea that the variance in happiness is caused by women carrying a bigger burden of work at home, the “second shift.” They say that while women still do more cooking, cleaning and child-caring, the trend lines are moving toward more parity, which should make them less stressed.

When women stepped into male- dominated realms, they put more demands — and stress — on themselves. If they once judged themselves on looks, kids, hubbies, gardens and dinner parties, now they judge themselves on looks, kids, hubbies, gardens, dinner parties — and grad school, work, office deadlines and meshing a two-career marriage.

“Choice is inherently stressful,” Buckingham said in an interview. “And women are being driven to distraction.”

The irony of this is that we humans will claw tooth and nail to defend our ability to choose, believing that having a choice is the key to our freedom. But the evidence presented in this column argues the opposite. Choice does not make one free (or at least happy), especially choice that exists under a world of standards. For our choices to be free they have to be made outside of the realm of judgment, outside of the Law, but as women are apparently discovering more than ever, they are not. Our choices, because we live under the Law, only increase the potential for comparison, judgment, and condemnation. More choice creates more burden.

Dowd sums up her column by citing Betsey Stevenson, an assistant professor at Wharton who co-wrote a paper called “The Paradox of Declining Female Happiness.” Stevenson looks on the bright side of the dark trend, suggesting that happiness is beside the point. We’re happy to have our newfound abundance of choices, she said, even if those choices end up making us unhappier.

A paradox, indeed.


Is there hope? Thankfully, Christianity is not about setting us free from not having choices, but rather about setting us free from the sin that binds all of our choices under the judgment of the Law. For sin, seizing the opportunity through the commandment, deceived me and through it killed me. - Romans 7:11

But because of the cross of Christ we have this promise: For sin will have no dominion over you, since you are not under law but under grace. - Romans 6:14

Oh, and in case you think I am saying that only women are suffering under the burden of choice:

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Quite Apart From The Holy Ghost - Adrian Mitchell

Many thanks to John Halton for forwarding this devastating poem along, from the recently deceased British beat poet Adrian Mitchell. Talk about (the right kind of) theology from the bottom up! As John points out in his post, the final couplet is a particular killer:

I remember God as an eccentric millionaire,
Locked in his workshop, beard a cloud of foggy-coloured hair,
Making the stones all different, each flower and disease,
Putting the Laps in Lapland, making China for the Chinese,
Laying down the Lake of Lucerne as smooth as blue-grey lino,
Wearily inventing the appendix and the rhino,
Making the fine fur for the mink, fine women for the fur,
Man’s brain a gun, his heart a bomb, his conscience – a blur.

Christ I can see much better from here,
And Christ upon the Cross is clear.
Jesus is stretched like the skin of a kite
Over the cross, he seems in flight
Sometimes. At times it seems more true
That he is meat nailed up alive and pain all through.
But it’s hard to see Christ for priests. That happens when
A poet engenders generations of advertising men.

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9.21.2009

Coming Attractions


A month from now I'll be reviewing Paradise Postponed. It was shown here in the US in the mid-80s and has been unavailable ever since.

It releases in the US on DVD on Oct 6 and I can't wait! Run to your NetFlix queue and add it now... :-)

One of the many reasons to see it is that it is a long gripping story with a Church of England rector at the center of it. Imagine that, a really long movie (10 hours) that all turns on the character of a clergyman -- and he's neither wacky nor a psycho nor a charlatan!
It's also touching and funny and has just extraordinary acting in it.

Its sequel (Titmuss Regained) is something I have never seen period, so I am excited about that too.

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John Darnielle of The Mountain Goats on Psalm 40:2

Not sure how I missed it, but a couple weeks ago, Pitchfork posted an interview with John Darnielle of The Mountain Goats, where he spoke about their upcoming, highly biblical new record The Life Of The World To Come. Well, add Darnielle to the list of churchgoing indie-rock royalty (top of that list being Stuart Murdoch of Belle & Sebastian). The interview is really fascinating and doesn't pull any punches, so I'd recommend you read the entire thing. Probably the most-Mbird moment comes when Darnielle talks about his new song "Psalm 40:2". Wowza:

Pitchfork: "Psalms 40:2" quotes the Bible verse in its chorus. But the verses of the song seem to be-- I couldn't tell if it was crime spree or just a really seedy road trip.

JD: Well, you know. I don't want to say it is this or that, but both of those are in the right neighborhood.

Pitchfork: How does the sentiment of the chorus relate to the story of the verses?

JD:
There's a number of different ways of feeling holy and connected with God. One way you can get really close to God is to sin as hard as you can. Because there's only one person, in theory, who can save you from that. His whole job, in a sense, is to absolve you of sin, to forgive you of sin...

So these people [in the song] are doing some bad things and one of them, the one who sins, is sort of experiencing a connection to God in the depths of his degradation-- which I think is almost a universal experience. When do you cry out to the God you don't believe in? When you hit bottom. That's the moment at which you are going to sort of know Him best.... [I'm] saying that your ideas of God will come to rest upon you in your moment of profoundest degradation, which is kind of what that song is about.


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9.18.2009

Blind Bound By Love - An Interview with Derek Webb

It's no secret that musician Derek Webb has long been an inspiration, and not just because of his 2005 album Mockingbird. Like any artist worth paying attention to, his path has taken a number of dramatic twists and turns, most recently with the release of the controversial and predominantly electronic Stockholm Syndrome. Last week I had the great privilege of speaking with Derek about a number of things, among them the new record, the unpredictable trajectory of his career, the concept of "Christian" artistry and the mad genius of rapper MF Doom. Regardless of what one makes of the issues he addresses on Stockholm Syndrome, after hearing his thoughts on the process, I found that my admiration and respect for the man (and the record) only increased.

Sidenote: We reviewed Stockholm Syndrome a few weeks ago, and after speaking with Derek, I wanted to make two amendments: 1. I was completely wrong about the subject matter of "Jena and Jimmy" and 2. There is nothing sweet about "I Love/Hate You" - it is absolutely consistent with the rather brilliant theme of the record - that we fall in love with things that destroy us.

Real quick and first off: Not sure if you know, but part of the inspiration for our name came from your record and song Mockingbird.

Man, that’s amazing, and I did hear that. It’s an honor. I’m so glad that resonated with you guys.

That album was a breath of fresh air, right when a lot of us needed it. I love all your records, but I love that one the most. Speaking of which, the new record takes quite a left turn stylistically, and you’re making some serious waves with the content. I’d love to hear about the genesis of where you’re coming from musically and thematically on this one.

Musically is a pretty easy thing to explain. I’ve always been fairly restless artistically; I try not to stay in one spot very long. But the one thread that I have always tried to follow is the thread of folk music. Folk music as an approach, not really as a style - music for folks, the unfiltered stories of the people, the telling of what’s happening in the culture. I initially connected with it when I got into the protest music of the 60s and 70s. Guthrie and Dylan and Pete Seeger and Joan Baez, they were really putting their art on the concerns and stories of the people and what was happening in that time and place. Their music seemed to transcend itself and connect people to a bigger narrative; it had an implied importance to it, and I was always really drawn to that urgency. A lot of that was more acoustic music. But here in more recent decades, acoustic music hasn’t really carried that thread so much.

When I tried to trace that approach, I actually picked it up in a lot of urban music, a lot of hip-hop. That seemed to be the contemporary folk music, where you can hear the unfiltered stories of the people, talking about culture, what’s really going on, etc. Once I investigated how that music was made, I started to get excited about the limitless possibilities of more inorganic music. Because in a lot of the pop/rock stuff that I typically had recorded, you’re limited to the instruments physically represented in the room. With computer generated and electronic, synthesized sampled music, any sound that you can hear in your head or anywhere else you can essentially incorporate into the music. Suddenly all of these sounds and all of this energy are at your disposal. That’s what initially got me interested in trying my hand at it.

I love the One Zero Remix album and I think your music lends itself well to that sort of production. I remember in the Wilco documentary where Jay Bennett says something about how if you're not careful, songs written/played on acoustic guitar can easily end up sounding like “folk ditties” - in the pejorative sense - that you need to dress them up somehow to make them more exciting.

Yeah, exactly. I’ve tried the front-door approach to that over the years. I’ve played guitar for more than 25 years, so that’s my go-to instrument, the one I know the best. So I’ve done a lot of writing on guitar, and on some of the records over the last few years, try to deconstruct the song to the point that it’s more interesting than just some dude on acoustic guitar. This time around, with one or two exceptions I didn’t write any of these songs on acoustic guitars. My primary concern was that the music was evocative, that the feeling was right, that the soundscape evoked the right things, that before you heard lyric or melody, it made you want to move.

[My collaborator] Josh Moore and I spent several months just allowing some of those sounds and beats and loops to simmer a little bit. Let the whole thing stew to the point where the sound of the record was what we wanted. Where it had an immediacy and an urgency, so that you would hear it and immediately connect with it. At that point the album was 60% recorded, and it wasn’t until then that I actually started writing the songs. Which was a completely backwards process for me. I typically don’t go near a studio until I’ve considered and over-considered every conjunction in every song. But this time around, I wrote the lyrics and the melodies to the record that we had already made, which was essentially instrumental. So the whole process was so different and actually completely opened a whole new realm of creative possibilities for me.

I watched the documentary ["Paradise Is A Parking Lot"] you guys put out. You’re clearly talking about a lot of serious stuff, but it looks very much like you and Josh were having a blast. And then with the LOST-inspired scavenger hunt leading up to the release, you seemed to be firing creatively on all cylinders.

Absolutely. I feel like this whole project has been a deeper expression of my full personality than anything I’ve done prior. This was the most enjoyable process of all the records I’ve made by far. It’s that immediacy.

Being able to reconnect with Josh and do something that both of us are good at – he’s such a gifted programmer and producer – and to be able to do it just the two of us (so fewer cooks in the kitchen), I loved every moment of it. When we ran into trouble with the label, we at first tried to guard the creative space and not let it impede the process in any way. But then we decided to try and make something engaging out of the trouble. That then fed into the energy of the record. I don’t expect to be able to recreate anything like this again. It was so synergistic and special. But I feel like every project has that element to it for me. I shoot from the hip, I don’t make a lot of plans, I’m not masterminding anything about my career. I never know what’s around the next corner. I’m always surprised about where I end up. Just this time it was more so.

Most of the people that I know who love your music find your restlessness so appealing. I wonder, being so inspired by protest music and folk music, if people try to make you their spokesperson. Has that been a struggle for you?

A little bit. I’ve tried to avoid that as best I can. My career has been an intentional cycle of self-sabotage in order to keep anyone from liking me too much. I think it’s healthy to turn a third or half of your fanbase over every five years or so. I lose or gain some every time around. I think the fact that I am pretty restless stylistically and the fact that I tend to take pretty seriously both my role and the position that I’m in – for whatever reason – to be able to speak in a pretty unfiltered way. Not a lot of artists have that liberty. That all has worked pretty well into my goal of self-sabotage.

But I imagine people want to label you, and being on a label devoted to Christian music, I’ve heard you talk refreshingly about those not really being categories that you’re interested in. Coming up against that in the process this time – it sounds like it was inspiring to you. Is that fair to say?

Initially it was really disheartening. I’ve never in my solo career felt like what you might call a Christian artist. I don’t even know what that could possibly mean. I’ve given up trying to find clever definitions for those terms. I’m a guy like any other. As an artist, my job is to look at the world and tell you what I see. Every artist, regardless of their beliefs, has some way that they look at the world that helps them make sense of what they see. A grid through which they look at the world which makes order out of it. For me that’s following Jesus, for other artists it’s other things. It could be anything, but every artist has that grid. Most Christian art unfortunately is more focused on making art/writing songs about the grid itself. I’m more interested in looking through the grid and telling you what I see.

Now I don’t forbid myself from writing about the grid, I’ve done that from time to time. But as a whole, not a huge percentage of my life is spent in the throes of doctrine and theology. That stuff is the framework of all of my dialogue, but I’m just not interested in talking about it all the time. So I’d rather live life and talk about it than talk about living life. I think we have enough people talking about spirituality. I would rather engage with my spirituality and tell you what the result is. Because art is at its best when it’s not being used as a tool. That’s an awkward use of art - as a Trojan horse to communicate an idea or to push your worldview. You certainly can, you’re at liberty to do that...

But it can be patronizing.

Yeah, it kind of robs the art of all of what’s great about it. I want people to be able to listen to my records regardless of their beliefs and find some way in, something to connect to, something abstract. The more I talk about the categories, the more it alienates people before they have even had a chance to get their ears on it.

That’s profound. I’ve heard you say that this is your most personal record. Tell me what that means.

If I said it as broadly and simply as I could, Stockholm Syndrome is the sound of me using the resources at my disposal as a barricade between people whom I love and people in my own community – the church – who are spewing hatred and judgment all over those people whom I love. This is me basically trying to absorb some of that judgment and hatred that my friends can’t help but receive because of how poorly my community deals with their particular lifestyle. That’s essentially what this record is. You’re hearing the sound of it.

But it doesn’t seem to be a one-issue record.

It’s not. But there’s so much of that there. A lot of people make the mistake of thinking of me as guy who has some kind of a plan, some kind of a point that I’m trying to make, or something I’m desperately trying to communicate, some agenda that I’m trying to push. And that just couldn’t be further from the truth. I can’t tell you how little intention I have going into records – again, I’m looking at the world and telling you what I see. But I’m a conceptual thinker, so it does tend to connect when it’s over, it does seem to have themes. I made this record for my friends. I don’t have any kind of goals with it. People ask me whether the language or style might alienate people from hearing the message I’m trying to convey. And my answer is, I have no idea what you’re talking about. Because I don’t have any kind of message I’m trying to convey. I’m just a guy telling you what I see. Behavioral change or people changing their views on issues, that’s not the business I’m in. Once the record is made and it goes out there, I just hope people hear it and that some people resonate it.

That’s very courageous. Your art is what it is. It’s not a means to an end. It’s just Derek being Derek.

I’m just trying to do my job, that’s all I’m trying to do.

What’s the reaction been like? How are you dealing with it?

Kind of hard to tell. I’ve not been surprised by any of it yet. If you understand me, then you’ll understand the record. And if you’re not really interested in me, you might not like it. But I don’t think there’s some highbrow thing, where you have to be cool enough or, I don’t know, liberal enough to “get this”. And if you don’t "get it", then that’s some sort of personality flaw on your part. I don’t think that’s true at all. It’s just like it ever was: either people resonate ultimately with me and therefore understand the art that I make. Or they don’t. Again, I don’t make music with the intention that very many people are going to like it. I don’t make music for mass consumption or appreciation. I never have. I don’t care if anyone likes the music I make, and I think that’s what makes me trustworthy to the few people who do like it. It doesn’t bother me.

What I have seen is that it does seem to be pretty polarizing. People either really love it or really hate it. And I think that’s pretty great. I think it’s better when it’s more polarizing cause people waste less time. They hear it, they love it, they hate it, they move on or move in.

Well, speaking as an extremely cool person, I’m super glad it’s out on vinyl. That must be a thrill.

Yeah! I’ve never had one of my records hit vinyl before, so that’s been incredible and inspiring. I actually went to the plant here in Nashville the day that they pressed it. It was an incredible experience.

I would love to hear about what you’re reading and listening to.

I just got the new Wilco record – I’m such a fan of theirs – and I feel immediately like it’s going to be one of my favorites. Now that’s a band you can trust. It does not sound in any way like they care about what I think about their music. They are 100% trusting their instincts and doing what they think is good. And that’s why I feel I can trust them and that’s why I love their music. Their approach stretches me as a listener as opposed to my opinions as a listener stretching them to do something which isn’t really them.

I’m kind of obsessed with [rap-artist/producer/savant] MF Doom. Big time. He has several aliases under which he produces and records and writes, so I’m on a scavenger hunt to find it all. The record that hooked me onto him was the one he did with Danger Mouse (who I’m also totally obsessed with), Danger-Doom.

Anything you’re reading? I hear Letter From A Birmingham Jail [by Martin Luther King, Jr] was a big inspiration on Stockholm Syndrome.

Yeah, yeah, I plagiarized those letters quite a bit on the this record. There’s more than handful of songs with words taken directly from those letters. I’d say that that’s some of the best writing on those issues. To be honest, though, I used to read a lot of non-fiction, but I rarely read it anymore. I almost always read fiction now.

What fiction?

I recently read Flashforward, a novel that came out years ago, sort of a tech-thriller. Just this great story, which I hear ABC is making a series out of, which I find hard to believe. I also loved Lucky Wander Boy by D.B. Weiss, which is about this guy who’s obsessed with video games – it’s sort of half a fictional story and half a history of video games. I’m also re-reading Harry Potter book 7 right now. I’m always re-reading a Harry Potter. And obviously Chris Anderson’s new non-fiction book Free. He's a genius.

One last question: we’re dying to see how you adapt this stuff live. Is there any chance you’ll be making it to New York or the Northeast?

I’d say there’s a pretty good likelihood. The majority of the shows I’ll play in 2010 will be representations of this record. I’m not going to tour it with acoustic guitar. I’m going to have a three-piece out with me, a live drummer and at least one person on a laptop. That’s how we’re doing the release tour which starts up soon. My hope is that anywhere I’ll go I’ll have a band with me. And we’re certainly due for a show or two in that part of the world.

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9.17.2009

Al Green



Al Green is the preacher here in the true sense. You can tell he is troubled, wounded (arm), and potentially high. He is literally holding his heart out for everyone to see and singing about Jesus as Savior. It is the opposite of a conceptual head trip, yet it holds up the Gospel. I love the recitation of the Lord's Prayer at the beginning.

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Another Week Ends: High-Fives, Underage Drinking, High Street Hymns, Stephen Colbert, Whitney Houston and The Beatles

1. A worthy editorial from David Brooks (ht JS and AZ) from Tuesday's NY Times, entitled "High-Five Nation", tracing an important change in national attitudes over the past 50 years:

When you glimpse back on those days [immediately following World War II] you see a people — even the rich and famous celebrities — who were overawed by the scope of the events around them. The war produced such monumental effects, and such rivers of blood, that the individual ego seemed petty in comparison. The problems of one or two little people, as the movie line had it, didn’t amount to a hill of beans.

When you look from today back to 1945, you are looking into a different cultural epoch, across a sort of narcissism line. Humility, the sense that nobody is that different from anybody else, was a large part of the culture then. But that humility came under attack in the ensuing decades. Self-effacement became identified with conformity and self-repression. A different ethos came to the fore, which the sociologists call “expressive individualism.” Instead of being humble before God and history, moral salvation could be found through intimate contact with oneself and by exposing the beauty, the power and the divinity within.


Today, immodesty is as ubiquitous as advertising, and for the same reasons. To scoop up just a few examples of self-indulgent expression from the past few days, there is Joe Wilson using the House floor as his own private “Crossfire”; there is Kanye West grabbing the microphone from Taylor Swift at the MTV Video Music Awards to give us his opinion that the wrong person won; there is Michael Jordan’s egomaniacal and self-indulgent Hall of Fame speech. Baseball and football games are now so routinely interrupted by self-celebration, you don’t even notice it anymore.


It’s funny how the nation’s mood was at its most humble when its actual achievements were at their most extraordinary.


2. CNN reports on the ongoing saga of the Ameythst Initiative, a group of 135 university presidents and chancellors who came together a year ago to sign a declaration that the 21-year old drinking age is not working. Looks like something has had the, um, opposite effect of what was intended. Go figure (ht Brendan Sorem):

A study of binge drinking published in the Journal of the American Medical Association announced that "despite efforts at prevention, the prevalence of binge drinking among college students is continuing to rise, and so are the harms associated with it."

The principal problem of 2009 is not drunken driving. The principal problem of 2009 is clandestine binge drinking. That is why the Amethyst presidents believe a public debate is so urgent. The law does not say drink responsibly or drink in moderation. It says don't drink. To those affected by it, those who in the eyes of the law are, in every other respect legal adults, it is Prohibition. And it is incomprehensible.

[ed. note: highly reminiscent of the
"Teach Drinking" article in the July issue of The Atlantic.]

3. Be sure to sign up for the new "Hymn Share" project happening over at High Street Hymns. These guys are doing the best work out there with church music: uplifting and tasteful (but never boring) re-settings of theologically astounding and poetically sublime hymnody. This project sounds like it will be a treasure trove!

4. Stephen Colbert appears on the cover of this month's Rolling Stone. The interview within is priceless, esp the following:

Does faith still play a big part in your life?
Very much. I am highly variable in my devotion. From a doctrinal point of view or a dogmatic point of view or a strictly Catholic adherent point of view, I'm first to say that I talk a good game, but I don't know how good I am about it in practice. I saw how my mother's faith was very valuable to her and valuable to my brothers and sisters, and I'm moved by the words of Christ, and I'll leave it at that.

But you do teach Sunday school?
I teach the seven year olds. I'm the catechist for their first communion.

5. Music. I've been greatly enjoying the Beatles remasters released last week. The critics were right about one thing - Sgt Pepper is a different beast in mono than in stereo. No longer my least favorite Beatles album!

Then there was the Whitney Houston/Oprah interview, the undeniably most touching section of which had to be:

Oprah: Would you just sit in your room and do drugs?

Whitney: Yeah. Talk on the phone. Watch TV. Listen to gospel. I would still read my Bible, amazingly enough. I would still read my Bible. I still had it in me. I knew God was there. I knew the light was there and I was just trying to get back to it. I just kept trying to get back to that spirituality.

Finally, in honor of the very, very exciting Pavement reunion announced this week, here's their classic video for "Cut Your Hair":


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