I was somewhat surprised by the comments on my post
"Slouching Toward Bethlehem."
It brought to mind my experience in the W. E. B. Du Bois Department of
Afro-American Studies at UMass. All of
us on the faculty were thoroughly liberated types with not an ounce of religious
belief among us, but the graduate students were rather different. Half or more were seriously devout in one
version of Christianity or other. I
think I have told the story in my Autobiography of the series of evening lectures
I gave to fifteen or more students as a way of supplementing what they were
getting during the day. One evening, I
was speaking about Marx's views on religion, and as it happens it was
raining. At one point I remarked, in an
aside, "Of course, there is no God."
At that precise moment there was an enormous clap of thunder. I was later told that the students took it as
a sign. I have been going along blithely
assuming that anyone moved to follow this blog would share my secular view of
the universe but it appears that is not so.
It was wonderful to hear from Carol Wolman, who was [if you
can believe it] my student fifty-four years ago! I recall Carol as a very bright, slender,
pretty blond woman with a sceptical view of the world, but I suppose she is
older now. Strange. She is still that young Radcliffe student to
me. Checking my records to confirm my
recollections, I came upon the following comment about one young woman who
shall remain nameless: "misses
[Professor Raphael] Demos, but hopes that [Paul] Tillich will be a suitable
father figure. God!" [I have complete records on all of the work
done by every student who has ever taken a class with me, going back to
1954. Even then, I was auditioning for a
summer stock performance of Goodbye, Mr.
Chips.]
Chris is quite right about Marx, though I think Marx
considered capitalism a more invasive and corrosive solvent of tradition than
perhaps Chris credits him with. By the
way, Marx's famous remark that religion is the opiate of the masses is usually
somewhat misunderstood [but clearly not
by Chris.] Opium in those days was an
acceptable narcotic for those who could pay for it, deadening the senses and
assuaging the pain of capitalist social reality. Religion, Marx suggested acerbically, played
that role for the masses, who could not afford the drug.
On a different subject entirely, I have been turning over in
my mind what I want to accomplish in the course I will teach next Spring at UNC
Chapel Hill on Marx's economic theories.
A quick check on-line of UNC's offerings in the Economics Department confirmed
that there is no course or seminar offered in which anything remotely like
Marx's economic theories could make an appearance, so I shall be plowing virgin
land. For the sorts of complicated
administrative reasons with which I am all too familiar after a half century in
the Academy, the only rubric under which my course can be listed is an advanced
graduate "special topics" number, but I plan to get the word out to undergraduates
in Philosophy, Economics, and Political Science that they are welcome. I will be very interested to see whether
anyone shows up.
My lectures will be full of detailed arguments and numerical
examples, of course, but the central idea I want to get across is that
capitalism is not to be identified simpliciter
with rational economic behavior, the
only alternative to it being some poorly developed or debased falling away from
that ideal state of affairs. There was a
time when it would not have been necessary to argue for this obvious truth, but
in this, as in much else, we have seen quite literally a decline in the general
understanding of the human world in the past century.
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