Blue Like Jazz, by Donald Miller
Aug. 16th, 2004 02:08 pmPardon me while I vent some steam about what I'm feeling right now. Shawshank on The Electric Monk offered to send a free copy of Donald Miller's book Blue Like Jazz, Nonreligious Thoughts On Christian Spirituality to whoever asked for it, because he had a simple question. "... my question for you is NOT whether it rationally solves the mystery of Christianity (and cures all other ills in the process)," he wrote. "Rather, my question would simply be this -- if Christianity looked like THAT, would you find it appealing or not?"
It's in the category of what are called "inspirational books." As such it's very annoying. I've gotten to chapter five, Faith, and it's the worst yet. I would have gotten further by now, but I have to take this book in small portions at a time. I don't like who I become. I can't read long enough to accumulate too much contempt, disgust and frustration, before I feel like I need to take my psyche out and wipe these emotions off on my pants.
One of the opening pages is blank except for this text: "In America, the first generation out of slavery invented jazz music. It is a free-form expression. It comes from the soul, and it is true." Right there on the first page, by applying the word "true" to music (and later to love), the author reveals to me the probable answer to Shawshank's question. I will never find any framework appealing that undermines the ability to apply a truth value to statements. I frequently write about this. If music can be true, then other music can be false. Like rock and roll is purported to be, by those who apply "true" and "false" to music. Mr. Miller probably thinks there is no such thing as false music. Then there's no difference between true and false. These words just don't apply to music or love. This wall of separation that should keep emotional reactions from corrupting our truth claims is the same wall that keeps emotional reactions safe from being invalidated by truth and falsity. When you get the fire out of the fireplace, both truth and beauty are in danger.
An example. It was the last straw when the atheist character Laura (who I had greatly respected because she didn't buy into the author's mental masturbation and going around in little pointless circles) experienced some kind of emotional breakdown of cowardice and neurotic guilt and turned to Jeeeeeeeezus. When her virtues were despised by the author and her failure was glorified, it made me get up and rant and rave. I thought Laura was the perfect woman before, the kind I've rarely seen. He hated those attributes and played a hand in ruining that. I wanted to hit him. That's extreme, I know, but this is why I don't like who I become when I read this claptrap.
This book is like a gagging oppression on my life right now. So the answer to "would you find it appealing or not" is a resounding no. What did Shawshank think was unique or distinctive from the "same-old, same-old" vomit I've been fed from spirituality my whole life? That Mr. Miller is not a "big meanie head"? SO WHAT. What Shawshank needs to understand is that ACTUALLY GETTING SOMEWHERE is what I find emotionally satisfying. But if true and false are depicted as indistinguishable, then no mystery can be resolved. We can get nowhere. Miller makes the search for answers, even a little relative probable answer, into a joke and a farce. Have Shawshank and I talked online for so long and he still doesn't know what I'm going away from? The answer was not even in the book's opening page, it was in Shawshank's own question. A book about Christianity that does not attempt to resolve the mystery, that actively sabotages fruitful progress on answers, has automatically committed the cardinal failing.
It's in the category of what are called "inspirational books." As such it's very annoying. I've gotten to chapter five, Faith, and it's the worst yet. I would have gotten further by now, but I have to take this book in small portions at a time. I don't like who I become. I can't read long enough to accumulate too much contempt, disgust and frustration, before I feel like I need to take my psyche out and wipe these emotions off on my pants.
One of the opening pages is blank except for this text: "In America, the first generation out of slavery invented jazz music. It is a free-form expression. It comes from the soul, and it is true." Right there on the first page, by applying the word "true" to music (and later to love), the author reveals to me the probable answer to Shawshank's question. I will never find any framework appealing that undermines the ability to apply a truth value to statements. I frequently write about this. If music can be true, then other music can be false. Like rock and roll is purported to be, by those who apply "true" and "false" to music. Mr. Miller probably thinks there is no such thing as false music. Then there's no difference between true and false. These words just don't apply to music or love. This wall of separation that should keep emotional reactions from corrupting our truth claims is the same wall that keeps emotional reactions safe from being invalidated by truth and falsity. When you get the fire out of the fireplace, both truth and beauty are in danger.
An example. It was the last straw when the atheist character Laura (who I had greatly respected because she didn't buy into the author's mental masturbation and going around in little pointless circles) experienced some kind of emotional breakdown of cowardice and neurotic guilt and turned to Jeeeeeeeezus. When her virtues were despised by the author and her failure was glorified, it made me get up and rant and rave. I thought Laura was the perfect woman before, the kind I've rarely seen. He hated those attributes and played a hand in ruining that. I wanted to hit him. That's extreme, I know, but this is why I don't like who I become when I read this claptrap.
This book is like a gagging oppression on my life right now. So the answer to "would you find it appealing or not" is a resounding no. What did Shawshank think was unique or distinctive from the "same-old, same-old" vomit I've been fed from spirituality my whole life? That Mr. Miller is not a "big meanie head"? SO WHAT. What Shawshank needs to understand is that ACTUALLY GETTING SOMEWHERE is what I find emotionally satisfying. But if true and false are depicted as indistinguishable, then no mystery can be resolved. We can get nowhere. Miller makes the search for answers, even a little relative probable answer, into a joke and a farce. Have Shawshank and I talked online for so long and he still doesn't know what I'm going away from? The answer was not even in the book's opening page, it was in Shawshank's own question. A book about Christianity that does not attempt to resolve the mystery, that actively sabotages fruitful progress on answers, has automatically committed the cardinal failing.
It will be ok
Date: 2004-08-16 01:32 pm (UTC)Just look at yourself in comparison and feel proud that you rise above the masses. Its is a shame for those who have the capacity to use their brain and neglect to do so, but that crime deserves no wrath or violence.
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Date: 2004-08-16 02:04 pm (UTC)Harmless? I wouldn't be so sure. Violence isn't the only kind of harm. Suppose I and Mr. Miller are trying to negotiate an important decision. He gets to retreat to faith when he's losing an argument, and then hold me to reason, argument and evidence when he feels they give him the upper hand. Just like everybody else I know in my life personally, who claim to be on friendly terms with both faith and reason-- this usually means they get to use them both against me, but account to neither. "Faith and reason are both good" sounds all warm and fuzzy, but it's a stealth weapon. And the worst thing about that tactic, is that in our society, they are the good guys for pulling this switcheroo and I am the bad guy. They have the legal right under the first amendment to do this, but I have the legal right under the first amendment to call them assholes.
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Date: 2004-08-16 02:11 pm (UTC)Last week I went to my great-aunt's funeral and sat there for a half hour or so while this really nice seeming man preached to us about this woman (who he did not know) and more, about Jesus, and how we will all die with Jesus, and be burried with Jesus, and rise with Him to the city of Heaven after we die, and we should look forward to that and be comforted by it.
On the way to the family's home afterward, I commented that I had found myself wondering what the effect would be if someone other than the christian church got to have a captive audience every time someone died, to whom they could speak for half an hour or so about how to live your life, what to hope for, and how to find comfort and love each other. My dad said something nice and affirming like "You noticed that too, huh? That's my daughter!"
Personally I don't have too much problem with the quote about Jazz at the beginning of your post - at least, not with the music being true question. The rest of it is junk, of course. Jazz has quite a lot of structure and pattern to it, it has roots in music that was before slavery ended, and has continued to be reinvented and developed by much more than "the first generation out of slavery" including by many people who never were slaves (nor their ancestors).
But poetically, I like the idea of something artistic being True- and though I can see your point about how it's harder to call something like music "false", I feel you could, with regard to many pieces of music, call them "wrong" (I personally, would never apply either of these terms to whole categories of music. Each individual piece of music speaks or does not speak with a clear voice, regardless of category or type, or medium, for that matter).
But in much the same vein, I say on my website,
I am a hoper, a wisher, a dreamer.
I am a lover, a poet, a reader.
Join me as I strive to be true.
And in this I mean something more than to be truthfull, if you know what I mean.
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Date: 2004-08-16 02:36 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-08-17 04:11 am (UTC)Back to the subject of the content of music, music is of course often used to impart some message, factual or cultural, either in words or in theme. And this message can most certainly be judged true or false. This doesn't apply to all music of course, but definitely to some.
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Date: 2004-08-17 04:27 am (UTC)In archery, your aim is true if your arrow strikes your target.
Whether it makes you glad or brings you tears, music is true if it pierces the heart.
(And that is of course a reference to an allegorical heart, which confuses things even more. But I still think it's true, so there. :P)
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Date: 2004-08-17 05:50 am (UTC)Donald Miller applied the word true to music not in order to mean these other semantic things, but so that he could make the readers think we'd heard a justification for his delusions. Granted, our language has developed this dangerous flaw built right into it so that people will confuse fact value with emotional value. but I eschew it as carefully as I can, so that I won't feel like an accomplice to lies and the lying liars that tell them. That's my opinion. It's well-established through usage, but all it that means is I have an extra burden on me to constantly define my terms.
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Date: 2004-08-17 06:33 am (UTC)that doesn't mean they all do, all of the time.
And music definitely doesn't, not all of the time.
Love, music, smoking dope
Date: 2004-08-17 07:00 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-08-20 05:35 am (UTC)I was thinking about this and coming back to it: it seems to me that most music, in terms of lyrics anyway, is fiction (some of it is speculation ("imagine") and some of it is autobiographical ("like a virgin") but most of it is fiction. This doesn't mean it can't say true things about the world and the human condition, else why would written fiction be such a good lense through which to observe life? But most music makes no bones about the fact that it is fiction. Gospel music, on the other hand, is trying to convince you, comfort you, and tie into your faith, and create or strengthen it. A fair bit of it comes straight from scripture, but many songs assert things that are clearly made up after the fact, such as most visions of heaven, e.g.:
"I got shoes! (I got shoes!)
All God's Children got shoes!
Alleluia, Lordy,
When I get to heaven, gonna put on my shoes, I'm gonna walk all over god's heaven!"
Whether the bible is fiction or the bible is fact, this song is fiction - there is no mention of shoes in heaven in the bible. But the canon of religious music generally pretends to be other than fiction, and I would suppose this is what really gets in your craw.
btw, I was talking to Bill about this - someone who had a Much more religious upbringing than I did, and he suggested that if you were to go to a priest and tell him you have doubts, the priest would respond that it's fine to have doubts, that doubting is an important part of examining your beliefs. He also supposed that a priest would have lots of other helpful things to say and suggested you talk to one if you haven't already.
(that is, if you're still trying to stay in the faith. I'm presonally not christian, and hope you know that I'm not trying to influence you one way or the other.)
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Date: 2004-08-20 05:57 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-08-20 06:38 am (UTC)It will be ok
Date: 2004-08-17 05:30 am (UTC)It's me, Rachel. I'm all for poking holes in delusions, but I think it should be done with a smile and compassion and as little frothing at the mouth as humanly possible. That is why I remind that these are not people worthy of wrath no matter how annoying. Now if these were scream in the face, guilt inducing, shake some sense into you Christians being described, I may get a tad irate as well. Then they have crossed a personal barrier of respect and are worthy of anger. I have read some of this book, and the people described are nothing like that. They are kind and unintrusive, the equivalent of hippie Christians. Sure you could laugh and snort and how ridiculous they are but swatting at butterflies flying into walls is not quite appropriate. Swatting is reserved for wasps trying to sting you again and again.
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Date: 2004-08-17 06:26 am (UTC)Self-Expression
Date: 2004-08-17 06:46 am (UTC)I think spittle should be reserved for those who are actively trying to manipulate the world to agree with them, not for those who just happen to share what's on their mind.
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Date: 2004-08-17 08:38 am (UTC)Preachiness
Date: 2004-08-18 07:14 am (UTC)1. You and I and everyone are broken and innately wrong.
2. Oppression by the establishment is the victim's fault.
3. What you want is bad, you should obey his holy book.
What exhibits does the prosecution provide? Exhibit A, Penguin Sex. I'm not making this up. His argument is that we don't know how penguins know just when to return to their mates on the day the egg hatches. Therefore, according to the prosecution, his accusations and power grabs are relieved of the responsibility to make any sense. They are accountable only to his animal instincts just like the brute instincts of these mindless beasts. Exhibit B, Jazz Music. If it feels good, believe it.
In short, his arguments amount to cheating this court. I object on procedural grounds and ask that the case against me and all mankind be dismissed pending appeal with a new prosecution.