Ironically for someone who works in academic publishing, I have my own issues of how books are priced.I understand why, however, because I can see sales trends.When it comes to authoring my own books I’ve learned how to write for general readers.Not all publishers know how to price for that.Already I’ve had one friend blanch at the price of Nightmares with the Bible and the hope is that it does well enough in the library market to earn a paperback.I also know paperback sales seldom reach the level of hardcover sales from academic presses.Much of it is driven by demand.If people know about the book and ask their libraries to buy it, and this is key—check it out—that has a way of sometimes snowballing enough to convince a publisher that there’s an individual market.
Since I’m plotting the progress on Nightmares here on this blog, I’ll point out that the book has its own page on my website (located here).Actually, all my books have their own page, but since my website is in the low-rent district of the internet not many readers venture here.Yesterday I added the back-cover blurbs to the page.I did so with fear and trembling.Life has taught me not to take well to compliments.They make me uncomfortable, like strangers entering my house without masks on.Since I have no institution backing me, however, I need the praise of colleagues to convince others to buy this book.In my long-term thinking on the topic, I’m hoping Nightmares gets reviewed and people will get interested in Holy Horror, which didn’t get reviews but which is half the price.
In the biz we call this “platform building.”Those with healthier egos than mine hire their own publicists who boost their number of Twitter followers and get their names out there on the internet.My own platform building has been of the budget kind.I’m active on Goodreads to get followers.I’ll engage with any comments I get on social media.But I’m also a working stiff hoping desperately not to lose my job during this pandemic.The blurbs on Nightmares are very nice, and they note that I write for non-specialists.This blog is open to all comers, after all.Likes, shares, and comments all help.My thanks to my endorsers—you know who you are!—you made my day with your kind words.
It’s often said that it takes a village to raise a child.A similar idea lies behind the writing of a book.Sure, the lion’s share of the research and writing are done by the author—the person who gets credit for the work—but publishing is an industry.That means other people’s livelihoods are based on the end result as well.The author often doesn’t know what’s going on when the book is in production.It was a pleasant surprise, then, to find the publisher’s website for my book is up.You can see it here.My own site for the book has been up for months (here; go ahead and take a look, there’s not much traffic).Those who only read these posts on Facebook, Goodreads, or Twitter may not realize there’s a whole website out here that addresses things like books and articles.(I think the CV part requires updating, though.)
In a writer’s experience, seeing a book’s website—receiving an ISBN—is like the quickening of a baby.You’ve known for some time that it’s there, but the proof is in knowing that other people can find out.I only learned of this because a friend wanted a link to the book page.If you google the title without quotation marks you’ll find lots of websites about Christians and nightmares.(Who knew?)People of my generation still often don’t realize that, much of the time, searches with quotations marks are increasing necessary on a very, very full internet.I’m still not sure of a publication date for Nightmares with the Bible, but you can preorder it.(Sorry about the price.)
Once a friend asked me why we do it.Writers, I mean.Unless you’re one of the few who are very successful you don’t make much money off the project that has taken years of your life to complete.I’ve never earned enough in royalties even to pay for the books I had to purchase to research the topics on which I write.It’s not an earning thing, although that would be nice.For some it’s an expectation of their job.For some of us where it’s not, writing books is perhaps best thought of as monument building, a long and intensive “Kilroy was here.”You notice something you think other people might find interesting, and so you write it down.Chances are the number of other interested people will be small.Family (maybe) and a few dedicated friends will lay down the cash for an academic book.But still, there’s a village behind it, and I need to thank them here.
Snakes get a bad rap.There are biological, evolutionary reasons people tend to fear them (some are dangerous and the way they move is literally creepy), but snakes are a necessary part of our ecosystem and very successful reptilian forms.Nevertheless they get associated with evil.The other day I was consulting a book of Christian symbolism.This was actually a book I’ve had since my childhood.My eye fell upon the entry for serpent and the book gave the etymology as from Latin for “sin.”I’d never heard this before and as I thought about it, “serpent” has the same ending as “repent,” so I wondered if the terms might indeed be related.That most authoritative of lexicons, the Oxford English Dictionary, soon set me straight.The etymology of serpent is from Latin (at least partially) but not for the word “sin” but from the word “creeping.”
Given what serpents do, that name origin makes sense.The idea of sin being attached to snakes is a biblical one.The Garden of Eden oh so long ago, and a serpent wrapped around a fruit tree.That story has become one of the most influential in western culture, played and endlessly replayed with some combination of apple, woman, and serpent.Genesis, of course, doesn’t specify the tree as an apple tree.That association seems to come again from the Latin.The word “apple” is malum, which may also be used for evil.In Latin they have different vowel lengths and only become homophones in the languages of non-native speakers.The serpent, on the scene at the primordial fruit tree, becomes associated with sin because of this story, not by its etymology.
The biblical view of snakes is not a positive one.By the time of Revelation the serpent is associated with Satan.It’s also called a dragon, which, as modern fantasy aficionados can tell you, is quite a different thing.The dragon becomes associated with evil because of the Good Book also.The reptile order generally doesn’t fare too well in the biblical world.There do seem to be Sumerian prototypes for the story of the snake and the tree.It’s not completely original with Genesis.Still, you’d like to think that if someone is going to write a book about symbols they might take extra care with the etymologies.People tend to fear snakes.It’s hardwired into our primate biology.That’s no reason to make them the bad guys, though.All you need is a good dictionary to clear things up.
The word “listserv” feels abrupt to me, as if someone couldn’t be bothered to type one more “e” to give the reader a sense of satisfied completion.Technology terms are often like that—not really descriptive of what they are and leaving us older folks wondering about the words and not quite comprehending what they’re supposed to signify.Back in the early 1990s I joined a listserv that eventually came to be known as “Agade,” since it carried news of the Ancient Near Eastern variety.Since I seldom have the opportunity to work in that field any longer, I long ago ceased to be on the Agade listserv and consequently have lost track of what’s happening in real time.Or at least close to it.An author with whom I was working recently asked me to post about his book on Agade so I had to resubscribe.It’s nice to see the listserv, whatever that is, still alive and kicking.
One of the articles posted recently had the intriguing title “Burnt remains from 586 BCE Jerusalem may hold key to protecting planet.”I’m not sure, beyond evangelicals chomping for Armageddon, who doesn’t want to protect the planet, so I read on.Archaeologists, I know, sometimes feel put upon to defend their work.Yes, it’s sexy and cool, but it’s also expensive and not as well funded as it needs to be.It does occasionally lead to real scientific breakthroughs.This particular story is about Earth’s magnetic field.It is vital for life as we know it, and we know that it is constantly shifting.In fact, some pundits are fearing a flip in magnetic poles which, for a guy who can’t even understand listserv, sounds really catastrophic.The article, however, is about the fact that the destruction of the temple in Jerusalem by fire that led to a trapped picture of the magnetic field at the time, and we know the date.Magnetic materials under high heat preserve indicators of the Earth’s magnetic field, whether it had been discovered or not.
Image credit: NASA/ISS Expedition 28, public domain from Wikimedia Commons
The book of Genesis says nothing about the creation of the magnetic field that makes life on our planet possible.Knowing that we understand so little about something that makes our existence possible, I suspect, indicates that there are many factors of life we haven’t even begun to comprehend.There are further discoveries to be made.We’re not even sure if our definition of “life” is entirely accurate.One thing our history has taught us, however, is that if we build great structures there will be those eager to burn them.As we sift through the rubble we might discover something about the direction in which we’re going.And a listserv will be there to share the news.
I’m not inclined to read news about drug use, and, to be honest, I barely have time to read about the culture of ancient Israel any more.I very occasionally hear from people who find out that my book on Asherah is free on Academia.edu (it is) that tell me how they plan to use the information.It’s gratifying, but as with anything put out there for public consumption, you never know which direction it’s going to go.Thus I found myself on Lucid News’ website.With the tagline “Psychedelics, Consciousness Technologies, and the Future of Wellness,” ideas begin to form in the mind.But a citation is a citation, and so I read the opinion piece “Drugs, the Israelites and the Emergence of Patriarchy,” by Danny Nemu.
The story follows on the announcement from some time ago that chemical analysis of an interior altar of an ancient temple at Arad (from ancient Israelite times) revealed that it had been used to burn cannabis.The biblical story—now questioned by archaeology—is that there was only one official temple and that was the one in Jerusalem.It was destroyed by the Babylonians in the sixth century BCE and then again by the Romans in the first century CE.We have no access to the altars that stood in the temple, but we do know that incense, particularly frankincense, was valued for its pleasant smell.According to the article in Lucid, a second altar in Arad showed residue of frankincense.Both altars were in a small, enclosed room—the bong of the Lord, as it were—and that together the two forms of smoke would’ve created an intense religious experience for a priest in there for any length of time.Although the article doesn’t suggest this, it could also explain why animal sacrifices were going on in the courtyard, I guess.
You might be wondering about Asherah.While the jury’s out on her actual worship and what it entailed, the academic establishment has decided that she was Yahweh’s spouse and was worshipped together with him in the ceremonies that have been forgotten to time.With all that heavy substance burning I guess it’s not surprising that some things might’ve been forgotten.I don’t really advocate the use of drugs, but the science behind archaeology shows us that religions have used them for centuries and centuries to reach other levels of consciousness.I was in chapel services at Nashotah House where the incense was so thick you could barely breathe.Did such circumstances play a role in the religion that now identifies itself as white-shirted evangelicals?It boggles the mind.
Jacob, it is said, was quite a dreamer.While fleeing from his brother Esau he had a dream of a ladder, or stairway, to heaven.Well, “Heaven” as we recognize it didn’t exist then, but you get the idea.Angels were climbing up and down on it, I’m guessing to do roof repairs.You see, neither my wife nor I are what you might call tall.In fact, I’m a bit shorter than the average guy and we can’t reach the top shelf in our kitchen, let alone the ceiling.Or, God forbid, the roof.So when tropical storm Isaias (not to be confused with the prophet) dropped upwards of five inches of rain on us, some of it got inside.Our roofer, vexed as I was, promised to get over the next week but there’s more rain in the forecast.I had to get up there to do some temporary patching.I needed a ladder.
Ours is an older house.The roof is way higher than any ladder we have.I have one that allows me to get as high as the ceiling, but being acrophobic I don’t use it much.It doesn’t come halfway to the lowest roof.The hardware stores have ladders, but delivery’s a problem.A ladder twice as long as our car seems like a road hazard, strapped to the top.I asked about delivery at the local Lowe’s.It would cost a third of the price again of the ladder itself, and that’s only be if they could deliver it.Their truck was, ironically, broken down.Wasn’t this a DIY store?Could nobody there fix a truck?I put a face-mask and rubber gloves on for this?The world isn’t easy for the vertically challenged.I really don’t want to climb that high, but with the ceiling below already coming down I’ve got to do something.
I wonder if Jacob’s ladder is still lying about somewhere, unused.We don’t live far from Bethlehem.Maybe I can scoot over the Bethel and pick it up.Then again, maybe angels deliver.I hear they can be quite accommodating.Of course, if they’d keep the rain off in the first place that would’ve been helpful.I’m pretty sure that Plant and/or Page had a leaky roof.When they went to get up there they’d found somebody had already purchased the ladder (I think they call it a stairway in England).So I find myself with a leaky roof and no way to get to heaven.
People have been debating how to pronounce Hurricane “Isaias,” an hispanic name based on Isaiah.Pennsylvania, which has few distinguishing features, is generally well enough inland not to have too much hurricane damage.Isaias, however you pronounce it, dumped over five inches of rain in the small town in which we live.Multiple roof leaks sprang up in our house and a small part of the ceiling in one room came down.Not exactly wrath of God level treatment, but unwelcome nevertheless.The real problem was the short amount of time in which the rain fell.Averaging about an inch per hour, the water simply overwhelmed the devices put in place to keep it outside.Being of my particular disposition I can’t help but think of the prophet Isaiah.
Not a classical prophet of doom per se, Isaiah is the most quoted prophet in the New Testament.He is remembered for “predictions” and soaring rhetoric that promises deliverance.He’s also a prophet known for his woe declarations, as reflected in the Hebrew Bible.This storm, I suspect, has delivered more of the woe than of the hope.Streets were flooded as the local creek burst its banks.Our own street was closed as I called our roofer who, I’m sure, had more than wanted popularity in one day.Being a homeowner, I quickly discovered, is largely a matter of trying to keep the water out.Our sump pump was working overtime and still the rain came.
My book Weathering the Psalms was intended to be the first in a series of volumes exploring meteorotheology in several books of the Bible.The weather, you see, is a popular topic of discussion since in ancient times their meteorology was theology.After the Psalms my exploration was intended to move toward the prophets.There are dramatic events where these saintly folk were able to bring down rain, or withhold it.Israel never experienced hurricanes because they don’t form in the Mediterranean.Meteorological terms, however, shift over time just as by the time Isaias reached us it was a tropical storm.The wind buffeted us a bit, but it was mainly a rain event.I thought at first that I would look at weather terminology in Isaiah and see what I could find there.I don’t know what my conclusions would have been since I was cut off before I could get that far.Like those who cast their bread upon the waters, after many days it came back, ironically in the form of Isaias.
It happened this way.When my daughter was young she was interested in dinosaurs.Most kids are.In fact, my wife and I went to a public lecture by a paleontologist in Edinburgh where he pointed out that the real experts on the subject in the audience were generally twelve or younger.I took an interest in what my daughter found fascinating, and you can’t study dinosaurs without knowing a bit of geology.Now, the professor’s lifestyle is a thing of wonder.You may have a heavy teaching and publication load, but the freedom to spend your unstructured summer time pure learning was (still is) a huge draw.I began studying geology.I joined the Wisconsin Geological Society.I was even made an officer.My, a biblical studies professor.
At one point I bought a jeweler’s loupe.Many geologists have them.To get down to the level of the crystalline structure of most rocks you’ll need something more powerful, but for fieldwork (and I’ve got a garage full of rocks to prove it) your average loupe will do.When Nashotah House decided I should no longer be a professor (and the rest of academe acquiesced) I seriously considered going back to school to study geology.Time was against me, however.I had to find a job with a family needing support, and so here I am in publishing instead.And not only that, but I’m a Bibles editor.Most people have no idea what that means.Some days even I don’t.But one thing I have learned is that you’ve got to know your leather.
This is a bit uncomfortable to me as a vegan, but I have learned that many people want their Bibles wrapped up in animal sacrifice.I’ve also learned there are many different kinds of leather.The typical leather Bible is pigskin.Yes, that’s right.In the trade you can call a Bible with any animal hide leather.Bonded leather means that it’s pieces glued together.The most expensive Good Books are “genuine leather.”Cut from whole cloth, as it were.I keep my jeweler’s loupe in my work desk.Sometimes I need to look at something closely, off screen.My loupe came in a leather case.One of the sides peeled off during our move and I could see clearly what bonded leather means.In fact, the “nded” part of “bonded” is clearly visible like a secret Bible code on the underlayer of my case.Nothing, it seems, is ever wasted.
Like just about everybody else, I spend my days online during the pandemic.Well, actually, I spent my days online before that since I’m a remote worker.Even before that, when spending a considerable part of each day commuting to and from New York City, once I got there I’d sit in a cubicle and work online all day anyway.To borrow a tagline, the truth is out there.Somewhere on the internet, I think.Probably on the deep web, but I understand that’s a scary place.I’m not sure why it is that I started receiving email ads for something called Virtual Bible Study.I suppose I spend enough time, and my computer eats enough cookies on Bible Gateway that the Virtual Bible Study people think I’m the typical customer.
Having led many Bible studies in my life, and having taught biblical studies professionally, I’m aware that you can never learn it all.Indeed, biblical study is the original never-ending story.Stay with it long enough and you’ll earn plenty of enemies.Recently my mother was telling me that she’s doing a Bible Study where you follow a schedule and read the “liner notes” that come with a particular curriculum.She mentioned to me that she was having trouble with Deuteronomy 28.It’s a chapter with which I’m quite familiar.I remember reading it as a young person and being terror-struck by it (those who wonder what horror might have to do with the Good Book ought to read it.Go ahead, I’ll wait.You can find it on Bible Gateway.).This is one of those places where God spells out the blessings (somewhat limited) for obedience and the curses (very many) for failure.The list is long and terrible.I’m not a chapter-and-verse citer, but from my very first read-through of the Bible I could tell you what was in Deuteronomy 28. It was burned into my memory.
I do have to wonder about the efficacy of online Bible Study.I sure do appreciate not having to look everything up in a print concordance any more.That was quite a time-consuming activity and you needed to be very familiar with the particular version you were using to make it work.I know I grouse a bit about technology on this blog, but given my vocation, and avocation, I sure like having Google on my side when I need to look up a verse that I can only partially recall.I do have to wonder, however, since the truth is out there, whether anybody’s found a good way to comfort their elders who get stuck on the curses that essentially wrap up the covenant in good old Deuteronomy.
It is utterly remarkable that in this year of the Common Era 2020 that even in Unicode you can’t write Hebrew in Microsoft Word without gymnastics.The task at work was a fairly simple one: proofread the Hebrew in a typeset manuscript ready for the printer.This means the manuscript is a PDF at this point and to get Hebrew to appear in a comment bubble you need to copy it from Word and paste it in.But wait!Word only has some Hebrew letters in its Symbols menu.Try getting a yod to appear.I looked up a Unicode chart, copied and pasted the Unicode unique identifier and Word gave me a capital P.Not a jot or tittle to be found.So, to get the yod I had to fetch my personal Mac and use the language menu and type the word out.Copy.Paste in an email from my personal account to my work account.Wait.Open work email message.Copy again.Paste again.
Using this method, a task that would take me maybe twenty minutes stretched into hours.There was simply no way to get Microsoft Word to display a full Hebrew alphabet shy of changing the language on the computer.And since I don’t read Modern Hebrew I had a feeling that would lead to disaster.Part of the problem is that programmers thought it would be smart to make Unicode Hebrew automatically appear right to left.This has been the bane of many of us since the earliest word processors tried to replicate the language.We grew used to typing it in backwards.Now you never know which letter is going to disappear if you hit delete—it doesn’t help that it can act differently on a Mac than on your standard business-issue PC.Not only that, but when you paste it the receiving document often automatically reverses word order.Can I get a pen and paper over here?
I sometimes jokingly lament the hold that technology has on us.In some instances the joking takes on a serious tone, I know.I do wonder about having techies drive where we’re going.It’s one thing to make it possible to print Hebrew letters in electronic form, but it is quite another to read them and have a sense of what they’re saying.And those of us challenged by the whole right-left orientation and a cursor blinking on one side of a word but having its effect on the other wonder if it’s worth the effort.There’s a reason ancient people wrote in clay, it seems.
“And Pharaoh’s servants said unto him, How long shall this man be a snare unto us? let the men go, that they may serve the Lord their God: knowest thou not yet that Egypt is destroyed?”The words are from the Good Book.Specifically Exodus 10.7.They’ve been on my mind as the coronavirus is beginning to yield in all developed nations but our own.Let me set the scene: the Israelites have become slaves in Egypt.Moses was sent to set them free, but a Trumpian Pharaoh stood in the way.Plague after plague was sent, but the president, er, I mean Pharaoh, refused to acknowledge what the evidence indicated.Moses would appear before the senate and declare the coming disaster.In the mythical world of the Bible, though, the senate actually saw reason.
“Knows thou not yet that Egypt is destroyed?”Instead of addressing the Covid-19 crisis the White House has decided to turn a blind eye.Nearly one-fourth of the worldwide cases of the disease are recorded in the United States.In the past week several record-setting days of new case numbers were set even as the administration was insisting that schools be opened without any plans, or even ideas about how to help.“Have them make bricks without straw,” you could almost hear echoing around the Oval Office.Ah, indeed, this is the most biblical of administrations.Our economy has been tanked for years to come.The environment has been degraded to the point of disaster.And yet Moses is ignored.The real plague was the Pharaoh.
“This is the finger of science!”
Exodus is a story of liberation.What’s more, according to the Good Book, God himself wanted Israel to be set free.The Pharaoh, it seems, was not personally afflicted with the plagues until the darkness fell.Prior to that, if it didn’t affect him personally he simply didn’t care.Too many self-aggrandizing monuments to be built to his own name.Ancient Egypt was like that.Meanwhile plagues brought the mightiest nation of the time to its knees.Beyond that.It brought them prone.Most of us, I expect, are ready to get on with life.We’ve been self-isolating for over three months and yet the number of cases continues to increase.We could use a word or two of guidance from a sympathetic leader.Instead we’re entering hurricane season.I can’t speak for anyone else, but I’ve got my Bible all ready.And right now it’s open to Exodus.
If, like me, you can’t see a neighbor’s brickwork without thinking of “A Cask of Amontillado,” then I need not explain why I watch horror films.I know that as of late some literary scholars have challenged the idea that Edgar Allan Poe wrote horror.There is now, and always has been, a bias against the genre.In fact, many would point out that Rod Serling’s Twilight Zone wasn’t really horror, no matter how creepy some of the episodes were.Some would cast Ray Bradbury into that lot as well, and others would not.I spend a lot of time pondering this because those of us who enjoy some of what’s called horror are often cast as misfits.And misfits have a lot in common with monsters.
The connection with religion is a palpable, yet intangible one.It does seem that religion has its origins in fear and as it branched out it came to have different emphases.Jesus, for example, apparently stressed love, at least according to the gospel of John.That religion of love came, eventually, back around to fear.Calvinism, especially, is suffused with it.There’s a reason that it is the religion expressed in particularly effective horror.Apparently they meet similar needs, but psychology is not an exact science, and our tastes in it differ.Even our interpretations do so.As the bricklayer puts down row after row of masonry, the thoughts get walled up in days where work prevents serious consideration of the deeper questions.
It’s been years since I’ve read “A Cask of Amontillado.”The story has stayed with me, however, whether it’s horror or not.Stories about imprisonment are like that.The other day a police car stopped outside our house.We live in a working-class, but descent neighborhood.From the bits and pieces glimpses out the window revealed, there was a problem with a car that had been parked on the street for quite a while, and that didn’t belong to any of the local residents.The natural response to seeing that car just outside was fear.We fear criminals and we fear the police.We fear what Covid-19 is doing to us, even to those of us who’ve managed not to contract it.Traditional religion would tell us punishment comes from the Almighty.These things are all related.And across the way the bricklayer keeps up his work, row after row.
So, after writing a post about The X-Files, I finished season three, forgetting up until then that the last episode was “Talitha Cumi.”Apart from being part of the alien mythology arc, the biblically literate recognize the title as the words Jesus said to Jairus’ daughter as he raised her from the dead.Appropriately enough, the episode features an alien-human hybrid that is able to raise the dead and to shape-shift.This particular episode also has an intriguing dialogue between the Smoking Man and Jeremiah Smith (the hybrid) where they discuss whether the alien agenda for people, or that of the shadowy cabal, is better.With a theology drawn from the Grand Inquisitor chapter of The Brothers Karamazov (according to Wikipedia, and which I have no reason to doubt), they argue from different perspectives.The Smoking Man explains that they have given people science instead of God and miracles will only confuse the issue.
While not exactly Fyodor Dostoyevsky, this scene raises some very real questions.Are people happier not believing?Not only that, but the cynicism of the Smoking Man matches rather precisely the modus operandi of our government some two decades later.There’s a reason we keep coming back to the classics.The X-Files mythology is, like the Cthulhu Mythos, woven throughout a larger tapestry whose warp and weft both seem to be religion.It ran far longer than Sleepy Hollow ever did, and it would take considerable effort to tease all of the Bible, let alone religion, out of it.They make the story far more believable.
This particular episode also displays the staying power of the classics.Long, ponderous books like The Brothers Karamazov require concerted effort to read in these soundbite days of internet hegemony.That Grand Inquisitor chapter, however, has been enormously influential.(I recall during my most recent rereading of the novel that I hit that wonderful chapter and then realized I still had hundreds of pages to go.)We often have trouble telling God from the Devil.Just look at today’s political scene and try to disagree.In the X-Files diegesis there is a shadowy, high-powered group that got to the extraterrestrials first.They keep the secrets to themselves while the masses play out their insignificant lives that enrich those in charge.Democracy, it seems, used to be about elected representatives seeing to the will of the people.It perhaps assumes a greater educational base than we’ve been able to retain.But still, with chapters like “Talitha Cumi” we see that there may be some glimmer of hope after all.
As intimated several posts ago now, my wife and I are rewatching The X-Files.Neither of us has much free time, so this proceeds slowly over many weekends, and we’re now nearing the end of season three.This exercise brings me back to an article I wrote on Sleepy Hollow, the Fox series that ran from 2013-2017.That article, published in The Journal of Religion and Popular Culture, I later adapted into a chapter in Holy Horror.At the advice of my editor I dropped that particular chapter and wrote a different one.In the lost chapter, if I recall, I made the case that Sleepy Hollow was biblically based in a way that other monster-of-the-week series, like the X-Files, were not.While I still have to hold to this, I must admit the X-Files are far more biblical than I recollected.
Somewhere about halfway through season one I started to jot notes when the Bible was mentioned or quoted.Soon it became obvious that religion was a major theme in The X-Files pretty much from the beginning.I’ve mentioned here before that some scholars of religion have begun to address the paranormal seriously.One of the reasons for this seems to be that the two fields are related.Some of the x-files derive from folk traditions, and these traditions often hold religious elements.When those themes derive from American folklore the Bible creeps in.There are quotes, visual displays, and even biblical themes.How had I not noticed this the first time around?
I didn’t watch The X-Files during the actual airing of the series.As a kid I was endlessly teased for having an interest in the strange and unexplained, and it bothered me that it had become mainstream afterI’d already paid the price.When the series became available on DVD, though, I had second thoughts.My wife and I watched it all the way through some years ago, and, having finished rewatching another series several months back, we began slowly to make our way through again.When I wrote my article on Sleepy Hollow I had vague recollections of X-Files episodes with some biblical content, butI’d forgotten how extensive it was.Religion is that way.It tends to permeate society, and even though we’re proudly secular, the base of it all is religion.This should be obvious to anyone who takes the time to tally just how often it appears in the most secular of spaces.Instead, there’s little interest in it.Like the paranormal, lack of concern about religion is something we just can’t adequately explain.
The combination may seem odd, but it is definitely a valid one.The Bible and horror, I mean.My colleague in this venture, Brandon R. Grafius, has published the first book in the Horror and Scripture series, Reading the Bible with Horror.This is a fascinating little volume that explores the productive use of horror films when it comes to interpreting the Bible.The Bible isn’t all horror, of course, but a good deal of it is.That’s one of the keys of biblical interpretation—no one method covers it all.At least when I was teaching I used eclectic methods both because some methods work better than others in some places and because no one method is the correct one.Using horror to interpret the Good Book is one of the newest methods out there.
The methodology involves looking at horror films (mostly) and finding biblical parallels.Both the Bible and the movies interpret one another.This can be a kind of reception history—the idea that to understand Scripture we must look at how it has been “received.”The way that people read Holy Writ after it was written is as important as the way biblical specialists read it.We all know what literalism is, and biblical scholars are well aware of its shortcomings as a method.There are tons of other methods that seek to show the relevance of the Good Book, and one of them is to see how horror makes it so.To get to this point the reader must get beyond our social bias about horror as a degraded, evil genre.Some of it is quite bad, of course, but much of it has redeeming value.Redeeming value so obvious that it can be used to interpret the Bible.
Grafius studies only limited examples here, for instance, the book of Job with its human suffering and superhuman Leviathan.He also looks at hauntings and biblical ghosts, as well as haunted locations.His chapter on haunted houses made me stop and think quite a bit.He concludes with what will be the most challenging concept for many—the idea that God can be monstrous in the Bible.He clearly can.Apart from theodicy, one of the major reasons critics attack Christianity is the character of God as portrayed in the Bible.Grafius isn’t attacking Christianity but rather he’s trying to show how a most unlikely source can shed genuine light onto it.Reading the Bible with Horror is an insightful step in that direction, even if it’s a step into a rather haunted house.