I suspect many religious people are wondering where God is amid the current pandemic. Theodicy (explaining the suffering of the innocent while defending the goodness of the Divine) has always been the bête noire of monotheistic belief systems.(Polytheism has the advantage of always being able to blame another god.) People have been pointing articles out to me that show the religious implications of a crisis.I’m not at all surprised by the irrationality of the subjects.The first article was an opinion piece in the New York Times.It makes a good case that the religious right paved the way for the COVID-19 contagion in the United States.The religious right is anti-science because they (wrongly) believe the Bible is a science book.Even a small dose of seminary could cure that ill.Katherine Stewart nevertheless makes a strong argument that the survivors of all of this will know whom to blame.Science denial is not the same as authentic religion.
From NASA’s photo library
The other news stories that arise are of evangelical leaders defying government bans or guidance, even when delivered by messiah Trump, to large gatherings.One of the main reasons for this is that said messiah kept saying the coronavirus was nothing to worry about.Only when re-election seemed unlikely with all the uneducated dead did he finally start issuing warnings to avoid such idiotic congregating.In the midst of it all, Jerry Falwell Junior (why did all these evangelists have to propagate?) decided to reopen Liberty University.No doubt confident that God will keep them from any harm, the university officials decided it would be good to gather students from all over the country and put them together in dorms again.If you’ve ever lived in a dorm I’m sure you can see why the decision is anything but wise.
It’s sad that evangelicalism has decided to pander to the uneducated.You can believe in Jesus (many mainstream Christians do) without parking your rationality in the farthest parking spot from the door.Many of us, huddled in our houses, not having seen other living people for days, are trying to isolate this thing and drive it to extinction.Meanwhile, those who trust their own version of the supernatural are doing whatever they can to ensure the virus continues to spread.Why?They have long been taught that science isn’t real.Never mind that their cell phones work and they get the news of open dorms through the internet, the science behind it all is bunk.An entire executive branch administration that doesn’t believe in science is as sure a road to apocalypse as any.
The irony doesn’t escape me—and why does irony always try to do that, anyway?—that Ezekiel 4:9 is about famine.I’ve posted about the breakfast cereals from Food for Life (yet more irony, from Corona, California) before, but during this time of shortages at the local grocery stores, famine is an apt topic.I don’t mean to underplay famine.Death by starvation is something nobody should have to face, but looking ahead, who knows?The reason I was eating Ezekiel 4:9 is that my usual cereal brand was sold out.Empty shelves and the prophet seem symbolic,don’t you think?The box quotes the verse as a kind of health-food recipe, but the point was, in context, that this was not something you’d normally want to eat.This was food for hard times.
Ezekiel, you see, lived through the collapse of his own society.In his case it wasn’t because of a virus, but imperial ambition.The Babylonian Empire under Nebuchadnezzar was expanding and Judah was in the way.The city was captured and Ezekiel, a priest, was exiled.His symbolic action of eating poor food was to show people they ought to plan on this as “the new normal.”Even now we hear people saying, “when things get back to normal…” but I also wonder if that will happen.Collapse can occur slowly.The thing about reading history is that we see centuries compressed into a few hundred pages.Things take time.Like restocking toilet paper.Meanwhile empires crumble.
The Babylonian Empire didn’t last long.Oh, it was long enough to mean some people knew nothing else, but looking back we can see that it held sway for decades rather than centuries.In the middle of his book, Ezekiel changes his tune.Once the temple is destroyed, when the worst has happened, he starts looking for a better future.Many people have been under serious strain since November 2016.Anxiety levels have been consistently high for damaging lengths of time.I suspect the book of Revelation hasn’t been so well thumbed for decades.The seventies were also apocalyptic times, as I recall.Although we’re living through history, we each do it on the ground.We experience it in our own little lives.These seismic shifts can’t help but impact us.It helps me to act like some things are normal.I still get out of bed early.I stumble into the kitchen and fumble on the light.I settle down for breakfast with a prophet and wait.
We are a family of readers.Still, during the pandemic things change.Not only is my wife working from home, my daughter is also here, doing the same.This seemed to be the most logical thing, given that her housemates weren’t working from home, and who needs pointless potential exposure?What became clear to all of us is that pandemic normal was actually close to our normal normal.I mean, I don’t get out as much on weekends now, but other than the panic, Monday through Friday are pretty much the same as always.Awake obscenely early.Start work before sunrise.Finish work, eat supper, go to bed.The real change has been on my reading habits.
When things are “normal” (if that word can ever apply to me), during the time my wife drives home from work, I read.I also read in the morning and before going to bed, but that latter doesn’t last long if I’m tired.Now, however, we’re all here and after work is over family time begins.I don’t begrudge this for a nanosecond, but it does affect my reading habits.You see, self-isolation has been a way of life for me long before the pandemic began.Not necessarily because I wanted it this way, but I have always tried to preserve time for books.I don’t have the reading time of a professor, so I have to carve it out of personal time.In situations like this even bibliophiles have to admit that people are more important than books.Still, with only essential businesses open, and Amazon delivering only essential items, books have fallen between the cracks. Some of us consider them essential.
My daughter said the other day that not being able to buy books was worrying.Indeed it is.We’re pretty well stocked here for reading material.I’ve got plenty of books I want to read, but I lack the time.Also, one of my reading challenges specifies the particular types of books I need to target, including recent ones.How am I to get them?Our local library is closed.As are the bookstores.It’s beginning to feel like an episode of The Twilight Zone—being isolated but not having access to new books.At work they’re suggesting which television shows to binge watch during the long hours of enforced alone time.Me, I standing in front of my bookshelves staring in wonder and indecision.Pandemic or no pandemic, it is time to read.
The current crisis, in my mind, dates to Thursday, March 12.That particular day, at least in my socially distant location, the pandemic became a panic.Decisions were made to have employees work remotely.Zoom or Skype meetings were substituted for the face-to-face variety.Church services were cancelled.There was a run on toilet paper.This final aspect has me really vexed.Why toilet paper?Experts say if we kept to our usual buying habits there would be plenty for everyone, but the survivalist mentality kicked in and people began hoarding.If the apocalypse was coming, they wanted to go down fighting with clean underwear on.We were in Ithaca the next day to see my daughter.We ordered out from a local restaurant.When we got home we found a role of new toilet paper in the top of the bag.
According to my amateur dating technique, we’ve been in this state for 13 days now.Toilet paper, tissues, and paper towels are nowhere to be found.I looked on Amazon.They can get you toilet paper, but you’ll need to wait until May.Why?Ironically, because it’s being shipped from China.Yes, the nation where the pandemic erupted has toilet paper aplenty.Here in the greatest [sic] nation in the world, there’s none to be found.What does this tell us about a country that self-identifies as “Christian”?Whatever happened to “if someone demands your coat, give them your shirt also”?Or perhaps more to the point, “turn the other cheek”?How has a nation of Bible believers responded to a crisis?By becoming selfish. By stockpiling toilet paper.
I’ve spent a lot of time camping.I’m fairly comfortable with the ways of nature.Like most other people I prefer a nice, private restroom with all the accoutrements, but if bears can do it in the woods, why can’t we?I have my Boy Scout guide right here.But it suggests using toilet paper.If books could be ordered, I suspect How To Poop [this is the family friendly version] in the Woods would be a current bestseller.Trump says he wants everyone back to work by Easter, but the toilet paper ordered from Asia won’t even be here by then.And will offices have access to some secret stash that only those who buy in bulk can find?Hoarding makes any crisis worse, but this particular one seems especially mean spirited.It makes me realize just how great America has been made.
As the pandemic stretches on and getting things in stores—or even from Amazon—isn’t assured, my thoughts go back to Larry Norman.Specifically to his song “I Wish We’d All Been Ready.”Made famous for many by its use in the 1972 rapture film A Thief in the Night, the song recounts the state of those “left behind” when a piece of bread could be exchanged for a bag of gold.The lyrics are haunting in their sincerity.Here in Pennsylvania, as in neighboring New York, non-essential businesses have closed, per order of the governors.Periodic forays to the grocery store show the empty shelves of panic buying.Norman’s song rings in my ears.Only this isn’t a biblical plague.We’re just acting like it.
No doubt technology has been of great use in keeping us aware.I do wonder, however, at how panics seem to come more quickly now.Slowing down manufacturing will have a knock-on effect for things down the road, of course.Right now we’re all wondering how we’re going to get through yet another day just sitting in the house.Meanwhile the lawn is beginning to grow and I’m going to have to get out there with the push mower soon.I’d been planning on shopping for a better one this year, but plans seem to have suddenly pooled at my feet.What is essential travel anyway?Does it count a trip to the big box hardware store to buy a reel mower?Should I even bother about the lawn when there’s no toilet paper within a fifty-mile radius?I wish we’d all been ready.
The funny thing about all this is how it makes us focus on the here and now.While we’re waiting for things to “get back to normal” we’re being told nobody knows how long this might last and we should plan to hunker down for some time.The International Meeting of the Society of Biblical Literature (being held in Australia this year) was cancelled.Many of us in the discipline have had our lives revolving around the Annual Meeting in November for all of our adulthood.If that meeting’s cancelled how will we even know when Thanksgiving comes?Can it even come without the crowds at the Macy’s parade?Best not to look too far ahead, I guess.The rapture is a fictional construct, but the effects of a pandemic are eerily similar.I do wish all of us had been ready.
I suspect that, like many, I’ve come to see the coronavirus as an indictment of political foolishness.Electing unqualified officials feels like all fun and games until a crisis emerges and the leadership has no idea what to do.The Trump administration announced itself as anti-science and began breaking down the carefully built institutions that made our way of life possible.His fans cheered.Now they’re huddled in their bunkers with their stockpiled Purelle and toilet paper and Fox News on 24/7.It’s a good thing that a stable genius is in charge.He’s trying to get Germany to move production of the most promising vaccine to the land of his anti-vaccers, something Germany’s reluctant to do because 45 has a reputation internationally.It seems he’s made America infectious again.
As those of us with brain stems try to find some way to comfort those we know and love, we keep coming back to the fact that this kind of pandemic is new in the internet-linked world.No matter what you try to do right now you have to assess whether it involves meeting other people, potentially infected, and whether it’s worth the risk.I had to go to a grocery store and Target over the weekend.I’ve never seen so many empty shelves before.This is what panic looks like.The difference is that even W., who will never be considered among the smartest of presidents, recognized that institutions are there for a reason.America’s greatness grew slowly by building on what’d gone before.Tearing everything down in a narcissistic tantrum and claiming all we need to do is adore our autocrat, we now see how great this country has become.Greatly afraid, that is.
Coronavirus closed schools more effectively than Betsy DeVos.Businesses are reeling as the businessman president fumbles with facts and figures he can’t understand and can’t admit that science is real because, well, global warming and all that.Internationally people are looking for solid leadership and finding that the autocrats they’ve elected have no idea what to do.Self-aggrandizement is no basis for leadership.The Republican senate had their chance just two months ago, but they were banking on their personal bank accounts, it seems.Even in the face of this crisis Mitch McConnell persists on insisting it’a all a game.As a child raised in a Republican home I was taught never to run with scissors.But then, I had all my vaccines.Mad dictator’s disease hadn’t yet been released upon the world.
I’m not at home.I know in the current crisis that sounds like heresy, but I can honestly say that getting out of the usual routine where COVID-19 is all you hear about feels right.More and more organizations are instituting work from home policies—many of them mandatory.I’ve worked from home for going on two years now.You need to get out a bit.I know travel isn’t recommended, but I’m really not afraid to die.Besides, I put a box of latex gloves in the car and when we stopped for a restroom break, wore them until they could be safely removed.Exposed surfaces in the rest area were being continually wiped down.Don’t get me wrong—for an introvert like me working at home is fine.It’s just the idea of feeling like this virus is some zombie apocalypse happening just outside my door that I needed to dispel.
When I told a friend I was no longer going to be commuting on a regular basis he said if it were him he’d only ever buy sweatpants again.Now that my reality is life with my wife being the only person I regularly see, I’m beginning to realize just how much our clothes purchases are for impressing others.My haberdashery is akin to that of Henry David Thoreau; I wear clothes until they’re no longer functional.They can be badly out of date but they still work.The fashion industry is built on pride.To put it in the words of my old friend Qohelet, vanity.We want others to see what we’re wearing.If we’re still donning last year’s gay apparel we’re not playing the game.Never mind those of us whose wardrobes could be carbon-dated.The pandemic can be revealing.
So I’m away from home for what is really the first time in months.I had to stop in the grocery store for a few things.Only one person I saw was wearing a mask, but I was wearing prophylactics, so who’s going to cast the first stone?Many shelves were bare.The CDC has become our new gospel provider.I’m limiting my outside exposure.Driving door to door, greeting no-one along the way (that actually is the gospel, but substitute the walking for the driving part).I know when this weekend’s over I’ll be back to my cloistered existence as the rest of the world tries to get used to the loneliness of the sweatpants crowd.If you’re one of them take it from me—the rest of the world is still out there.