Hi readers. Thanks for coming by for a read.
I’m still muddling along with God Knows, by Joseph Heller, but he’s got me thinking about a lot of things somewhat unrelated to his own theme. So what’s below inevitably has roots, both in the OT, and in Heller’s recreation of Hebrew history and the Bible through the eyes of King David.
So this is going to be me, Old Jules aka wossname, Jack, mulling this over. Not King David, not Heller, not even God in the sense you’re most likely to define the concept.
I’ll get into this thing about cumulative human wisdom, but first I’d just like to confide to you how much better I’d feel if God weren’t so sneaky and cagey about his real name in his dealings with those old time Hebrews. What the hell is that all about? Who is He afraid they’ll find out he really is?
I’m not pushing the idea He was Roy Rogers, mainly because Roy was a fairly consistent, courteous human being, though daft.
And if they did know who God really is, how’s He scared they’d think less of Him in the knowing of it? After all, it ain’t as though God was putting on any airs in his dealings with them. Never makes any attempt to explain himself, elevate himself in the eyes of his Chosen People.
Just go back and read the OT. How he treats Moses, sheeze, Job, King David, Adam and Eve, even Cain and Abel. And inconsistent, uneven-handed so consistently as to assure nobody’s going to acquire any wisdom from any of it.
Call me paranoid, but I think there’s more to this side stepping and dodging the true identity with a name stamped into the dogtags than those ancient Hebrews imagined, that anyone since has explained sufficiently to argue He might have been Anyone, but particularly some located in the vicinity of Greece and Rome before too much more time passed.
So you end up with an ancient religion and storybook to accompany it preserved from a language with a vocabulary of 88 words, 17 of which are pseudonyms for the name of God, and not one of those 17 believed by those using them in spoken words to be the actual name of the party of the first part.
But I’ve digressed.
I was going to muse on why human beings are unable to acquire cumulative wisdom similarly to the way technical knowledge assimilates. About how it happens all these centuries have sneaked by and the King Davids are still capable of becoming so captured by passion as to compromise, destroy themselves. About how Adonijahs then until now, rhetorically next in line for their thrones, their power, their wealth, still rape their sister Tamars and [at least] risk destroying themselves in the doing of it. About how the Joabs all these centuries have coldly murdered in the name of governmental authority anyone standing in the way of their ambitions, always maintaining the moral high ground.
But I’ll have to save all that for another time, I reckons.
Old Jules aka Frank C. Riley
So Far From Heaven 