Pistols at Dawn? Agnosticism Revisited

JULY 2001

I expected a large response to last month's column. I did not expect the avalanche that arrived. Nor was I ready for the intensity of the hostility that was spewed at me for even bringing the whole thing up. And, FYI, if you can't make your points civilly don't bother writing. I won't read it, so don't waste your time. However, there was a very good reason for my writing about the agnostic thing. I've said it before, but it bears repeating:

My target audience has always been fence-sitters and closet atheists. I was in that closet and I sat on that fence myself for many years, lonely and uncertain, and if I had been able to read the type of thing I am now writing, my stay on that fence would have been shortened by years. My mail tells me I am reaching not only a large audience (approx. 4,000 hits monthly now) but a most appreciative one (350 emails monthly now). A full one-third of my mail comes from closet atheists who have no one to talk to and feel almost like aliens from another planet. These people go to Mass, Temple, "fellowship" and so on, and don't believe a word of any of it. But they are afraid of the social ostracism that accompanies outright atheism. So, the Internet provides them with an anonymous way to vent their frustrations as well as feeling vindicated in their lack of beliefs. And I'm delighted if I can be of help to these people.

I'm especially pleased to be hearing from so many young (under 25) people, and that is why I write things like the atheist/agnostic piece. Young people are struggling to work out their atheism, and such articles help them to think it through. That is my goal and my reward. You old died-in-the-wool "agnostics" can call yourselves anything you like. I know you'll never change. But the young have a chance to come to terms, honestly, with what they are, and discussions such as this can help.

In my own youth I called myself an agnostic for the same reason everyone else does—social acceptance. There never has been, nor is there now, any other reason for referring to oneself that way, as the smallest amount of honest contemplation will prove.

But it's so sad, because we'd find each other much more quickly if we were all honest and the subject were not formally TABOO. There are a lot of us atheists out there. However, we are slowly but surely finding each other on the Internet, and taking comfort from it. So keep up the hope. It can only get better.

Approximately 80 percent of the mail I received about the agnostic article said things like, "Finally! You said so clearly what I've thought for years!" There was a lot of that. But the other 20 percent was positively furious, often rudely so, and some of it was just stupid. People really are afraid of that dirty A-word! Confusing things is the definition problem. The word "God" is as misunderstood as the word "atheist." Interestingly, and tellingly I think, not one person addressed my point that up until 1870 no philosopher felt the need for the word agnostic. How could they possibly have got along without it?

Thomas Huxley, who coined the troublesome word, and Charles Darwin, were both keenly aware of the shocked, nay horrified reaction the religious had to Darwin's theory of evolution. In some of Darwin's correspondence he mentioned that he thought the word "atheist" was "too aggressive." (That's baloney, but remember we're talking about Victorian England.) He did not want it attached to his theory. Huxley obliged by creating a meaningless word, but it didn't make much difference. Evolution and atheism are still very much synonymous in the minds of many.

Following are the objections raised to last month's column. Many of them were nearly identical. But I don't think I've left any of them out:

 

The amount of mail I received, and the sometimes desperate attempts to make the case for agnosticism shows how society is winning on this issue. Many of us nonbelievers hate that poor little a-word as much as Born Agains. But it all only boils down to this: you either believe in a god or you do not. Choose. There is no middle position.

And now, I think enough has been said about this! Any more would be beating a dead horse. (What an ugly phrase to get into the language!) And I think next month I'll write about chili recipes. 

© 2001 Judith Hayes

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