al gore: ideas over rhetoric

Al Gore spoke at NYU yesterday. A transcript can be found here, or, if you don’t mind sitting through all the introductory speakers, video can be found here. (note: It should be illegal to post video without means to fast forward.) The speech, on energy security and climate change, is incredible. It’s optimistic, it’s inspiring, and it’s full of big, bold, revolutionary ideas like the following:

(F)irst of all, we should start by immediately freezing CO2 emissions and then beginning sharp reductions. Merely engaging in high-minded debates about theoretical future reductions while continuing to steadily increase emissions represents a self-delusional and reckless approach. In some ways, that approach is worse than doing nothing at all, because it lulls the gullible into thinking that something is actually being done when in fact it is not.

An immediate freeze has the virtue of being clear, simple, and easy to understand. It can attract support across partisan lines as a logical starting point for the more difficult work that lies ahead. I remember a quarter century ago when I was the author of a complex nuclear arms control plan to deal with the then rampant arms race between our country and the former Soviet Union. At the time, I was strongly opposed to the nuclear freeze movement, which I saw as simplistic and naive. But,

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zombies

The other day, I was talking with someone and the subject of Zombie Claus came up. The guy seemed genuinely interested, so I gave him the background. Wanting to give due credit to those that had gone before, I mentioned all the various zombie attacks around North America that had preceded it. He listened in wrapped attention, jotting down notes as I spoke. Then, when I finally stopped talking, he asked for a clarification. Without the slightest hint of irony, he asked, “We’re not talking about real zombies, are we?”

The fellow, I should add, was a reporter.

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maybe we should outlaw birth control

I’ve posted numerous times here over the past few years on the so-called “fertility gap” between progressives and conservatives. Well, here’s a link to yet another article on the subject. This one comes from the “San Francisco Chronicle,” and I pass it along mainly because it mentions a statistic that I found interesting. According to this article, there’s evidence that four out of five people end up voting like their parents. Having met quite a few progressives in my lifetime who had escaped conservative households, I’d like to think that this isn’t the case, but I suspect it is. Anyway, here’s a clip. (If I get the time, I’m going to write to the author of the piece and see if she can back up the 4/5 claim with a citation. I’ll let you know what she says.)

…Over the past three decades, conservatives have been procreating more than liberals — continuing to seed the future with their genes by filling bassinets coast to coast with tiny Future Republicans of America.

Take a randomly selected sample of 100 liberal adults and 100 conservative adults. According to an analysis of the 2004 General Social Survey — a bible of data for social scientists — the liberals would have had 147 kids, while the conservatives would have had 208. That’s a fertility gap of 41 percent. Even adjusting for other variables like age and income, there is a gap of 19 percent.

Now superimpose this on a map of the United States. The highest fertility rate is found in the most Republican state, Utah, home to the Mormon Church. The lowest fertility belongs to Vermont, a state liberal enough to be the first to sanction gay unions.

The states with the next highest fertility rates, according to the latest National Center for Health Statistics survey, are Arizona, Alaska and Texas, otherwise known as “red states.” States with the next lowest fertility rates are Maine, Massachusetts and Rhode Island, all “blue states”…

But wait, you may say: the attitudes of the parents don’t determine what ideology or political party their offspring will adopt as their own. Yet they usually do.

Political scientists have long found that 4 out of 5 people with a party preference grow up to vote the way their parents voted. In fact, while many people experience a temporary rejection of their parents’ politics in very early adulthood, virtually nothing is more predictive of your political ideology than that of your parents — it’s more of a determining factor than income, education or any other societal yardstick…

Now, will someone please take my idea for a “Condomless Progressive Orgies” movement seriously?

update: I just heard back from the reporter. Here’s her response:

I’m out of the office so I don’t have my notes with me, but the best research done on this topic has come from the University of Michigan’s poli sci dept. I’d recommend perusing their department web site or contacting them directly if you want to get your hands on the raw data…. Good luck — Vicki Haddock

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my thoughts on being disliked

Last night, as I was trying to get Clementine to brush her teeth, after motioning for me to go away, she said, “Daddy, I don’t like you. I like Mama better.” It was said calmly and clearly. (I remember being kind of impressed at the time that she’d used the word “better.”) I’d be lying if I said that it didn’t hurt, but I was kind of expecting something like this to happen. I just wasn’t expecting to hear it so well verbalized and at such a young age. Anyway, I tried as best I could not to let it get to me and we went on about the bedtime ritual. I might have said, “That hurt Daddy’s feelings, Clementine,” but I didn’t dwell on it. I still told her that I loved her and kissed her, and all of her stuffed animals, goodnight. I did, however, bale out on Linette and her earlier than usual, to go downstairs and watch “Prison Break.” (I debated whether or not I should lie and say it was something better, but it was “Prison Break.”)

Well, apparently she picked up on the fact that I’d left early and connected it to her earlier comment. A few minutes after I left, I heard her feet on the staircase, and I heard Linette say to her, “You can go down. I’ll wait here.” Once she reached the bottom of the stairs, she poked her little head around the corner, saw me, and said, “I’m sorry, Daddy.” Then she scooted across the floor, gave me a big hug, and asked if I wanted to watch her spin around on her Sit-n-Spin (which I did).

Later, I found out that it wsn’t Linette’s idea either. She said that Clementine told her that she wanted to go downstairs and tell me that she was sorry. I thought that was pretty cool. (Although, now that I think about it, I suppose it could have all been part of an elaborate plan to squeeze a few more Sit-n-Spin rotations into the day.)

Anyway, I knew it was coming. I knew that one day she’d say something like that. I just wasn’t expecting for it to end so sweetly… She’s got a temper, but she’s a good, sensitive kid, and I couldn’t be happier with her.

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is it possible to compete with the likes of mars hill?

My friend Murph sent me a link a few days ago to an article on Salon about a fellow named Mark Driscoll who operates a church in Seattle called Mars Hill. For the most part, the article didn’t tell me a lot that I didn’t already know about the modern evangelical movement. This church, like many others in the mega-church movement, is run by a young, charismatic leader who preaches Hell fire and damnation, talks with relish about the end times, and urges his flock to multiply prodigiously. The twist is, this particular pastor has had a great deal of success with the young, tattooed and pierced set. The writer of the piece, it seems, feels as though this is what makes the story interesting — the fact that Driscoll has been successful in packaging and selling an “edgy” Jesus to disenfranchised hipsters on the margins of society. When I read it, however, the thing that most strikes me is the depth and the sophistication of the infrastructure supporting Driscoll’s followers, and how seductive it all sounds. They haven’t just constructed a stern yet cool, father-like Jesus that resonates with today’s young adults (who, according to the artice, crave discipline), but they have created a real, thriving community network that ties together their followers and reinforces them.

Single church members live in dormitories, or rent rooms in the houses of married church members. Every opportunity is taken to introduce single male and female members to one another. (On average, the Mars Hill congregation sees 100 marriages a year between members.) Meals are shared. Childcare is provided. And people, generally speaking, are looked out for. If not for all the talk of an angry God, women being subsurviant to their husbands, and the rest of it, I’d find it pretty appealing. (Of course, I also think that Jim Jones was really on to something in Guyana.)

(For an interesting perspective, read the blog of a former Mars Hill member here. While he had to leave, once he began to question the fundamentalism of the church, you can tell that he really misses the social aspects.)

Anyway, the piece led to a good discussion between Murph and I on the nature of community, the importance of inter-personal connections, and the seeming inability of the non-fundamentalist left to build similar models. And I was thinking that perhaps it would be a good discussion to have here.

And, here, in the way of introduction, is a clip from the Salon article:

“Driscoll promises his followers they don’t have to reprogram their iTunes catalog along with their beliefs — culture from outside the Christian fold isn’t just tolerated here, it’s cherished. Hipster culture is what sweetens the proverbial Kool-Aid, which parishioners here seem to gulp by the gallon. This is a land where housewives cradle babies in tattooed arms, where young men balance responsibilities as breadwinners in their families and lead guitarists in their local rock bands, and where biblical orthodoxy rules as strictly as in Hasidism or Opus Dei”…

He riffs about waiting in a supermarket checkout line behind a woman who said to him, “You sure got a lot of kids! I hope you’ve figured out what causes that.”

“Yeah,” he flipped back. “A blessed wife. I bet you don’t have any kids.” The congregation hoots and hollers. “That shut her up,” he mutters….

The stand-up routine-like delivery no doubt has them rolling in the aisles, but, again, that’s not the thing that interests me about Mars Hill. It’s not the fact that they’re selling religion as entertainment, or that they’re pushing the “full quiver” brand of birth control, but that the people seem so genuinely happy in the tightly-knit community they’ve built together. When you join the church, you truly join a family, in the best sense of the word. Yes, they’re religious fanatics obsessed with repopulating their city (and the country) with Christian warriors, but they seem truly content. Clearly there’s a hunger for this type of community, and they seem to have found a way to address that need.

And this model is growing. Through the organization Acts 29, 60 new churches have been accepted into the Mars Hill network over the past year.

So, my question is this: How can we, the non-Biblical-literalists, compete? What do we offer in terms of real community? And, even if we did offer some sort of sustainable infrastructure here on Earth, what do we have for people to look forward to on the other side? Having read this article, I’m finding it hard to imagine a competitive model. And, even if we had a competitive vision and the community infrastructure to pull it off, we’d still lose on the grounds of fertility (unless we really get serious about those condomless progressive orgies I’ve been advocating). So, with all that said, I’m very sad to have to present this next piece of prophecy… It is my belief that so-called progressives are headed toward extinction.

[This post was brought to you by Jesus Camp.]

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