Note, 11.9.18: I wrote this 6 or 7 months ago. I’ve made a couple of addenda to the text since then, some notated. My concerns have only compounded, leading me to resign as a Zen priest. I hear from people all the time who share my concerns, who have severed ties with Zen groups, left centers, and lost faith. It is a real crisis, and my reasonableness and careful considerations, in some evidence in the article, have been replaced by a traverse through stages of grief for what I consider the likely end of a valid Zen experiment in America.
“When you come to a fork in the road, take it.” Yogi Berra
The United States and much of the modern world stand at a political crossroads. The stakes feel extremely high, the threats potentially the most catastrophic since the fall of the Soviet Empire. Autocrats consolidate power in the most powerful nations on earth. The greatness of unprecedented collective human success and well being casts dark shadows on natural environments worldwide. New technologies emerge and permeate our minds and lives, amplifying every mistake and human foible; corruption gets painfully revealed, emotions get played, and this often results in drastically skewed perspectives. In this pressured atmosphere a kind of cultic fundamentalism has overwhelmed American public dialogue – at least the fundamentalists have. College professors are shouted down, biased pundits troll each other, orchestrated riots eliminate rational discussion, angrily hurled slogans replace dialectic. Politics in this country has always been a contact sport. It is qualitatively different now, and we all feel it.
For a host of possible reasons, many visible American Buddhist teachers and organizations have made their political affiliations increasingly overt. Rather than seeking nuanced methods of reasoned inquiry toward grounded solutions for complex problems – or more importantly, the maintenance of a space for the cultivation of a sound personal foundation for that potential – many clergy and community leaders are enthusiastically adding their force at one ideological extreme. It might be considered the working end of sharp red wedge. Obviously motivated by a sympathetic impulse to counteract the abusive tendencies of those in power and support the citizenry’s most disenfranchised members, more and more these and other cultural leaders overcompensate by aligning themselves and the traditions they represent with outmoded political and destructive social views that are at times antithetical to the received spirit of those traditions: prejudicial, tribalist, victimized, scientifically unsound, and vociferously illiberal. There are no commonly visible exceptions, critics, or voices of dissent, and I’ve come to wonder if all light between American Buddhism and radical leftism has been eclipsed.
Note 11.22.18: I’ve been told by a couple of folks that this post is too angry, or that I am. My response is one, this piece really doesn’t seem that angry to me. More just disappointed and resigned. And two, I think half the problem is not enough people are angry enough that their religion has been stolen by race-baiting communists.
This title sounds like an inspiring metaphor for some simple holiness possible in the midst of our complex, fallen world. And that’s not a bad potential topic. But this morning it’s an image that arrived unbidden as I continue to contemplate, synthesize, and come to terms with how it is American Soto Zen Buddhism has (to borrow a crude line from a very funny movie) gone “full retard”. This is to say that they recently went right ahead and declared themselves the spiritual vanguard of the neo-Marxist cultural revolution. In practice, this means they have outed themselves as a Maoist brainwashing cult. Continue reading “Temple on a Trash Heap”→
I queued this to what I think is a watershed moment in a fascinating discussion, held from being infuriating solely by Peterson keeping his relative cool and eloquence responding to questions hardly befitting a high school student, much less a puffed up professional journo. She carefully tries to lay traps, but is so outmatched they end up clamping on her own fingers and toes. Like lobsters? It’s not that she’s dumb; clearly she isn’t. But she is obviously utterly possessed by ideology.
I have points I’d like to drill down on myself with Peterson, points of real divergence. I first discovered him some years ago now, and have watched his ascension with fascination, and appreciated his support of ideas and feelings with which I broadly sympathize. He has been and appears to be increasingly wrong on certain things. I find little to disagree with here, also sharing his world weariness about the sheer stupidity of the ideologies that seem to hold our cultural elite in zombified thrall. Ideologies that for all their spun candy floss seems to basically boil down to simply: “White (orange) man bad. Brown lady good.”
JP: “Part of the problem in discussions like this, and the reason I think that it indicates ideological possession, is that it becomes so predictable.”
GQ: “But having a coherent ideology means that it is predictable.”
JP: “You don’t need an ideology.”
Exactly! No ideology – not feminist, not nationalist, not antifascist, not even anarchist. Just questions, faith, and reason. Takes courage, intelligence, and care. Many today would seem to rather trade those in for self-righteousness, anger, and resentment.
All of my favorite painters are turning out to be old British mods. It shouldn’t be so surprising, I guess. I like how he talks honestly about what it’s like to really be an artist trying to work at a deeper level, devoid of jargon and political nonsense.