The Good Stuff: 2018 Edition

I’m a sucker for retrospectives. In case you are too, here’s the best of what changed me in 2018. (I’m excluding published academic work because, well, where to start?)

Bryan Caplan’s “Ideological Turing Test” changed how I think about disagreement. Here’s a good introduction: https://goo.gl/6uiZLY

Studies like this one led me to leave my phone elsewhere while I’m working. https://goo.gl/ttB6vY

Apple’s new Screen Time feature forced me to confront my phone overuse. I’ve since deleted most fun apps, and it’s been liberating. https://goo.gl/1hiXke

Michael Huemer’s succinct argument for vegetarianism convinced me to commit fully in 2019. https://goo.gl/AQBcjk

That’ll be easier after discovering that vegan food can be just as good as the animal stuff. Of everything I cooked in 2018, this was the most revelatory dish: https://goo.gl/L4Hvud

More revelatory still was devising a process to freeze coffee beans. https://goo.gl/DorSSW

Tyler Cowen reminded me to reflect back others' potential (and be grateful for those who've done so for me). https://goo.gl/7iELxr

I began to worry that some liberty-minded folks confuse prosperity with fairness. https://goo.gl/8c6KE4

This lecture by Jacob Levy changed my views on American liberty (and taught me how to deal with bad audience questions). https://goo.gl/6odHT7

Nancy Duarte helped me see a rhetorical strategy common to great speeches. https://goo.gl/MBWaiq

I found that Stephen Fry had summarized (in that sonorous voice) my views on theism. https://goo.gl/jecijx

(If the Lord does exist, His work looks like Rebecca Traister helping men make sense of #metoo.) https://goo.gl/6zjDMP

The Aubrey/Maturin audiobooks have been a constant delight this year. Smart, beautifully written, and surprisingly philosophical. Get the Patrick Tull readings. https://goo.gl/5fn4Ef

And finally, I was deeply moved by this documentary about Fred Rogers, perhaps the most virtuous man of our time. https://goo.gl/omCJqK

The Social Problem with Evangelicalism

I’ve been thinking a lot lately about Evangelicalism. What’s been troubling me is this: Evangelicals cannot accept that there’s more than one way to live well. (That may be true of most fundamentalisms, but I’ll treat the case closest to home. And obviously I’m considering only popular doctrine; this won’t hold true for everyone who claims the mantle.) Socially, this means on principle that they cannot treat non-adherents as equals. Personally, it means they cannot show them love.

Evangelicals talk a lot about being “sanctified,” set apart from “the world.” That may seem innocuous—communities are by definition set apart in some sense—but in practice it means feeling set apart from this person and that person. And not just set apart, but superior. Spiritually better, of another kind altogether. Evangelicals view neighbors with a kind of pity, and are rather uninterested in understanding the depths of others' beliefs. Indeed, these are often threatening. (To choose one example among many: I couldn't listen to secular music until I left for college.) They cannot countenance that there are many different ways to be good and live a good life.

I’m mostly interested in the personal problem: Evangelicals think this distancing is compatible with loving their neighbor, when in fact it cuts them off from genuine love. They can show loving acts but not agape. That’s because their love always attaches to some imaginary version of the person rather than the person themselves, accepted for who they are.

Suppose someone says “I love you, and I can’t wait for you to look like a young Brad Pitt.” We’d think this a strange sort of love! Now it’s perfectly possible to love someone and wish they’d change at the margins: lose a little weight, stop smoking, drive better, etc. (Ask any married couple.) But at some point, asking someone to change too much feels akin to asking that they become someone else, and that no longer feels like love.

Love, we think, requires deep acceptance.

It also requires a desire that the other person should flourish, and—here’s the crucial part—flourish on their own terms. Again, we’d think it a curious kind of love to say “I want you to flourish in exactly the way I prescribe.” That’s not love, it’s dominion. And yet that’s exactly the sentiment Evangelicals repeat to friends and loved ones; there’s only one right way to live—how lucky that believers stumbled upon it out of infinite possibilities!—and anyone who chooses otherwise is defective, is lacking in a real sense.

I don’t see any way for Evangelicals to stick to their literal interpretation of scripture—which says that everyone must believe exactly as they do (even other believers!)—while also showing genuine love to others.