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Merry Christmas!

Dearest friends,

Once again, we find ourselves in that blessed season of Christmas!  I want to extend to all of you and your families a most happy, holy, and wonderful Christmas.  I have been spending mine at home with the old family.  We’ve been drinking 1792 Bourbon and talking about reality.

Our good friend (soon to be Dr.) Bret Saunders–who you may know from the Grafton Street Band as the good looking banjo player and egg shaker extrodinaire–has authored this article for the Christmas season.  I enjoyed it tremendously and found it an insightful and warm meditation.  I hope that you enjoy.

The Gift and Excess of the Incarnation: Toward a Theology of Christmas

Bret J Saunders

Due to the legacy of St. Nicholas, if not also to the corruption of secular materialism, various gift-giving practices predominate at Christmas more than any other holiday. Perhaps it is worthwhile to suggest some philosophical and theological reflections on gift-giving—to rescue or protect the genuine Christian form of the practice from the shallow, banal versions into which it easily slides. To free or protect us from un-reflective enslavement to custom, in what follows we will pursue the the theological and philosophical basis for gift-giving.

The critique of gift-giving by postmodern French philosopher Jacques Derrida served to awaken theology to the nature of giving. Drawing on the work of anthropologist Marcel Mauss, Derrida pointed out that the structure of ancient culture was built on the ‘economy’ of the gift, meaning that communal life was structured and energized by the rules of gift-exchange. Derrida emphasized that giving was trapped within a ‘cycle’ of exchange, which required something to be given in return for any gift. He suggested that such a cycle predominates even in modern society. We always feel ‘obligated’ to ‘do something’ in return for a good received, even if only a ‘thank-you note.’ To Derrida this fact proves the ‘impossibility’ of the gift’s reception: a gift is always-already being ‘returned’ inasmuch as it has to be reciprocated (the gift never comes to rest). I think Derrida’s criticism is not mere sophistry but indicates a real danger. After all, how easy it is to slip into a mode of shopping-wrapping-giving-receiving that is driven merely or mostly by obligation. Even if I am too distant from someone to have a real sense of an appropriate or fitting gift, even if the gift I give bears little or no mark of my own personality, still I have to find ‘something’ for everyone at the Christmas gathering because I know they will have ‘something’ for me. I would be ashamed to come empty handed. The tragic necessity of reciprocity disrupts the freedom and finality (the solid goodness without negation, without deflected attention) that Derrida justly assumes to be the essence of the true gift (cf. Mt. 10:8b).

Several Christian theologians have answered Derrida with their own criticisms of his presentation. French philosopher Jean-Luc Marion denies that giving has to be trammeled by reciprocity. For example, the giver could be ‘bracketed’ or suspended if the gift simply appears ‘from out of the blue.’ In fact, St. Nicholas was (ironically) famous for giving in secret, so that recipients couldn’t even send a thank-you note. When the giver vanishes behind the gift-basket that simply appears on my front porch, this anonymity protects the freedom (randomness, surprise) and finality (sheer goodness with no strings attached) of the genuine gift. Like a child who temporarily but easily forgets his parents in the face of the new toy, I am free to enjoy the gift as gift, as given absolutely because ‘absolved’ from any expectations of return. Any wondering about the giver’s identity always rebounds—brings my attention back—to the gift itself.

The British Anglican theologian John Milbank denies that reciprocity has to trammel giving. A thank-you note or a hug do not ‘return’ the gift or preclude a moment of submersion in its enjoyment. A secondary gift need not thwart the primary gift if the former does not exactly repeat the latter. Milbank believes that “non-identical reciprocity” upholds both the freedom and finality of genuine giving: I am free to lose myself in a moment of enjoyment and ‘return’ thanks in any way I choose, when I choose. Implicit in this freedom is the possibility of expressing oneself—one’s own personality—in the (re)gift: I am free to give myself, to present myself through my present. The more I subscribe to the cultural rules of gift-exchange, rules legislated by mass culture and mere custom in the form of Hallmark cards and kitsch, the less I present myself in person through the gift.

This point opens our discussion to the theological domain of the gift presided over by the Incarnation as the greatest gift and model for proper human giving. Of course in the Incarnation God gave Himself in person. So the Gospels, especially St. Matthew and John, are permeated with language of the gift. In the trinitarian reciprocity of the Incarnation and the revelatory career of Jesus, there is a double movement in which both gift and giver vanish and reveal themselves. On the one hand, in giving the Son the paternal giver vanishes (Jn. 1:18b; 5:37), allowing Christ freedom from the law and freedom to improvise within the bounds of the ‘first commandment.’ His vanishing also secures the finality of Christ’s presence in the (gift of the) Spirit (Mt. 28:20b; Heb. 13:5). Thus in a certain respect the father gives in secret behind the scenes of history (cf. Deut 26:26). On the other hand, however, one may also say that the son vanishes behind the father he (re)presents. The father gives and the son receives works (Jn. 5:19, 30; 17:6), life and authority (5: 26-27, 43). Christ repeatedly emphasizes the totality of the Father’s gift: “The Father loveth the Son, and hath given all things into his hand” (3: 35; 5: 19-20,30; cf. Mt. 28:18). In repeatedly emphasizing his own reception Christ gestures beyond himself—empties himself, becomes a transparent window to the father’s own gift and the truth that “every perfect gift is from above” (Ja. 1:17; cf. I Cor. 4:7). The son disappears that the father may give himself in person (Jn. 1:18), manifesting his own personality as the constantly giving “Father of lights.”

So the father too shows/gives himself as final and free (cf. Mt. 24:36).

It would seem that Milbank’s resolution to the “impossibility” of the gift best fits the reciprocal vanishing/presence of the Incarnation that we see in Scripture (whose presentation would only be complete with the inclusion of the Holy Spirit [Jn. 1:32]). But here is a final point to make about the divine gift, which is that God gives in excess. First, in the sense that the Father gives everything he has to the son, withholding nothing (all authority, all power) except knowledge of the timing of the Second Coming (Mt. 24:36). Furthermore, in every ‘cycle’ of gift-exchange throughout redemptive history the Father and Son increase each other’s glory (Jn. 17:4-5; Phil. 2:9-11). Finally, this superabundant giving within the Trinity is manifest in God’s giving to us (Mt. 25:29; cf. 13:12; Mk. 4:24-25; Jn. 10:10). In the father’s name Christ gave so much that all the books of the earth would overflow with his works (Jn. 21:25).

How then must we then give? How do we, like St. Nicholas, vanish behind our gifts yet at the same time manifest ourselves through them, presenting ourselves somehow ‘in person’ to our recipients? One thing to notice is the recipients of our gifts vanish inasmuch as every gift is addressed ultimately to God through them (Mt. 25:40). Every face around the tree on Christmas morning melts away to reveal the face of Christ, so that we may receive glory from the Father (Mt. 6:1,4) just as Christ receives glory from the Father for giving himself to us. But then how do we give ‘ourselves’? Usually our gift-choosing is determined according to the personality, interests or appetites of the recipient. I may be a poor cook but I will buy you the fudge you crave. I can’t play music but I will buy you the album you want. These gifts deliver not me to you but you to yourself; they allow you moments of free enjoyment but fail to open up a way of self-revelation between us: they give but not in excess, not “more abundantly,” not “pressed down, shaken together, running over.” If we gave according to our gifts, which is after all in accord with the being of Christ’s body, then we would trade the momentary freedom/finality of the mass-produced product for the rich depth of relationship opened by the gift I bake or compose out of my own passion, skill and personality.

If we give in this way, founded upon such a transcendental basis, our reciprocation would always be non-identical andl always in excess:“Give and it will be given to you . . .” (Lk. 6:38).

Bubbles

Thanks to Klaus.

Ryan Adams – Cold Roses – Delicious

You’ve gotta check it out a two disk delicious production by Ryan Adams called Cold Roses.

I recommend the songs “Magnolia Mountain” and “Let it Ride.”

That’s all,

Lord Bloch

reading emerson

After my grandmother passed away last year, my family picked through her eclectic library. I found an old Ralph Waldo Emerson book entitled ESSAYS: first series.

Inside this book was an old note, presumably from one of her friends:

Enjoyed the “Essays” tho must admit I didn’t wade into all of them as I find Emerson difficult but worthwhile reading. Thanx. Rondall Maher

The note, on a piece of thin yellow paper, was left on a page containing the following poem that made me think of many of you.

FRIENDSHIP.

A ruddy drop of manly blood
The surging sea outweighs,
The world uncertain comes and goes,
The lover rooted stays.
I fancied he was fled,
And, after many a year,
Glowed unexhausted kindliness
Like daily sunrise there.
My careful heart was free again, —
O friend, my bosom said,
Through thee alone the sky is arched,
Through thee the rose is red,
All things through thee take nobler form,
And look beyond the earth,
And is the mill-round of our fate
A sun-path in thy worth.
Me too thy nobleness has taught
To master my despair;
The fountains of my hidden life
Are through thy friendship fair.

The Ever Present Subject of Technology

Thoughts?

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Robin Pecknold hasn’t left forever!

Phew!  Fleet Foxes has been off of the radar for a bit, after leader Robin Pecknold took a bit of a hiatus to regain a connection to his Muse with a couple side projects that turned out really well (White Antelope and touring with Joanna Newsome).

So, it’s a relief afterall, dearest ones, to know that Fleet Foxes will be releasing a new album soon!  They’ve mixed it and they’re pretty happy with it.  So, I own that you can be expecting that in the nearness.

Okay, I’m baking some Cornish game hens in the oven, to which I needs must tend.

Not with the fortunate only,

Peter

something to see: THE SEVENTH SEAL

Imagine playing a game of chess with Death during the Black Plague in order to stall your time on earth while you attempt to figure out for realz whether there exists a God right after you fought in a Crusade. Worth a watch, I say.

Some actually impressive Dylan Covers

These covers by Antony and the Johnsons of Bob Dylan are pretty awesome, and they might even rival Robin Pecknold’s (White Antelope, Fleet Foxes).

Check it out “I was Young when I Left Home”
I Was Young when I Left Home

http://www.aquariumdrunkard.com/2010/10/27/antony-and-the-johnsons-the-dylan-covers/

Temporal Bilingualism

Waka Waka

Shakira recorded a song for the most recent world cup that I don’t understand in terms of what it has to do with soccer, or sports, or the international unity that the world cup supposedly incites. The music video that goes with the song has a few clips of kids playing soccer, but as you might expect, it is mostly about the brevity of Shakira’s skirt. (And by that I mean the truth-telling obligation of her hips.)

Nevertheless, it is slightly catchy. And, Shakira recorded two versions of the song, one in Spanish, one in English. And even better, she was too lazy to record the different versions with different ensembles. So the instrumentation between the two is identical, and only the vocals differ. Which means that they are in-time parallel translations of each other.

This actually makes for some fun. You can listen to them side by side. Literally, one of the left, one on the right:

http://henrian.com/f/wakawaka.mp3

I recommend headphones or good stereo separation of your speakers for maximal effect.

The interesting thing about this is that most people cannot normally produce two languages contemporaneously, so we don’t usually have to worry about filtering one out. But here you have to, and it’s hard, because the streams of language are produced by the same person, thus, in the same timbre, volume, pitch, etc.

American Sign Language

Also in kind, one of my roommates is a nearly native speaker of ASL. She started around the age of seven, and went to graduate school for her masters at a predominantly deaf school—they let some hearers in, like her, but everything’s taught in ASL. So she’s fluent, to say the least.

And when we’re at linguistics happy hour or some party, and some of the deaf linguists are there, she’ll often contemporaneously produce English and sign. Or vice-versa.

The thing is, it is vice-versa. Not both together. I can’t tell because I don’t know ASL, but she informs me that the two streams are not equivalent. One grammar suffers at the cost of producing the other. When she’s producing both, she says, the signs she makes are direct translations of disparate portions of the English. So it’s almost like a really bad computer translator that translates, very literally, one word or just a couple words at at time. So the deaf listeners, well, watchers, have to fill in the gaps.

Which is all to say that I’m skeptical that Thomas Jefferson really wrote parallel English and Greek with each hand. I believe that one of them must have suffered. I want to see the manuscripts. And also to know Greek. I don’t doubt that Jefferson was supremely intelligent, but producing two languages at once is something that is hardly ever useful, especially not in humanity’s history (we only have one set of vocal cords, and ASL is a relatively recent invention), and it is extremely taxing on brain power. We weren’t made for it, so I don’t think we can actually, really-truly, do it.

Austin

A recent contributor1 to the esteemed publication known as The Pequod speculated that Austin is, perhaps, the hub of all that is cultured and beautiful and good in the modern world.

I would like to confirm that this is true, and also to state that I wholly support everyone moving to Austin. I think that is a wonderful idea.


1. One usually notorious for his judgmental, pessimistic demeanor.