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Appendix C

 Two Related Topics

 

equestrian statue and thick royal palm in an upscale
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Simón Bolívar

‘Liberator’ of Colombia, Venezuela and Ecuador from Spain

 dominates an upscale plaza in central Cartagena


Related topics:    1. Mass psychosis;    2. Re-finding his faith

 

1.  On the phenomenon of ‘Mass psychosis’ – continued from the Frontispiece, footnote 2[1]  

 

(Refer back to the Frontispiece, footnote 2 for a better understanding of how the idea of 'mass psychosis' arose in connection with our 'look at' the present literary work, mj lorenzo's Hooked on Cocaland, a fictional travel diary which, upon initial reflection, might seem little related to the phenomenon of 'mass psychosis'. )


Dr. Lorenzo tells the story that he first got the idea of the possibility of the real scientific existence of such a thing as ‘mass psychosis’ from Carl Jung. In his reading of, and about, the extremely wise sage, Jung, over the early years (starting in 1961 at age 18, and when he studied at the C. G. Jung Institute of Analytical Psychology in Zürich in 1969), Jung’s notion of ‘psychic epidemic’ would come up here and there, sometimes in the foreground, sometimes in the background. In fact it came up in a big and noticeable way already on page 14 of the very first book of Jung’s writing mj lorenzo ever read, and that was at age 18 in 1961.[2] It was a constant of psychologist-psychoanalyst-psychiatrist-philosopher Jung’s scientific understanding of mankind, that not only individuals could become psychologically disturbed, but also whole groups of people simultaneously, even whole societies, or a whole human realm within a society, all of them at once and in the same exact way. In his book, Psychology and Alchemy, for example, Jung traced the history of the psychology of the entire Western civilization's ‘modern’ Western mind, the major significant mental leaps modern Western man had taken, starting with the Enlightenment in the 16- and 1700s: when it rejected all mythology, and even Christian religion and theology as ‘primitive’ and ‘illusory’, until the very worst happened: “...The fire chilled to air, and the air became the great wind of Zarathustra and caused an inflation of consciousness which, it seems, can be damped down only by the most terrible catastrophe to civilization, another deluge let loose by the gods upon inhospitable humanity.”[3]  In other words, Jung was saying: Western civilization after the Enlightenment suffered a mass, civilization-wide manic-like ‘disturbance’ of the ‘psyche’, a 'psychic epidemic', or 'mass psychosis', which, finally fanned by the grandiosity of Nietzsche’s Zarathustra and other writings (and other cold and grandiose philosophies coming from other Western writers and thinkers, especially Freud), spawned two horrific world wars, a Cold War with the Communist world, and a war with global Muslim-extremist terrorism. Jung wrote these words in his Psychology and Alchemy during World War II, and was not aware as yet of the last two of these four global wars, but had he been, he would have included them as part of the ‘psychic disturbance’ he was describing, thought the Dr., because both the Cold War and the war with Global Islamic-Extremist Terrorism had been fed by mass hysteria and crazy psychotic group-think on both sides of those conflicts, ‘an inflation of consciousness’, as Jung put it, or a ‘psychic epidemic’, as he also called it, just as World Wars I and II each had been. And the Dr.'s own term for it was 'mass psychosis'.

 

Over the Dr.’s lifetime a progression of understanding of mass psychosis can be traced as part of his mental growth, if one looks back over his life from his present age of 74 (in 2017). As mj was growing up he put it together from an early age, first of all from watching movies about World War II, but eventually from reading too, that expansionist Nazi Germany and expansionist Imperial Japan, both, were experiencing a kind of craziness that infected practically everyone in their citizenry. World War II movies were particularly good at getting across the crazy group-think and machine-think of the paranoid and grandiose propaganda-infected German populace. By the time of the publication of the present work in 2017, the Dr. considered Nazi Germany the ‘classic’ illustration of ‘mass psychosis’. (See letter h. below, 'The Germans before and during World War II'.) U. S. Americans, too, were revved up as a people during WW II, en masse, practically every citizen after the Japanese attacked undefended Pearl Harbor without ever declaring war; but throughout his life he never thought of the American anger, panic and obsession with aggression during most of WW II as anything but realistically defensive, natural, and healthy-minded, based on real, and not imagined, or trumped-up, threats. His compatriots never did either, as far as he could tell. He was still too young and undeveloped during the 50s to understand the Korean War. But with the growing anti-Vietnam-War protests in the late 60s mj lorenzo finally began to see his own U.S., itself, now, as behaving something like WWII Nazi Germany and Imperial Japan, i.e., mongering war based on a ‘wrong’ or ‘misguided’ perception of ‘threats’ to its welfare around the globe.

 

Then suddenly his personal experience and comprehension of the phenomenon of ‘psychic epidemic’ reached a crisis point. During 1970-71 he suffered a near- (or some said ‘complete’) nervous-breakdown which was partly triggered by Nixon’s invasion of Cambodia and the Kent State massacre. As he wrote The Remaking, during that 12-month period, and trip, he finally began to move from the language of ‘mistake’ to the language of ‘psychosis’ in his view of his own people, including himself. As that year progressed, and as he thought about it in later years, and as he saw how ‘crazy’ the Vietnam War had made even him, himself, he began to understand how ‘crazy’ his compatriots must have been feeling too, were they pro-war or anti-war, right or left; and he described this personality split which was occurring among his people (pro-war vs anti-war; political Right vs political Left) in the language of his own split self, ‘Mortimer’ and ‘Jack’, Mortimer being the side of himself allied with his Evangelical Christian pro-war parents, and Jack, the rebellious side which blocked traffic in Washington, D.C., during the May Day demonstrations of 1972, hoping to stop the functioning of government and grind the mechanics of war-making to a halt.

 

In his The Remaking young Dr. Lorenzo announced to the planet that he was in the world to ‘save the human race from destroying itself’. Since it was obvious that he was never in a position to save humanity physically from destroying itself – for who but God could do that? – his readership and supporters, and even his critics, understood from 1971 on, that he meant to ‘save’ humanity spiritually, or psychologically, or in some other non-physical way, mainly by altering their inner psychic workings. But did he consider humanity, his people, and himself, any or all, to be ‘psychotic’? In The Remaking he often described all three – humanity, his people, and himself ‒ in a way that sounded as if he thought nearly everybody was crazy; he used the term 'schizophrenic' more than once; and therefore, to his most ardent students, it was clear from the first (late 1971) that mj lorenzo, in his writing – and also in the way he lived his life – was attempting to treat the ‘psychosis’ he had seen in his own people, in humanity at large, and in himself; and by means of this treatment, to ‘save the human race from destroying itself’.

 

But after that year, as the years went by, the ‘ardent students’ of mj lorenzo were clearer on this than he was most of the time. He remained muddle-headed throughout much of the 70s, 80s and 90s on the subject of ‘mass psychosis’, or ‘psychic epidemic’, with only occasional glimmers of remembrance. It was a hard thing to think about, apparently: maybe it was painful to think that your own people, including your own closest relatives and friends, including maybe even yourself, might be so benighted and gullible as to become ‘psychotic en masse’, unable to resist mass social thinking fads, and weak in maintaining firm and independent mental individuality. Or maybe he was not quite convinced yet that the thing he thought of as ‘mass psychosis’ really existed. Perhaps it should be stated in this way: mass population-wide craziness could be imagined in Nazi Germany, or Stalinist Russia, but it was much harder to see it or believe it was happening, or even COULD happen, right among his own beloved – and sacred – and usually presumably sane – people and nation.

 

During the later years of the Vietnam war, he felt at times, and halfway comprehended, that the war-favoring Right, the so-called ‘hawks’, were half-deluded about the threat which Vietnam might pose to the planet. Therefore he tended to believe the Left when they said that the Right was acting ‘illegally and immorally’ in their attempt to stop Ho Chi Minh from uniting North and South Vietnam into one country. Soon the war was over, though, and he stopped thinking about it as much.

 

Then, in Exactly How Mrs. Nixon’s Legs Saved the White House Christmas Concert, Dr. Lorenzo explored the threat that President Nixon’s ‘ego’ represented to the future well-being of the USA and the planet. As the Dr. told the story (though many thought he had invented a lot of it), both Mrs. Nixon and Fred Waring felt that the president had gotten ‘crazy’ or close to it in late ‘72, resorting to ever more extreme measures to cover up his ordering of the break-in of the National Democratic Party offices. Both felt that the President of the United States was infecting his White House staff and political party with his crazy, selfish, power-abusing, run-amok personal ego, the apparently sociopathic ego that would do almost anything to avoid getting caught at a crime he knew he had committed; and he would drag his whole nation of people through the dirty alleyways of criminal flight to do so; and therefore the entire country and world were at risk, either of catching his ego’s mental disturbance, or of suffering in some other way as a result of it. Yet the Dr. did not call this a full-blown ‘mass psychosis’ or ‘psychic epidemic’ either, and apparently did not deem it such. The main craziness lay with Nixon, and fortunately for humanity he was chased from office before he had a chance to infect very many with his craziness.

 

The editorial staff of the present series of studies of mj lorenzo's creative works, including his eleventh book, Hooked on Cocaland, have concluded, therefore, that Dr. Lorenzo for most of his adult life was only marginally concerned with the issue of ‘mass psychosis’. As the totalitarian Soviet Union was falling apart in the late 80s, it certainly looked to him for a while as if the USA had been perfectly sane and healthy in hoping for its downfall, and had been vindicated by history for their holding such a hope. Nobody was thinking or talking much about mass craziness, however. From reading Solzhenitzyn’s Gulag Archipelago the Dr. was able to see that Stalin and his people were somewhere between half-crazy and all out crazy in their senseless mass murder of their own fellow citizens, by the millions; but since the USSR’s crazy problems only marginally impinged on America’s day to day life, he still did not write about ‘mass psychosis’ or think about it very much.

 

Finally, in the years after the Islamic extremists’ attack on the Twin Towers, however, Dr. Lorenzo began to notice, really obviously for the first time in his life, a peculiar and possibly unwise build-up of emotional momentum toward a mass national mania among his own people. He first noticed it building on the Fox Cable News channel, and then among some of his own family and friends. He even coined a term to describe this culture-wide psychological momentum: 'run-amok Calvinism'. But even then it took years for a full comprehension to develop in him, of the presence of a ‘mass psychosis’ among his people. He would have found those words too extreme in the beginning. But friends and family who received his Chockawhoppin Post were able to watch the progression of his mounting ‘comprehension’ and concern. Many on his mailing list, however, thought he was the crazy one, and they, the sane; and many rejected his repeated use of the confusing term 'Calvinism', partly because it was a religious term even Calvinists failed to understand, let alone average people, and also because any use of religious terms in post-modern America was taboo, even nauseating, and worse yet repellant to the point that people were afraid to read him any more, lest they run across his crazy use of that crazy and incomprehensible term.

 

It was about this time, sometime between 2007 and 2012, during the early years of The Chockawhoppin Post, when the Dr. began to mentally collect references to ‘mass psychosis’ or general society-wide 'craziness' that popped up in books by respected thinkers, to support his growing conviction that 'mass psychosis' was a real phenomenon, and that it was happening all around him. Following are some of the examples he collected.

 

a.  The Huron of the 1600s.  Dr. Lorenzo remembered that, while working on his Waring trilogy, especially Mrs. Nixon’s Legs, when he had studied Bruce Trigger’s Children of Aataentsic in order to understand half-Huron Bill Blackburn’s reaction to powerful-white-man Fred Waring, Trigger had described a two-sided tragic event that had befallen the Huron tribe and the Jesuits both, while the latter were trying to Christianize Bill’s Huron tribe during the mid-1600s.[4] After the Huron were attacked by the Iroquois and also suffered great loss of life from a Smallpox plague in the tribe, to the point that they barely had enough manpower left to function any more as a tribal society, they had experienced a spreading delusional belief that their virtual demise as a tribe was being caused by some kind of witchcraft performed by the Jesuits, by their Christian religion or God, and/or by their Christian-convert tribal members. This was a kind of ‘mass psychosis’ on a tiny tribal scale (for the Huron tribe by now was tiny), and eventually it contributed to their persecuting and killing cruelly some of the Roman Catholic Jesuit priests, and to their chasing the rest of them out of the Huron territory. Trigger, via his amazing research in Jesuit archives and elsewhere, was able to describe an astonishingly detailed course of where this delusional belief began (with one or two tribal leaders whose names were recorded in Jesuit documents), and how it spread (to many more leaders and tribal members, some even named).[5] 

 

b.  Nero’s Rome.  The Huron event reminded the Dr. that Nero too had triggered a mass psychosis over the presence of Christians in the capital city, Rome. Roman Emperor during the first century A.D., he had spread the rumor that Rome had burned because the Christians had set it on fire; this lie was meant to counter the original rumor that the populace had believed in force, until then, which was that Nero himself had started the fire that destroyed two thirds of the city. The result of Nero’s accusation was a kind of ‘mass psychosis’, a widespread delusion on a larger scale than the Huron example. The government and people bought into Nero's fabricated belief, and Nero and the Romans persecuted the Christians assiduously, as described 50 years later by the Roman historian, Tacitus, in this way: Nero “...found a set of profligate and abandoned wretches who were induced to confess themselves guilty; and on the evidence of such men a number of Christians were convicted, not indeed on clear evidence of having set the city on fire, but on account of their sullen hatred of the whole human race. They were put to death with exquisite cruelty, and to their sufferings Nero added mockery and derision. Some were covered with skins of wild beasts, and left to be devoured by dogs; others were nailed to crosses; numbers of them were burned alive; many, covered with inflammable matter, were set on fire to serve as torches during the night.... At length the brutality of these measures filled every breast with pity. Humanity relented in favor of the Christians.”[6]

 

c.  Hysterical anti-Semitism throughout European history.  The Nero episode reminded the Dr., he said, of all the pogroms against the Jews in Europe down through the centuries, often started when something big went wrong, like the bubonic plague called the ‘Black Death’, or the Germans’ loss of World War I, whenever the people didn’t know who else to blame and of course would never blame themselves, for that would require very hard psychological work. For instance there was the time that the Cossacks suffered some disaster and someone started the rumor that the Jews were to blame, the delusion spread, and the Cossacks took up arms and invaded an area of what is now Ukraine and wiped out several entire towns of Jews including men, women and children. For hundreds of years, every few decades almost anywhere in Europe there would be a pogrom against Jews, usually started by a paranoid delusion that the Jews as a group were deceiving everyone else, or stealing, or committing ritual murders of Christians, and on and on. Hitler, of course, blamed the Jews as a group for all kinds of things, and his propaganda machine whipped up hatred systematically, until the German people, most of them, deluded by one of history's most effective propaganda machines into thinking that Hitler was infallible thus incapable of error, believed everything negative that he and his Nazi party made up about the Jews, and helped in every way to have them hauled off to slave labor and concentration camps or God only knew where, by the millions, for the total annihilation of Jewry, what Hitler called 'the final solution'.

 

d.  Spain around the year 1500 under Ferdinand and Isabella.  Hyper-Roman-Catholic Spain experienced bouts of paranoid beliefs about the Jews (and Muslims; and Protestants), one of the most famous of which occurred during the reign of Ferdinand and Isabella. Dr. Lorenzo read a book about it, Dogs of God, and described it in an email to his friend, Chris Roberts of Michigan:

 

Ever since the time of Christ himself, fanatical Christian groups have deluded themselves that Christ’s ‘return’ was imminent, any second or day. They’ve all been wrong, for two thousand whole years they have been wrong, every single little group, and every single day of every single one of those two thousand years; and there were thousands of these groups over time, despite Christ's specific instruction, on more than one occasion, not to try to guess WHEN 'the end times' and his return would occur [Acts 1:7; Matthew 24:36, 42; Luke 19:11; Luke 21:8,9]: the Jehovah’s Witnesses are a current example; and the Evangelical Christian-right today; and each current group is likely wrong too, because no one really knows what the so-called 'prophetic' parts of scripture mean, in all reality, until suddenly a prophecy appears to have been fulfilled and it becomes clear. finally. what it must, or at least might, have meant: and the Spanish in the time of Ferdinand and Isabella, too, like many Christians in any century, got caught up in such delusional Christian end-time ideas on a grand national scale.

I read a book this year about the reign of Ferdinand and Isabella in Spain and there was a group psychosis going on then.[7] They all believed, like the Fundamentalist-Evangelical Christian right does now, that they were in the ‘end times’, and they almost ALL believed that once Spain chased the Muslims and Jews out, Spain would become the center point of the Christ-centered kingdom of God on earth, with Christ personally returned and present and ruling.

 

They also believed that Isabella was a version of Mary. One time she dressed up in pale blue and purposely rode a donkey to a very important royal occasion, just in order to forward such a notion. This book was captivating, it was so full to overflowing of shocking tidbits like these.

 

Some Spanish believed that the Jews practiced a Passover ritual during which they would sacrifice a Christian child. At times Christians in a particular village or city in Spain would become possessed by this notion with respect to the local Jewish populace, and they would spread mass psychotic panic throughout the town until action was taken against the Jews, either pogrom-like violence, or Inquisition-type violence.

 

Spain’s mass manic delusion during the reign of Ferdinand and Isabella was actually much more developed and complex than all of this. The monarchs, priests, monks and populace believed crazily (even manically) that the year 1500 had a magical religious significance, and that if they could eradicate all of the Jews and Muslims from Spanish soil before the year 1500, Christ would then return during that year, physically and in person, and set up his Kingdom on the finally ‘pure’ Christian Spanish soil! So they did go ahead and eradicate both groups. In a panic. Before 1500. All Jews and Muslims were forced to either emigrate or convert to Christianity. No one ever complained much about the loss of the Muslims, that I have heard about, but as for the Jews, subsequent generations of Spanish kings and queens operated in a royal financial knowledge vacuum, because royalty had thoughtlessly and in a psychotic panic kicked out all of their canny Jewish financial advisers; and within a hundred years or so, Spain, despite unending piles of gold and silver hauled in from the New World, and without the faintest sign of Christ’s return, was worse than bankrupt, just like any manic patient in my psychiatric practice would have been after behaving in such a bizarre and manic way. In fact I think this particular example of mass psychosis bears quite a bit of resemblance to psychiatry’s diagnosis of ‘Manic episode with psychotic features’. 

 

e.  The Colombians during La Violencia (The Violence). "...on 9 April 1948,... Gaitán was assassinated, shot down in a Bogotá street." (Harding, p. 20.) "Gaitán's assassination... [was] the most important and far-reaching event in Colombia's twentieth-century history." (Martin, p. 44.) "The assassin was killed by enraged gaitanistas, and his motives remain a mystery to this day [written in 1996]. Conservatives tend to believe in a plot by left-wingers intent on overthrowing the government in a wave of disorder, while Liberals prefer to see a Conservative conspiracy to eliminate the certain winner of the next election. Whatever the motive, the gaitanista mob went wild, setting off an 11-day orgy of looting, pillaging and killing in the capital and other cities.... Thus began a nightmare period of communal violence, known to Colombians simply as La Violencia, as though it were a natural phenomenon, beyond the powers of human beings to comprehend or control.... To this day [1996] rational discussion of the causes and expressions of La Violencia is difficult in Colombia, and a tradition of sectarian historiography and myth-making lives on.... Atrocity followed atrocity as an undeclared civil war raged across Colombia. Perhaps as many as 300,000 people died in the fighting and massacres of the next ten years ‒ nobody is really sure." (Harding, pp. 20-22 passim.) (See Bibliography for details on Harding and Martin.) The twenty-year period of 'La Violencia' was when Colombians killed each other for just belonging to the opposite political party, as the Dr. mentioned in the present diary from his first trip to Colombia. Everyone agreed that the death toll, mostly men, was enormous. It was so enormous, in fact, that one president of Colombia asked the married men who remained ‒ while still having as many children as possible with their wife ‒ to hook up as well with the many unattached women left over by the shortage of men, and replenish the lost male population in that way too. Bigamy would not be prosecuted, until the male population was re-established. That, they say, is how Sandi and Ibrahim and Gustavo ended up with 31 half-siblings. The extreme expressions used to describe La Violencia in the above quotes support the argument that the populace had gone crazy en masse: 'enraged'; 'a mystery'; 'tend to believe in a plot by left-wingers'; 'wave of disorder'; 'conspiracy'; 'went wild'; '11-day orgy of looting, pillaging and killing'; 'nightmare period of communal violence'; 'beyond the powers of human beings to comprehend or control'; 'rational discussion... is difficult'; 'myth-making lives on'; 'Atrocity followed atrocity'; '300,000... died'; 'massacres'; 'nobody is really sure'.


thoughtful young Colombian male
            in the shade of his own straw hat
"...the death toll was... so enormous, in fact,
that one president of Colombia asked the married men who remained
while still having as many children as possible with their wife
to hook up as well with the many unattached women left over by the shortage of men,
and replenish the lost male population in that way too."


"that, they say, is how Sandi and Ibrahim [shown here]... ended up with 31 half-siblings"


f.  The English leading up to World War II.  Winston Churchill described the dangerously inappropriate pacifism of the English during the years leading up to World War II, while the Germans were building up to war- readiness on a grand scale (and the English were refusing to admit it was happening), by saying, on page 9 of his The Gathering Storm (all underlines are ours): “History will characterize all of these transactions as insane.”[8] And then he used the word ‘insane’ again on the next page, still describing the attitude of the English prime minister, political leaders and most of the English populace, just to be sure that the reader would really understand that he meant what he was saying literally, not figuratively: that the English were ‘insane’, i.e., hospitalizably psychotic as an entire people, leaders and populace alike, during these years. But on page 10 he used a different word describing the same condition of the English people: “All this is a sad story of complicated idiocy....,” as if to recommend to readers that if they were unwilling to stretch their understanding so far as to see the English populace as psychotic, Churchill might be content with their believing that the English at least were severely deprived in the I.Q. department. But since Dr. Lorenzo had read all six volumes of Churchill’s History of the Second World War, he said, and nowhere else had Churchill ever used the word ‘insane’, he suspected his original impression was correct, that Churchill really did mean that the English had lost their minds and were literally, not just poetically, ‘insane’, meaning, as Merriam-Webster's Unabridged Dictionary defined the word (underlines ours), “disordered in mind to such a degree as to be unable to function safely and competently in ordinary human relations; compare PSYCHOTIC: marked by psychosis [which is defined as]: 1: profound disorganization of mind, personality, or behavior (1) that results from an individual’s inability to tolerate the demands of his social environment whether because of the enormity of the imposed stress or because of primary inadequacy or acquired debility of his organism especially in regard to the central nervous system or because of combinations of these factors; and (2) that may be manifested by disorders of perception, thinking, or affect, symptoms of neurosis, by criminality, or by any combination of these —  distinguished from neurosis; compare INSANITY; 2: extreme mental unrest of an individual or of a social group especially in regard to situational factors of grave import; <war psychosis>; <mass psychosis> —  compare HYSTERIA 2; synonyms: see INSANITY.”

 

It was at about this point in his mental growth that the Dr. began to be able to discern among all of these mass breakouts of craziness certain even more detailed psychiatric patterns. After the allies compelled the Germans to many big concessions at the Peace talks in 1918, at the end of WW I, the German people were in a depressed state that bordered on psychosis, and developed into actual psychosis as Hitler and his evil henchmen played on German sensitivities and whipped the populace into mass hysteria and paranoid fear of the allies, the Jews, the Gypsies and homosexuals, the communists, and on and on. Then, as the Hitler years proceeded and the Germans gradually felt better and better about themselves, their depression a thing of the past, they went out of bounds in the opposite direction, developing a mass megalomania of psychotic proportions, a mass psychotic manic disorder, fostered deliberately by Hitler and his highly honed propaganda machine. In other words, Dr. Lorenzo began to notice that a ‘mass psychosis’ could have a mood component, either depressed (very down in the dumps and paranoid, group-wide) or elated (very high and grandiose, the whole group, no matter how large, even maybe an entire nation, or most of it).

 

g. The English before World War I.  The Dr. remembered too that he had read somewhere, or seen on TV maybe, that the preachers and other leaders of Great Britain had whipped up war fury among their populace prior to entering WW I, not just as a response to the buildup of German military might, but also in a way that fed into sword-rattling and maybe even helped to cause the war by provoking Germany to war. The emphasis in that story had been that preachers and other leaders ‘deliberately infected’ the general populace with their fear and hatred of German power. This psychosis also seemed ‘manic’ to the Dr.


h. The Germans before and during World War II.  The best statement on Nazi Germany and its effect on Europe and the rest of the world that Dr. Lorenzo ever came across was that of Dietrich Schwanitz, a German writer, historian, and history professor, in his 1999 college textbook, Bildung, or, in Spanish, La cultura, p. 175 (in the Spanish translation). The following is the Dr.'s translation from Spanish: "Beneath the smoking ruins remained approximately seventy million dead. With an imprudence truly stupefying, the political leaders had unleashed the bounds of war itself, and with that a delirium of self-destruction. History had known horrifying eras, like that of the plague, or the Thirty Years' War, but never had it produced bloodbaths on the scale of those thirty years between 1914 and 1945 (not counting the years of peace between the two World Wars). It remains an enigma why it had to be as it was: was it by any chance inevitable? In any case, one thing is certain: this collective insanity started in Germany, which turned into an insane asylum in which a single crazy man made off with the power and declared war on civilization itself. Once Pandora's box was opened, there was nothing left to do but witness the worsening of the situation." Some of Schwantiz' words clearly describe a mass psychosis in the usual language of psychiatry: 'delirium'; 'collective insanity'; 'self-destruction'; and 'turned into an insane asylum in which a single crazy man made off with the power''; other expressions are more poetic and less medical, but add to the picture of 'mass psychosis': 'seventy million dead'; 'an imprudence truly stupefying'; 'unleashed the bounds of war itself'; 'bloodbath'; 'declared war on civilization itself'; Pandora's box'. It is worth noting that 'self-destruction', or self-destructiveness, is always considered, in the field of psychotherapy, a mental disorder grave enough to probably warrant psychiatric hospitalization. Schwanitz is therefore saying that his people, the German people, were hospitalizably crazy en masse from 1914 to 1945. In fact he does say explicitly: Germany was "an insane asylum." The problem was, there were no doctors or nurses treating the insane. So: it was an insane asylum without any kind of treatment or treatment personnel. It's difficult to imagine a clearer claim of mass psychosis than the phrase, "this collective insanity started in Germany, which turned into an insane asylum in which a single crazy man made off with the power and declared war on civilization itself." It's exactly the kind of thing you would expect to happen in an insane asylum where there was no treatment or treatment personnel. And yet, Schwanitz was not a psychiatrist. He was a writer and historian, and a student of comparative culture. He made it his lifelong task to compare the English and German cultures so as to understand why the Americans came out on top after WWII, not his own country, Germany; and his explanation, after many years of study, was the famous Calvinism of the English and American peoples, and the famous Lutheranism of the Germans. Calvinism led to the English and American constitutions and their concern for the human rights of their citizens; while Lutheranism led to authoritarianism, he said. All of this can be quite well understood by a careful reading of his explicit statements and implicit references in Bildung, combined with a reading of his biography online. Since his textbook was aimed initially at German university students (in Hamburg) he often used more careful language than we have used in our summary above, but it's all there in Bildung. For more information on his European history textbook, Bildung, see Afterthought 6 and its footnote 14; and also see 'Schwanitz' in the Bibliography.


7 little barefoot boys in
            shorts play in dirt path amid thatch-roof shacks, flooded
            yards and fiesta street decorations in the Hand of God
            barrio
"Bigamy would not be considered illegal, until the male population got re-established."

little boys of Santisima Cruz' Hand of God neighborhood
seem proof that a re-population campaign is still under way


After thinking about all of this, and even more examples, too many to list, the Dr. felt he was in pretty good company believing that an entire nation or a significant part of a nation’s populace could become psychotic all at once, by contagion as it were. The ‘contagion’ aspect was what had helped Carl Jung to call it a ‘psychic epidemic’. But the Dr. still worried he might be abusing his title and career of ‘Psychiatrist’ by going a little bit beyond Jung and calling it ‘mass psychosis’; so one day he checked the DSM-IV to see if he had any leg to stand on, as far as the Psychiatry profession was concerned; and he was amazed to discover all of the support he needed, even though the subject had never been taught in any of his training programs, and had never been discussed, to his knowledge at least, by the profession in any way, except by Carl Jung and the Jungians. (See Bibliography under Diagnostic and Statistical Manual of Mental Disorders Fourth Edition.)

 

He found that most of the instances of group craziness or ‘mass psychosis’ he had heard of, fit the DSM-IV diagnoses of ‘Delusional Disorder’ (p. 296) and ‘Shared Psychotic Disorder’ (p. 305), when the two diagnoses were combined in the same group of people. And the DSM-IV even allowed the possibility that a mental illness they named ‘Shared Psychotic Disorder’ “...can occur among a larger number of individuals...” (see pg. 305, first paragraph, under 'Diagnostic Features'). When two people were psychotic together, the disorder was called by the French term, ‘Folie à Deux’ (craziness of two), said the DSM-IV. But the American Psychiatric Association Diagnostic and Statistical Manual provided no term for when a psychosis was shared by a larger number of people, even though it granted that such was possible; so the Dr. invented the term Folie en masse, where, in French, ‘Folie’ means ‘craziness’, and ‘en masse’ means ‘in a body’ or ‘as a whole’, or, in this case, ‘as a group’.

 

Since, according to his observations from studying history, as above, the ‘Delusional Disorder’ could have a ‘mood component’ of up or down, i.e., manic or depressed, it appeared as if there must be three basic kinds of ‘mass psychosis’: (1) mass depressed-and-paranoid Delusional disorder; (2) mass manic-and-grandiose Delusional disorder; or (3), the two kinds could be ‘mixed’ in the same group of people.

 

The progression of the Dr.’s conviction that his people were currently possessed en masse by some kind of psychosis began during the years of the younger Bush’s presidency, after the bombing of the twin towers on 9/11/01. His conviction grew and grew, and was given special impetus after investigative news reporters showed, and the Bush administration finally admitted, that none of the suspected international crimes of which the Bush administration had been paranoiacally (or prevaricatingly) accusing Iraq and its leader, Saddam Hussein, had occurred. And it was another kick in the groin when Bush Jr., just before leaving the White House, confessed that his disgustingly brazen invasion of Iraq had been ‘a mistake’. In other words, Bush’s advisers had been deluded or were lying; and they had then infected President Bush 43 with their deluded fears (or lies) that Iraq had weapons of mass destruction and was going to use them; and president Bush 43 had then infected his American people with a mass paranoid delusion about Iraq and Saddam Hussein, on the basis of which Congress, pressured by its psychotically infected constituents, all of this in reaction to the bombing of the twin towers, then voted to invade Iraq in huge military numbers, and did so with magnificent destruction of Iraqi life, and even more magnificent destruction of the means (essential infrastructure like water and electric) for living Iraqi life: WHEN IRAQ HAD HAD LITTLE OR NOTHING TO DO WITH THE BOMBING OF THE TWIN TOWERS!!! Their craziness was so great that Bush and his administration collaborated carefully with the TV news media to broadcast the nighttime bombing of Baghdad, to delight and satisfy the American populace with the spectacle of what he and his administration had decided to advertise proudly as the 'shock and awe' of terror-inducing nighttime bombing of a Middle-Eastern major city with a storied sacred past as far back as the Babylon of the Bible and beyond.

 

After Barack Obama was elected president in 2008, and the fear of speaking out against the CRAZY Bush administration was therefore gone, the Dr. experienced an explosion of de-repressed anger which he voiced in a set of emailed newsletters he called The Chockawhoppin Post, most sent from Mexico where he was retired. The angry run of Posts began in 2009 and by the end of 2010 had petered out in frequency and fury. He had shot his wad on the subject of ‘mass psychosis’ without ever using the term. Instead, he had called his country’s craziness in invading a large and heavily militarized Middle Eastern Muslim country during the younger-Bush years, a country which had never laid a finger on the USA, and an act which could produce painful consequences for the USA lasting many generations: ‘run-amok Calvinism’.[9]


Although, to the Dr.'s credit, the Merriam-Webster's Unabridged Dictionary's definition of "amok" is "possessed with a murderous or violently uncontrollable frenzy <an amok soldier>;" which sounds crazy enough.


And for more on 'run amok' try Hendrickson's Encyclopedia of Word and Phrase Origins (see Bibliography), p. 457: "In 1516 an Englishman translated an Italian work that said of the Javanese, 'There are some of them (under the influence of opium) who... go out into the streets and kill as many people as they meet... These are called Amuco'. Within a century, to run amok was common in English for 'running viciously mad and frenzied for blood'. The word amok comes ultimately from the Malay amoq, meaning attacking desperately, or murdering in a state of frenzy, and was originally applied to an animal in a state of rage," which sounds close enough to Bush and his administration with respect to Iraq, we think, to consider mj lorenzo more right than right, once again.


high bamboo garden pot stand with nopal decked
            by pink mandevilla

Dr. Lorenzo's ('world-famous') Mexican patio garden in November 2016: nopal and pink mandevilla





2.  Dr. Lorenzo’s ‘re-finding his faith’ and the ‘logical and scientific’ steps he took to get there at age 71.

 

Some have argued that this last-minute addition to 'a look at mj lorenzo's eleventh book Hooked on Cocaland' has nothing to do with that subject; but the Dr. insisted it 'has everything to do with everything', and he wanted it included; so we have indulged him: with apologies to our readers. But not really. For, in the end we realized that since Protestant Christian Fundamentalists and Evangelicals helped elect Donald Trump president in huge numbers (40% of the electorate, they say), maybe the following piece of writing of the Dr.'s will help us understand those rarely appreciated people called 'Bible Belt' 'Evangelicals' and thereby prepare us for the next four to eight years (or more) of U.S. and world history.


Come to think of it, another argument for including it might be to shed some light on the otherwise unexplained frequency of allusions and direct references to the Bible in the present work, which far exceed in frequency and number anything seen in previous publications at this website, i.e., in our 'look at' Dr. Lorenzo's The Remaking, or his Exactly How Mrs. Nixon's Legs Saved the White House Christmas Concert, or either of his Mexican picture stories, The Tlahualiles of Sahuayo, or A Trip with Our Lady and Lord and The Tin Can.


Also, it lines up with our original purpose, which was to keep the public informed of the progress of Dr. Lorenzo's thinking regarding his own past publications, and life to date, and his thinking in general, while we simultaneously present our own reactions and those of his worldwide readership, positive and negative, to him and his writing and other creative works over the years.


Dr. Lorenzo wrote the following Chockawhoppin Post in late 2014 and early 2015 after visiting his fundamentalist Christian Uncle Eddie for four months in the summer of 2014. He said he had intended to send it out to friends and family, but never did. Please note that the Dr., in inimitable mj lorenzo style, makes his ultimate point about Science and God NOT in the main text of the Post but in THE NEXT TO LAST FOOTNOTE (yuk!!!), footnote number 43, which is a MUST READ FOOTNOTE therefore, and a tucked away tidbit of the type which B. C. Duvall mentions twice in his  note from B. C. Duvall    how to read this kind of writingbut Sammy Martinez insists that footnote 43 should be read only in its proper sequence, not jumped ahead to, as a freshman student of mj lorenzo might be tempted to do. In other words: in ‘this kind of writing’, a reader should (or ‘must’) read all of the footnotes too, a fortiori, and, in the present instance, at least, in proper sequence.

 

The Chockawhoppin Post      no date

never mailed out – written late 2014 and early 2015

 

The Way to God

 

The intention of Moses, in beginning his Book with the creation of the world, is, to render God, as it were, visible to us in his works.

John Calvin
Commentaries on the First Book of Moses
Called 'Genesis'
from Calvin’s preface entitled ‘Argument'
(see Bibliography under 'Calvin')


burnt tree
              stump surrounded by a wided variety of wildflowers,
              including red Indian paintbrush 

“We see, indeed, the world with our eyes, we tread the earth with our feet,

we touch innumerable kinds of God’s works with our hands,

we inhale a sweet and pleasant fragrance from herbs and flowers,

we enjoy boundless benefits...”

John Calvin, ‘Argument’

preface to his Commentary on Genesis
(see Bibliography under 'Calvin')

 

new growth since the 1984 volcanic eruption killed every living thing for miles

including this spot: Mt. St. Helens visitor center, Washington State

A couple of weeks before leaving Uncle Eddie and his elder daughter Marilyn in Seattle on August 22, I read the last chapter of Jolande Jacobi’s anthology[10] of the writings of the 20th century’s greatest sage, Carl Jung, her chapter entitled “The Way to God,” hoping to answer my question, Why am I even the least little bit drawn back to conservative Biblical Christianity? Especially living around Uncle Eddie’s imperfect righteousness and judging condemnation of so many people and things in this world.

 

Partly, of course, my renewed interest in Fundamentalist Christianity must be due, at least in part, to having promised Uncle, when I called him in January ’14, and he INSISTED on putting me up at little cost for as long as I wanted, that, in exchange, I would go to church with him; I was so touched by his heartwarming invitation to stay with him, I gave away the farm, or something like that.

 

I felt so uprooted by the mafia wars in Mexico and was so excited by his generosity I also promised to play in his bands with him, and help him and Marilyn (his daughter, my first cousin) in their sprawling vegetable and fruit garden. And when I got there I tried to keep these promises, whether they remembered them or not, because I like to think of myself as a man of my word.

 

I visited Uncle Eddie last when I was 12, 59 years ago, and we were great friends then, spending several fun summer weeks together at his home in Arkansas.

 

(And: my sudden need for affordable housing this past year was due to my having been chased out of my dirt-cheap rental house in Mexico by an uncommonly nasty variety of the Mexican mafia and left homeless – more on this later.) (Plus: Denver has gotten inordinately expensive for the average retiree.)

 

I was afraid I’d barely endure church, but I found I actually liked the preacher and enjoyed the church services, even though they were a little holy-roll-y[11] and I wasn’t raised that way and have always avoided such churches like The Plague. But the rock band in this church sounded like the Grateful Dead!!! Kool!!! And I was surprised I enjoyed Eddie’s weekly Saturday-morning Greek Bible class in his living room, and even the people in it. This, mind you, (darn it!), after years of ‘sanely’ hating the very idea of church and church people.

 

Am I senile then? I am 71. Well... in fact there’s still a lot I can’t stand about church and church people, quite sanely, I think, Uncle Eddie’s oracular condemnations being the prime example most recently, like his constantly proclaiming everything about government to be ‘corrupt’ and ‘evil’, etc., etc., as if he were perfect and looking down on the world from above like an archangel, when, in fact, in my humble opinion, with all due respect, of course, for I do love him, he may be a tiny bit corrupted by evil himself, the way he daily judges everyone else instead of daily confessing out loud his own impurfeckshuns.

 

“Judge not, lest ye be judged!” I admonished one day.

 

“Jesus said those words to the general public,” he answered, trying to dodge the charge; for he meant that Jesus had NOT said those words to his disciples, of whom Eddie considered himself an extension. (Therefore the Bible verse did not apply to him!)

 

Now: hardly anyone in this world can possibly know scripture by heart, verse by verse, as well as Uncle Eddie, who has been working at it for 92 years. But I thought I might have nailed him this time.

 

“He did not!” I came back. “He was talking to his disciples, one of whom you are claiming to be. I read it in Luke yesterday!”[12]

 

“Are you meaning to say,” I confronted him another day when he condemned local government mental health facilities and refused to send a young suicidal friend of his to one of those ‘corrupt and evil’ places, “that everyone I ever worked with from 1964 until 2008, 45 years in city, county, state and federal medical and mental health facilities all over Pennsylvania and Colorado, was ‘corrupt and evil’?”[13]

 

Now he tried to wiggle out of his mass condemnation of ‘all government’. (‘All government is hostile to God,’ he said one day.) “No, just here in very liberal Seattle,” he wiggled.

 

But I wouldn’t buy this wiggle-waffle either, because I knew his condemnation was much broader than that; and I told him that while there might be a few insincere rip-offs in Washington State police forces, mayor’s and state house positions and etc., I knew from much experience, firsthand and practically lifelong – experience the likes of which he could never claim to possess – that most government workers were trying their hardest to help people as much as possible. And I added, since he based every least little thing in his life on Scripture, “What about the Bible verse that says, ‘Thou shalt not speak evil of the ruler of thy people’?”

 

“Obama duh-duh-duh duhhh,” he said, mumbling something fundamentally debasing of our nation’s current president, as also is his daily habit. He thought that by ‘ruler’ I meant the U.S. President, when Paul the Apostle (in Acts 23:5) used that verse from Exodus to apologize for speaking evil of the High Priest (head rabbi), thereby teaching us, 2000 years later, that the term ‘ruler’ in Exodus 22:28 applied then and does now to all governing powers, religious and secular both. And that’s consistent with what John Calvin said, too, about respecting government authorities, whom he referred to as 'magistrates'.[14] Not that I have never in my life criticized a U.S. President (or Calvin); far from it; but Eddie DAILY thoroughly condemns and repudiates as ‘evil and corrupt’ EVERYTHING to do with government, the courts, judges, police, police chiefs, state legislature, mayor of Seattle (a ‘homosexual’, horrors! Sodom and Gomorrah!), U.S. President, Federal Reserve, U.S. banks, insurance companies, and so on, day in and day out, wearisomely, and with a superior and righteous, venomous and cold, yet inflammatory (for me) prophetic air that disgusts me and makes me feel ashamed to be related to such a crusty old kook in any way, let alone by being a FAVORITE NEPHEW!

 

Though I recognize I can be a crusty old kook too (but hopefully less often). (And less self-righteously and less arrogantly.) (MAYBE.) (Rotsa ruck.)

 

Anyway, here’s what I have RE-learned from Jung about myself and ‘the way to God’, much of it having been ‘learned’ years ago, only to become forgotten, apparently. (I first read most of this particular Jung anthology when I was a sophomore at Wrigley College, 1961-62, age 18, and then read tons of Jung’s other writings after that, down through the years, all of which touched frequently on religion, even though Jung intended his scholarship to always fall under the rubric of, ‘the science of... the investigation of the psyche’, i.e., psyche-ology, which most of shorten to psychology.)

 

1. Jung’s “The Way to God,” point one:  Religions.

 

“Religions,” Carl Jung wrote and taught on a daily basis, career-long, “are psychotherapeutic systems in the truest sense of the word, and on the grandest scale. They express the whole range of the psychic problem in mighty images; they are the avowal and recognition of the soul [psyche], and at the same time the revelation of the soul’s [psyche’s] nature.”[15]

 

So, I guess that means, despite all my enlightened scientific DOUBT about Fundamentalist Christianity’s claims to miraculous-ness, and its claims to being the one and only religion and theology – currently – or ever – having been set in motion and authorized by the One and Only True God, and in spite of my dislike of Fundamentalist Christian judgmental hypocrites: the church service, the Greek Bible study, and the interesting conversations with Uncle Eddie about Scripture and Christian practice, have been therapeutic for me in some way; apparently; ACCORDING TO JUNG. (!) (Whose every word – almost – I have always revered, not because, as someone once accused, I am gullible and passive, uncreative, and un-original, and can't think for myself and need someone else to tell me how to think; but because, after much study of others’ systems, I have felt he had the best psychological system for understanding and living life, no matter what your religion or philosophy.)

 

Carl Jung grew up in a family of high-level Swiss scholars of Ancient and Biblical Greek. His father and both grandfathers were eminent clerics and scholars in Basel, an ancient European city right on the Rhine, and on the border with France and Germany. And he studied ancient Greek from a very early age in Basel, Switzerland, in some of the best ancient European schools. So whenever Jung used the word ‘psycho’-‘therapeutic’ (as in the above quote) he did so in a way that Freud and most other psychotherapy practitioners of their day (roughly 1900-1960) never would have been caught dead doing. From an early age Jung saw the German and English root-word psyche in the word ‘psychology’ as the Greek word ψυχή (psyche); and for the rest of his life, therefore, whenever he used that root-word in whatever language, it retained all of its many original Greek meanings, i.e., breath, life, soul, spirit, heart, person, sensual desire, appetite, mind, understanding, vital principle, all in one big ball of wax.[16] And the (similarly Greek-derived) root-word therapy (θεραπεια) meant ‘healing’ or ‘medical treatment’, of course. So that ‘psychotherapy’ to Jung meant healing of the ‘spirit’, the life spirit, the understanding, the will, the life force, and even: healing of the ‘soul’ of his patients. Since the ‘soul’ was involved, the very nitty-gritty of their life essence, Jung often tried to help his patients and analysands get back in touch with the religion in which they were raised, therefore, or to find a new way of comprehending and using that or some other religion to their spirit-and-soul-healing benefit, a wisely brilliant psychotherapeutic maneuver for which he was nevertheless execrated from all sides, church and non-church, especially by the Freudians, who, when he broke with them and Freud around 1920-25, scoffed him as ‘mystical’ to the point of ‘incomprehensible’, meaning, of course, unscientific, lost, confused, and completely and irretrievably benighted by religious hocus-pocus; since the Freudians saw themselves as pure unadulterated scientists (but he saw himself in this way too), and they saw psychotherapy as a purely biology- and physical-science-based medical field of knowledge, and saw religion as Freud did, little more than an ‘illusion’ or ‘delusion’.

 

Jung went on to say, as if referring to the Freudians, that “...only the individual consciousness that has lost its connection [its relationship] with the psychic totality remains caught in the illusion that the soul [psyche] is a small circumscribed area, a fit subject for ‘scientific’ theorizing.”[17] The biggest key word in the phrase was ‘totality’. It was a theme he harped on in almost all his writing. And by ‘psychic totality’ he meant ‘conscious AND UNCONSCIOUS’; meaning this: that live, vibrant, engaged human beings, to be healthy and balanced physically and mentally, must maintain an ongoing living relationship with everything that is involved in being human, from God to gods to devils to universes to flowers to women and men and children and animals, clowns, work, play, excrement, sex, doctors, magicians, clairvoyants, heroes, paths of enlightenment, crazy whack-brained insane people, a hundred other important things, etc., and etc.; the point here being that the ‘psychic totality’ must include all sides of life, dark and light, unconscious and conscious, meaning religion too. These days we would call this ‘holistic’ thinking, ‘holistic’ healing. To be a ‘whole’ human being, you have to know ALL of life well, in other words, and especially know yourself well, not just the Bible, or not just sex, drugs and rock and roll, or not just your seventy hour work week for Boeing, or not just your addiction to sports TV, and so on.

 

Another key word in that statement was ‘illusion’. It took Jung a while to put it together but he was horrified when he finally realized that the Freudians had decided to consider all religion ‘nothing but’ an ‘illusion’ or ‘delusion’, and to cross it off the list of things important enough to be employed during psychotherapy in the healing of the psyche.

 

And then Jung dropped the bomb that left Freud’s psychoanalytic movement in nuclear dust, or should have, if only Freud’s materialistic worldview, by the time Jung broke with him by shouting things like this, had not crept so inextricably into the zeitgeist of the day, the early 20th century: “The loss of this great relationship [between the individual and ‘the psychic totality’, which only religion can reveal] is the prime evil of neurosis.”[18]

 

What? Neurosis results from being cut off from religion? Everyone in Jung’s day thought, ‘How archaic can you get in this modern, scientific age’? Did Carl Jung never hear of the ‘Age of Enlightenment’, or the ‘Age of Reason’? Freud himself was embarrassed to devastation by this bomb when Jung dropped it, for the older man had thought the younger would some day, when Papa Freud died, assume leadership of the biology-based Freudian analytic movement. Freud saw that Jung was a genius and a charismatic leader of men. But no. Instead, Jung broke away and started his own school of psychotherapy. The schism was wider than the Grand Canyon. One man elevated religion and the other debunked it; one virtually equated neurosis with the lack of religion, the other blamed the presence of neurosis on a belief in God. If you remember, Freud had mocked religion. He was the one who had said that religion was ‘nothing but’ a ‘father complex writ large’, or something to that effect.[19] And Jung, in retaliation, spent the rest of his life debunking the Freudians’ use of those two nasty words, ‘nothing but’, in such a dismissive way, when what was at stake was the very ‘psyche’ or ‘soul’ of man. How, asked Jung rhetorically a million times in books and lectures throughout the rest of his life, could a serious psychotherapist dismiss the ‘psyche’, i.e. the soul and spirit, the mind, understanding, will, and very life force, of a patient, as ‘nothing but’ this, or 'nothing but' that: nothing but an 'illusion', or 'nothing but a crazy self-delusion'?

 

I am aware that the Buddhists at Naropa University in Boulder, Colorado, and other 'post-modern' groups as well, have dismissed even the words ‘soul’ and ‘spirit’ as outdated and bugaboo in a 'post-modern' world; but my own feeling is that those two words and the meanings they convey are not irrelevant to most normal people today, but rather, simply incompatible with certain Buddhist and some other forms of post-modern thinking.

 

I’m going through the chapter, “The Way to God,” page by page, studying the lines and phrases I circled and underlined recently.

 

Here’s one I underlined heavily: “...the statements of religion are the most improbable of all and yet they persist for thousands of years.”[20]

 

To which Jung adds: “Their wholly unexpected vitality proves the existence of a sufficient cause which has so far eluded scientific investigation.”[21] And, having read so much Jung in my 71 years, I wrote my own understanding of this in the margin: the “sufficient cause” I’m sure he is referring to here is the emotional need, the instinctual, or very biological need of the psyche (as Jung means the word psyche – see above) to believe that one’s life is not meaningless. Another interpretation of ‘sufficient cause’ would be to see it as meaning ‘God’ or a ‘Higher Power’. Or it could mean a physical, biological, psychological instinct, maybe one of the ‘archetypes of the collective unconscious’ which Jung elaborated on forever, such as the ‘Self’, as Jung defined that term. 'Sufficient cause' could be all three of these possibilities at once, in fact: (1) the need for meaning, (2) the need for Higher Power, and (3) the need for a meaningful relationship with 'the Self'.  

 

Okay, we all want ‘meaning’, meaning’s nice, but how could someone ‘super-educated’ (like me), after 71 years of science, enlightenment and socially acceptable doubt, be drawn to neo-Calvinist doctrinal insanity looking for ‘meaning’? Why not puff out the chest and say, okay, it’s brutal, but after 14 billion years of the universe’s post-Big-Bang hoopla and carryings on, the relative newcomer species, Homo sapiens – who found black holes and came to feel God-like for it – are really, nevertheless, no more significant than the dog species, or cucaracha; and understand less than those critters do about everything. Let’s face it like brave men and women! And make that our meaning!

 

I think it’s called ‘existentialist’ thinking, isn’t it? Wasn't it Kafka, an existentialist, who said he felt like a cucaracha, a cockroach?

 

Well, frankly, I’ve tried thinking like that many times, and I HATE but HATE HATE HATE living that way.

 

Call it weakness, fantasy-fulfillment, whatever (despite the fact that the greatest sage of the 20th century calls it necessary biological human instinct); BUT: I actually like the Biblical argument that God has created and adopted the human race as a kind of pet project, and I can join the project, or not resist its crazy pull on me. And, I like Guru Garland’s argument that the ultimate human experience is to be alive on the planet when a Perfect Master like himself is alive on the planet, to hear about him, track him down and experience a tutelary love relationship with him, kind of like you might with a poetry teacher you fell in love with – Platonically, of course, but far more powerfully, since a poetry teacher will probably not reveal to you the meaning of life, while a Perfect Master probably will.

 

“The very absurdity and impossibility of [religious] statements...,” says Jung, “...[are] the real ground for belief, as was formulated most brilliantly in Tertullian’s ‘prorsus credible, quia ineptum’.[22]

 

What’s that????

 

‘That’, friend, is Latin.

 

‘Absurdity and impossibility’ the ground for belief???  Did Jung think we were all crazy???

 

Tertullian, one of the very early ‘church fathers’, was born near where St. Augustine was, in North Africa, but two hundred years before Augustine, around 155 or 160 A.D., or a mere 120 years after Christ’s crucifixion. And he said – in Latin, of course, which was the lingua franca of the province of the Roman Empire where he was living ('Africa', specifically Carthage): “Et mortuus est Dei filius, prorsus credible est, quia ineptum est. Et sepultus resurrexit; certum est, quia impossible est.” (And the Son of God is dead, which is to be believed because it is absurd. And buried He rose again, which is certain because it is impossible.)[23]

 

Horrors. What have I gotten myself into?

 

But such statements did not worry Jung, and ever since I discovered the sage Jung when I was 18, I’ve taken his every word very seriously, as I said, because I sensed from the beginning that, while he ever remained one of the most eminent scientists of modernity, he understood some kind of thing about me that hardly anyone else in post-modern scholarly circles did; and that particular thing has been my perpetual need to feel that my life had permanent, enduring, true and even holy meaning. From the beginning I could tell he understood the psychological, emotional and intellectual ins and outs of such a need, in someone like me.


When it came to truly becoming a Christian, therefore, if ever I was going to become so, truly, as an adult I mean, with an adult mind, even though I was raised Christian by my loving parents, I was going to have to come at it true-ly, only by rejecting and leaving it entirely, and then, only by entering into modernity mentally, and passing through post-modernity, absorbing everything they and science had to say about it, and finally then only by coming back to it from that new perspective. I didn't understand this process in such a way as it was happening. For years I felt tugged back and forth and disliked the feeling, nor had any idea where it would end up. I did these things unconsciously, without any knowledge of the exact path I was on. But looking back, this is how it looks to me now.
 

And on that path of re-discovery Jung became a chief guide.


And anyway, though I am bright, Jung’s IQ right from the very first page of Psychological Reflections seemed thrice mine. And the authority with which he wrote and spoke was mesmerizing, and impossible to ignore.

 

“The audacity of Tertullian’s argument,” he wrote one year before I was born, in 1942, “is undeniable, and so is its danger, but that does not detract from its psychological truth,” his emphasis being on the word ‘psychological’. And a couple of weeks ago in Jacobi’s Jung anthology I circled the words, ‘its psychological truth’. “An improbable opinion has to submit sooner or later to correction,” Jung continued. “But the statements of religion are the most improbable of all and yet they persist for thousands of years. Their wholly unexpected vitality proves the existence of a sufficient cause which has so far eluded scientific investigation.”[24]

 

Amen. There’s that ‘sufficient cause’ again. I re-quoted it to remind myself that some of us have a need to believe in something more than just our own navel-contemplating, finite, and scientifically proven, material existence.

 

Although: the Fox series, “Cosmos,” blew me away on what seemed at the time to be pure scientific theory and no religion at all. How are we to understand that??!! The gorgeous and awesome color images of space, the brilliance and courage of so many scientists who were scoffed or burnt at the stake because a hundred years or more ahead of their time, the interconnectedness of every molecule and force in the universe, the acuteness of the narrator’s perception and his passion for science and ultimate truth, all swept me off my feet and left me feeling small and meaningless. So maybe my weird attraction to Uncle Eddie and his Christian-Fundamentalist world, and even despite his exasperating judgmental attitude (which fortunately for everyone he has never applied directly to me), has been partly a reaction to the impact of that television series about the physical origins of the universe, life and man. Rarely has TV risen to such quality in my lifetime.

 

It was just about the time I saw the first episode of that High Definition ‘Cosmos’ series on my son's big new wide-screen TV that I called Uncle Eddie from Denver and he invited me out to Seattle to stay with him.

 

Uncle Eddie, whose father (my mother’s father) was a genius mechanical engineer and inventor (of the first internal combustion fire engine in Philadelphia, for example, says Uncle, who got it straight from his parents; and also of the first Maytag automatic washer, a fact which none of us knew before Eddie casually mentioned it at a band picnic recently), the same Uncle Eddie who taught high school science all over the western United States, continuously decries and condemns the materialistic scientific attitude of the modern world. I got to Seattle May 1st, and soon got him hooked up with decent cable TV because he said he wanted to see programs on science. He was watching very old Westerns, ugly local downtown Seattle crime news, and 1970s ‘Three’s Company’ on 10 local channels, which didn’t come in clearly and, whenever the Puget Sound wind blew outside, kept fading out completely on all of the most crucial dramatic lines of movies. And after the guy installed the new cable, when I pushed a magic sequence of nineteen buttons and pulled up the finished ‘Cosmos’ series which Comcast Cable had stored in its free digital viewing bank, he was not only un-impressed with my magic, he could not bear to ‘watch’ the Cosmos series with me without, every five minutes, shouting, “They have no proof of that! That’s conjecture! That’s a lie!” – disturbing the hypnotic trance that the program had worked on me. I would be spellbound by the gorgeous color photographic images of molecular and galactic space and he’d crash my high by shouting refutations like some street prophet on the lovely tulip-strewn Boulder mall screaming, “Beware the wages of sin!” Or, “Beware the Ides of March!” Ever and again killing the dream.

 

“There are seven origins that evolution can’t explain!” he’d go on. “Like the origin of life!”

 

“Shhh, I can’t hear it,” I’d say, again and again.

 

I place the word ‘watch’ TV in quotes because 92-year-old Uncle is legally blind and has to sit sideways a foot from the screen and look out the sides of his eyes to see any little bit at all. Macular degeneration destroys central vision, leaving only a little peripheral vision. So he actually missed all the stunning TV screen visuals of vast sparkling outer space, the starry multi-colored Milky Way spiral, the gleaming ‘galaxy-subcluster’ to which our Milky Way galaxy belongs, and so forth, many if not all of which were actual color photographs the camera was moving through ever so slowly as if we were in a spaceship.

 

Maybe if Eddie had been able to see it all on TV with good eyesight, he would have been as mesmerized and awestruck as I was. Because even John Calvin argued for that visual and sensual approach to believing that God existed, in his commentary on the book of Genesis. (The capital letters below are Calvin’s, not mine:)

 

Since the infinite wisdom of God is displayed in the admirable structure of heaven and earth, it is absolutely impossible to unfold THE HISTORY OF THE CREATION OF THE WORLD in terms equal to its dignity. For while the measure of our capacity is too contracted to comprehend things of such magnitude, our tongue is equally incapable of giving a full and substantial account of them.[25]

 

And, after 500 years of scientific knowledge and experience post-Calvin, we have not advanced much in these two areas, our capacity either to comprehend, or to describe in words, that stupefying ‘Creation’.

 

Although: a camera and some computer art might have gotten us a tiny bit closer, maybe.

 

But on second thought, let’s read more of what Calvin said about this, just to wake ourselves up to what a brilliant start the absolutely necessary reform of the Roman church was given by this man’s wonderful mind and heart and ability to write. After all, we are here in neo-Calvinist America, living the kind of lives we do, because of him – you could certainly argue – and his writing. Even the French people, who remained staunchly Roman Catholic just to spite their own Protestant compatriot John Calvin and his ilk, you could say, can’t hide the fact that Calvin’s French prose was virtually unsurpassable, or that they have therefore based much of modern French prose on the way that John Calvin wrote in French; even though Rome instructed all Catholics and especially all Frenchmen to hold him as anathema and NEVER READ HIM (or Galileo) or anything else published in Geneva, Switzerland, by the way, since nearly all of it was French Huguenot Calvinist and therefore protestant, meaning anti-Catholic, anti-Mary and anti-pope. Despite that, however, these days some of the best books on Calvin are by Catholic priests. At any rate, Calvin's prose writing remains quite beautiful today even translated into English, and can be appreciated easily by Catholic or Protestant or whomsoever:

 

As he, however, deserves praise, who, with modesty and reverence, applies himself to the consideration of the works of God, although he attain less than might be wished, so, if in this kind of employment, I endeavour to assist others according to the ability given to me, I trust that my service will be not less approved by pious men than accepted by God.[26]

 

In other words, if God can approve of his writing, hopefully God's creatures can do as much.


He wrote this in his ‘Argument’, a kind of preface to his commentary on Genesis (which he addressed and dedicated to the 10-year-old future King Henry IV of France, the then-Calvinist-Protestant-Huguenot, Henry of Navarre).

 

And now, back to his ‘looking-at-Creation’ approach to developing a belief in God:

 

I have chosen to premise this... [book of commentary on Genesis], for the sake not only of excusing myself, but of admonishing my readers, that if they sincerely wish to profit with me in meditating on the works of God, they must bring with them a sober, docile, mild, and humble spirit. We see, indeed, the world with our eyes, we tread the earth with our feet, we touch innumerable kinds of God’s works with our hands, we inhale a sweet and pleasant fragrance from herbs and flowers, we enjoy boundless benefits; but in those very things of which we attain some knowledge, there dwells such an immensity of divine power, goodness, and wisdom, as absorbs all our senses.[27]

 

Isn’t that lovely prose? Each thought is precious; precise; and elegantly stated. And clear! And sensuous almost to being Dionysian! He loved the good and simple God-given things of the earth! Heaven help him and us! (‘THE theologian’, as even his Roman Catholic contemporaries called Calvin, actually enjoyed drinking red French wine every evening, something else that confounds nay-saying T-totaler Uncle, who considers wine, always and everywhere, a Temptation of the Devil Himself.)

 

Therefore, let men be satisfied if they obtain only a moderate taste of them [i.e., the ‘innumerable kinds of God’s works’ that we ‘see’, ‘tread’, ‘touch’, ‘smell’, and benefit from – including wine] suited to their capacity. And it becomes us so to press towards this mark during our whole life, that (even in extreme old age [and Calvin was approaching death at the moment he wrote this]) we shall not repent of the progress we have made, if only we have advanced ever so little in our course.[28]

 

Supposedly, Fundamentalist Protestant American Christianity derives mostly from strict Calvinism and Calvin, yet the Fundamentalists have lost touch with their own founder, apparently. They are all so cocky sure they know exactly how Creation was created, six days, animals now, birds later, etc. Light and dark, earth and heavens and firmament, all by some literal formula laid down by Moses in Genesis, all showing their pathetic literalness and lack of imagination. And here is the founder of their own kind of Protestantism, telling his Geneva congregation and all congregations of the future: if you think you are so smart as to really grasp and understand how the world was created by having read Genesis, forget it, Bud! It’s far beyond anything even Moses could have dreamt up in his grandest God-given visions or put into words. That’s what I hear Calvin saying.

 

And it’s actually one of the nicer ways to convince yourself that God exists, if you ask me.

 

When I attempted for the first time in my life to actually read Calvin’s Institutes (his famous thick guidebook for Christian living based on his super-intelligent, well reasoned and practical understanding of Scripture) one day (right before moving to Seattle), waiting in the car for my son to buy out the biggest comic book store in the world (in Denver) and charge it to my credit card, I was shocked that ‘The Theologian’ made no attempt to PROVE – theologically or philosophically – the existence of God, like any other self-respecting major thinker of his age would have done, but rather kayaked right around that whirlpool and started his Institutes right smack dab in the midstream of our relationship with the Creator, our ‘God’, as if it were simply assumed that such a ‘Creator’ existed and such a relationship was not only possible but already happening. As, indeed, all of this was assumed: by Calvin, when he wrote his Institutes; since he was writing to his congregation of known believers, and assumed they already believed.

 

It turned me off that anyone so brilliant would assume his reader, namely me, already believed in the existence of God. But now I am discovering that in his later years he did not assume such, but instead deigned to address our possible doubts about God’s existence. In this commentary on Genesis (published in French during the last year of his life) he sort of attempted to convince us that God existed by reminding us to ‘look’ at his creation and asking us to ‘meditate’ on that amazing creation and what kind of someone or something might have produced it.

 

You might protest that his thinking was ‘circular’ or ‘unscientific’, or ‘putting the cart before the horse’. How can we, born in an age of scientific reasoning, presume the existence of God?

 

But in the 1970s when I was following an Indian guru and learning his meditation, even Guru Garland used such a ‘circular’ argument when trying to transport his followers to holier and truer realms. I have it in print. And his religious background was Hinduism-derived, not Christian. All of his discourses are preserved in various forms, if anyone doubts that an Indian guru would use the same argument as John Calvin. So this trick of convincing people that God exists by drawing their attention to ‘his creation’, must have been resorted to in many cultures and civilizations down through human history.

 

In Jungian terms, that fact would constitute another kind of ‘proof’ that universal planet-wide human psychology, by demanding an explanation for Creation, including the existence of our own incredible selves, points to the likely existence of a Creator.

 

In fact, now that I remember, it is exactly how I was raised by two Fundamentalist Christians who were dyed Calvinist in the wool: I was taught to appreciate God on a daily basis, by appreciating the finer qualities of his creation. On our trips west or to Canada or Florida, or even just at home looking at an encyclopedia or cutting roses in the back yard, my mother would say to me, a little boy, “Isn’t God’s creation beautiful, Jacky? Isn’t it amazing that he made these wonderful beautiful marvelous things just for us, just because he loves us?”

 

And, appreciative I remain to this day. This is why I find it so upsetting to hear Christians in my own family, like Uncle, deriding gifts from God. Government health insurance, for example, he sees along with so many other things of this world as nothing but a thing ‘evil’ and ‘corrupt’ and therefore beneath a Christian’s God-given dignity to elevate by using. It’s preferable – by some weird self-destructive, or ‘ascetic’[29] (might be a better term) ‘Christian’ ‘reasoning’ – to remain without free health insurance, so that when Eddie or Marilyn DO rack up a hospital bill of $100,000 they can take their great need to the rest of the church congregation for emergency handouts and watch God work a miracle of impoverishing the entire flock because of Uncle’s stiff-necked short-sightedness in refusing to sign up for free Medicaid insurance, which was a gift from God in the first place, and one which he refused to see as such. (Flash: Medicaid is now free in many states, to those who qualify due to lack of income resource, as Eddie and Marilyn would; and yet they refuse to dirty themselves by signing up for anything so tainted, so ‘evil’ and ‘corrupt’, because produced by ‘evil and corrupt’ ‘hostile-to-God’ government.)

 

Why does the Law, received directly from God by Moses on Mt. Sinai, COMMAND over and over again, "TAKE CARE OF YOUR WIDOWS AND ORPHANS!"???


Excuse the tirade.


Anyway, so now, 500 years after Calvin, we are discovering that, when THE theologian did get down to the nitty gritty of interpreting Genesis and presenting his reactions to his congregation in Geneva (for such was the origin of most of his ‘Commentaries’ on scripture – they were presented live to serious educated students of scripture in mid-sixteenth century Geneva, right in or next to St. Peter’s church, as serialized expositions, sermons or classes, in the earliest days of the Roman church ‘Reform’ movement, known since as ‘The Reformation’), John Calvin actually deigned to deal with our possible doubts about the existence of such a phenomenal phenomenon as a Creator-God, as if we were human and fallible (and a little lost) after all, and might have harbored some doubts. And to convince us, he used the mind-bogglingly stupendous ‘Creation’ as depicted by ‘Cosmos’, and all of the rest of God’s gifts to us, his creatures.

 

That approach has worked on me, most of my life, maybe because my mother got me started off on that foot.

 

But as for Eddie, even though my mother was his big sister (12 years older) and he too has always loved her very much, and even though she always pampered and educated him with her big-sis love, there may be no hope that he’ll ever see Creation as shown in the beautiful ‘Cosmos’ programs as possibly ‘proving’, or helping to prove, God’s existence.


He rejects it in its entirety because it doesn't come right out and say that the Universe was created by God in six days six thousand years ago.

 

Having been able to see with perfect eyesight probably would not have increased Uncle Eddie’s awe or wonder because the whole series of the ‘Cosmos’ programs sounded to him as if based on the materialistic (i.e., God-less) assumptions of modern science: such as the one that the human species, Homo sapiens, far from being created miraculously in one day, as Moses put it in Genesis, had evolved through apes from single cell bacteria or some such thing, over millions or billions of years; and on the assumption that the whole stretch of ‘creation’ from the Big Bang to now was almost fourteen billion years total; whereas Eddie clings literally to those constraining words of the first few verses of Genesis that ‘the evening and the morning were the first day’, and that all of the creating of creation from ‘the heavens and the earth’ to the fishies of the wine-dark sea took place in SIX, you heard me, SIX short days of a seven-day week; apparently so that God, who everyone agrees was omnipotent by definition, meaning TIRELESSLY, UNCEASINGLY AND INDEFATIGABLY ALL-POWERFUL, could nevertheless ‘REST’ because worn out, presumably, from such a massive ass job, and worship (himself?) on the seventh and holy extra REST day of the week!!@X!XX%$*###! Or at least pause to absorb properly everybody else's worshipping of him. Or her.

 

!!!$%&*###()+!

 

Then Marilyn (Eddie’s right-hand help since her birth, practically, because her mother died) and Marie Noel, a French madamoiselle in the Greek Bible class, were kind enough to invite me on a day trip to Mt. St. Helens (which suffered volcanic eruption on May 18, 1980), mainly to visit the ‘Creation Museum’, created by Creationists, where the presenters argued, using photos of the volcanic eruption, that the cataclysm of the eruption left in just a few hours yards-thick layers of sediment the likes of which scientists have been claiming for two centuries would have taken millions or billions of years to be laid down by protracted geologic forces; and argued many other such contemporary-science-bashing positions including one against global warming (‘a conspiracy of anti-Bible scientists whose brains and souls have been successfully conquered and dominated by the Devil’). In other words, if a VOLCANO could produce in one day yards-deep layers of earth that LOOKED millions of years in the making, SO COULD GOD! AND IF YOU DOUBTED IT, YOU WERE A DEVIL'S ADVOCATE.

 

flowering pink-purple fireweed in foreground, late
            August snow on a Cascade peak covered by some grass and a
            few trees, new growth since 1984 eruption 

“...if they sincerely wish to profit with me in meditating on the works of God,

they must bring with them a sober, docile, mild, and humble spirit.”

John Calvin, preface to Commentary on Genesis

 

Mt. St. Helens was a fairly symmetrical volcanic cone shape,

before a 1984 volcanic eruption blew out this whole side of the top of the cone

 

I thought about trying to convince my uncle that he should just poetically – or figuratively – stretch the figurative meaning of the words in Genesis, ‘the evening and the morning were the first day’, into two billion years or thereabouts, until I remembered he would have nothing of it. He is an angrily and adamantly convinced believer in creation in six 24-hour days, no more no less, and also in the Victorian, Northern Irish, Anglican Bishop Ushher’s chronology which condensed all universal history after those six days of creation into six thousand, you heard it, 6000 short years total, lice, mice, Neanderthals, early and late Stone Age man, BIG BANG and all, right up to today. And if I tried to convince him not to be so darn literal, it would only add weight to Uncle’s suspicion that I was of the Devil. (Which was not a good idea when the rent he charged was so low, and he treated me so kindly and generously and made me feel like one of the family.)

 

(And now that the ‘evil and corrupt’ Roman Catholic Pope Francis himself has endorsed the evolutionary view of ‘creation’, as of October 2014, I would be seen in worse company yet.)

 

Not one iota of Hebrew or Greek Scripture may be 'altered', is Uncle Eddie’s position.

 

Although he has been quite wily in translating and interpreting Scripture in his own brilliant way, to see Jesus as simply the Messiah, as promised, and not as part of a ‘triune’ Trinitarian God, an idea which most Christians for 1700 years have considered heretical:

 

“When?” he asks, “did Jesus ever call himself ‘God’ in the Gospels? Nowhere. Never. On the contrary, he always referred to God as ‘my Father’; and he explained that he only said what ‘my Father’ told him to say.” To this point that Jesus was not God, but rather the Messiah, he can quote Joseph Ratzinger himself (who wrote on the point long before he became the recently-resigned Pope Benedict) and can cite dozens of Bible verses by heart, Old Testament and New, all with a 92-year-old brain, complete with chapter and verse and a clean comprehension of what he considers erroneous translations and evil and corrupt chicanery regarding translations down through the ages, all of which, despite blindness, he has stored in a memory vault against the day when someone would ask him who Jesus really was. “So let us never admire the less than completely Christianized poly-theistic pagans of the early church who wanted God to be three gods in one,” says Eddie, “accustomed as they were to multiple deities, being as they were ‘poly-theistic pagans’ (and thus ‘corrupt’ and ‘evil’).”[30]

 

That’s WHY – he says – misguided doctrinaires of the early church, during the first few centuries after Christ, forced the doctrine of the ‘Trinity’ onto Scripture by a method and with a result which he calls “Twisture, not Scripture:BECAUSE: they were ‘corrupt and evil’ ‘pagan’ ‘polytheists’.

 

He is winsome in his own outrageous way.   

 

But the lesson I get from it all is this: if you want to believe in the existence of God, but find it difficult because of modern science, don’t just listen to Fundamentalist Christians. Also read Calvin’s introduction to his Commentary on Genesis, or watch ‘Cosmos’; or look at a picture of your granddaughter.

 

4-year-old blonde girl pretends to drive a scooter at
            the zoo 

Blimey!!!

the Dr.’s granddaughter     Denver Zoo     June 2016

 

2. Jung’s “The Way to God,” point 2:  Neo-Calvinism.

 

And then come the paragraphs in the Jung anthology which support my famous, or should I say infamous and annoying (to some), argument of the last few years in all or most of my books,[31] Mexican picture stories,[32] and past Chockawhoppin Post articles, my persistent haranguing (you might call it) insistence that the worldview of the USA always has been and still remains ‘essentially Calvinist-Christian or ever-so-slightly modified Calvinist-Christian and that they who fail to recognize this simple fact of history are doomed to commit grave errors of judgment in their lifetime.

 

“A collective attitude is equivalent to a religion,” said C. G. Jung. “We entirely forget that the religion of the last two thousand years is a psychological attitude, a definite form and manner of adaptation to the world without and within, that lays down a definite cultural pattern and creates an atmosphere which remains wholly uninfluenced by any intellectual denials.”[33] By ‘intellectual denials’ he means our attempts to convince ourselves that we have become so enlightened by science and ‘Reason’ that we no longer endorse and are no longer affected by any of the ‘articles of faith’ our Christian or Jewish ancestors honored: “...our age is afflicted with a blindness that has no parallel. We think we have only to declare an accepted article of faith incorrect and invalid, and we shall be psychologically [emphasis on ‘psychologically’] rid of all the traditional effects of Christianity or Judaism.”[34]

 

I think I ran into this phenomenon at least once in my life.

 

When we attempted to re-publish my book, The Remaking,[35] in 'look-at' format, as a hand-holdable book, through a New York City literary agent in 2006-8, we came away with the impression that we had broken a sacred rule of the New York high arts crowd, namely, never to write about religion as if it were actually an important subject worthy of consideration by any of the New York fine arts crowd, not even if you were writing very serious literature. Such was taboo because socially and artistically gauche, and this was what Jung was referring to, the modern and post-modern attitude that we are now ‘enlightened’ by scientific and rational knowledge, and no longer need the religions which gave birth to our civilization, our way of life and worldview, or any discussion of those religions, pro or con. When in fact, au contraire, mon frere, the real error, as Jung put it, was to think that we would be happier without any such religions than with them.[36] Jung saw this as a kind of mass, population-wide, psychic suicide, or, as in one of his quotes above, the ‘worst part’ of MOST ‘cases of neurosis’, i.e., messed up minds and hearts and lives.


In other words, and in short: to deny or forget that the U.S. American worldview is still essentially Calvinist-Protestant Christian, as it has been since day one, is dangerous to the survival and health of the entire American people and the things they believe in.


Does that sound grave enough??!!

 

3. Jung's The Way to God, point 3:  Foolishness. Idiocy. Sheer Nonsense.    

 

I was going to go through the whole chapter of Jacobi’s Jung anthology on the subject of “The Way to God,” but now I’ve used up twelve Microsoft Word pages on just the first few paragraphs, and this issue of The Chockawhoppin Post is already whopper-sized and chock fool I mean full.

 

There remain many more things I have ‘re-learned’ from reading again the chapter (after 53 years) – or have re-remembered – about my idiotic attraction to conservative Fundamentalist, Biblical Christianity; but the main thing is that I am an idiot.

 

But then: this was exactly what Uncle Eddie had been teaching in his Saturday morning Greek Bible class. In fact, sometimes I thought he was aiming his subject matter at me in particular, it all fit my situation so neatly.

 

The first or second week I was in Seattle he was looking (in his weekly Saturday Greek Bible class) at the Apostle Paul’s first letter to the new Christians in Corinth, many of whom Paul himself had just recently converted (from pre-Jesus Judaism or from polytheism) to a belief in the man he was convinced was the Jewish ‘Messiah’, Jesus.

 

Paul, a Jew himself, Yeshiva-educated in Jerusalem under the authority of the best of them all, probably, Rabbi Gamaliel[37] (in the tradition of Hillel),[38] then later converted to Christ,[39] would travel around the eastern Mediterranean as a first-century Christian missionary. He would go into a Greek-speaking town new to him like Ephesus, Thessalonica, or Corinth, or even Athens, and first of all would go straight to the Synagogue and engage other Jews in conversation until he had accumulated a curious and argumentative gathering. Then he’d amble with this noisy gaggle to the agora, or main town plaza, the market square, talking and arguing like Jews all the while, where a still larger crowd would gather, even including political notables, or Epicurean and Stoic philosophers at times, such as the big Greek (non-Jewish) assembly he eventually preached to on Mars’ Hill in Athens.[40] Soon he would have some converts,[41] and in his first letter to his infant converts in Corinth he reminded them of some things about this process.[42] He wrote:

 

It is written [Isaiah 29:14]:

I will destroy the wisdom of the wise,

And the prudence of the prudent will I reject.

For consider, what have the philosopher, the writer and the critic of this world to show for all their wisdom? Has not God made the wisdom of this world look foolish? For it was after the world in its wisdom had failed to know God, that he in his wisdom chose to save all who would believe by the “simple-mindedness” of the gospel message. For the Jews ask for miraculous proofs and the Greeks an intellectual panacea, but all we preach is Christ [meaning 'Messiah'] crucified – a stumbling-block to the Jews and sheer nonsense to the gentiles, but for those who are called, whether Jews or Greeks, Christ [Messiah] the power of God and wisdom of God. And this is really only natural, for God’s “foolishness” is wiser than men, and his “weakness” is stronger than men.

 I Corinthians 1:19-25

(J. B. Phillips’ translation from the Greek)

 

But this just sounds like Jung again, who admitted (in some of the quotes above) that ‘preaching Christ crucified’ and all other religious hocus-pocus struck the modern mind as “foolishness.” And foolish is how I feel, especially after everything I said about poor Uncle. And yet...

 

So...... that’s how things were going recently in Seattle.

 

But then my daughter and I began talking about sharing an apartment in New York City, so I left Seattle and started driving toward New York. And by the time I reached Denver, after several days, she had changed her mind. (For a very good reason, I should add.) So here I am in Denver, thinking about settling in here, for a while at least.

 

But what was I going to do without Uncle Eddie’s massive house-filling resource library; his Josephus; or his Ricker Berry Interlinear Greek-English New Testament (which translates Greek to English, word for word on the page, right between the lines of the original Greek Scripture); or his 1800-page, six-inch thick mega-tome, the 1897 Liddell and Scott Greek-English Lexicon, which is THE ultimate Greek-English dictionary in the world because it translates in fine print every possible meaning of every ancient Greek word, adding lengthy examples of its use within actual Greek phrases and sentences, starting with Homer’s Iliad and Odyssey (chapter and verse), and going through every century of that particular word’s changes in Greek usage and writing, all the way through scores and scores of Greek writers, Plato, Aristotle, Sophocles, Euripides, Aeschylus, etc., etc., all the way down to New Testament times, even to the four Gospels, Luke’s Acts, Paul’s epistles, and Philo of Alexandria and Josephus (Jewish contemporaries of Jesus), to Plutarch and Galen and even later (early centuries AD), spelling out examples of their using the word in sentences and phrases by the dozen in every epoch of ancient Greek history; and what would I do without Eddie’s Calvin’s Commentaries on Genesis, or his John Calvin on God and Political Duty, or Calvinist William Bradford’s Of Plymouth Plantation, or the Foundation for American Christian Education’s great big red hardback two-volume The Christian History of the Constitution of the United States of America, etc., etc., all of which were either expensive or hard to find, especially the incredible Greek lexicon, and all of which I was studying during my four months in Seattle in order to understand my beloved Uncle Eddie’s conservative Fundamentalist Protestant Christian worldview, the weltanschauung within which I was raised consciously, and the one within which most Americans have been raised un-consciously, even if  Catholic, Jew or Muslim. What was I going to do?

 

I had decided I needed a breather from Fundamentalist naysaying and had packed my car, all the while bemoaning aloud the loss of all of these resource books and Uncle Eddie’s whole house-filling library. Whereupon blind Eddie asked Marilyn to lead him to the basement and – between his memory and her eyesight – they found me a deluxe extra copy of Ricker Berry and a ‘Vine’s’ reference text on Greek and Hebrew word usage I’d never seen in his house before, the 750-page Vine’s Complete Expository Dictionary of Old and New Testament Words. There were hundreds of books in his library, maybe thousands, since I never got to explore the basement. Even the day I arrived in late April, in order to find room on the property for me, they were about to throw out (or take to the used book store) a whole box of books which included J. Gresham Machen’s What is Faith (!) and a handbook summarizing, one by one, the best-known 20th century Neo-Orthodox theologians (two books which I immediately claimed), just because they suddenly felt they had no room for them and me both.

 

“Would you like the Greek Lexicon?” he asked me, back in the living room now.

 

“Oh no!” I protested, and I meant it sincerely. “Your Greek students would be upset with both of us if you gave that away. You need that here for your own research. I thought you might have an extra Ricker Berry,” I said. (Because he had at least six or eight copies of Josephus, for example; he was a used-book-store fanatic; every Sunday after church we had to stop at the Religion section of Second Hand Books at the South Center Mall, partly to have extra resource texts around, to hand out to his various young protégés when they came by once a year or so, having developed to a new stage in their understanding, where a new book might benefit them.) “But I wasn’t dreaming for a second of your giving away that incredible Greek Lexicon.”

 

But blind and knowing his living room as he did, after 40 years in it, he shuffled straight to the shelf and pulled it out. “I have enough other lexicons, I’m giving it to you,” he said, all 1800 pages of one of the most stupendiferous books ever produced by the bumbling human spirit, the amalgamation and culmination of generation after generation of famously expert 17th, 18th and 19th-century European scholars (German, French and English) of the ancient Greek tongue, all of it mixed in with his out loud apologies for not being a more fun hangout pal and for badgering me too much with his theological positions, pressure which had come from his wish, he explained, after wasting most of his life and finally putting it all back together, to educate me, whom he loved, he said, as completely as possible before he (or I) kicked the bucket. I was wiping my eyes as he opened the ten-pound lexicon and pulled out pieces of whole 8½X11 paper typewritten pages he’d stuck here and there over many years, then formally placed that big thick tome on the wobbling desk in front of me, the kind of tall, wide and dense old fancily-covered rare antique book you’d find in the dark multi-tiered historical library in Benjamin Franklin’s Pennsylvania Hospital in colonial Philadelphia, for example, the colonial building where I did my first research in psychiatry in 1966; whose books are so extremely valuable that you can’t walk in there off the street any more, like you could in 1966, without suffering an unwinnable argument with a hospital security guard. Then he sent Marilyn digging in file drawers behind a dining room table literally stacked to the ceiling with books and massive page-magnifiers for the blind and boxes of papers, looking for his own three famous handouts, short papers he had printed up on the subject of Bible mis-translations, and threw those in for good measure. “The Bible,” he said in his usual flat tone, the kind of near-drone, I assume, that comes from being very ancient and unable to see anything around you, “is our history book, but they won’t teach it in the corrupt and evil public schools. In Genesis chapters 12, 15, 18 and 22 God made four covenants with Abraham. That’s World History, The Historical Plan for the Ages, but they won’t teach it in the schools.” And all of this last-minute edification added on top of the sleeping bag they bequeathed me, the same one they lent me when we went camping in Oregon, “It could save your life if your car breaks down and it’s cold,” and on top of the dumbbells, the nice big ice chest, and the piles of food, including one of Marilyn’s famous baked desserts.

 

“You can come back,” they said from the front steps as I packed the books in the car, relieving me of fear I’d worn out a welcome by losing my infamous temper too many times on car trips over what I labeled Uncle’s ‘endless negativity and condemnation of everyone and everything in this wonderful world’. I’d been hinting that my leaving didn’t have to mean the end of our friendship and I might come back some day, but for several days straight they never bit the bait. They had never reacted to the subject of my possibly coming back, neither one of them. Now suddenly they invited me back as if they’d never heard the subject raised before.[43]

 

Meanwhile, according to my chief helper in Mexico, Judith, things are too dangerous in the state of Michoacán, as of yet, to get my things out of the house in Morelia and bring them back to the states, important ‘things’ including most of my valuable library of books and four tall filing cabinets of notes and pictures needed by Sammy Martinez for re-editing and re-publishing my many books.

 

Despite that, however, expect to find a third book of mine being 'looked at' on the B. C. Duvall website by late this year or early next, Hooked on Cocaland, which will tell the befuddled tale of my first trip to Colombia in 1994, just as I was recovering from maybe the worst psychiatric episode of my long and variedly crazy life, a two-year, world-hating, psychotic depression (partly precipitated by an addiction to IV cocaine) that almost did me in. Mj lorenzo fans have liked it ever since it was first published in 1998, since it is mj at his worst, meaning best; I mean best, meaning worst.


But the new version is a much more thorough and telling overview of the event than the original. [44]


mj lorenzo, spring, 2015

Denver, Colorado

P.S.  Editors' note:  In this never-mailed issue of The Chockawhoopin Post the Dr. used a 'Footnote 43' to (1) balance his criticism of Uncle Eddie and (2) detail the final logical steps that resolved his (Dr. Lorenzo's) inner conflict between Science and Fundamentalist Christianity. Literary posterity will condemn him for throwing away the heart of his matter in a footnote, but for the sake of authenticity, we have left it as written. Regardless, as Duvall says, in 'this kind of writing', every footnote should ('must') be read.  [footnote 43]

 canalside camino populated by shopper, chickens, pigs
            and a black-spotted white dog

"Some have argued that this addition to 'a look at mj lorenzo's eleventh book Hooked on Cocaland'
has nothing to do with that subject;
but the Dr. insisted it 'has everything to do with everything'."


watching the camino from Robbie's mother's porch

the main thoroughfare through the Los Almendros (Almond Trees) neighborhood

town of Santisima Cruz, state of Sucre, country of Colombia, South America
Western Hemisphere
Earth
Solar System of the Star called 'Sun'
Milky Way Galaxy
'Local Group' Galaxy Subcluster

Virgo Supercluster
The Known Universe


[1]  For an even more basic discussion of the matter of ‘mass psychosis’ at the present website, see Question 7 of Chapter 23 ("And Yet Another Kind of Propundity's...") in B. C. Duvall’s a look at mj lorenzo's fourth book Exactly How Mrs. Nixon's Legs Saved the White House Christmas Concert.

 

[2]  This was the Jung quotation on the frontispiece of the present work: “It is my conviction that the investigation of the psyche is the science of the future. Psychology is the youngest of the sciences and is only at the beginning of its development. It is, however, the science we need most. Indeed, it is becoming ever more obvious that it is not famine, not earthquakes, not microbes, not cancer but man himself who is man’s greatest danger to man, for the simple reason that there is no adequate protection against psychic epidemics, which are infinitely more devastating than the worst of natural catastrophes. The supreme danger which threatens individuals as well as whole nations is a psychic danger.” For the location of the original statement by Jung see the Frontispiece quotation and its footnote 3. But: “the very first book of Jung’s writing mj lorenzo ever read,” an anthology of Jung’s writings put together by Jolande Jacobi, was where he first came across the idea “already on page 14.”  See footnote 9 below.

 

[3]  C. G. Jung, Psychology and Alchemy (1944). This quote may be found in Jung’s Collected Works, Vol. 12 (1953/1968), paragraph 562; but the Dr. first came across it on page 14 of the Jacobi anthology cited in footnote 9.

 

[4]  Bruce Trigger, The Children of Aataentsic, A History of the Huron People to 1660 (Montreal & Kingston: McGill-Queen’s University Press, 1976/1987), mostly the second volume, i.e., from p. 455 to end.

 

[5]  Op. cit.  For just one small piece of the complex multi-year picture, i.e., of the paranoid Huron suspicions that the Jesuits and their Huron tribal converts were sorcerers intent on harming the tribe by magic, see the short chapter “Sullen Aftermath” p 598ff.  In actuality the mass tribal paranoia came and went in waves over a number of years and so is outlined intermittently over many hundreds of Trigger’s later pages.

 

[6]  Will Durant, Caesar and Christ, Vol. 3 of his The Story of Civilization (New York: Simon and Schuster, 1944/1972), p. 281.  The Tacitus quote is from his Annals, Vol. xv, p. 44 (Loeb Library).

 

[7]  James Reston, Jr., Dogs of God: Columbus, the Inquisition, and the Defeat of the Moors (New York: Random House/Anchor Books, 2006), see for example the chapter entitled “The Holy Innocent,” pp. 199-214, especially p. 206: “What Torquemada needed now was a lurid event that might inflame public hysteria against the Jews.”

 

[8]  Winston Churchill, The Gathering Storm, Vol. 1 of his The Second World War (Cambridge, Massachusetts: Houghton Mifflin, 1948), p, 9.

 

[9]  The editors of a look at the life and creative artifacts of mj lorenzo, in conjunction with B. C. Duvall and the present website, hope to publish in the near future ‘a look at’ Dr. Lorenzo’s Chockawhoppin Post from the era mentioned, i.e., 2009 and on.

 

[10]  C. G. Jung, Psychological Reflections, A New Anthology of His Writings 1905-1961, ed. by Jolande Jacobi & R.F.C. Hull (Princeton, N.J.: Princeton University Press, 1953, 1970).

 

[11]  The ‘holy-roll-y’ congregation at Uncle's church, meaning: not only Fundamentalist (strict Calvinist or near-Calvinist) in doctrine, but also believing in and still practicing the nine ‘gifts of the spirit’ outlined by Paul in I Corinthians 12, ‘gifts’ which most churches these days, as Eddie says, think mistakenly were meant to be practiced only in ‘ancient Apostolic times’: ‘gifts’ which include: faith healing; miracles (given by God, as Eddie says, when needed for ministry and when one is ‘filled by the Holy Spirit’); speaking in ‘tongues’ (unknown languages); interpretation of same; prophesying (preaching in a way that is completely filled by the Holy Spirit); the recognition and casting out of demons; the psychic recognition of another person’s deepest secrets (or, as Eddie puts it, “God gives you some knowledge about someone or something that no one knows, not even you; as, for example, when Jesus met ‘the woman at the well’, a total stranger, and told her how many ‘husbands’ she had had).

 

OK, but that doesn’t help one to picture the church service, which is two hours and often longer:

 

The first hour is pure music of praise, droning, meditative songs all written last week or last year, which few people have ever heard before, but which the congregation (which owns no church and therefore meets in the Fife, Washington, Community Center outside Tacoma) tackles gracefully, since the words are displayed on a screen. In actuality the service has no prescribed order, though it generally follows the sequence of: (1) music (one hour – which gets you in a meditative, spiritual, God-connected mood and heart-space), (2) personal testimony 30 minutes, and (3) sermon 30 or 45 minutes; but this potential format can be turned topsy turvy by spontaneous inspiration and frequently is. The music may at times be sprinkled by old fashioned gospel hymns or songs. The testimony may be from AA workers or missionaries or anybody struggling with an issue, struck with an edifying comment, or asking for healing. The most consistent part of the service is the sermon from Jamie, the good-humored preacher of Norwegian descent, although he has been known to sit in the front row and turn the sermon over to someone else. But where in all this is the ‘holy-roll-y’?????

 

OK, picture this. And try to hear it. The typical or usual Sunday band, consisting of smooth electronic keyboard, two or three electric guitars (one played by the preacher), an awesome wailing blues harp, and three women singing along with two or three men, all in different parts, sounds like a very smooth rock group. Imagine the sound of the Grateful Dead singing the old gospel number as they do, ever so sweetly (for them), “Lay down my dear brothers, Lay down and take your rest. O wontcha lay your head upon your Savior’s breast. I love you. But Jesus loves you the best.....”  (which the Dead sometimes did and still do sing, usually at the very end of a concert), with several female voices added, all coming over the PA system, accompanied by the rest of the congregation who mostly are standing and waving their arms gently. That much looks and sounds almost exactly like a Grateful Dead concert. But now add the ‘holy-roll-y’, the voices of the people in the ‘congregation’, all singing whatever part they want, ululating prettily, inventing counter-melodies, adding words that are inspired by the Holy Spirit, we hope, singing and speaking in tongues, but all combined in a melodious flow that sounds like a big sound-ocean moving in waves, now softer, now louder, now a tiny splash, now a big splash, etc.

 

[12]  Luke 6:37. All New Testament quotes in this issue of The Chockawhoppin Post are from J. B Phillips’ translation from Greek, The New Testament in Modern English for Schools (London/Glasgow: Bles/Collins, 1959, 1960).

 

[13]  I began the ‘government’ component of my medical career right on the first day of medical school, since the multiple-loan and scholarship-work program Penn designed for me had me working at the Philadelphia Veterans Hospital drawing blood and doing lab tests, in exchange for which they gave me free room and board, specifically a bed in a dorm with other med students on the top floor of the (Federally-funded) Veterans Administration hospital, and three free meals a day in the VA hospital cafeteria. And I then began the ‘government’ part of my psychiatry career during medical school two years later, in 1966, doing psychiatry research in the Southeast Philadelphia Community Mental Health Center (at Ben Franklin’s Pennsylvania Hospital). The Center had been created and funded by the Kennedy Administration to help poor people obtain federally-funded psychiatric help. The paper resulting from this research won ‘Best Paper in Psychiatry’ from the U. of Pennsylvania School of Medicine. After med school I did an adult psychiatry internship at Philadelphia General Hospital, a city government institution, and worked in a child psych residency in the same city institution. For a time I withdrew from psychiatry training and accepted a job as Director of the Tri-County Drug and Alcohol Program in Stroudsburg, Pennsylvania, a three-county joint county-government agency, where I founded with state government funds a county methadone program for heroin addicts as well as a broader county program for treating people suffering drug and alcohol problems who lived in Monroe, Carbon and Pike counties. In 1975 I resumed psych residency training in Colorado, at the Fort Logan Community Mental Health Center, a federally funded psych residency which tied in with the federally funded community mental health center for Southwest Denver, a community that was heavily poor Mexican. When this government residency program folded from U.S. government de-funding I did two more years of psych residency training at the University of Colorado, a Colorado state-funded government institution of higher learning. Then I worked full-time for the Fort Logan just described, a Colorado State psychiatric hospital. After many years in private practice I returned to work for the state of Colorado at their psych hospital in Pueblo, and also as a psychiatrist in the prison system, the Colorado Department of Corrections, working many years in both. Throughout this career, including the years in private practice, I more or less daily dealt with government sheriffs, judges, county prosecutors and public defenders, police, and all kinds of government treatment and other personnel at all levels of government, meaning city, county, state and federal, including social workers, psychologists, nurses, hospital administrators, doctors, nurses, prison guards, juvenile detention workers, probation officers, DUI officers, and, not the least of all, on one occasion, because of one particularly obstreperous patient, the U.S. President’s Secret Service; etc., etc. And, just to make myself perfectly clear, my experience with all of these government institutions and employees was generally quite positive, although of course there were always problems, just as there might be anywhere in life, including any church congregation, even the Apostle Paul’s very own; and even as there were problems like jealousies, wrong interpretations, uncalled-for violence, insufficient devotion, and so on, among Jesus’ own disciples; nor would I ever refer to any of the people or agencies as ‘evil’ or ‘corrupt’. Any more than the Apostle Paul did, when writing to his own converted church members, the individuals he himself had converted to Christianity. No matter how benighted they might reveal themselves to be, from time to time, Paul never name-called his infant congregations ‘corrupt and evil’. And more to the point, when dealing with government authorities, no matter how twisted and devious they were, Paul always dealt with these people respectfully too, according to Luke’s account in Acts 25: where Paul, recognizing that the governor, Festus, was using his imprisonment of Paul to curry favor with the Jews, rather than name-call the governor ‘evil’ or ‘corrupt’ or any other debasing name, said to Festus, “...as in fact there is no truth in the accusations these men have made, I am not prepared to be used as a means of gaining their favour—I appeal to Caesar!” He confronted and then nimbly sidestepped the governor’s corrupt abuse of power right in the governor’s face, but did so diplomatically and neutrally, without insulting him by labeling or reifying him pejoratively, in other words. Nor did he travel all over the Roman empire, as far as we can tell from the New Testament, admonishing infant Christians to distrust authority as ‘evil’ and ‘corrupt’. In fact, when an infant convert, Onesimos, a slave, robbed his own slave-owner, Philemon, and ran away to Paul where he was imprisoned in Rome, Paul admonished Onesimos to respect the law and the legal authority that Philemon held over him and insisted he return home to his slave-owner Philemon and beg his forgiveness and promise him restitution. (See Paul’s short but stellar letter to Philemon in the New Testament, where he also recommended that Philemon forgive Onesimos and not kill him, as the law permitted him to do, for having run away.) And I don’t think that I am naive and missing something! Jesus himself taught his disciples to respect authority and ‘render unto Caesar that which is Caesar’s, and unto God that which is God’s’.

 

[14]  See, for instance, the book, John Calvin on God and Political Duty, the introduction to which saves one the effort of wading through the whole book, since it neatly summarizes the book’s argument. Basically Calvin’s position on government, derived from his astute and sweeping understanding of Scripture, one of the best in history, is that we should respect government authority and only balk at it or defy it if it demands we compromise our faith and religious practice in some way. Of course, his way of saying this was far more beautiful, lovely and inspiring than my curt synopsis here.

 

[15]  Jung, Psychological Reflections, quoted by the editor Jacobi on page 336 of the anthology, who drew it from Jung’s “The State of Psychotherapy Today,” a lecture he delivered (or perhaps an article he wrote; or both) in 1934. It may be found today in C. G Jung’s Collected Works, Vol. 10, Civilization in Transition (1964/1970), paragraph 367. 

 

[16]  To get a sense of what a large and mysterious, even ‘numinous’ (holy-feeling), picture Jung painted of the human ‘psyche’, check some of these quotes from the same Jung anthology (Psychological Reflections, pages 3-5): “Every science is a function of the psyche, and all knowledge is rooted in it. The psyche is the greatest of all cosmic wonders.” Or: “The psyche is part of the inmost mystery of life, and it has its own peculiar structure and form like every other organism....” And: “The psyche consists essentially of images. It is a series of images in the truest sense... a structure that is throughout full of meaning and purpose; it is a ‘picturing’ of vital activities.” And finally, “There is no difference in principle between organic and psychic formations. As a plant produces its flowers, so the psyche creates its symbols.” Jung, op. cit. – Once you get into the real nitty-gritty of Jung’s thinking you discover that he even felt that the clinical practice of psychiatry had shown that there was an aspect of the psyche which represented, or contained, or was in most intimate contact with what we call ‘God’, ‘Higher Power’, and/or ‘Higher Self’, depending on how you chose to word that idea. Since he attempted to avoid religious disputes so as to keep his psychology scientifically sound and universal, and therefore useful to patients and practitioners of all faiths, he had a scientific name for it and called that part of the total psyche the ‘Self’.

 

[17]  See footnote 15 above.

 

[18]  Ibid.

 

[19]  “At bottom God is nothing more than an exalted father,” Freud wrote in Totem and Taboo (1913).

 

[20]  Jung, op. cit., page 336. This quote Jacobi drew from “Transformation Symbolism in the Mass,” apparently a lecture or series of lectures by Jung, presumably at an annual Eranos conference in 1941 or 1942. It may be found today in Jung’s Collected Works, Vol. 11, Psychology and Religion: West and East (1958/1969), paragraph 379.

 

[21]  Ibid.

 

[22]  Ibid.

 

[23]  Ibid., footnote.

 

[24]  Ibid.

 

[25]  Calvin, John, Commentaries on the First Book of Moses Called Genesis, translated [into English] from the original Latin and compared with the French edition by The Reverend John King (Grand Rapids: Eerdmans, 1948). All Calvin quotations here are from the first few paragraphs of his preface which he entitled ‘Argument’. See the Bibliography for several colorful details regarding this stellar masterpiece of the Reformation's number one theologian, exponent, and inspiring pillar (though he too, like the rest of us, were also of course imperfect).

 

[26]  Ibid.

 

[27]  Ibid.

 

[28]  Ibid.

 

[29]  ‘Ascetic’ is one of the words the German sociologist and historian, Max Weber, used when attempting to describe the Calvinist weltanschauung (worldview) in his classic paper, The Protestant Ethic and the Spirit of Capitalism.

 

[30]  The English word ‘polytheism’ comes straight from a Greek word made up of two smaller Greek words. ‘Poly’ means ‘many’; and ‘theo’ means ‘god’ or ‘God’.

 

[33]  Jung, op. cit., p. 337. Jacobi drew this Jung quote from his early (1921 – he was 46) classic blockbuster, Psychological Types (paragraph 313), which today is Vol. 6 in Jung’s Collected Works (1970).

 

[34]  Ibid.

 

[36]  Au contraire, mon frere = ‘on the contrary, my brother’ (French language).

 

[37]  Luke writes in Acts, chapter 22 (J. B. Phillips translation from Greek):

“I myself am a Jew,” Paul went on. “I was born in Tarsus in Cilicia [south central Turkey], but I was brought up here in the city [of Jerusalem], I received my training at the feet of Gamaliel, and I was schooled in the strictest observance of our fathers’ Law.”

 

[38]  Cf. Encyclopedia Britannica, article entitled Gamaliel I: “According to tradition—but not historic fact—Gamaliel succeeded his father, Simon, and his grandfather, the renowned sage Hillel (to whose school of thought he belonged), as nasi (president) of the Sanhedrin, the supreme Jewish court. It is certain, though, that Gamaliel held a leading position in the Sanhedrin and that he enjoyed the highest repute as teacher of the Law; he was the first to be given the title rabban.” Encyclopedia Britannica, digital version for computer, 2008 Ultimate Reference Suite. In other words: Paul the Apostle had been blessed with the benefits of a top-of-the-line Jewish religious education.

 

[39]  The story is told by Luke in Acts 9:1-30. It was a favorite sermon subject of my Methodist preacher father, 'Rev' Lorenzo, who especially liked the drama of Paul’s being stopped mid-route on the way to Damascus by a vision of Christ talking to him at bright and sunny high noon, asking why he was persecuting him, Christ, by persecuting Stephen and other disciples and apostles, some of them even to death. My father especially liked the dramatic contrast in such a story, a man starting out HATING Christ, then becoming the greatest Christian missionary of all time.

 

[40]  See footnote #42 below for further explanation of the expressions ‘Mars’ Hill’ and ‘Areopagus’.

 

[41]  Dionysius, a nobleman, became a Christian after the Mars’ Hill sermon, e.g.: see Acts 17:34.

 

[42]  The style of Paul’s impressive missionary technique is revealed piecemeal throughout Luke’s Acts of the Apostles and in Paul’s Epistles (letters) to the various early congregations which he helped found around the eastern Roman world. A typically outrageous summary-picture of Paul’s missionary style is available in Acts, chapter 17, which begins in Thessalonica and Beroea and culminates dramatically with Paul’s kibbutzing with Greek-gentlemen epicurean and stoic philosophers and delivering a powerful sermon to them and the highest government hierarchy at the very ancient ‘Areopagus’, the council of elder statesmen (judicial, administrative and educative) which was held on “Mars’ Hill,” or ‘The Rocky Hill of the god Ares’ (otherwise known as Mars), in Athens, near the Parthenon. These men were Athens’ highest nobles, leaders from the top echelon of 1st-century Athenian society. And it should be noted that Paul never put them or anyone else down by calling them ‘evil’ or ‘corrupt’. In fact, after reading through Acts several times, I can find no example of Paul’s condemning as ‘evil and corrupt’ any of the people to whom he was trying to carry the message of Christ, or that he even might have been hiding such feelings, talking them down in private behind their backs. While never pulling punches with respect to the core gospel message, not only did he address all of his subjects, whether by letter or in person, almost always with utmost respect, he also adapted himself remarkably to them, and addressed them through the language (Greek or Hebrew) and thought-system of their own particular subculture, ideology and ethnicity, were it the convoluted sects of Judaism (in Palestine), the higher realms of Greek philosophy (in Greece), the nitty-gritty of pagan earth-goddess worship (at Ephesus in Asia Minor), or whatever. Rather than coming in like a Nazi storm trooper, totally insensitive to local customs and ways, he usually tried to take into account the particular idiosyncrasies of his audience when reaching out to them, a humble and sensitive approach which Uncle and others emulating him, no matter how old and seemingly ineducable, would be wise to learn and follow, in my humble opinion.

 

[43]  To Uncle Eddie’s credit, however, despite my repeated criticism of his constant easy condemnations of most of humanity, I must say that after a few months under his tutelage and general influence, and his and Marilyn's love, my religious experience has shifted its base a bit toward the more conservative and fundamentalist/Evangelical, traditional quasi-Calvinist side. Whereas before the sojourn in Seattle I was in the habit of saying that I found it impossible to believe in the Virgin Birth and Resurrection and many of the other 'scientifically unsound', 'hokey', or 'wishful-thinking', fundamental tenets of Fundamentalist Bible-based belief, yet found myself sometimes foolishly ‘embracing’ the whole package that Eddie and my parents always endorsed ‘despite my inability to believe’; I am now a little more able to ‘believe’, even intellectually and scientifically and logically, or at least to entertain the notion with great respect, that an omnipotent God, dang-well could-and-might deign to insert himself into the fabric of time and space in order to effect a ‘miracle’ or two or three or a thousand, if and whenever 'he' might like.

   How could I have ended up like this? I've been asking myself. I got pissed I mean mad at the situation and myself, and suddenly one day after fifty years of stubbornness I sat down and tried to figure it out. I knew Eddie was never going to come to my side, the side of 14-billion-year-long Evolutionary and Geologic Science, so I tried to see if there was any way I could INTELLECTUALLY, LOGICALLY AND SCIENTIFICALLY embrace his viewpoint, and it turned out to be easy. Basically, it's like this: once you accept the possible existence of an omnipotent 'GOD', every other piece of the puzzle flies lightning speed right into place.
   Eddie's Biblical Fundamentalist position can be seen as only logical, after all, despite all of our brainwashing by modern science and modernist and post-modern thinking that tells us we must think it nonsense and impossible. It IS logical, because: GOD BY DEFINITION IS OMNIPOTENT (as most philosophers and theologians have agreed for millennia); IF such a God exists (and how NOT when all of this existence had to come from somewhere, and ALL explanations are equally incomprehensible and impossible to the cockroach, dog and human mind). And, as OMNIPOTENT, 'God' can do whatever he/she wants whenever (s)he wants, regardless of our flimsy science-guy protests. In other words: even though, according to materialistic modern Science and our worship of ‘Reason’, which observe that Nature seems to conduct itself according to certain 'immutable' ‘laws’: an omnipotent Creator could ‘break’ that set of (his own) laws and resort to a separate set of (his own) laws if and when he so quirkily chose, and he could (because ‘OMNIPOTENT’) do it in a way, like any real and true miracle-worker or magician, that left us speechless and at a loss to comprehend how he could operate things within two apparently contradictory and mutually canceling sets of laws at once. In fact, thanks to being around Uncle, my current thinking has gone this far: I would not be the least bit surprised some day to learn that an omnipotent God had (1) created and operated a number of universes all at once, each by a separate set of ‘scientific’ rules, all universes interweaving and inter-functioning smoothly in time and space; or, more mind-boggling yet, (2) accomplished all of that within the confines of a single universe, maybe even ours. Because: 'God' IS by definition omnipotent. And, after all, and let us sing it seven times, accompanied by the Amen chorus of Handel’s Messiah: ominpotent is omnipotent is omnipotent is omnipotent is omnipotent is omnipotent................... is omnipotent! (And anyway, who or what could come up with this incredible Universe BUT something or someone OMNIPOTENT? And that's logical.) Considering the power of omnipotence, I've even come to a position totally heretical (and stake-burnable) to modern Science: that an omnipotent Creator could have made the universe in six days six thousand years ago and, as an omnipotent master trickster, MADE IT LOOK LIKE IT WAS DONE IN FOURTEEN BILLION YEARS. Because: omnipotent is omnipotent is omnipotent is omnipotent is omnipotent is omnipotent................... is omnipotent! Thus, and isn't this amazing: the Creationists and Evolutionists of Western Civilization elatedly reunite after a long divorce. (Celebration music for the second marriage is the third movement of Messiaen's ecstatic L'Ascension.)

 

[44]  Hooked on Cocaland.

 

tropical and subtropical red-flowering
                plants wildly criss-cross dirt front yard of two-storey
                farmhouse

"The period of 'La Violencia' was when people killed each other just for being of the opposite political party,
as the Dr. mentioned in his Colombian diary. Everyone agreed that the death toll was enormous....
Furthermore: that the populace had gone crazy en masse is supported
by the extreme expressions used to describe La Violencia..."


tropical/subtropical garden
front yard of finca (farmhouse)
just outside of Santisima Cruz


welcoming face of Santisima Cruz boy click here to
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what's happening with  Dr. Lorenzo now  (Dec. 2016)

the impact of  Jung's 'opposites'  on mj lorenzo

on the grave matter of what the Dr. calls  'mass psychosis'

about Sammy Martinez'  'Introduction'  to the present work

note from B. C. Duvall:  how to read  this kind of writing




Back pages feature April 2017:

An aging dry-brain yet still self-analyzing shrink
Dr. Lorenzo

tells a live educated audience including would-be post-postmodern writers

why he risked chasing away readers

by recently adding to this website's home page

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3 hokey Bible verses