sweetnpetite
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Re: Holy Chimma Rotcha, Batman!
ypu've lost me i'm agraid, Gary;
First off- I like country music but thay is off topic.
Secondly, its not about not wanting to admit we don't understand something, its more about admitting that there are things that we don't understand and perhaps can't comprehend- but that doesn't make them any less real than that we can 'rationally' explain. the rational world is not all that exists, only one small part of it I won't go into it more for now, it's too late at night.
ypu've lost me i'm agraid, Gary;
First off- I like country music but thay is off topic.
Secondly, its not about not wanting to admit we don't understand something, its more about admitting that there are things that we don't understand and perhaps can't comprehend- but that doesn't make them any less real than that we can 'rationally' explain. the rational world is not all that exists, only one small part of it I won't go into it more for now, it's too late at night.
Gary Chambers said:I reached a point where I didn’t have a lot more to say on this issue. I had only two things left to say, as a matter of fact. One was to mention the Chimma Rotcha religion, and the other was to dive into a wrestling match with Sher and Gauche, which sounded like the most fun one could have with one’s Spandex on. Posting about Chimma Rotcha would have required making further preliminary points to establish relevance, and simply accepting the wrestling challenge would have been hijacking the thread, so I did neither. Sweetnpetite has looked after the relevance issue for me, however, so I’m open for business again.
You see the only thing that was still bothering me was SummerMorning’s claim that religions are necessary, and if we didn’t have any we’d have to invent them. I’m just not sure which way to go on that one. I don’t want to believe it’s true, but then there’s Chimma Rotcha. Apparently at one time there was a plane crash or some other event that resulted in a stack of Jimmy Rodgers records and a windup gramophone falling into the hands of some natives in darkest Africa. The result was the Chimma Rotcha Religion, based on the idea that the records and player were a message from the great god Chimma Rotcha.
Now if it had been Ank Welumz, Wudhee Kutharee or even Walong Chennins, I might say ‘fair enough’, it’s a logical mistake. I could even accept the deity of Channa Twayin, because they may have salvaged an album cover with a photo and been looking for a love goddess to stir some loins at the time. But Chimma Rotcha? I mean we’re talking Grand Old Opry here folks, the outfit that fired Ank Welumz and means virtually nothing to anyone outside Nashville, despite its own delusions of grandeur. So maybe SummerMorning is right. Perhaps we just have a need to invent religions.
Or maybe we just like to hear people sing through their noses about lost love, dead dogs and broken down pickup trucks.
My problem with the whole concept is that I’ve always believed religions exist only to explain the inexplicable. That’s why in early tribal societies the shaman or medicine man wasn’t just a spiritual leader, but also the Secretary of State for Science and Technology (Minister of S & T if you prefer). This was convenient because if the shaman didn’t know whether the Castor Bean was poison, he could say, “Oh that old saw. That’s the tree of life. Eat its fruit and you will be closer to God.” If the tribe member died he could henceforth say, “It’s a poison and forbidden fruit. Sorry, did I forget to mention that?” and if the tribe member lived he could say, “Okay good. Now for step two. I’ll rub your pee-pee for a few minutes because it's part of the bean ritual, and you tell us when you see God.”
I suppose religions might also have come in handy as economic tools, to hold communal property in trust or to distribute wealth more evenly. It speaks volumes that as the European capitalist hordes developed the westernmost parts of North America, one of their highest priorities became outlawing the Potlach Ceremony. This traditional festival of native religion involved the wealthiest tribe members increasing their status, by bestowing lavish gifts on the poorest. Maybe that’s why they called them redskins? The Indians don’t look especially red, but their old medicine men could have taught Karl Marx a thing or two.
I do have a slight problem with atheism because it actually assumes, “God does not exist.” Sher says she’s an atheist, but encourages children to believe in miracles and the wonder of it all. Atheism must always carry such a rider, whereas agnosticism leaves us maximum room to wiggle, which is good if you’re wrestling with the patron saint of erotica and a sarcastic curmudgeon.
All said and done, however, I still don’t trust an organised religion any farther than a year end audit by Arthur Anderson, and I detest the idea that we have some primal need to create new religions. I’m not saying it isn’t true, just that I find the idea more worthy of an obscenity charge than most things on this website. What on Earth is wrong with being a rationalist? accepting what you know to be true, and answering, "I don't have the foggiest," to the rest. It seems to me the only people who would find that position impossible are despots, who want others to place unreasonable levels of faith in their leadership. So SummerMorning, are you saying we have a primal need to be bullied by despots?