Jason Boyett is a Basterd
Jason Boyett has written a book. This is not a spectacular thing as such, as countless people have written countless books during the history of mankind. Even Boyett has done this a few times before. What’s more spectacular is that I read the book, from cover to cover (as far as “cover to cover” applies to e-books). I’m probably not in the intended target audience for a book about struggles of faith and doubt, not having much of either, but I read it nonetheless.
I’m sure it has something to give to those who have faith and doubt – perhaps it doesn’t have any answers as such (and this is made clear right from the start), but, in the way that we only truly appreciate what we have when we are reminded of those who have less, perhaps doubt is easier to deal with when you know there’s someone who struggles with a lot more of it. And Boyett has a few truckloads of doubt.
For the irreligious, the book has, perhaps surprisingly, a lot to offer. Chapter by chapter, from the early descriptions of his struggles in an American cult he calls “Southern Baptists”, to the later, profound stories of doubt brought forth by scientific and analytical questioning, Boyett builds a strong case against faith and religion. For those of us who already live their life without faith, it drives home the point why we’re better off like that. Much more convincingly than prominent atheists like Dawkins and Hitchens, Boyett describes the enormous effort an intelligent, open minded person has to invest just to keep the faith alive, for very little, if any, real gain.
So, is it a good book? Personally, I thought so. For me, it offered an interesting window to the weird relationship Americans have with matters of faith. Its descriptions of what Boyett considers “normal” in the US Christian landscape were amusing and slightly repulsive, a view probably shared by most non-Americans, Christian or not. Most importantly, it has a perspective that doesn’t get much publicity. Doubt happens.
However, the book also reveals the lack of appreciation even the most open minded, intelligent and scientifically thinking Christians have for the beauty of the universe and life itself. Greed, if you wish. When faced with the immense beauty of the nature, life, birth, parenthood, love – all the miraculous things that surround us and are us, even people like Boyett seem to say; “Yeah, that’s all very nice, but that can’t be all of it. There has to be more!” Not satisfied with the 70+ years worth of wonders you get to experience as a human being, they demand more. Infinitely more. I find this puzzling, and somewhat sad.
My personal bottom turtle is life, universe and everything. I can see it, touch it, feel it, and I can appreciate it in all its glory and complexity. I will live forever through the consequences of my own actions, here and now, through the lives I help to change, through my kids, their kids, ad infinitum. I appreciate every day of my life because they’re a finite unit in the day allotment I get, not infinitely small fraction in some eternal life scheme mostly filled by a ghastly afterlife dedicated to endless worship of what appears to be an evil supreme being.
When having conversations with those whose doubt has eventually lead to abandonment of faith altogether, things that Boyett fears the most don’t even make the lists of things they miss about their past lives. As close as a serial doubter like Boyett is to the world-view of a non-believer, the last step is still enormous, and, if taken, would cause a major shift in priorities that lie beyond concrete, everyday things about life. I, for one, hope that Boyett will stick with his faith, complete with his doubts. It seems that Christians that I truly appreciate have a tendency to become non-Christians. This trend is not acceptable – the world needs more palatable, rational Christians to counterbalance the crazy ones. Perhaps counter-intuitively, that helps more than having a few additional rational, palatable atheists.
In conclusion, the book ($9.44 from Kobo) is definitely worth a read. It’s well written, cohesive, and occasionally funny. It also made me feel better about the choices I’ve made in my life.