My high hopes for a thrilling (or at least blog-fodder filled) semester have slowly sprung a leak, deflated like a day-old balloon. However, it’s not like I’m down in a hole of frustration – there’s only 15 credits (which means 2 semesters) left for me with this round of schooling…
The class I’m taking called “The Philosophy of Religion (with a special focus on the problem of evil) is a challenge – it’s OUT there. By out there, I mean that I knew what to expect in a class like this, taught at the U of N, with a textbook that promises to move my concept of religion towards “a global perspective.”) However, it has gone beyond my expectations of unintelligibility. Truly, it is as though the class is being conducted in Russian, a language that I have little/no experience with (beyond Tom Clancy novels & Stargate that is.)
As I was drooling in class last night, trying to catch a word that I understand, I got to thinking: what is it that is creating such an obstacle for my comprehension? Is it mere lack of familiarity with philosophy & the verbiage of “western phil”? Maybe. Is it that the prof is not as proficient as So-crates Johnson (Excellent!) at working through the Socratic method of questioning & examination? Or, is there a spiritual reason for my conundrum? Combo of two or more of the above?
Who knows. I know that when I took it from Martin @WNCC my bull crap filter was full. He was way out there in teaching judeo-christian tradition. It was easy enough to “correct” him in his knowledge of theology because he was off on the basics of what Christians believe. His response was to mock my george washington looking Bible. Pretty funny, but not as funny as the perminant spiddle on his lower lip.
Your class frickin’ sucks. This is just a case where people have no problem using the phrase, “the book says so,” as the main point of their argument, even though they would never allow that from you.