CHAPTER V. Anchored at Last

After nearly ten years of service in the Ethical field, I felt

constrained to withdraw from the fraternity of lecturers, because I

realized that under the guise of a new name we were all slowly slipping

back into the net of theology, from which we had escaped after years

of struggle and suffering. When I look over my own lectures delivered

during my connection with the Ethical Movement, I find in them clearly

the traces of the same reactionary bias. The atmosphere of theology is

perceptible on nearly every page, Passages about the moral supremacy of

Jesus, His uniqueness, and the indebtedness of the ages to Him, will be

found in the publications which will not only show that I had swerved

from the path into which I had entered when I left Calvinism, and in

which I had persevered against numerous temptations to leave it, but

also, what a powerful influence my new environment exerted upon me. In a

lecture delivered before the Chicago Ethical Society, I try to prove

the spiritual resurrection of Jesus, and His incomparable greatness. In

another, delivered before the New York Society, in Carnegie Music

Hall, I fail to appreciate the services of such intellectual Titans

as Voltaire and Thomas Paine--who flung themselves against a thousand

abuses, and by opposing, succeeded in putting an end to them. I make

these confessions to show that there was in my course from Calvinism to

Rationalism, a break, after all. I missed the straight path, despite

all my vigilance, and cannot, therefore, claim the happiness, nor the

distinction which belongs to those who have been more consistent than I

have been.

But it was not very long before I began to see whither I was drifting.

I discovered that I was using two sets of weights and measures--one set

for Calvinistic Christianity, and another set for _my_ Christianity, and

it was only necessary to submit my own interpretations to the same

tests which had shown the untenability of Calvinism to discover my

self-deception. I had rejected Calvinism because it offered no evidence

in support of its dogmas, but what evidence did I offer to prove the

moral superiority of _my_ Jesus which I claimed to find in the gospels?

Why is not Calvin's word as good as mine, if an assertion may pass

for an argument? I began to see, even more clearly than ever before,

perhaps, because of my temporary backsliding or _egarement_, as the

French would it is as impossible to construct a character of Jesus as

it is to write a life of Jesus out of the data in hand. No less an

authority than Prof. Conybeare, of Oxford, Fellow of the British Academy

and Doctor of Theology, admits that "We cannot, then, aspire to write

a life of Jesus. Even Renan failed, and from the hands of a Farrar

we merely get under this rubric a farago of falsehood, absurdity, and

charlatanry." * This is strong language, but there is no exaggeration

in it. If, however, a life of Jesus cannot be written, it follows that,

under the circumstances a character of Jesus can not be constructed. How

can the character of a man be known whose life is unknown to us? Are

a few floating aphorisms ascribed to Jesus enough to justify his

beatification? And yet, the other Ethical lecturers, as well as myself,

were speaking of Jesus not only as the religious genius of the ages, but

also as the one being in whom humanity's hopes and dreams came true. I

have quoted elsewhere ** Adler's description of Christ as "a personality

of such superlative excellence, so radiant, so incomparably lofty in

mien and port and speech and intercourse." But this rhetorical praise is

as untrue of Jesus as it would be of Moses or Mohammed.

* Myth, Magic and Morals, page 140.

* The Truth About Jesus, page 257.

In the fall of 1899 there was presented to me the opportunity of either

going to Philadelphia, the scene of my earlier intellectual struggles,

as the lecturer of an Independent Society, or of returning to Chicago,

after an absence of four years from that city, to be the lecturer of

a society which promised to help support a platform pledged to an

uncompromising Rationalism. Considerable objection was made by members

and lecturers of the Ethical Societies to my trying to organize an

Independent Society in Chicago. Was not one liberal society enough in

Chicago? it was asked. Did not the Ethical platform answer the purposes

which the proposed society wished to serve? Would I not be dividing and

thereby weakening the cause by engaging a new lecture hall? My critics

did not object to my going to cities where there were no Ethical

Societies, but in cities where there was one, I was not needed, was

their argument. But time has shown that the society of which I have

been the lecturer for the past ten years, does not in the least conflict

with, or duplicate the work of the Ethical Societies. There is a radical

difference between Ethical Culture and Rationalism, which may be brought

out by the help of an illustration: A certain king had many slaves. This

king had been a slave-holder for a long, long time. And his slaves had

lived in slavery ever since they could remember. There were among the

slaves of the king, young and old, men and women, rich and poor.

Now there came to the slave-holder, one day, men from a strange country,

who demanded that the slaves be given their freedom. The king put them

to death, and continued to hold his slaves. From time to time others

came demanding freedom for the slaves, but they met a similar fate.

Some of the preachers of freedom were burned at the stake, others were

tortured to death in dungeons, and others again were put to the sword.

But this did not stop the coming of new preachers of liberty.

When the number of people believing in freedom for the slave increased

sufficiently to command respect, the slave-holder changed his policy. He

received the messengers of liberty with great courtesy and hospitality,

and expressed the hope that he and they might arrive at a satisfactory

arrangement.

"Why do you demand the freedom of the slaves?" he asked, very politely.

"It is their right, and it alone can develop the best possibilities in

them," they answered.

"I am perfectly willing,--indeed, I shall cooperate with you toward that

laudible end, but on one condition: they shall continue to remain in my

care and obey me as their guide and protector."

"No," said some of the apostles of liberty, "as slaves they can never be

helped to the fuller and better life. Before everything else, they

must conquer freedom to obey not you, but their own unfettered and

enlightened consciences. Besides, you have been an evil Master, and can

no longer be entrusted with the care of others. With the fall of slavery

falls all your pretended rights to the allegiance of these men and

women. And the slaves can not become free until your real character is

exposed and your pretensions to authority divine exploded."

But, on the other hand, there were those among the preachers of freedom

who were inclined to accept the slave-owner's proposition: "We will

come in and do what we can to educate and reform the people. We will

say nothing to them about their slavery, or against your authority over

them. All we wish is to make good men and women out of them," they said.

Behold the difference between "liberal" Christian and Ethical movements,

and a thoroughgoing and uncompromising Rationalism. The former think

that the intellectual bondage of the church is not an obstacle to the

moral and mental development of man, the latter hold, and to my mind,

justly, that the first condition of salvation for a slave is that he be

free--free from gods, christs, bibles and churches, as well as kings.

But the Rationalist Societies of Europe and America need no

justification for their existence. They do a work which neither

Unitarianism nor Ethical Culture attempt even to do. The work of the

Rationalists of Chicago has been singularly successful, both in building

up a self-supporting Society with a large membership and a much larger

audience which regularly fills Orchestra Hall--the largest and finest on

Michigan Avenue, but it has also, together with the other progressive

forces at play in the modern world, profoundly influenced the life and

thought of the community. Superstition is more ashamed to show her face

in Chicago, than perhaps in any other city of its size in America. There

are no doubt, Rationalists in many of our other cities, and in large

numbers, but in Chicago, Rationalists are organized. They maintain a

regular platform, and disseminate Rationalistic publications by the

thousands.

The ten years in which I have been engaged in this work of constructive

Rationalism have been the most fruitful years of my life. They have

been years of conscious development in the knowledge and grasp of

truths which enrich as well as interpret life. The sense of freedom from

inconsistency, which is a kind of insincerity, is a great source, both

of power and happiness. Then, the militant note to which the soul of the

Rationalist vibrates,--for he is a soldier sworn to free men from the

fear of the gods and their priests--a soldier to help man break his

holy chains--gives him all the alertness, watchfulness, and courage of

a sentinel at his vigil. There have been those who have helped man to

political liberty, and others who are nobly endeavoring to help him

conquer industrial liberty: but not until man has thrown off the yoke

of the gods can he be free indeed. The last king to be dethroned is the

heavenly king. If he stays, Tzar and Kaiser, tyrant and despot, pope and

priest, in some form or other, will remain with us. Here and there men

may succeed in banishing or overthrowing the tyrant,--king or priest,

but these will come back again and again, perhaps disguised, but

ever really the same, until God from whom they derive their power is

unseated, and man becomes forever free. Honor to those who taught us not

to kneel before Caesar, but greater honor to him who shall teach us not

to kneel at all, and to accept nothing that is given to us for kneeling.

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