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Thursday, March 11, 2004

Brief post, up to my ears in paperwork.

In the occasional moments of unallocated time recently, I've been re-reading Elaine Pagels' book The Origin of Satan, and marveling at what I missed on the first reading. Things at which I nodded sagely and then blithely passed over rise up now and hit me between the eyes.

Pagels points out that in the early Hebrew scriptures the satan described merely an adversarial role; it was not the name of a particular person. In the story of Balaam's ass, for example, Balaam is determined to go where God has ordered him not to go, and God sends an angel to block his way, a satan. Later, however, in the wake of the Maccabbean revolt, Satan became an increasingly personified figure, as the struggle between Pharisee and Hasmonean intensified. The mostly rural Pharisees, backed up by tradesmen and merchants, accused the Hasmonean priestly families of having abandoned their ancestral Judaism to become Hellenized secular leaders—accused them, essentially, of consorting with the enemy. The more radical of the Pharisaical groups began to invoke Satan to actually characterize the Hasmoneans, as the authors of the Gospels did years later to describe the Jewish enemies of Jesus. Satan was the traitor, that one of "us" who defected and became one of "them"—not an external enemy, but one of our own who turned against us.

I put the book down, thinking "Cain and Abel," and "Jacob and Esau." Indeed, another page later, Pagels used the phrase "sibling rivalry" to describe the evil that "Satan" had by then come to embody. One sibling works hard and follows the rules, does what is expected of him, yet the other wins the prize, either through actual trickery, or at least the appearance of favoritism. Bingo--instant resentment at best, and murder at worst.

Fast forward to today, and the resentment manifests itself as good ol' boy versus Massachusetts Liberal, NASCAR dad vs. northern rich guy, defender of the ancestral faith versus Jane-Fonda-hippy-traitor. Bush himself probably doesn't realize to what extent he is trading on that old smoldering indignation. But it's a potent meme on which to draw, and you can bet someone on Bush's campaign staff understands it perfectly well.

I don't have much hope that the American public can be made to see how manipulative an argument it is, and how devoid of any real substance.
posted by Liz @ 11:20 PM     |


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