In the 1980s, the great Yale
professor Harold Bloom gradually turned his attention from literary to religious
criticism. In The American Religion, Bloom argues that although there is no
official religion in the United States, there is nevertheless a distinctly
American brand of Protestantism that is bound up with our national
character. He considers it Gnostic more
than purely Christian in the historical sense, meaning that it is centered
around the idea that God knows and loves us personally and individually, a
doctrine that was not a feature – if it existed at all – in older incarnations
of the Christian church. Bloom
elucidates how a variety of homegrown faiths – all outgrowths of the Pentecostal
Cane Ridge gathering in 1801 – carved out a spiritual identity apart from
European traditions, and he specifically cites the Southern Baptists and the
Mormons as the most emblematic and successful of self-generated American
religions; their respective creators, Edgar Young Mullins and Joseph Smith,
bearing powerful visionary imaginations.
Just as the Southern Baptist Convention is called the Catholic Church of
the South, Bloom expects the proselyting Mormon Church to become the dominant
faith of the American West. He sees even
more power and validity in African-American religion too, but since it lacks
organization, it isn’t as likely to become a recognizable social force like the
aforementioned faiths, both of whose well-known racial insensitivity and
right-wing politics tend to leave blacks out in the cold. Like the evangelists he critiques, Bloom gets
into a little trouble trying to prophesy himself. Writing in 1991, for example, and troubled by
the clout of the religious right, he finds it unthinkable that a Democrat could
occupy the White House any time in the forthcoming generation, yet of course
there have been two 8-year Democratic administrations since then. The strongest parts of the book, to me, involve
Bloom’s humanistic warning against the anti-intellectual tendency in
fundamentalism, specifically pointing to the expulsion of the moderate faction
of the Southern Baptist Convention in the 70s, which has had direct and
significant impacts on national politics.
With sadness and bemusement, he points out the irony in the fact that the
Christian fundamentalists now belligerently shut out any information that isn’t
the Bible and yet are less familiar with the contents of the book they wave
about than probably any denomination in the last two centuries; not only less knowledgeable
but barely even competent to read their own literature, let alone comprehend
its meaning and origin. Bloom is not
anti-religion in this or any of his other books; in fact, he frequently
mentions how moved he is by the majestic vision and optimism of the successful
faiths he analyzes; especially the pre-70s Southern Baptists and the Mormons. In contrast, he recoils at the
head-in-the-sand misanthropy of Jehovah’s Witnesses and other doomsday,
anti-nature, anti-science fundamentalists.
Unlike trendy atheists such as Christopher Hitchens and Richard Dawkins,
who look down their noses at people of faith, Bloom has done his homework and
actually read as much of the key literature of each religion as he can, and –
being a literary scholar by trade – sees poetic mysticism as the true
power behind certain churches' achievements in reaching the hearts of
millions.
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