Conflicts between Secularism and Religion:
Clarification of the Issues
Ali Jimale Ahmed and Robert Orsi
Speakers Notes: ALI JIMALE AHMED, Queens College, CUNY
The title of our conference, Gods Back with a Vengeance, alludes to a banishment that precedes the coming back. The return explains how faith has maneuvered its way back into the discursive practices of political society. Maneuvering connotes war, and all wars are marked by subterfuges. Thus time and the passing of time are implied. The title, I take it, does not however mean that representations of God have ever been absent from the personal and collective consciousness of any people. What the title of our conference implies, rather, is the fusion of the public and personal domains in such a way that faith has come to play an important role in shaping public policies.
In the West, as in the rest of the world, the end of the Cold War has ushered in a new reality. The new reality engenders narratives of transition, which are, more often than not, marked by fear, consternation, and angst. Such narratives attempt to account for the dramatic collision between self and history. In the process the collision produces an unhappy consciousness, to quote from Hegel. Apocalyptic stories become the staple diet of people with such consciousness. Ironically, the new reality represents the future in reverse. We are back to the future. Our responses to the new reality also resemble those of the past. We find solace in paths already trail blazed by others before us. Let me cite an example by using an anecdote.
A man is seeing on stage looking for something in a well-lit spot. A policeman joins the man, and asks him what it is he is looking for. The key to my house, he answers. The policeman then joins in the search. After a while and with no key in sight, the policeman asks, Are you sure you lost it here? No, says the man, and pointing to a dark corner of the stage: Over there. Bewildered, the policeman then asks the man, Then why are looking for it here? There is no light over there, says the man.
When subjected to overt interpretations, anecdotes lose their luster and crispness, but bear with me for a second as I flush out some points by violating the sanctity of the joke. A man loses the key to his house/home, with all that it connotes --- coziness, comfort, security. The key is lost in a dark, unlit place, yet the search for it takes place in a well-lit spot. Here is where I am driving at. The anecdote registers in us the need for mustering courage in looking for the lost key, and by extension, for answers to our troubled world in places unlit by early epistemological expeditions. We have come to an epistemological dead end. To get out of this dead end, we must reexamine, and rethink the terms and assumptions that dot the landscape of our syllogistic propositions. These terms and assumptions define, consciously or unconsciously, our perceptions of the world. Here I propose the following:
First, there is no single ontological model, a master narrative that explains all other narratives.
Second, history does not have a single telos whose desired end product is the replication of Western modernity.
Third, the modern world, the Renaissance that is, is, to quote from Menocal, not a beginning but an end, and a lamentable closure. The Renaissance brought to an end a human experiment, a universal endeavor to inaugurate a highly productive hybridity.
Fourth, secularism does not mean the absence of religion. Rather, it denotes the separation between religion and state. The secular state was put in place in order to end all wars.
Fifth, fundamentalism is not a universal movement. It is a movement that started in the U.S in the 1870s. From its very inception, the movement emphasized the infallibility of Scriptures and the shoring up of eschatological beliefs resurrection from death and the second coming of the Christ. The Scopes Monkey Trial of 1925 dealt a blow to the spread of the movement in the U.S. In the Muslim world, there is a debate over the relevance of the term in describing the activities of Islamist movements. Muslims do believe in the infallibility of the Quran and in eschatology. Al-Usuliyya, the Arabic word for fundamentalism, means different things to different people. Islamists prefer to call themselves al-Islamiyyuun, defined by a leading Islamist as ideologically motivated Muslims. Whats in a name? Labels such as resurgent Islam, political Islam, Islamic extremism, radical Islam, etc., reveal the slippery nature of the thing being described.
Sixth, contradictions abound in all societies. Contradictions also sustain life. Therefore, totalizing or essentializing concepts do not add to our understanding of the world. There is not a monolithic west or a monolithic east. Thus Huntingtons West versus Rest reformulates a neatly packaged formula that fits the schema of a fable: We/They; Them/Us; Good/Evil, etc. Such binaries are shorn of historical grounding. Incidentally, al Qaeda in Arabic means both the formula and the base. No doubt that Huntingtons essentializing differences between civilizations ignore that:
- Knowledge is made;
- The emergence of all forms of knowledge is implicated in historical/empirical factors;
- Identities are constructed.
That being said, our world is indeed ailing and is need of sober diagnosis. An African proverb has it that A sick person is showered with a hundred prescriptions. Every passerby plays doctor and almost always proffers suggestions. What our world needs, I propose, is a new language, a new theory. It needs a language that:
- Takes cognizance of the existence of others, with different and differing values and mores, and understands how constructions of alterity and otherness are produced and sustained.
- Doesnt view nation as a terminal concept. We must remember that a nation is a nation only because of other nations. We must aspire for something bigger, loftier, more inclusive, and more ironic.
- Problematizes constructions of history and the way history is disseminated; the genealogy of experiential existence.
It is all too human to seek solace from a devil thats known rather than an angel in the abstract. After all, we find comfort in what Heidegger calls care structures that mediate between the self and the world. These structures give meaning to our perceptions of the world. They also give solace and comfort. We must be able to think outside the box, outside the cave of the tribe. To do this, we must engage in what Hannah Arendt calls pearl fishing, searching for the oyster that we know is in the ocean, but that we dont know of its exact whereabouts. Search implies quest; quest connotes questions. A saying of the Prophet Muhammad exhorts Muslims of a simple fact, often forgotten by many: To the believer, wisdom is a stray animal. One doesnt know where to look. We must look for the lost keys to our individual and collective, literal and metaphoric, houses in the dark, unlit spot.
The time has come, the walrus said, to talk of many things.
Together with little Alice we will slip past the smooth, cold surface of the looking glass and find ourselves in a wonderland, where everything is at once so familiar and recognizable, yet so strange and uncommon.
Lewis Carroll, Through the Looking Glass
We are indeed in a wonderland. To explore the contours of this land, let me seek help from an unlikely source: the Vice President of my adopted country, the venerable Dick Cheney. In an article entitled Whither Cheney, Inter Press Service writer Jim Lobe talks of a Christmas card purportedly sent by the Cheney family to close friends and supporters. The card reads, And if a sparrow cannot fall to the ground without His notice, is it probable that an empire can rise without His aid? (Inter Press Service, December 27, 2003) The card gives a religious interpretation to the war in Iraq and beyond. It seems to suggest that the war effort has Gods blessing. To quote from Bob Dylan, You never ask questions/ When Gods on your side. Ironically, Cheneys purported words differ little from those of his Islamist opponents. They, too, believe in an omniscient, omnipotent, and omnipresent God. The Quran tells us:
Not a leaf does fall but with His knowledge: There is not a grain [seed] in the darkness of the earth, nor anything fresh or dry, but is in a clear Book. (6:59; translation slightly changed)
Nothing exists outside the purview of Gods plan. Thats one thing that both Cheney and the Islamists agree upon.
Let me conclude with an African fable told by Harold Courlander and George Herzog in their book The Cow-Tail Switch and Other West African Stories. Here goes:
Once a farmer went out to his garden to dig up some yams to take to the market. While he was digging, one of the yams said to him, Well, at last youre here. You never weeded me, but now you come around with your digging stick. Go away and leave me alone!
The farmer turned around and looked at his cow in amazement. The cow was chewing her cud and looking at him.
Did you say something? he asked.
It wasnt the cow who spoke to you, the mans dog said. It was the yam. The yam says leave him alone.
The man became angry, because his dog had never talked before, and he didnt like his tone besides. So he took his knife and cut a branch from a palm tree to whip his dog. Just then the palm tree said:
Put that branch down!
The man was getting very upset about the way things were going, and he started to throw the palm branch away, but the palm branch said:
Man, put me down softly!
He put the branch down gently on a stone, and the stone said:
Hey, take that thing off me!
This was enough, and the frightened farmer started to run for his village. On the way he met a fisherman going the other way with a fish trap on his head.
Whats the hurry? the fisherman asked.
My yam said, Leave me alone!
Is that all? the fisherman asked. Is that so frightening?
Well, the fishermans trap said, did he take it off the stone?
Wah! the fisherman shouted. He threw the fish trap on the ground and began to run with the farmer, and on the trail they met a weaver with a bundle of cloth on his head.
Where are you going in such a rush? he asked them.
Thats nothing to get excited about, the weaver said, no reason at all.
Oh yes it is, his bundle of cloth said. If it happened to you youd run too!
Wah! the weaver shouted. He threw his bundle on the trail and started running with the other men.
They came panting to the ford in the river and found a man bathing.
Are you chasing a gazelle? he asked them.
Is that why youre running? the man in the river asked.
Well, wouldnt you run if you were in their position? the river asked.
The man jumped out of the river and began to run with the others. [They came to the chiefs residence, and began to recite their troubles.]
The chief listened to them patiently, but he couldnt refrain from scowling.
Now this is really a wild story, he said at last.
Youd better all go back to your work before I punish you for disturbing the peace.
So the men went away, and the chief shook his head and mumbled to himself, Nonsense like that upsets the community.
Fantastic, isnt it? his stool said. Imagine a talking yam!