Roz Kaveney (rozk) wrote,
Roz Kaveney

Not a post about the Hugos

The crucial thing about John C. Wright is that he believes that he was saved from a fatal heat attack by direct divine intervention. He believes that he was redeemed from a life of atheistic blasphemy by God's smart answer to a snide mockery of prayer. He believes that he has had a series of visits by most of the figures of Christian mythology,

Further " I entered the mind of God and saw the indescribable simplicity and complexity, love, humor and majesty of His thought, and I understood the joy beyond understanding and comprehended the underlying unity of all things, and the paradox of determinism and free will was made clear to me, as was the symphonic nature of prophecy. I was shown the structure of time and space."

Now, that's a deal more of a vision than was vouchsafed to most of the great mystics - it leaves Julian of Norwich and Thomas Aquinas in the dust.

I think we can assume that John C. Wright believes himself to be a bit special. Which the Jesuits who taught me taught me to consider spiritual pride.

Apart from the question - why, if you have seen all this, would you want to be complicit in fixing the Hugos? - I am left with the snide mockery of atheists, and the following remark of Christ 'whosoever shall say, Thou fool, shall be in danger of hell fire.'

I just try to be polite, but then I am just an agnostic. Wright is supposed to be judging himself by a higher standard.

His first couple of books were sort of promising but I didn't take to his later ones.

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