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Recent Letters
Wednesday, 7 October 2009
The word God is the product of human weakness
In January of 1954, just a year before his death, Albert Einstein wrote the following letter to philosopher Erik Gutkind after reading his book, ‘Choose Life: The Biblical Call to Revolt’. Apparently Einstein had only read the book due to repeated recommendation by their mutual friend Luitzen Egbertus Jan Brouwer. The letter was bought at auction in May 2008, for £170,000. Unsurprisingly, one of the unsuccessful bidders was Richard Dawkins.
Translated TranscriptPrinceton, 3. 1. 1954Dear Mr Gutkind,
Inspired by Brouwer’s repeated suggestion, I read a great deal in your book, and thank you very much for lending it to me … With regard to the factual attitude to life and to the human community we have a great deal in common. Your personal ideal with its striving for freedom from ego-oriented desires, for making life beautiful and noble, with an emphasis on the purely human element … unites us as having an “American Attitude.”
Still, without Brouwer’s suggestion I would never have gotten myself to engage intensively with your book because it is written in a language inaccessible to me. The word God is for me nothing more than the expression and product of human weakness, the Bible a collection of honorable, but still purely primitive, legends which are nevertheless pretty childish. No interpretation no matter how subtle can (for me) change this. … For me the Jewish religion like all other religions is an incarnation of the most childish superstition. And the Jewish people to whom I gladly belong … have no different quality for me than all other people. As far as my experience goes, they are also no better than other human groups, although they are protected from the worst cancers by a lack of power. Otherwise I cannot see anything “chosen” about them.
In general I find it painful that you claim a privileged position and try to defend it by two walls of pride, an external one as a man and an internal one as a Jew. As a man you claim, so to speak, a dispensation from causality otherwise accepted, as a Jew of monotheism. But a limited causality is no longer a causality at all, as our wonderful Spinoza recognized with all incision…
Now that I have quite openly stated our differences in intellectual convictions it is still clear to me that we are quite close to each other in essential things, i.e. in our evaluation of human behavior … I think that we would understand each other quite well if we talked about concrete things.
With friendly thanks and best wishes,
Yours,
A. Einstein
A fascinating letter from Albert Einstein. Many have tried to use his phrase, “God does not play dice with the universe” (in his argument against quantum mechanics) as evidence that he believed in God, when it is more obvious from this note that it was more a turn of phrase or an expression.
I don’t know. It’s hard to explain. This dance plays with the notions of gender relationships. Two men, two women, a man and a women — what does it mean? All I know is that this dance, which I’ve seen twice holds me mezmerized with the beauty these two women portray and makes me thing about something about it for a very long time afterward. Such beautiful art.
One of the things I planned to do with my new cell phone number is use the Google Voice app to re-direct all my calls through it. That way all callers would see calls coming from that number and I would receive calls through Google voice. There are several advantages to doing so:
This was the third barleywine ale we’ve enjoyed for Sunday Beer Club. Deano immediately loved it, with the mouth of hops he experienced on tasting it. I was impressed by the balance of malty fruit with the hops, giving this beer that lovely round flavor I love. We’ll be drinking more of these. Since I never blogged about the earlier two Barleywine we tried from Uintah and Sierra Nevada, we should buy some more of that and try these side by side. I guess I’m not sure if these are seasonal or if the Uintah Barleywine is still available. We’ll just have to see.
For sure click on the sprint site. Too cool.
Her full name, I think is yet to be revealed, but since her dad has used this name on flickr I feel like I’m safe. She’s my third grandchild, second granddaughter and the first child and first daughter of my second daughter Melissa. She’s beautiful. The birth process is a terrifying one for me. I witnessed the birth of my first two grandchildren first hand. When Ayla was born, there was a bit of a problem and the cord popped off, the mid-wife couldn’t find the clamps since someone had moved them (there was a room full of people watching the event). In this picture you can see that even her mom wasn’t quite sure she was going to be allright.
But soon she was just fine.
Now she’s grown into the most remarkable person. Here she is at a recent t-ball game.
I was also there for the second birth, my sole grandson Tavian. I call him tavy-wavy-bavy-shavy-gravy-davy-lavy, but if you ask him, he’ll tell you his name is just Tavi-AN. He likes the whole name. When he was born, with much less drama, he seemed NOT pleased to be here. He was just as happy as you please staying inside his mama. It was LOUD at our house, lots of people, lots of noise and he did not like it at all.
But that soon passed, and he’s as happy and as at home here now as any of the other noisemakers. Here he is with his first smile.
and one with one more recent sitting on my lap. He’s the most beautiful boy.
And now I have Maddie. I was terrified during her birth, partly because I was in the next room and didn’t know what was going on, and partly because she had to be brought to the NICU for fluid in her lungs, and partly because she began with a trouble nursing and lost weight. But she’s oh-so-beautiful, and so little, and so wonderful. I can’t wait to get to know her. Here she is in my arms that first day
and in the nursery before I got to see her talking with her dad
I’m missing her this morning.