Draining the tub

Here is an interesting defector: Paul Wehner is notable because he’s an old white guy and has served in three Republican administrations. But in one fell swoop he’s breaking ranks, both with evangelicals and Republicans.

He may over-romanticize evangelicals of the past, but I think he’s certainly correct to cite a friend of his who says, “the term [“evangelical”] is now so stained as to ruin my ability to be what evangelicalism was supposed to be.” For sure, dude, and this is how I felt, a decade ago, when I defected.

In fairness to evangelicals, it’s hard to see what’s happening when you’re in the bubble. For anyone on the inside of evangelicalism (or any group/institution), it can be hard to see how tainted your tribe’s reputation has become. (Another poignant example of this: The Democrat Party.

From the inside, you might get frustrated with your group/tribe, but you definitely don’t want to see the ship sink, you want to keep it afloat, ride the storm, and hope to patch ‘er up and keep sailing. Most imporatantly, from the inside, you see all the good, and you love the tribe and you tend to focus on the good. It isn’t always easy to see when it’s time to make a radical change.

More and more, though, folks are realizing that they’ve been soaking in the bath, now, for quite a while. The water is cold and kind of gross, discolored, with some hair and other strange particals floating on the top. It’s time to drain the tub and get out of the bath, time to blow out those scented bathroom candles and move on with life. And now, even a few old white dudes are realizing that it’s time to pull the plug.

Here’s a bit more from Wehner’s op-ed, a section that I found interesting:


Paul Wehner, NYT, Dec 9, 2017


From The New York Times, Why I Can No Longer Call Myself an Evangelical Republican



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Jonathan Erdman

Writer. In the summers, I live and work in the incredible state of Alaska, in the bush community of McCarthy, as the Executive Director of the Wrangell Mountain Center. When not in McCarthy, you'll typically find me in the Santa Cruz Mountains of California, writing and working with local activists. My primary writing project right now is a novel set in remote bush Alaska, of the magical realism genre wherein an earnest and independent young woman finds a mysterious radio belonging to her grandmother, a device that has paranormal bandwidth and a disturbing ability to mess with one's mental stability.

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