Old Gregg is back like cooked crack, baby. The results are what you expect:
Gregg Easterbrook’s review of Robert Wright’s “The Evolution of God” (Bookshelf, June 8) says that “Paul, by contrast [to Christ], actively wished to start a cross-borders, proselytizing system of belief.” Amazing! Did neither the book’s author nor its reviewer consult the Bible? After all, the Bible describes the unfolding plan in great detail.
Even Sunday schoolers know Jesus’s final words on earth in the Great Commission, “Go, therefore and make disciples of all nations” (Matthew 28:19, ESV). They also know about his personal conversion of Paul. In Acts 9:15, Jesus says of Paul, “. . . he is a chosen instrument of mine to carry my name before the gentiles [non-Jews] and kings and the children of Israel.”
The Old Testament, throughout, points to “a righteous God and a Savior” for “all the ends of the earth” (Isaiah 45:22, 23). Jesus further reveals, “And this gospel of the kingdom will be proclaimed throughout the whole world as a testimony to all nations, and then the end will come” (Matthew 24:14).
Perhaps Mr. Wright shall pen many anthropologic theories, and Mr. Easterbrook many nonfiction reviews, before the end arrives. Meanwhile, for those interested in the facts on the outreach of grace through faith, please consult a Bible.
Ponte Vedra Beach, Fla.
He’s right; I checked. (In fairness, Wright may have been referring to “Historical Jesus“, the Jewish apocolyptic preacher who came to Earth to save historians from their sins.) That Old Gregg’s research method continues to center on not doing any research and knowing nothing is, in itself, not surprising. That a man who has spent the better part of a decade scolding physicists for not proving Jesus (or something – trying to make sense of this makes me feel queasy) can’t be bothered to crack the Bible is sort of ironic, if you ignore the previous sentence, and if you are trying to pad out a blog post you are writing on this subject, and/or if your name is Alanis Morissette. Most importantly, this proves conclusively my theory that what we think of as “the Universe” is really just a rather over-broad comic novel called “Jackass of All Trades”, wherein hilariously inept polymath Gregg Easterbrook – “the DiVinci of incompetence” – rises to the heights of the journalistic and public policy professions, only to be stopped by a deadly asteroid.