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Sunday, February 8, 2026

Canada, Oh My!

Canada was not born in a moment of unity. It was born in fear.

Confederation in 1867 was less a celebration of shared destiny than a defensive arrangement among colonies worried about American expansion, British retreat, and internal fracture. The architects of the country were not poets; they were managers. They stitched together a federation to stabilize trade, secure territory, and balance French and English power. From the beginning, Canada was a negotiated survival pact masquerading as a nation. Its political DNA carried compromise, suspicion, and regional bargaining long before it carried patriotism. In comparison, what I witness in this former colony is familiar to most former colonies. The colonialists have left sand in the bread bowl.

Countries rarely escape their founding psychology. They rehearse it.

The early Dominion was structured around a central Canadian economic core. Railways, finance, and manufacturing concentrated in Ontario and Quebec while the West functioned as an agricultural and resource hinterland feeding the system. The National Policy entrenched protective tariffs that shielded central industry while Prairie producers paid higher costs for imported goods. Western provinces entered Confederation not as equal architects but as late joiners into a framework already tilted. Even as formal equality expanded, economic gravity did not rebalance. Wealth accumulation, political influence, and institutional density clustered in the center, leaving the periphery structurally dependent.

Interprovincial imbalance is therefore not an accident of modern politics. It is historical sediment.

Canada still struggles to function as a single internal market. Regulatory barriers, licensing restrictions, transportation bottlenecks, and provincial protectionism inhibit the free movement of goods, labor, and capital inside its own borders. Provinces negotiate trade with one another as if they were cautious neighbors rather than partners in a federation. These inefficiencies are not trivial. They reinforce the perception that the country operates less as an integrated economy and more as a loose arrangement of competing jurisdictions. When citizens see easier pathways to trade internationally than interprovincially, the symbolic damage is as significant as the economic cost. It signals that national cohesion is administrative fiction.

Western alienation grows inside that imbalance.

Alberta’s energy economy ties provincial prosperity to federal regulatory decisions and global commodity markets. When Ottawa constrains pipelines or adjusts fiscal frameworks, Western workers experience those decisions not as abstract policy but as direct intervention in their livelihoods. Saskatchewan shares a parallel anxiety rooted in agriculture and resource extraction. Manitoba occupies an uneasy midpoint, often absorbing the economic currents of its neighbors while lacking their political volume. British Columbia adds another axis entirely: a Pacific-facing economy shaped by migration, trade with Asia, and environmental politics that do not map cleanly onto Prairie priorities. The West is not monolithic, but it shares a recurring sentiment, that national policy is authored at a distance by actors insulated from regional consequence.

This rhythm of alienation is not uniquely Canadian. It is a pattern observable in federations that failed to balance center and periphery. The Austro-Hungarian Empire fractured under the weight of competing national identities that no constitutional compromise could permanently contain. Yugoslavia disintegrated when economic disparity and ethnic federalism hardened into zero-sum politics. The Soviet Union collapsed when its republics ceased to believe the central state served their interests. These cases differ in scale and severity, but they share a lesson: federations unravel when citizens conclude that participation yields permanent disadvantage. Collapse does not begin with rebellion. It begins with psychological withdrawal.

Canada is near those extremes, and the warning lies in the mechanism, not the outcome.

The generation shaped by the world wars believed Canada had proven itself through sacrifice. Vimy Ridge and Juno Beach offered a narrative of collective adulthood. Patriotism was not loud, but it was adhesive. Citizens felt they were participants in a common enterprise that transcended region. That adhesive has thinned. Symbolic disputes over identity and historical memory reveal a country renegotiating what it is permitted to celebrate. Economic anxiety amplifies the uncertainty. Infrastructure debates stretch across decades. Healthcare and education, once pillars of national pride, are widely perceived as systems surviving through managed decline. The frustration is ambient, not yet explosive. It lives in the background hum of conversations though sadly, in the growing habit of expecting little.

This is the terrain of democratic fatigue.

When people lose confidence that institutions respond meaningfully to them, civic behavior shifts. Voters do not become irrational; they become defensive. They substitute symbolic alignment for policy analysis because symbolism offers immediate psychological clarity in a system that feels structurally distant. Identity cues replace governance evaluation. Elections begin to feel less like instruments of direction and more like rituals of expression. Citizens for whatever reason continue to vote, but with diminished expectation that outcomes will materially alter their lives.

A fatigued democracy does not collapse in drama. It drifts.

Apathy is not the absence of anger; it is anger that has surrendered hope. Citizens adapt privately rather than demand publicly. They navigate declining systems individually while assuming collective repair is futile. Complaints about superficial voting behavior are therefore symptoms, not causes. The deeper condition is a population uncertain that its participation carries weight. When democratic agency feels diluted, people search for meaning in tribal affiliation, cultural conflict, or personal survival strategies. This is not 'treason'. The public sphere becomes spectacle. Governance becomes background.

External economic and political networks intensify this perception of distance. Global forums, multinational institutions, and transnational regulatory frameworks, whether viewed as cooperative necessities or elite overreach, symbolize decision-making that appears elevated beyond ordinary reach. Democracy relies not only on formal sovereignty but on perceived proximity. When policy seems authored in technocratic spaces inaccessible to the public, trust thins. Citizens experience a quiet dispossession. They do not necessarily believe in conspiracy; they believe in remoteness.

Stephen Harper repeatedly emphasized that Canada’s strength lay in practical governance rather than ideological theater. Stability, in his view, was an achievement requiring maintenance. His implicit warning was that federations survive only as long as citizens believe the rules apply evenly. When regions internalize the idea that they are permanent junior partners, alienation becomes institutional memory passed across generations. Western grievance is not an episodic flare-up. It is a diagnostic signal that emotional balance inside the federation is strained.

None of this makes Canada uniquely doomed. It makes Canada precariously human.

Federations do not die because they argue. They die when the argument loses meaning. The Austro-Hungarian and Yugoslav collapses were preceded by years in which citizens stopped believing reform was possible. Withdrawal preceded rupture. Canada’s visible fractures are dangerous not because they exist, but because they risk normalizing resignation. A country survives friction only if its citizens still believe improvement is attainable.

Patriotism in this century cannot resemble wartime unity. It must resemble civic adulthood. It is not loyalty to a government or nostalgia for empire. It is loyalty to the proposition that the federation belongs to its people and must function for them. Love of country is measured not in slogans but in refusal to surrender public life to fatigue.

Canada has always been an argument stretched across geography. Its continuity has depended on renegotiation, not harmony. The fractures visible today are not proof of death; they are proof of tension in a system still capable of adjustment. The decisive question is psychological before it is political: do 'Canadians' still believe the adjustment is worth the effort?

Nations do not disappear when criticized. They disappear when their citizens stop imagining them capable of renewal.

If patriotism feels cold, it may be waiting for a modern form, one grounded not in inherited myth but in conscious responsibility. Canada was assembled once out of fear. Its future can be assembled, if at all, by intention.

And intention requires a population that refuses to drift quietly into indifference. Are we too late?

The Gentile!

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Governance Gone Awry.

What strikes me after a lifetime of listening to political arguments about governance is not how intelligent they sound, but how eerily repetitive they are. The same banners are lifted, the same slogans polished and repainted, the same intellectual camps claiming to defend their territory as if the fate of humanity depends on a label. Liberalism promises liberation. Socialism promises fairness. Conservatism promises stability. Each arrives clothed in moral certainty, each claiming to be the final architecture of a just society. Each promising to do what is in your best interests. Yet, we stand in the ruins of centuries of such certainty and still ask why the human condition feels so fractured.

The problem is not that these systems exist. The problem is that we have mistaken systems for souls.

A political system is a tool. It is scaffolding. It is a framework constructed by imperfect minds attempting to manage the chaos of collective living. But a framework without a human center becomes a machine. And machines, when worshipped, do what machines always do: they grind. They optimize efficiency, power, and survival, but they do not inherently produce compassion. That must be inserted deliberately, defended constantly, and renewed generation after generation. When humanism is removed from governance, the system does not collapse. It functions perfectly. That is the horror. It functions perfectly at producing obedient citizens, rationalized cruelty, and bureaucratic indifference.

We have learned to debate ideologies with surgical precision while forgetting to ask the most primitive question: what does it mean to be human in the first place?

The great failure of modern discourse is not intellectual weakness. It is moral amnesia. We argue about economic models while stepping over the lonely. We argue about national identity while ignoring the terrified. We draft policies with elegant language that never once passes through the trembling hands of the people it will touch. The debate becomes a performance. Experts speak. Panels convene. Books are written. Applause follows. Meanwhile, the human being, the actual breathing organism with fear, longing, dignity, and vulnerability becomes an abstraction buried under statistics.

A society that forgets humanism becomes fluent in justification. Everything can be explained. Everything can be defended. Harm becomes collateral. Suffering becomes necessary. Indifference becomes maturity. The intellectualization of cruelty is perhaps the most sophisticated achievement of civilization. We no longer need tyrants with whips. We have committees with charts and statistics manufactured at whim.

What value does a system hold if it cannot feel the pulse of the people it governs? A government that cannot recognize the humanity of its weakest citizen is not advanced. It is primitive in a suit.

Humanism is not sentimental softness. It is not naive optimism. It is the radical assertion that the measure of progress is not GDP, military strength, or ideological purity. The measure is whether a child feels safe, whether an old person feels remembered, whether a stranger is treated as a fellow traveler rather than a statistical inconvenience. Humanism demands that policy pass a test no algorithm can compute: does this preserve dignity?

We have built a culture that fears this question because dignity cannot be easily monetized or weaponized. It resists ownership. It resists propaganda. It reminds us that before we were citizens, voters, taxpayers, or demographics, we were fragile beings thrown into existence without consent, trying to make sense of the dark together.

Every ideology, when stripped of humanism, becomes a costume for domination. Liberalism without humanism becomes elitism disguised as enlightenment. Socialism without humanism becomes control disguised as equality. Conservatism without humanism becomes fear disguised as tradition. The label changes. The pattern does not. The absence is the same: the disappearance of the human face.

We are witnessing a civilization that has mastered systems and forgotten sympathy. We have unprecedented access to information and unprecedented distance from one another’s pain. We can describe injustice in academic terms while remaining emotionally untouched by it. This is not intelligence. It is anesthesia.

To become human again is not a regression. It is an evolution we have postponed.

It requires a cultural reorientation away from victory and toward recognition. Recognition that every political argument ultimately concerns real nervous systems capable of suffering. Recognition that disagreement does not erase shared vulnerability. Recognition that no ideology absolves us from the responsibility to care.

This is not a call to abandon governance. It is a call to subordinate it to a deeper ethic. Systems must exist, but they must kneel before the human condition, not tower above it. A government should be judged not by how fiercely it defends its doctrine, but by how gently it handles its people.

The tragedy is not that we disagree about how to organize society. The tragedy is that we have allowed the argument to eclipse the reason society exists at all. We did not gather into civilizations to perfect theories. We gathered because survival alone was not enough. We wanted meaning, protection, and the chance to live without constant terror. We wanted to be seen.

If this manifesto sounds like a plea, it is because it is one. Not for consensus. Not for ideological surrender. But for remembrance. Remember the human being at the center of every policy, every law, every speech. Remember that no system will save us from the work of empathy. Remember that history’s greatest atrocities were not committed by monsters who rejected systems, but by believers who loved their systems more than their fellow humans.

The wake-up call is simple and devastating: a civilization that forgets its humanity will perfect its machinery and lose its soul. And no victory within any ideology will compensate for that loss.

We do not need a new label. We need a return to first principles. Before liberal, socialist, or conservative, we are custodians of one another’s fragility. If we cannot build a world that honors that truth, then every debate about governance is theater performed on a burning stage.

The manifesto is not against systems. It is against forgetting why we built them. Become human again. Start there. Everything else is secondary.

The Gentile!

Friday, February 6, 2026

The Second Crufixion.

As many of you who have read my work, you may know I stand with indifference to Institutionalized Christianity beginning with the Vatican and its global tentacles.

From my perspective of a historian of religion and a student of human behavior, the Council of Nicaea in 325 CE marks not simply a theological milestone but a psychological and political turning point in the evolution of Christianity. The Jesus of the Gospels preached an interior kingdom, a radical ethic of humility, and a critique of worldly power. The Christianity that emerged under Roman patronage was no longer merely a persecuted spiritual movement; it was being engineered into an imperial institution. That transition did not erase Jesus, but it reframed him within the needs of an Empire.

To those who read history with critical eyes, Nicaea can feel like a second crucifixion, not of the body, but of the message.

The historical Jesus, insofar as historians can reconstruct him, was a Jewish teacher operating within the ferment of Second Temple Judaism. His message was apocalyptic in the original sense: it unveiled a coming transformation of the moral order. He spoke of the Kingdom of God not as an administrative structure but as an ethical inversion where the last are first, the poor are blessed, and the meek inherit. Scholars like E.P. Sanders and Geza Vermes emphasize that Jesus functioned within a prophetic tradition that challenged religious legalism and social hierarchy. His authority was charismatic, not bureaucratic. He gathered followers, not officials.

The early Jesus movement reflected this fluidity. The first two centuries of 'Christianity' were marked by diversity rather than orthodoxy. Bart Ehrman and Elaine Pagels document the existence of multiple Christianities, of communities that differed in their understanding of Jesus’ nature, his relationship to God, and the path to salvation. Some like myself emphasized mystical knowledge (gnosis), while discussed others ethical imitation, and yet others, apocalyptic expectation. There was no centralized doctrine. Authority was local, highly contested, and evolving.

The Roman state entered this story not as a neutral observer but as a system obsessed with unity and control. When Constantine 'converted', or more accurately, aligned himself politically with Christianity after the Battle of the Milvian Bridge in 312, he did not merely adopt a religion. He recognized a tool capable of stabilizing an empire fractured by civil war and ideological fragmentation. A universal empire required a universal church.

The Council of Nicaea must be read in that light. Its stated purpose was to resolve the Arian controversy, a dispute over whether Christ was created or co-eternal with God the Father. But beneath the theology lay a political imperative - doctrinal ambiguity threatened imperial cohesion. Constantine himself presided over the council. This is not a trivial detail. The Roman emperor, historically the Pontifex Maximus, the chief religious authority of the empire was now shaping Christian orthodoxy. The Nicene Creed that many Christians recite was as much an act of statecraft as it was an act of faith.

The creed’s insistence on uniform belief marked a shift from experiential spirituality to enforced orthodoxy. Heresy, once a matter of internal debate, became a civic threat. After Nicaea, theological dissent could invite exile, confiscation of property, or worse. The machinery of empire fused with the machinery of belief. Christianity moved from persecuted sect to persecuting institution within a few generations. By the end of the 4th century, under Theodosius I, Nicene Christianity became the official religion of the Roman Empire, and 'pagan' practices were criminalized. You are either with us or against us.

This institutionalization inevitably altered the tone of the faith. Jesus’ teachings emphasized personal transformation and direct relationship with the divine. The imperial church emphasized hierarchy, sacrament, and doctrinal compliance. Bishops became administrators. Councils became legislative bodies. Salvation was increasingly mediated through structures that mirrored Roman governance. As historian Peter Brown notes, late antique Christianity absorbed the administrative genius of Rome; it inherited its love of order.

To say this was a betrayal is emotionally understandable, but historically it is more accurate to say it was a transformation driven by human behavioral dynamics. Large systems cannot survive on charisma alone. They routinize it. Sociologist Max Weber described this process as the “routinization of charisma,” where a movement founded on personal authority becomes institutionalized to preserve itself. Nicaea is a textbook case. The price of survival at scale was standardization. The cost of standardization was the narrowing of spiritual plurality.

From the viewpoint of a believer seeking the raw voice of Jesus, this can indeed feel like crucifixion, the living message fixed into a rigid framework. The paradox is that without this institutional turn, Christianity might have vanished like countless other first-century sects. Empire preserved it and reshaped it simultaneously. Preservation and distortion walked hand in hand.

The Roman influence did not invent Christianity, but it froze one version of it into orthodoxy and gave it the force of law. What had been a marginal spiritual movement became a pillar of imperial identity. The cross, once a symbol of execution and protest against power, became an imperial emblem carried by armies. That symbolic reversal is one of the great ironies of religious history.

Critical thought does not require rejecting Christianity; it requires recognizing that what we call Christianity is the product of centuries of negotiation between spiritual ideals and political realities. Nicaea was not the end of Jesus’ teachings, but it was the moment when those teachings entered the arena of empire and could never again be separated from it. The humble preacher of Galilee became the cosmic Christ of imperial theology. For some, that is fulfillment. For others, like myself, it is tragedy.

History does not hand us villains and saints so neatly. It shows us humans doing what humans always do: organizing belief, consolidating power, and trying to establish or stabilize meaning in a chaotic world. The tension between the institutional church and the spiritual Jesus has never disappeared. It surfaces in every reform movement, every mystic tradition, every return to the Gospels by those who suspect that somewhere beneath the architecture of doctrine lies a simpler voice still calling.

What Nicaea began, later councils consolidated. The process did not stop in 325; it accelerated and in many ways, it continues today. Once the precedent had been established that imperial authority could arbitrate theology, Christianity entered an era in which doctrine was hammered out with the tools of empire: assembly, decree, enforcement. The Council of Constantinople in 381 reaffirmed and expanded Nicene orthodoxy, clarifying the divinity of the Holy Spirit and further stabilizing the Trinity or Trinitarian doctrine. The aim again was unity, not merely spiritual coherence, but civic cohesion. Theological disagreement was no longer a family argument within a scattered sect; it was a fracture line running through the body politic.

The Council of Chalcedon in 451 sharpened the process even more dramatically. Its definition of Christ as fully divine and fully human in two natures was a philosophical triumph for some and an existential rupture for others. Entire regions of the empire particularly in Egypt and Syria, rejected Chalcedonian language, leading to enduring schisms that survive to this day in the Oriental Orthodox churches. What we see here is not simply doctrinal refinement but the visible cost of institutional certainty. The closer Christianity aligned itself with the administrative logic of Rome, the less room remained for ambiguity. Spiritual pluralism, once a feature of early Christian life, was reclassified as instability.

Alongside these councils grew the architecture of canon law and ecclesiastical bureaucracy. Bishops were no longer merely shepherds of local communities; they were magistrates of a sacred order. The church developed legal systems, property structures, and disciplinary mechanisms that mirrored the empire it inhabited. By the late antique period, Christianity had become one of the most sophisticated institutions in the Mediterranean world. Historian Ramsay MacMullen documents how coercion increasingly accompanied persuasion: laws against heresy, restrictions on pagan worship, and social penalties for dissent became normalized. The faith that began as a marginal protest movement had learned the grammar of power.

Equally significant was the narrowing of the canon and the suppression, sometimes subtle, sometimes violent with alternative Christianities. Texts that reflected mystical, symbolic, or radically interior interpretations of Jesus were sidelined as heterodox. The 'Nag Hammadi' discoveries in the 20th century revealed just how wide the early Christian 'imagination' once was. Works like the Gospel of Thomas or the Gospel of Mary portray a Christianity centered less on institutional mediation and more on inner awakening. Elaine Pagels argues that the victory of orthodoxy was not inevitable truth triumphing over error; it was a historical victory of organization over fragmentation. The church that survived was the church that could govern.

This is the long shadow of Rome. Institutional Christianity inherited Rome’s genius for durability. It learned to codify belief, regulate membership, and project authority across vast territories. In purely sociological terms, this was an extraordinary success. But every success carried a spiritual tension. The more Christianity resembled an empire, the further it drifted from the itinerant teacher who warned against storing treasures on earth and cautioned that power corrupts the soul. The paradox deepened: the church preserved Jesus by building structures he likely would have distrusted.

That tension did not disappear with the fall of Rome. It migrated (transformed) into every subsequent era. Medieval Christendom fused altar and throne. The Reformation exploded in part because many believers felt the institutional church had buried the Gospel under wealth, ritual, and political ambition. Reformers accused Rome of repeating, in another form, the same institutional capture that had begun in late antiquity. Even when Protestant movements rejected papal authority, they often built new institutions that reproduced the same structural dynamics. The cycle repeated because the underlying human problem remained unchanged: charisma ignites movements, but institutions preserve them, and 'preservation always alters the original fire'.

In modern times, critiques of institutionalized religion echo the ancient unease in a new register. Enlightenment thinkers attacked the alliance between church and state as a mechanism of social control. Feuerbach, Marx, and later Freud interpreted religion as a projection of human needs, a psychological and political construct rather than a divine mandate. Nietzsche declared that institutional Christianity had inverted life itself, transforming a radical message of inner transformation into a morality of obedience. Whether one agrees with these critiques or not, they share a recognition that organized religion is inseparable from the structures of power that sustain it.

Contemporary believers often feel this tension viscerally. Many distinguish between spirituality and religion, between the figure of Jesus and the machinery built in his name. Sociologists of religion note a steady rise in people who reject institutional affiliation while maintaining private forms of faith. This is not simply secularization; it is a reassertion of the ancient suspicion that spiritual truth cannot be fully contained within bureaucratic walls. The same instinct that once produced desert mystics, Gnostic sects, and reform movements now appears in modern spiritual individualism.

For me to call Nicaea a “second crucifixion” is therefore less a historical accusation than a symbolic diagnosis. It expresses the recurring fear that whenever a living message becomes an institution, something essential is nailed down and immobilized. Yet history also shows that without institutions, messages dissolve into obscurity. Christianity survives precisely because it accepted the bargain with power, even as that bargain reshaped it.

The story is not one of simple corruption or simple triumph. It is the story of what happens whenever transcendent ideals pass through human hands. Institutions are built by the same species that craves meaning and fears chaos. They stabilize belief, transmit memory, and create continuity, and in doing so, they inevitably domesticate what was once wild. The distance between the humble teachings of Jesus and the cathedrals of institutional Christianity is the distance between inspiration and administration, between revelation and governance.

That distance is still with us. Every generation renegotiates it. Modern critiques of institutional religion are not new rebellions; they are the latest chapter in a conversation that began the moment the first communities tried to organize a message that resisted organization. Beneath the creeds, councils, and bureaucracies, the original question persists: whether the spirit that animated the movement can survive the structures built to protect it.

And perhaps the enduring power of Jesus lies precisely there, in the fact that his voice continues to slip through the architecture, unsettling it, reminding every institution that it is provisional. The empire that shaped Christianity is gone. The councils are history. But the tension between living faith and institutional form remains unresolved, and is as alive now as it was in the fourth century. That tension is not a failure of religion; it is a mirror of the human condition itself.

The Gentile!

The Flint and Steel Approach to Education.

The intersection of eccentricity and education creates a powerful psychological resonance that often defines the most memorable academic experiences. While conventional pedagogy emphasizes structured syllabi and standardized delivery, the history of great teaching suggests that a lecturer's "strangeness", their specific, idiosyncratic charisma is the primary catalyst for student engagement. This phenomenon is not merely about entertainment; it is an exercise in breaking the mundane patterns of human attention. When an educator like Carl Sagan spoke of the cosmos, it was not just the data that captivated millions, but the lyrical, almost rhythmic cadence of his speech and his unabashed sense of wonder. This unique manner of conduct serves as a "hook" that bypasses the natural resistance students often feel toward complex or dense material. It is not just within education but also in general life. For example, when John F Kennedy spoke or the charisma of Barack Obama regardless if he did absolutely nothing positive for America, drew attention.

At the heart of this magnetic pull is the "," a concept originating from a 1970s study where an actor was hired to deliver a lecture to a group of professionals. Despite the content being intentionally nonsensical and contradictory, the audience rated the "professor" as brilliant because of his expressive, warm, and enthusiastic delivery. This suggests that the human brain is hardwired to prioritize the manner of delivery over the raw data. In the realm of niche technical education, I have discovered even to this day with my own educational pursuits, certain people reach us in a unique manner. One such example is the by on Youtube. The "strange" characteristic often manifests as a hyper-authentic, perhaps even prickly or as an intensely passionate persona. This authenticity creates a sense of "radical presence." As the philosopher and educator noted in , "We teach who we are." When a teacher embraces their quirks, they signal to the student that the subject matter is not just an abstract requirement, but a lived, breathing part of a human identity.

This perspective is further bolstered by the "Von Restorff Effect," or the isolation effect, which posits that an item that stands out from its peers is more likely to be remembered. In a sea of monotone lecturers, the teacher who uses dramatic pauses, wears unconventional attire, or integrates bizarre personal anecdotes creates a distinctive "mental anchor."

Richard Feynman, the Nobel-winning physicist, was a master of this. He rejected the stiff, formal language of the academy in favor of a "bongo-playing," street-smart demeanor that made quantum electrodynamics feel like a puzzle being solved in a jazz club. Feynman famously stated, "The first principle is that you must not fool yourself and you are the easiest person to fool." By presenting himself as a curious, slightly eccentric human rather than a finished product of the educational system, he encouraged a similar, uninhibited curiosity in his students. A way to invite them on a journey rather than lead them on a journey where you are the refined expert.

However, the success of the eccentric educator also relies on the "Affective Filter" hypothesis proposed by linguist Stephen Krashen. This theory suggests that learning is most effective when a student's anxiety is low and their motivation is high. A unique or humorous charisma acts as a solvent for this filter. When a teacher conducts themselves in a way that is surprising or even mildly "odd," it disrupts the traditional power hierarchy of the classroom, making the environment feel more like a shared discovery than a top-down lecture.

The "strangeness" becomes a form of intellectual vulnerability; by being willing to look unusual, the teacher invites the student to take their own risks in the learning process.

Ultimately, the most successful lecturers use their charisma as a delivery vehicle for deep substance. As the writer William Butler Yeats is often credited with saying, education is "not the filling of a pail, but the lighting of a fire." The unique traits of a lecturer are the flint and steel. Without that initial spark provided by a compelling, perhaps even strange, personality, the "fuel" of the curriculum may never catch.

The data consistently points toward the fact that while clarity is essential for understanding, it is the unique, idiosyncratic charisma of the teacher that ensures the information is prioritized by the brain’s limited attentional resources, transforming a simple lecture into an enduring intellectual event.

So, where are we today with the advent of digital, online education and the likes of YouTube?

The transition from the physical lectern to the digital screen has not diminished the power of the eccentric educator; rather, it has amplified it. In the vast ecosystem of online education and platforms like YouTube, the "strange characteristics" that once captivated a small classroom now serve as the primary mechanism for survival in an economy of infinite distraction.

Digital learning environments lack the social pressure of a physical room, making the instructor’s unique persona the only "gravity" strong enough to prevent a student from clicking away. This has led to the rise of the "personality-driven" educational model, where the lecturer’s idiosyncratic presence acts as a "Social Presence" bridge, a psychological phenomenon where learners perceive a mediated person as a real, relatable human being despite the digital barrier. I am happy to add the University of Calgary currently includes facets of this approach to their MEd program.

Research into digital andragogy suggests that vocal charisma and facial expressiveness are pivotal in establishing this connection. In asynchronous video learning, the instructor's "paraverbal expressions", their specific tone, speed, and even the "small imperfections" in their delivery humanize the content and foster what psychologists call a parasocial relationship.

For a digital-first educator, eccentricity is not just a personality trait but a form of "platform infrastructure." Successful creators often lean into a specific archetype, whether it is the high-energy "mad scientist," the dry-witted "curmudgeon," or the intensely calm "philosopher." This specialization helps students form a mental cohort, where they are not just learning a subject like Ham radio or physics, but are participating in a specific person’s unique worldview.

Furthermore, the "Dr. Fox Effect" is remarkably resilient in the digital age. Studies have shown that even when students highly value the educational content, their engagement significantly declines if the digital instructor is perceived as unenthusiastic or "standard." Conversely, 'high-seduction digital lectures', those utilizing humor, storytelling, and an "eccentric body language", not only increase student satisfaction but can also lead to higher achievement by reducing the "cognitive load."

When a teacher is authentically unique, the student's brain expends less energy on social decoding and more on the material itself, as the instructor's predictable "strangeness" becomes a comfortable and reliable background for complex learning.

In this new frontier, the "lighting of a fire" happens through a screen, but the flint remains the same. The digital medium actually rewards those who are willing to be "weird" because authenticity is the rarest commodity online. By rejecting the polished, robotic "corporate" style of instruction in favor of an honest, quirky, and deeply personal delivery, modern educators like those found on YouTube, recreate the magnetic pull of a Carl Sagan for a global audience. They prove that while the medium has changed, the human desire for a "unique voice" to guide them through the darkness of the unknown remains the most powerful force in education.

The Gentile!

Sunday, February 1, 2026

The Irony of God.

There is a quiet irony in the human story of God. The sacred, which by its very nature should be boundless and unpossessable, has so often been given walls, price tags, uniforms, and hierarchies. The divine, which many traditions described as closer to us than our own breath, has been placed behind altars, gates, institutions and governments and kings that claim stewardship over what was never theirs to own.

If one surveys the broad arc of spiritual history, a pattern emerges. The earliest spiritual impulses were intimate: a person beneath the sky, a whisper of awe before nature, a trembling moral insight, a moment of gratitude, a cry for meaning. These were interior experiences, unmediated, personal, transformative. They required no membership, no donation, no architecture. They asked only for awareness, humility, and a heart attuned to something greater than the self.

Yet as communities formed, as power structures crystallized, the language of transcendence became a language of administration. The mystery of God was gradually translated into rules, dues, ranks, and rituals. None of these are inherently wrong; humans are social creatures and institutions can preserve wisdom. But the drift occurs when the container begins to replace the content, when the symbol claims to be the source.

A would recognize this as a familiar human tendency. We institutionalize what we fear losing. We formalize what we cannot fully understand. And in doing so, we often convert living truths into managed systems. Once systems exist, they attract incentives, status, wealth, influence and social control. The vocabulary remains spiritual, but the currency becomes material.

This is where the quiet hijacking I often discuss, can occur. Not always through malice, but through gradual misalignment. A temple meant to inspire awe becomes a monument to donors. A ceremony meant to cultivate inner transformation becomes a performance to display authority. A contribution meant to sustain a community becomes a revenue stream and often misappropriated. Over generations, the narrative subtly shifts: access to divine favor is implied to be facilitated by compliance, participation, and giving.

The tragedy is not merely financial; it is psychological and spiritual. When people are taught that their standing with the divine is mediated by institutions, they may outsource their conscience. They may measure devotion by visibility rather than sincerity. They may seek reassurance from ritual while neglecting inner work. The spiritual journey, which should be deeply personal and often uncomfortable, is replaced by a checklist.

And yet, across traditions, the most profound spiritual teachers consistently pointed inward. These spiritual teachers such as Jesus Christ, Rumi, Ibn Arabi and Ibn Hallaj, spoke of the heart, of intention, of love, of awareness and forgiveness. They warned against hypocrisy, against public displays of piety without private integrity. They reminded listeners that the sacred is not impressed by spectacle. These voices appear again and again in history, often at odds with the establishments of their time.

Why, then, are people so easily drawn into material expressions of faith like mass praying in streets and squares that disrupt daily life? Part of the answer lies in human cognition. Tangible acts feel reassuring. A building can be seen. A donation can be counted. A ritual can be completed. Inner transformation, by contrast, is ambiguous, slow, and invisible. The material world offers measurable proxies for immeasurable aspirations.

There is also a social dimension. Belonging is powerful. Shared rituals bond communities. Identity forms around collective practice. Institutions provide structure, charity, education, and continuity. Many do genuine good. The problem arises not from organization itself, but from conflating the organization with the divine it claims to represent.

A divine reality, if it is truly divine, cannot be owned, franchised, or monopolized. It cannot require payment plans or architectural grandeur. It would not need marketing. It would not depend on human defense. It would, by most theological definitions, be concerned with the orientation of the heart and the ethical life of the individual.

The gentle reclaiming of spirituality, then, is not rebellion but return. A return to sincerity over spectacle. To contemplation over consumption. To compassion over compliance. It is the recognition that no intermediary can feel your remorse, your gratitude, your love, or your wonder on your behalf.

This does not require abandoning community or tradition. It requires seeing them clearly, as tools, not masters; as maps, not destinations. The moment a structure claims exclusive access to God, it has already reduced the infinite to a possession.

Perhaps the deeper invitation is this: to approach the divine as a relationship rather than a transaction. To ask not “What must I give to be accepted?” but “How shall I live to be aligned?” To understand that reverence may be shown in kindness, honesty, and awareness as much as in any sanctuary.

In the end, the spiritual journey has always been quieter than the institutions surrounding it. It happens in conscience, in reflection, in how one treats the vulnerable, in how one confronts one’s own ego. No one can do that work for another. No ceremony nor no book can substitute for it.

If God has been hijacked in the public square, the path back may simply be this: to rediscover the sacred where it first spoke to humanity, in the interior life, in love without audience, and in the humility to seek truth beyond what is sold in Gods name.

The Gentile!