The Jesus Christ of my generation, David Carradine, has died

The Jesus Christ of my generation, David Carradine, died today of an apparent suicide. Maybe David Carradine himself wasn’t Jesus Christ, but his most famous character, Kwai Chang Caine, was one of the closest characters we’ve had to a Jesus in two thousand years. Kwai Chang Caine, an outcast from his own country of China, a half-breed born of a white American father and a Chinese mother, traveled the desert of the western United States of the 1800s carrying a message of peace, tolerance, and love of life and of one’s neighbor. Hunted and persecuted for his peaceful ways and his one mistake of defending his master from a brutal attack by the Chinese emperor’s nephew, Kwai Chang Caine had a lot in common with the more commonly known Jesus, the Jesus of Nazareth.

“Kung Fu” ran from 1972-1975, before DVDs, before cable, when living in the country meant suffering through poor television reception. Yet I watched as many episodes as I could. As a high school student during those years, I came of age watching his adventures and carefully paying attention to his message and his commitment to “The Tao”, the path he chose and did not forsake.

Caine was a Shaolin priest, a monk of high training in the teachings of his masters and the fighting style of kung fu. Every episode of the television program had its obligatory two fighting scenes, but Kwai Chang never wanted to fight and only did so to protect the rights of others, or to defend himself from evil men bent on killing him. A Shaolin priest could walk through walls, it was said, yet Caine was “just a man” as he insisted with unequaled humility. He was not familiar with the Christian Bible, as we learned in “The Tong”, my favorite episode from Season 2, but he recited quotes from famous Chinese Buddhists and other philosophers of his era. For example, Caine said, “Yield and overcome,” to the Christian woman who had quoted the passage from the Bible about turning the other cheek.

I dreamed of joining a Shaolin monastery and learning kung fu, but it wasn’t until years later that I realized that I *had* been trained in the monastery every week for the three years that the series ran. From Kwai Chang Caine I learned patience, determination, tolerance, and a philosophical world view.

David Carradine became a cult hero to a whole generation of boys like me. Martial arts schools exploded onto the scene in the 1970s, and are still a rage today. I studied martial arts for one year as an adult. Two of my brothers went further, one even competing at the national level in the 1980s. “Kung Fu” had a huge impact on me personally and on an entire generation.

If the Jesus of Nazareth was anything like the character of Kwai Chang Caine, in temperament, spirituality, strength of character, and the struggles he lived through, then it is no wonder that Christianity caught on. I mean no disrespect to Jesus of Nazareth to compare Him with Kwai Chang Caine, and I hope no offense will be taken by the reader.

The passing of David Carradine will be felt, quietly, privately, by many who will miss their own personal Jesus.

Grace, Gratitude, and Who should we thank for civilization?

I am grateful for so many things. A Christian thanks God for everything, but the atheist doesn’t know who to thank. In fact, there is no “who” to thank.

But in recent years I’ve been rethinking my attitude toward gratitude. All the self-help gurus tell us that we should have an attitude of gratitude. I first heard this from Anthony Robbins, on his Personal Power tapes, and later I read it in his book “Awaken The Giant Within”. But he will admit that many of his ideas come from others, and after reading dozens of self-help books, I’m convinced that the lineage of the attitude of gratitude idea can be traced back to “Think And Grow Rich” by Napoleon Hill, published early in the 20th century. And the ideas certainly go further back, probably all the way to the Bible.

When we say Grace at meal time, we are expressing our gratitude for the food, and often for other good things in our life. What is grace? The New World Dictionary (2nd Edition) says of grace: from the Latin, gratia, pleasing, quality, favor, thanks. I’m reminded of the Spanish “gracias” meaning “thanks”, which shares the same root.

As an atheist, I have refrained from saying Grace at meal time because of its religious connotations. “Bless us Oh Lord for these Thy gifts, which we are about to receive,” or something like that. An atheist doesn’t believe in God, and therefore it seems inappropriate to thank God for the food. Shouldn’t we be thanking the farmer, the grocer, the breadwinner, the cook? What’s all this about thanking God?

But who does the farmer thank? What if the weather is bad that year and the crops don’t grow or can’t be harvested? Should we just take the good weather for granted? You can’t thank the weather; that doesn’t make sense! The direct object of the verb “to thank” is a person, or being. Linguistically, then, and perhaps psychologically, we need God in order to have an object to thank, for at least some of those things that we are grateful for.

The hard-core atheist (of which I am one) argues that we shouldn’t be grateful for the good weather. Our gratitude can’t change the weather. For even if we are grateful, our gratitude will not increase the likelihood that the weather will be good in the future. I believe that’s true, but it doesn’t *feel* right. I *feel* that we should be grateful for the good in our lives, even if there is no scientific basis for thinking that the gratitude will keep the good weather coming.

What about the things that gratitude *can* facilitate? For example, when someone invites me to attend the Journey IFC social “FRED” group meeting and provides snacks, shouldn’t I be grateful for that? Of course! Absolutely! There is clearly an identifiable object of my gratitude, namely the person who hosted the meeting and the person who provided the snacks.

Sometimes, however, the object of our gratitude isn’t as obvious, or the chain of gratitude isn’t clear. For example, should I be grateful for the sewer system in our neighborhood? And who in society should I thank for the sewer system? The worker who dug the trenches, the worker who installed the pipes, the worker who mans the sewage processing plant, the vast organization that provides electricity to the sewage processing plant, the plumber who connected the sewer system to my house, the vast network of people who create metal pipes and PVC, the politician who created the legislation which begat the sewer system, the bond holders who bought the bonds that built the system, the tax payer who paid for it. And perhaps dozens of other individuals and groups or organizations that made all of these things possible.

It seems that just about everyone, all of civilization, is responsible for my sewer system.

Who should I thank for civilization?