Far be it from me to bitch and complain. HOWEVER, I can’t get it out of my head that Iowa Atheists and Freethinkers are having a “Winter Solstice” celebration. Winter Solstice? Really?
Why is it that IAF wants to celebrate a holiday that has roots in ancient observance of the darkening and rebirth of the sun. Its no accident that the Roman church celebrates the birth of sweet baby Jesus on the same day as the Roman celebration of Saturnalia, a week-long festival, honoring Saturn, the god of agriculture, included feasting, gift-giving, and social role reversals. I could go down a long list of ancient celebrations of the darkening of the sun and anticipation of spring. Christians, Celtic, Norse, whatever. A god by any other name…
In an article published in Free Inquiry (vol. 42, no. 1), Tom Flynn wrote of solstice celebrations: “What do we gain by ousting one outmoded superstitious observance from our lives if we replace it with an even older superstition?” A god by any other name…
Are we some kind of new age — spiritual but not religious — one with Mother Earth — religion? If that’s what people want, fine but be aware of the slippery slope. The winter solstice is so tied to humanity’s childhood when there was a god behind every tree and under every rock that a solstice celebration is just a way to have a Christmas party without a Christmas party — a loophole if ever there was. We don’t need a god by any other name…
In my essay, The Baby and the Bathwater, I quoted Tom Flynn ‘s argument that holidays, in general no longer make much sense. An additional reason why holidays were so important to ancient people has to do with the perception of the passage of time. Think how your own perception has changed from when you were a child when a day seemed like a week and a year was a life time. Today, as an adult, a week seems like a day and years spin by before we know it. Most of us have our feet in multiple centuries. My grandparents were born in the 19th century. My parents were born in the early 20th century and lived into the 21st. Children born now will very likely see the 22nd century. In a time when most people lived for 25 or 30 years, life was short but working days were 16 hours long, work injuries debilitating if not fatal, disease not understood, child birth frequently fatal, &c. It was no wonder that people yearned for pie in the sky. Such superstition no longer makes sense. We no longer need to pay homage to the gods of our ancestors. A god by any other name…
Okay, I get it, it’s cold outside; everyone else is decking the halls, singing schmaltzy Christmas carols, drinking eggnog, exchanging useless gifts, &c; why can’t we have some fun once in a while. We have tossed the bathwater as well as the baby — scroll down, past “older posts” to December 14, 2023 to see my essay on this very topic — but we still feel the need to fight for our right to party, as it were. But a pre-Christian, Christianized religious holiday? Come on, can’t we do better than that? A god by any other name…
Why not, then, celebrate the amazing things humans have achieved, all without the aid of any of the gods — we simply have no need of that hypothesis. Right out of the gate I can think of three examples of events, all of which occurred around this time of year, all of which are worthy of commemoration, and all three devoid of the stench of superstition, ancient or modern. We don’t need a god by any name…
On January 1, 1925, in Washington, D.C., Edwin Hubble announced his groundbreaking discovery that the universe is expanding. What a great theme for next year’s winter celebration. I would not think it too hard to find someone to appear and discuss this exciting moment from a hundred years ago. Solstice, Schmolstice, give me a lecture on the day we found the universe.
Next, Sir Isaac Newton was born December 25, 1642. I could envision a pot luck with speakers who can explain the laws of thermodynamics. They are some of the most elegant expressions of reality ever propounded. I think a professor of physics could give a talk which would leave the listeners intellectually intoxicated. Who could ask for more.
A third idea, the James Webb Space Telescope was launched December 25, 2021. We put a telescope a million miles from earth powerful enough to “see” all the way from here to the big bang. If that doesn’t make your spine tingle, I don’t know what will.
These are three ideas for winter celebrations commemorating events based solely in reason and science. We’ve thrown out both the baby and the bathwater, if we want to fill the tub again, lets fill it with water of knowledge, not from the shadows of the past. A god by any other name smells just as odious. Let’s throw open the windows, throw out the bathwater of gods, by whatever name, and let in the fresh air of reason and science. It’s so much more elegant and poetic.
Did I mention that atheists celebrating the winter solstice is just a feeble attempt to celebrate Christmas by substituting Sol for baby Jesus, or frosty the snowman. Give me a break, A god by any other name…
Mike Messina