Rick Stuart, my NY Chesterton Society friend, has just thrown down a nerdfest Facebook gauntlet. As follows: “Skeptics like Susannah Black may consider World of Warcraft and the like unimportant, but the NSA has other ideas.”
Bad Chestertonian. Bad, bad Chestertonian. Don’t MAKE me open up a can of Leon Kass on you. I don’t in the slightest think that WoW is unimportant. I think it’s very important. I think that every moment you spend on that stuff, you’re teaching yourself: making the repeated argument that you have no body, that the world of dirt and bread and gravity and hot and cold and subway trains and swaddling clothes and grave-clothes and empty tombs does not exist. Far be it from me to call this an unimportant thing. You’re instructing yourself in gnosticism.
There are very few things I’m sure about in life– well, that’s not true; there are quite a few. But one of them is that walking from the Upper West Side through the park to the Met is not the same as instructing your avatar to do this. It’s not even similar. Watch out, buddy, lest you forget.