In this essay I try to explain how it’s possible that Marilynne Robinson, whose writing, worldview, and politics pretty much embody the word generous, seems to draw a lot of her inspiration from a theologian, John Calvin, who figures in many peoples’ minds as the Great Satan of modern western history. In so doing, I also give brief shout-outs (or shouts-out?) to Prince, Noam Chomsky, and Karl Barth, while thumbing my nose at Max Weber, R.H. Tawney, and (an unnamed) Daniel Dennett. Because that’s how I roll.
EDIT: Well, actually, I did name him.