Why be Good?: Response to The Reasons of the
Scriptures
Laurie Zoloth
Northwestern University
My student asks: Dr. Zoloth, why do I have to be
so good? I am teaching young obstetrics
& gynecology residents why they should not take
bribes from drug companies, something I thought I
could wrap up in 10 minutes, but it is not going
well. They all know the name, for example, of the
Ortho-Nova drug rep, "CHRISTI! "they chorus, their
hands up in the air, white coats rustling, but they
do not know the name of our Dean, for it is Christi
who leaves free drug samples and they and their
girlfriends take them. The drugs are for the poor,
theoretically, and when I point this out, they tell
me that are poor residents.
It was August and in the cycle of the Torah the
Jews of the world were reading our way through
Deuteronomy, thinking of poverty and residents aliens
and I am a Scriptural Reasoner, and then there is
that whole Christi problem, and I think, textually,
about this irony for a moment, pausing, thinking:
"if your brother grows poor and his hand falters
with you, you shall support him, as though he is a
resident alien, do that he shall live with
you,"(Leviticus
25:35). And my student asks again. "Like, when I
see a beggar on Michigan Avenue, and he comes to me,
why do I have to give him my money?"
I say, "You are going to be a doctor, and if I
have anything to do with it, a moral agent." And,
thinking of
Bashit Koshul, I say, "there is a link between
economy and a moral life, and the link between the
two is such that engaging in a particular type of
economic activity either facilitates or hinders the
possibility of morality." And not just your
salvation, I mutter, but the possibility of mine.
I am an ethicist, and the call to tell of
scripture, which turns us toward the past, and
towards the task of the recovery of the past, always
makes me slightly guilty, for text study is always a
task done with a deep joy that is tempered by the
sound of the present, and that is a sound like the
shattering of glass. It is the sound of the army in
the temple (and I might add, today, in the mosque.)
One studies the text of debt and release and of
forgiveness in a world pulled away from such a call,
and one reads the response, from the Jew, and the
Muslim and the Christian, and this stops the world,
as these radical world-stopping texts were meant to.
But the texts are about the future, of course—we are
here, right now, but our problem is how to make the
future fair, a future moment that begins when you
walk out that door, at the moment when you hear the
first cry of the poor, and stretches all the way out
to Moshiach. But are we, perhaps, possessive
of a contingency? Perhaps our stuff is ours, and our
way is singular, or perhaps shared only with other
contented, successful people, the ones who work hard,
and take personal responsibility for their fate.
Perhaps the world, suggest my students, is like
this—perhaps it is for us, ours, in the ways that are
most important—ownership, control, autonomy.
So as an ethicist, and a guilty one at that—and my
warrant for reading is that it must be an ethical
gesture—I want us to stay with the text, for it is
literal, and I have literal questions to ask of it,
and of my colleagues: mostly, do we really mean it?
How can we live it? What does the theory we create do
for the actual practices in which we find ourselves?
It is not entirely the medical resident's fault, it
is a problem in the academy—we have made them little
businessmen, and given them ethics as secular
autonomy, in which bodies are a kind of property, in
which we contract not to violate rights.—and we have
taught them that a person is a bundle of rights. We
do not teach them duty, nor hospitality, so they
cannot think clearly about justice. It keeps coming
out as a weak, sappy, sort of pious charity—a
Christianity with the gift giving drug rep "Christi"
at its core instead of the cross or the Akedah.Not to
mention scripture, not to mention God, is to allow
them to think it is all a matter of personal,
inchoate niceness. But the student has asked a real
question—"I've worked hard—he hasn't—what does
justice have to do with it?" Luckily, I can say—well,
let me ask Gibbs, Hardy and Koshul: and my colleagues
on the panel answer for me—
First: The shared past is slavery, and in its name
we are responsible to undo slavery. But before
slavery? What is that? Our pasts are the stories of
critical betrayals between brothers—times when a
kinsman has come to you in his need, and you have
turned away. Cain and Abel, Ishmael and Isaac, Jacob
and Esau; Laban has sold you into a sort of slavery,
Jacob; and Jacobs's sons have sold their brother into
slavery, and that is how we are in Egypt in the first
place.The consequent economy is based not only on
exchange but repair, not only on liberation from
slavery, but a covenant based on being forgiven for
having failed precisely in this way.
Second: What is the problem that the text worries
its way through? It is, our papers argue, the Kantian
problem—that one might get confused and make a
critical ethical error: one might think that people
are things. But why could such a confusion possibly
occur—that you might think your sister, whose baby
word named you, or your brother, who taught you to
count, might suddenly become a stranger's body to
you? I think this is possible, of course, after
war—when bodies lie on the ground as so much
kindling. Think about the kinds of times in which the
need for a law about the crisis of debt occurs. In
all three texts, it is a time of reordering after
war, wars in which what is at stake is God in the
world. Soldiers were everywhere, and their swords—yet
the conflict is completed, or paused and now the task
is to remake a world beyond victory—but there has
been so much loss, so much death, perhaps, one might
think, that is merely the way of the world? Might you
not think, well, all this stuff, I, chosen of God, I
must deserve it?
In the Hebrew text, we are stopping at thresholds.
Looking across at new terrain, Moses worries if the
future will be fair, and if the community of children
he has watched grow into men and women can both do
the difficult work of daily life and the far harder
work of caring for each other. What must I do about
the suffering of the other? The ideal of justice—just
words until now, since the children did not really
have to share anything—is also transformed into a
tangible physical reality. Every family is to have
its particular plot of land. But the world is a
chancy thing, as this law reminds us. Your own
family, your best friend may lose faith, your
neighbor may fail and come to you wearing nothing but
his last coat, having nothing but her
desperation—having nothing but her open hands.
In the Jewish tradition, the texts of Deuteronomy
and debt release are read frequently—they are read on
the second day of the pilgrimage holidays to which
they refer, in perhaps the most difficult part of the
law. You must take the poor into your homes, and you
must take them with you to Jerusalem, the whole pack
of you. You must include, at the end, even the
gerim, the widows, the orphan, all into the
deal. The poor surround you at all times, they stand
in the edges of the field like it is their field,
surround the sharp corners, rounding the place you
live, encircling you in the need of others. They are
there when you cheerily celebrate your stuff, and
eat, there in your joy, because the world is not a
thing that you personally were given. Neither your
riches or your neighbor's need belongs to them alone,
both of these are the exchanged in all of these
economies.
In this relationship, as an adult, not a child
munching on manna, but one who now must pray for
daily bread, you will need both courage to proceed to
the place that will be yours in the future—the "sort
of yours" future, and the "really yours" future—and
the terrible wisdom to forgive terrible failure. With
the Islamic texts,
Koshul reminds us: the roles landholder and land
loser might be at anytime reversed.
Third: But the problem is not only how to give
freely. It is not only about how to have the complex,
failed, messed up person in your crowded living room,
sleeping on the couch, it is even harder—it is how to
forgive debts, after you have done all that you have
done, when she still cannot repay you. How to return
to the original position, despite all that is true of
her failure? When you were born, says the text, or
reborn as My People, you were idol worshippers and
you were enslaved. And only with these laws can you
avoid a return to these terrible curses, can you
avoid being thrown into jail—or perhaps it is an iron
cage?—with no real possibility for repayment. You
hang between re-capture and abundance, but only if
you can make the pilgrimage with everyone. And now,
the task of forgiveness will be the first job for
people interested in second chances, in a fair
future. Debt occurs because human beings make
horrible mistakes, because crops fail and insects are
also hungry. To loan money is to give a kinsman your
hope that she can work her way back into the
community with this chance. The thing about
forgiveness of debt, and release of slaves is that it
asks for both remembering and forgetting at the same
time for both parties to the loan—remember your
obligations to the poor, act on them, remember that
you remember to pay back with your work this debt you
have incurred. But there are limits to this
essentially marketplace, capitalist exchange. In part
what is exchanged is also memory—of oppression,
redemption, relationship and of God. For French
philosopher Paul Ricoeur, the point is to leave the
logic of scarcity and move to the logic of abundance.
Koshul reminds us that such an interaction is
also based on the reality that the ledgers of the
economy at every scaled level are based in far more
than the seen exchange—and the hiddenness of the
exchange enhances it, but also might recall for us
how deeply other aspect of loan and reward might
go.
What of a debt that is endless, asks
Daniel Hardy? What of a man who owes you
everything? What is at stake here seemed to be yet
another missed truth: the parables of owing
impossible amounts are precisely the ones that are
most in the realm of a spiritual economy. One can
easily misunderstand, as my student does, as the
servant in the Luke parable does. For the debt the
patient owes the physician is enormous—his life,
literally. (And thus, understandably she might think
herself as having given a great deal to him.) But the
debt that the physician owes the patient is far
larger—unimaginably larger, for it is only by and
through the bodies of the patient that the doctor is
a doctor at all—both in an ontological way, and in
the tangible way at the heart of practice. When one
comes to you in their nakedness, having failed at
everything, needed help or they will die that day,
one might be tempted to use them as things, and their
life and death might come to mean nothing. But the
field of responsibility, Hardy reminds us, is a
particular sort of exchange of goods. Let me parable
the parable: the student is the one in debt, who
ought to fall on her knees before the patient, who is
of course, the bearer of the face of the Holy
One,which perhaps the student does not know she has
been seeking. When the patient's body has been given
over, and the student is now a doctor, and her debt
is forgiven, and forgotten (or this story would not
seem so strange to us, so inverted) then the doctor
has an obligation to be transformed—to transform
solidarity into living by mercy.
Whose hands are open? The hands of the poor, who
carry nothing, who have given you the last covering
for their skin; the hands of the Jew on the Sabbath
who can carry nothing into the world; the hands of
patients, from whom all is taken, whose bodies are
naked—their rings taken off before the surgeon's
knife can begin, or the MRI is taken and captured,
they too have given to the doctor all but their skin
as guarantee for their need. Also the giver is open
handed—"you must open your hand"—for look—presto
chango—nothing is there! You have nothing, and you
must see that before you can really give, for this is
an economy in which the autonomy of wealth is an
illusion, a magic trick from the magicians of Egypt
perhaps, the real deal being that the open hand you
offer is full of the goods and grace of the Lord. And
when even the slave serves her time, she will be set
both free and free with not-empty-hands, and that
will be the alchemy of Exodus.
I have asked the texts in the hands of my friends
to do several jobs—to be read word by word, so we
remember the story; to be remembered into the word of
God, theology, and then to go back out to the clinic,
where the particulars matter—which call to answer. My
student is not an Enron executive, both because she
is herself an immigrant, an actual alien, from a poor
family on their small plot, and also because medical
residents are rather like a recently freed slaves—out
of grad school, and needing to know how to become a
person at each quotidian moment—this one on the
street, this one in the clinic, this sister on my
doorstep. I want her to desire the terrain of
sociability and to understand that if she opens her
hands—the place of her skill, the place she will
catch babies and learn to cut and repair—she must
know the poor have the right to take what they need
from her. The economy of medicine, but not more or
less, these texts remind, is not merely an economy,
but a theo-political exchange.
What does our study of scripture offer her? In a
way, my three friends have told her: it is a circular
argument, an argument about a circular economy, and
about an encircled economy—an economy for right now
that has in mind a spiral upwards—a blinding
eschatology, a Jubilee. You must be good because we
must still live in a world where it still could be
true that your brother is freed directly from your
empty hands.
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