Why I don’t like arguing about this, or anything?

My work – my writing, talks, and experiments – is all intended to help people escape reality tunnels. Every one of my books is trying to wake people up from the game. (A bit like that moment in the Matrix when he sits up out of his little pod for the first time.) Sometimes I do it through seduction, and other times through paranoia. Sometimes it’s just an intellectual reframing.

But I’ve always resisted the polarity of a dialectic – those heated, two-sided debates. The process itself seems to entrench us further in specific reality tunnels. Academics and committed politicos hate me for it, but I really am committed, for the timebeing, to avoid getting too stuck in a singular, absolute way of seeing the world. Polar argumentation and the duality it promotes make this harder to do.

And this is why fundamentalists enjoy things like the Middle East crisis so much. It throws even formerly “moderate” people back into the more extreme corners of their reality tunnels.

In my reality tunnel, the Palestinians and Israelis are basically looking in the mirror. The religions are quite quite similar, and the false notions of state-hood imported from Europe have the people acting out insanely unfounded mythologies of national identity. These people don’t have national identities, because nations aren’t real. And God certainly has no idea what they are.