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Bertrand Russell of Trellech 1872 – 1970 AD
(●) The logician who rebuilt mathematics on logic and then spent sixty years explaining, to anyone who would listen, why he was not a Christian. Bertrand Russell is two people in most people’s memory, and both of them are real. One is the technical philosopher who, with Alfred North Whitehead, spent a decade deriving arithmetic from logic in the three volumes of Principia Mathematica, and who found the contradiction at the heart of the subject that is still called Russell’s paradox. The other is the white-haired public man on a placard outside a government building, the author of a lecture called "Why I Am Not a Christian," the voice that told the twentieth century that the universe is simply there and needs no maker. He belongs on a Christian apologetics site for the plainest possible reason: he is the ancestor of nearly every popular objection a Christian meets today. Think of the ones that come up over coffee. "Who made God?" is the standard reply to the First Cause argument, the case that the chain of causes has to start somewhere. Religion rests on fear. The believer, not the doubter, is the one who has to produce the evidence, and the celestial teapot too small for any telescope to find is his picture of exactly that demand: a claim nobody can disprove is not thereby a claim anybody has to believe. All of these reach ordinary conversation through him. He did not invent every one of them, and the reply to the First Cause argument he took from a sentence in John Stuart Mill, but he gave them the wording that stuck, and he put them better than most of the people who repeat them. One thing about him is easy to miss. Russell was not a man who found religion beneath his notice. He wrote about it, argued about it, and returned to it for seventy years, and in a private letter written in 1916 he described the centre of himself as a searching for something beyond what the world contains. The case against Christianity in his hands is a case made by a man who felt the size of what he was refusing.
(●) 1872 AD: Born into a Whig political dynasty, and orphaned before he was four. Bertrand Arthur William Russell was born on 18 May 1872 at Ravenscroft, a house near Trellech in Monmouthshire, on the Welsh side of the border. The family he was born into governed the country and reformed it at the same time, which is what the Whig politics of such a house amounted to in practice: his grandfather, Lord John Russell, had twice been Prime Minister under Queen Victoria, and had carried the Reform Bill of 1832 through the House of Commons. His parents, Viscount and Viscountess Amberley, were radicals of the next generation: freethinkers, advocates of birth control, friends of the philosopher John Stuart Mill, who agreed to act as the boy’s secular godfather and then died the following year. Then the household emptied, and it emptied with terrible speed. His mother Kate and his sister Rachel died of diphtheria in the summer of 1874, when he was two. His father followed in January 1876, and so the boy of three was sent to live at Pembroke Lodge in Richmond Park with his grandparents. Lord John died two years after that, which left his grandmother, Lady Russell, to bring him up. His parents had named freethinkers as guardians, which the family would not accept; they went to court and had the will set aside. His grandmother was a Scottish Presbyterian of severe conscience, and she gave him a Bible with her favourite texts written in the flyleaf. One of them was Exodus 23:2: "You shall not fall in with the many to do evil." He said long afterwards that her emphasis on that text had made him unafraid of belonging to small minorities. She can hardly have foreseen which minorities.
(●) 1883 AD: Euclid at eleven gave him the certainty he wanted, and adolescence took his faith away in pieces. He was taught at home by governesses and tutors, in a house full of adults and almost empty of other children. Then, when he was eleven, his older brother Frank began teaching him geometry out of Euclid, and the effect was permanent. Here at last was a body of truth that could be proved: laid out in order, each step following from the one before, nothing resting on anybody’s word. He was disappointed by one thing only, the axioms, which are the starting points a reader has to accept without proof because there is nothing earlier to derive them from. That disappointment turned into a life’s work, the search for foundations that would not have to be taken on trust. The loneliness of those years was real, and he never made light of it. He wrote in his autobiography that as an adolescent he often thought of suicide, and that what held him back was the wish to know more mathematics. What kept the boy alive, in other words, was an appetite for proofs. At fifteen he began a secret journal, written out in Greek letters so that nobody in the household could read it, and in its pages he watched his inherited religion come apart a piece at a time. Free will went first. Then immortality, the belief that the soul survives the death of the body. God went last, at eighteen, because of a single sentence in Mill’s Autobiography, and he never went back on it (T3).
(●) 1890 AD: Cambridge, an unhappy marriage, and the contradiction that wrecked the foundations of arithmetic. Russell went up to Trinity College, Cambridge, in 1890, read mathematics for three years and philosophy for one, and was elected a fellow of the college in 1895. In 1894 he married Alys Pearsall Smith, an American Quaker five years his senior, over the loud objection of his family. The marriage lasted in name until 1921 and in fact rather less; he wrote that one afternoon in 1901, cycling along a country road, he realised quite suddenly that he no longer loved her. He did not tell her at once, though she knew something was wrong, and the two of them went on sharing a house for another ten years. He was capable of a coldness he later described without excusing. In the summer of 1900 he went to a congress of philosophy in Paris and met Giuseppe Peano, an Italian mathematician who had invented a symbolism precise enough to say exactly what a mathematical proof was doing. Russell called 1900 the most important year in his intellectual life. Within months he was convinced that the whole of mathematics could be derived from a small number of logical principles, and he began the book that would prove it. Then, in the spring of 1901, he found the flaw. Everything in this kind of logic is built out of classes, and a class is nothing more mysterious than a collection of whatever shares some property: the class of spoons, the class of even numbers, the class of everything that is not a spoon. Most classes are not members of themselves, since the class of all spoons is not itself a spoon. A few look as though they are, since the class of everything that is not a spoon is not a spoon, and so belongs inside itself. Now put the question Russell put. Consider the class of all classes that are not members of themselves: is that class a member of itself? Answer yes, and it turns out not to belong there; answer no, and it turns out that it does. Either answer contradicts itself, the way the village barber who shaves everyone who does not shave himself can neither shave nor not shave his own face. The paradox tore through the system the German logician Gottlob Frege had just completed, and Russell wrote to tell him. Frege replied that the ground had been taken out from under his arithmetic. It was, Russell said afterwards, the sort of honesty in a scholar he had never seen matched.
(●) 1910 AD: He finished Principia Mathematica, opposed the war, and went to prison for it. The three volumes of Principia Mathematica, written with his former teacher Alfred North Whitehead, appeared in 1910, 1912 and 1913. Cambridge University Press expected to lose money on it, and the two authors ended up paying part of the cost of printing their own masterpiece. Russell said the work left his mind permanently tired. Then the war came, and it made him a different kind of public figure. He campaigned against conscription, the compulsory call-up of men into the army, and in 1916 he was fined a hundred pounds for a leaflet defending a schoolteacher who had been imprisoned as a conscientious objector, a man who refused to fight on grounds of principle. Trinity dismissed him from his lectureship for it. When the government then refused him a passport to lecture at Harvard, he wrote instead, and in 1918 an article of his in a small pacifist paper suggested that American troops, if they stayed in Britain after the war, would be used to break strikes, as they were accustomed to doing at home. For that sentence he was sentenced to six months in Brixton prison. Prison suited his output remarkably well. He read enormously, and wrote Introduction to Mathematical Philosophy in his cell. He was in the first division, which meant a room to himself and books, and he later said he had rather enjoyed it, apart from the loss of the war years he could have spent otherwise.
(●) 1920 AD: Russia and China disillusioned him, and a lecture in a South London hall made him the most famous unbeliever in the English-speaking world. In 1920 he travelled to Soviet Russia with a British Labour delegation, met Lenin, and came home appalled. He had gone as a socialist sympathetic to the experiment and returned convinced that the Bolsheviks had built a cruel and dogmatic despotism, a judgment that cost him friends on the left for a generation. Later that year he went to China to lecture, fell ill with pneumonia so severe that a Japanese news agency reported his death, and had the rare pleasure of reading his own obituaries. In 1921 he married Dora Black, and their two children, John and Kate, arrived in 1921 and 1923. In 1927 the two of them founded Beacon Hill, an experimental school run on the principle that children should be neither beaten nor bored. Somebody had to pay for it, and he did, by writing and lecturing, which is one reason so many of his popular books belong to those years. On 6 March 1927 he stood up in Battersea Town Hall, in front of the South London branch of the National Secular Society, and gave a lecture under the title "Why I Am Not a Christian." It was printed as a pamphlet almost at once and has been in print ever since. Nothing else he wrote about religion has been read anything like as often.
(●) 1940 AD: A New York court declared him unfit to teach, and within ten years he had written a bestseller and won the Nobel Prize. He had gone to the United States in 1938 to lecture, and in 1940 the City College of New York offered him a chair. A taxpayer sued, arguing that a man who had written in Marriage and Morals that sex outside marriage was not always wrong should not teach the city’s young. A judge agreed and revoked the appointment. Russell, stranded in a foreign country in wartime with a young son and no post, called it a witch hunt, and it very nearly ruined him. What rescued him was a lecture series for an eccentric American collector, Albert Barnes, who fired him too, and then a book. A History of Western Philosophy, published in 1945, was written for readers with no training at all, in the voice of a man telling you about interesting people he happened to have met. It sold enormously, and its royalties supported him for the rest of his life. Professional philosophers grumbled about its accuracy. Ordinary readers learned from it what philosophy was. He came very near to not seeing any of it. On 2 October 1948, flying to lecture in Trondheim, his aircraft broke up as it landed on the water; nineteen of those aboard drowned, every one of them from the non-smoking compartment. Russell, who had insisted on a seat where he could smoke, swam clear and was pulled into a rescue boat. He was seventy-six. In 1950 the Swedish Academy gave him the Nobel Prize in Literature, in recognition of writings in which he championed humanitarian ideals and freedom of thought. He had by then been married three times, and would marry once more, to Edith Finch in 1952; that last marriage was the happy one.
(●) 1955 AD: The hydrogen bomb made a protester of him, and he went on arguing in public until his death at ninety-seven. The American test at Bikini Atoll in 1954 convinced him that the human race could now destroy itself, and he spent the last fifteen years of his life saying so. On 9 July 1955 he read out in London a statement he had drafted and Albert Einstein had signed a few days before his death, now known as the Russell-Einstein Manifesto. It ended by asking its readers to remember their humanity and forget the rest, and it led directly to the Pugwash conferences, where scientists from both sides of the Cold War met to talk about weapons their governments would not discuss. He became the first president of the Campaign for Nuclear Disarmament in 1958, and then, impatient with lawful protest, helped found the Committee of 100, which organised mass sit-downs. In September 1961, aged eighty-nine, he was sentenced to two months in prison for inciting civil disobedience; the sentence was reduced to a week on medical grounds, and he served it in the same Brixton prison that had held him in 1918. He died at Plas Penrhyn, his house in North Wales, on 2 February 1970, at ninety-seven, of influenza. His ashes were scattered over the Welsh hills. He had lived from the year Victoria had been on the throne for thirty-five years to the year after men walked on the moon, and he had been publishing his arguments for seventy-four of those years.
What He Taught
(T1) Mathematics is not a separate kind of truth: it can be derived from logic alone. Ask an ordinary person why two and two make four and you will get a shrug. It just does. Russell wanted to know what "just does" means, and whether anything holds the answer up. The programme he settled on is called logicism: the claim that the truths of arithmetic are truths of logic in disguise, so that numbers themselves can be defined without assuming any numbers to start with. Take the number 2. Russell defined it, roughly, as the class of all pairs: not two of anything in particular, but the one thing every couple in the world has in common, whether it is two shoes, two brothers or two moons. From definitions of that kind, together with the rules of inference (the small set of rules that license a move from statements you already have to a statement that follows from them), he and Whitehead set out to derive arithmetic step by step. Everything went down in symbols, so that no unnoticed assumption could hide inside a familiar English word. The result was Principia Mathematica, and it is famously unreadable. The proposition from which one plus one equals two will follow arrives on page 379 of the first volume, and the proof is only finished in the second, where the two of them add the driest note in the history of mathematics: that the result is occasionally useful. The programme itself did not fully succeed. To make the derivation go through, Russell had to add axioms, among them a controversial one guaranteeing that there are infinitely many things, and axioms of that kind look less like pure logic than he wanted them to look. Then, in 1931, the Austrian logician Kurt Gödel proved that no system of this kind can prove every truth it can express: in any such system there will always be statements it can frame and cannot settle. The tools, though, outlived the programme. Modern logic, and with it much of computer science, is built on the notation Russell helped to make standard.
(Q) "So I persisted, and in the end the work was finished, but my intellect never quite recovered from the strain. I have been ever since definitely less capable of dealing with difficult abstractions than I was before." Source: Bertrand Russell, The Autobiography of Bertrand Russell, volume 1, chapter 6, "Principia Mathematica". He is describing the eight years from 1902 to 1910, and in the same chapter he remembers the summers when he sat down each morning before a blank sheet of paper and often found it still empty when evening came. He was thirty-eight when the first volume appeared, and he never went back to technical logic on that scale.
(T2) Grammar hides logic, and most philosophical puzzles dissolve once a sentence is properly analysed. Here is the puzzle that made his name outside mathematics. Take the sentence "the present King of France is bald." France has no king. Is the sentence true or false? You might think: obviously false, and let us get on with the day. Look what happens next, though. If it is false, then its denial, "the present King of France is not bald," ought to be true, and that seems just as wrong. Worse, the sentence appears to be about somebody, so the somebody would have to exist in some shadowy way in order to be talked about at all, which is how philosophers had begun to populate the world with unreal objects. Russell’s answer, in a 1905 article called "On Denoting," was that the grammar is lying about the logic. The sentence looks like a claim about a person. It is really three claims bundled together: that there is a king of France, that there is only one, and that he is bald. Since the first is false, the whole is false, and its proper denial is simply "it is not the case that all three hold." No shadowy object is required. This is called the theory of descriptions, and Frank Ramsey later called it a paradigm of philosophy. The wider lesson is the one Russell drew for the rest of his career, and it is the method that became analytic philosophy, the style of philosophy that works by taking a sentence apart to see what it actually commits you to. When a question seems to force an impossible answer, suspect the question. Restate it in a form where every commitment is visible, and the impossibility often turns out to have been an accident of English. Christian philosophers would later use exactly this method, and use it on Russell.
(Q) "Hence either ‘the present King of France is bald’ or ‘the present King of France is not bald’ must be true. Yet if we enumerated the things that are bald, and then the things that are not bald, we should not find the present King of France in either list." Source: Bertrand Russell, "On Denoting," Mind, new series, volume 14, number 56 (October 1905). The passage sets up the difficulty that the theory of descriptions is designed to remove (T2). Russell adds, with the deadpan he reserved for rival schools, that Hegelians who love a synthesis will probably conclude that the King wears a wig.
(T3) The arguments for God do not work, and the universe is simply there. Russell was eighteen, and still accepted the argument that the chain of causes must start somewhere, when he read a sentence in John Stuart Mill’s Autobiography reporting what Mill’s father had taught him: the question "who made me?" cannot be answered, because it immediately raises "who made God?" Russell said that one sentence showed him the fallacy, and he never went back on it. The reply he built out of it runs like this. If the argument is that everything must have a cause, then God must have a cause too, and nothing has been explained. If the argument allows that something may exist without a cause, then the universe may as well be that something, and God is an unnecessary extra step. Philosophers call the argument he is answering the cosmological argument; most people meet it as the First Cause argument, and those two moves are the whole of his reply to it. He gave the other classical arguments the same brisk treatment in his 1927 lecture. A law of nature, he said, is not a decree that matter obeys. It is a statistical regularity, an average taken over enormous numbers of things, and an average needs no legislator. Design he answered on the state of the product: a world containing the Ku Klux Klan is hard to credit as anybody’s finished plan. And the argument from the reality of good and evil, if it works at all, only pushes the question back a step, to whether God’s own commands are good. In 1948 the BBC put him in a studio with Frederick Copleston, a Jesuit historian of philosophy, for an hour on the existence of God. Copleston pressed the Leibnizian version of the cosmological argument, which does not say that everything has a cause but that everything must have an explanation, either in something else or in its own nature. Russell’s response was to refuse the question rather than answer it, and the exchange has been quoted ever since by both sides, each convinced it proves their point.
(Q) "I should say that the universe is just there, and that’s all." Source: the debate between Bertrand Russell and Frederick Copleston broadcast on the BBC Third Programme on 28 January 1948, printed in Why I Am Not a Christian and Other Essays (edited by Paul Edwards, 1957). Copleston has just drawn a careful distinction: denying that there is any cause is not the same thing as saying we should not look for one. Then he asks whether Russell would agree with Sartre that the universe is, in Sartre’s word, gratuitous, which is to say there for no reason at all. Russell answers without embarrassment that there is nothing there to explain. Whether that refusal is modesty or evasion is the fault line the whole modern debate runs along (T3).
(T4) Religion is founded on fear, and the churches have held back moral progress. The philosophical arguments occupy the first half of "Why I Am Not a Christian." The second half is a moral indictment, and it is the half that gave the lecture its long life. Russell’s account of where religion comes from is short and blunt: fear of the unknown, fear of death, and the wish for an older brother who will stand by you in every trouble. Science, he thought, had already made most of that fear unnecessary, and the honest response to a frightening universe is to look at it steadily rather than to invent a protector. He also refused to rank Christ first among moral teachers, and he gave his reasons plainly. The doctrine of everlasting punishment, he said, put a cruelty into the world, and the man who preached it could not be counted supremely wise and good. His charge against the churches is broader still. Every step forward in humane feeling, he claimed, from the abolition of slavery to the decent treatment of the mentally ill, had been opposed by organised religion. That claim is a historical one, and it can be tested rather than merely resented. Christians answering him have pointed to Wilberforce and the abolitionists, to the hospitals and hospices the church invented, to the monasteries that copied the classical texts he learned from; and they have had to concede, honestly, that the churches were also on the wrong side of more than one of these fights.
(Q) "Religion is based, I think, primarily and mainly upon fear. It is partly the terror of the unknown, and partly, as I have said, the wish to feel that you have a kind of elder brother who will stand by you in all your troubles and disputes." Source: Bertrand Russell, "Why I Am Not a Christian," the section headed "Fear the Foundation of Religion." The lecture was delivered on 6 March 1927 to the South London branch of the National Secular Society, in Battersea Town Hall, and printed as a pamphlet the same year. The sentence comes near the close, where Russell turns from arguments to motives (T4). Scripture makes a claim about fear that runs the other way: "There is no fear in love, but perfect love casts out fear. For fear has to do with punishment, and whoever fears has not been perfected in love" (1 John 4:18).
(T5) If there is no God, a human life must be built on unyielding despair, and honesty means saying so. In 1903, the same year as his first great book on mathematics, Russell published a short essay called "The Free Man’s Worship," which he later renamed "A Free Man’s Worship." It is the most quoted thing he ever wrote about how to live. He later said he no longer liked its style, and that its rhetoric was overwrought. He never withdrew its content. The essay faces what he took to be the plain facts. Man is the product of causes that had no purpose in view. His hopes and fears, his loves and beliefs, are the outcome of accidental collocations of atoms. The solar system will die, and everything achieved under it will be buried in the debris. On those foundations, Russell says, and only on them, can a life be built at all: not on comfort, and not on the pretence that the universe is on our side, but on what he calls the firm foundation of unyielding despair. What he then builds there deserves attention, because it is not nihilism, the view that nothing matters at all. The free man’s worship is defiance without self-pity: he refuses to bow to power merely because it is powerful, keeps his own vision of the good in a universe that does not share it, and treats his fellow sufferers with tenderness in the little time available. It is a noble thing to read. It is also very nearly the argument the apostle Paul makes about his own faith, with one difference that decides everything. Paul puts his version as a conditional, an if-then sentence: "If in Christ we have hope in this life only, we are of all people most to be pitied" (1 Corinthians 15:19). The "if" half of such a sentence is called its antecedent, and everything turns on whether that half is true. Russell accepted it and built a life inside it. Paul denied it, on the ground that Christ has in fact been raised (1 Corinthians 15:17, 20).
(Q) "Only within the scaffolding of these truths, only on the firm foundation of unyielding despair, can the soul’s habitation henceforth be safely built." Source: Bertrand Russell, "A Free Man’s Worship," first published as "The Free Man’s Worship" in the Independent Review, December 1903, and reprinted under its later title in Mysticism and Logic (1918). The truths he means are the ones set out immediately before: that man is the product of causes with no purpose in view, and that the whole achievement of the human race is destined to extinction in the death of the solar system (T5).
(Q) "The centre of me is always and eternally a terrible pain, a curious wild pain, a searching for something beyond what the world contains, something transfigured and infinite." Source: Bertrand Russell, letter to Constance Malleson, 1916, printed in The Autobiography of Bertrand Russell, volume 2. He is describing something he says he has never found and does not expect to find. Christian readers have made much of the sentence, sometimes more than it will bear: it is a report of a longing, not a concession of an argument. But it does explain why a man who thought the case closed kept coming back to it for another fifty years.
What Christian Thinkers Made of Him
(†) He forced Christian philosophers to rebuild the cosmological argument in a form his objection could not touch. "Who made God?" is a good question against a bad argument. If a Christian says that everything has a cause, Russell’s reply is unanswerable, and generations of preachers had said exactly that. What the reply cannot touch is the argument the tradition actually made. Thomas Aquinas never claimed that everything has a cause; he claimed that everything which begins to exist, or which does not have to exist, depends on something else. That is a narrower claim, and the whole quarrel lives in the difference. A thing that must exist by its own nature is not an exception smuggled in for God’s benefit. It is the only kind of thing that could end the regress, the endless line of one thing explained by the next and that one by the next again, and asking what caused it is like asking what colour the number seven is: the question does not fit the object. The rebuilding happened in Russell’s lifetime and largely in response to him. Copleston’s half of the 1948 broadcast set out the Leibnizian version, which asks not for a cause of everything but for an explanation of why anything contingent exists at all, contingent meaning whatever might just as easily not have been there. A generation later, William Lane Craig revived the medieval Islamic argument that whatever begins to exist has a cause and that the universe began to exist, which states the premise so narrowly that Russell’s reply slides off it. Richard Swinburne recast the whole case in the language of probability, which asks how likely a claim is on the evidence rather than whether it can be proved outright. Modern philosophy of religion in English owes its shape partly to the need to answer this one man, and it uses his own instruments, the logic of Principia and the analysis of ordinary language (T1, T2), to do it.
(†) His moral case against Christianity leaned on a moral standard he could not account for. The most interesting thing about Russell as a critic is that he was not a relativist in practice for a single day of his life. Whatever his theory said, he behaved like a man who thought some things were wrong for everybody. He went to prison twice, at forty-six and at eighty-nine, because he believed certain things were genuinely wrong: sending a generation of young men into the mud of France, and building weapons that could end the species. Nobody reading him doubts that he meant it. His own philosophy gave him trouble here, and he was candid about it. For much of his career he held a version of ethical subjectivism, the view that a moral judgment reports the speaker’s attitude rather than a fact about the world. Replying to his critics in the 1944 Schilpp volume The Philosophy of Bertrand Russell, he wrote that he could not see how to refute the arguments for the subjectivity of ethical values, and that he found himself incapable of believing that all that is wrong with wanton cruelty is that he did not like it. That is precisely the crack Christian writers pressed on, and the pressing was fair, because Russell had opened it himself. C. S. Lewis, converted from an atheism much like Russell’s, made it the first move of Mere Christianity: the quarrel that begins "That’s my seat, I was there first" appeals to a standard both parties are expected to know, and the appeal is not a report of taste. Scripture claims the standard is written where everyone can read it: "They show that the work of the law is written on their hearts, while their conscience also bears witness" (Romans 2:15). If that is right, then Russell’s indignation was better founded than his theory of it allowed, and his best arguments against God were borrowing from what he denied.
(†) "Why I Am Not a Christian" set the terms of popular unbelief, and has been answered line by line ever since. The lecture is short, roughly the length of a magazine article, and it is the reason a Christian in an ordinary conversation today hears the objections in a particular order: first cause, then natural law, then design, then the moral argument, then the character of Christ, then fear. Richard Dawkins and Christopher Hitchens later reached larger audiences, but the running order is Russell’s. Because it is short, it has been answerable, and Christian replies have taken it point by point rather than in general. Against the first cause objection they have argued from contingency, the fact that the world need not have been here at all, rather than from a rule that everything whatever has a cause. Against the design objection they have pointed to the fine-tuning of the physical constants, the narrow settings the universe had to land on for any life to be possible, rather than to the fit of organisms to their environments. Against the charge that Christ’s teaching on judgment is cruel they have read the warnings in their setting, as warnings given by someone who does not want the outcome rather than someone relishing it. Whole books were written in direct reply, from popular pamphlets titled after his to sustained treatments by philosophers who took him at full strength. There is something worth noticing in that. A vague critic cannot be answered, only complained about. Russell wrote his objections down clearly enough to be wrong in public, and Christian thought is sharper for it. The apostle Paul argued in a marketplace with Stoics and Epicureans who thought him ridiculous (Acts 17:18), and he neither avoided the argument nor pretended it was easy.
(†) Where the gospel parts company with him: the uncaused God, the brute universe, the evidence he asked for, and the despair he settled on. Four disagreements, stated at full strength, and none of them turning on his private life or on what other people did with his books. - The uncaused cause. Russell held that a God who needs no cause is an arbitrary exception to a rule. Scripture presents God not as the first item in a series but as the one who exists in a different way from everything else, self-existent (depending on nothing whatever to be there) and giving being to the rest: "I am who I am" (Exodus 3:14), the God who "does not live in temples made by man, nor is he served by human hands, as though he needed anything, since he himself gives to all mankind life and breath and everything" (Acts 17:24-25). Whether that is coherent is a real question and worth arguing. It is not the question Russell answered. - The universe as brute fact. To say the universe is just there is to close an inquiry, not to conclude one. Paul’s claim is that the world is evidence and that the evidence is public: "For his invisible attributes, namely, his eternal power and divine nature, have been clearly perceived, ever since the creation of the world, in the things that have been made" (Romans 1:20). Russell looked at the same world and saw no such thing, which is exactly the disagreement, and it is not settled by either side declaring the matter obvious. - The evidence he asked for. Russell held that the burden of proof lies on the believer and that what had been offered was never good enough; asked what he would say if he found himself before God, he is remembered by one friend as answering that he would ask why the evidence had not been better. Christianity has never claimed to be provable the way a theorem is. Its claim is historical: a man was crucified in Jerusalem and his followers said God raised him, and everything stands or falls with whether that happened (1 Corinthians 15:17). Historical claims are established by testimony and inference, the way a court establishes anything, and refusing that kind of evidence because it is not a proof rules out most of what any of us know. - Unyielding despair. His courage in facing a meaningless universe is genuine and Christians should say so. But the gospel offers no bravery contest. It says the universe is not indifferent, that the pain at the centre of a man is a signal rather than a malfunction, and that the invitation is addressed to the tired: "Come to me, all who labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest" (Matthew 11:28). Russell heard that invitation for ninety-seven years and did not accept it. The refusal was reasoned, not casual, and it deserves an answer rather than a sneer.