Thursday, September 24, 2026

Faking a Bundle

on Lucrative Careers & Pseudo-Biblical Scholarship

(First published in 
Touchstone, A Journal of Mere Christianity 
in December. 2008)

It was the late 1970s. Collars, lapels, and ties were wide; Jimmy Carter was President; double-knit was still ugly because it was still visible; and I was a young college student unable as yet to grow a decent beard. With a certain amount of naiveté, I sat in my first ever philosophy class.

The instructor (not a professor) lectured on the basics of philosophy before making the most flawed statement I have ever heard: “Then there is the whole idea of matter as something that is evil, which is what we see in Christian teaching.” Never before had I encountered professional and highly refined nonsense (which, I later came to see, is a hallmark of academia when it sinks into higher illiteracy). The punch line, by the way, is that this same instructor taught comparative religion.

This was my first real encounter with the problem of the uninformed informer, whether a journalist or an educator. In the academic world, the uninformed informer presents a special kind of problem, one that is compounded when commercial interests are added. This is especially true when an entire career has been built on a shocking, challenging, and revisionist thesis, authenticated by book sales or television specials rather than by scholarly rigor.

Pesher Ploy

Take, for example, the Australian writer Barbara Thiering, author of Jesus the Man, who earned a Ph.D. from Sydney University and lectured there on Semitic studies until her retirement. Her academic career was based on her reputed expertise on the Dead Sea Scrolls. Yet even Geza Vermes, no champion of traditional Christianity, wrote about her work:

Professor Barbara Thiering’s reinterpretation of the New Testament, in which the married, divorced, and remarried Jesus, father of four, becomes the “Wicked Priest” of the Dead Sea Scrolls, has made no impact on learned opinion. Scroll scholars and New Testament experts alike have found the basis of the new theory, Thiering’s use of the so-called “pesher technique”, without substance.

What is the “pesher technique?” Basically, it’s the theory that the New Testament can be understood correctly only when it is first translated from Greek into Hebrew, and then subjected to the code of interpretation used by the Essenes of Qumran. It is this method that supposedly unlocks the real meaning of the New Testament.

What might be the weaknesses of this thesis? For one thing, we would have to accept Thiering’s unique dating of the Dead Sea Scrolls, which is about fifty years earlier than what is generally accepted. We would also have to assume that Thiering’s own translation of the Greek into Hebrew was exactly, word for word, what the apostles and other New Testament writers had intended.

There are other technical and scientific objections, but also problems evident to common sense. For example, we know that the books of the New Testament were written mostly for Gentile converts to Christianity. These Gentiles, living in such places as Rome, Corinth, Ephesus, Berea, Thessalonica, the regions of the Galatians, and so on, not only were ignorant of Hebrew; they would never have heard of the Essenes. Nonetheless, we are supposed to believe that, in order to understand the Epistles and Gospels written specifically for their instruction, they would have needed a special—dare I say Gnostic?—knowledge of the Essene Hebrew code and how to unlock it.

Thiering would also have us believe that the apostles courted the death of martyrdom for reasons that had nothing to do with actual faith in anything supernatural, such as Christ’s Resurrection. For her pesher method "proves" that the apostles did not really believe in miracles at all, not even the Resurrection they proclaimed at the peril of their lives. And their converts, unless they knew Hebrew and the Gnostic method, could not begin to grasp the real meaning of all the things the apostles wrote and sent to them—sent, I might add, in times of official persecution to the death. It seems like a pointlessly dangerous effort when you think about it.


Nonetheless, Thiering’s work was given enough serious consideration for her to build a career upon: employment for many years by the University of Sydney, sales of her book, and even a documentary expounding her ideas. The latter, produced by the Australian Broadcasting Corporation and called Riddle of the Dead Sea Scrolls, was later shown on the Discovery Channel and sold (at the time) as a VHS tape. The promotion for the documentary called her work a challenge to the faith that every Christian needs to take seriously.

Pagels Sells a Lie

Thiering is hardly the only misinformed informer on Christianity; this kind of thing has become all too common. The Da Vinci Code, while not produced in a quasi-academic manner, is a related phenomenon, but a more relevant example is that of Elaine Pagels, whose life work and commercial success have stemmed from her claim to have discovered suppressed Christian writings, as she describes in her book Beyond Belief:

When I entered the Harvard doctoral program, I was astonished to hear from the other students that Professors Helmut Koester and George MacRae, who taught the early history of Christianity, had file cabinets filled with “gospels” and “apocrypha” written during the first centuries. . . . When my fellow students and I investigated these sources we found that they revealed diversity within the Christian movement that later, “official” versions of Christian history had suppressed so effectively that only now, in the Harvard graduate school, did we hear about them.

The trouble is, the “suppression” she writes about never occurred, and no one needed to explore file cabinets in Harvard to find these Gnostic works. One need only to have read some of the fathers of the Church, or to have taken any standard course in church history, in which Gnostic movements have always been part of the subject matter. In fact, without all of that attention from Christians, those writings would have, no doubt, been completely lost to history.

But Pagels’s claim of suppression is necessary for her to sell her product. Therefore, the elaborate tale was created. It is a cornerstone of her career to present the Church as having tried to silence the very texts that it, alone, preserved (simply for the sake of teaching its own history). Pagels has simply invented a lie, or fiction if you prefer, which she repeats twice in Beyond Belief:

But in [A.D.] 367 Athanasius, the zealous bishop of Alexandria—an admirer of Irenaeus—issued an Easter letter in which he demanded that Egyptian monks destroy all writings, except for those he specifically listed as “acceptable,” even “canonical.” . . . But someone—perhaps monks at the monastery of St. Pachomius—gathered dozens of the books Athanasius wanted to burn, removed them from the monastery library, sealed them in a heavy, six-foot jar, and intending to hide them, buried them on a nearby hillside near Nag Hammadi.

The only problem with this story is that it never happened. Athanasius did write the Easter Letter of 367, to be sure, but it contained none of the things that Pagels claimed it did.

Book-&-TV Deals

Sensationalism and junk science about Jesus Christ have increased in recent years in the related marketplaces of books and television. For example, in 2006, The Judas Gospel was sensationalized as both a book and as a television special on the National Geographic channel. The English translation of the book has since been discredited, as it became apparent that Judas had been inaccurately described as a “spirit” or a “god” where a proper translation would have called him a “demon.” But if the book and TV special were to achieve commercial success, it was necessary to recast the traitor into a loyal disciple. It sold better.

Not to be outdone by National Geographic, the Discovery Channel produced a heavily publicized special called The Lost Tomb of Jesus for broadcast at Easter time in 2007. Directed by Simcha Jacobovici, who has gone on to work for the History Channel as The Naked Archaeologist (just a name for the show), and produced by Titanic director James Cameron, this “feature documentary” was advertised as making the case that “the 2,000-year-old ‘Tomb of the Ten Ossuaries’ belonged to the family of Jesus of Nazareth” and as revealing “new evidence that throws light on Jesus’ relationship with Mary Magdalene.”

In fact, the “discovery” of the tomb had taken place many years earlier, in 1980. The “evidence” amounted to nothing more than a collection of very ordinary names among Jews of the period, such as would be listed in most families. The methods of genuine science were not allowed to interfere, as Michael Medved pointed out in USA Today in March 2007:

Nearly all prominent Israeli archaeologists reject [Jacobovici’s] reasoning. Amos Kloner, who conducted the original excavation, has denounced the project as sloppy, exploitative and irresponsible. Joe Zias, who was the curator at Jerusalem’s Rockefeller Museum for 25 years and personally numbered the now controversial bone boxes, has said this of Jacobovici: “He’s pimping off the Bible. . . . Projects like these make a mockery of the archeological profession.”

(It may be worth pointing out that Medved and the two archaeologists he quoted are Jewish, not Christians with a personal ax to grind.)

There was also a book, The Jesus Family Tomb (co-authored by Jacobovici and Charles Pellegrino), to go along with the TV special, and even an article in Newsweek on the subject. Medved noted that this was not coincidental: “Could this sudden flurry of interest possibly relate to the upcoming Easter holiday?”

Exorcism Time

The need today is to exorcise the TV producers and booksellers from some of the academic hideouts that have been providing a basis for their popular credibility and aiding their commercial success. It is not enough to criticize their methods after the fact, or to hold them in disdain behind the scenes.

I look back on that philosophy instructor who taught comparative religion, and feel sorry for her that she missed the bus. If only she had worked to commercialize her crazy idea, it might well have paid off and put her in fat city. Real scholars would have unloaded their scorn and derision in properly objective words, but she could have cried all the way to the bank.

And, even though I was very young, I think I gave a good answer in that classroom all those years ago. “That’s not Christian teaching.” The instructor replied, “Defend that statement.” I replied that Genesis teaches that all of God’s creation is “very good,” that the Church has always believed in the holiness of sacraments that involved such matter as water, oil, bread, and wine, and that, above all, “the Word was made flesh.”

She was visibly annoyed, and continued her lecture with, “As I was saying. . . .”

In the years since I wrote this for Touchstone, the samples of pseudo-academic nonsense have continued to be produced; but their nature is essentially the same, so from reading this, you get the basic idea.

Tuesday, September 15, 2026

UPDATE

In February of 2025 I retired as the Rector of Saint Benedict's Anglican Catholic Church in Chapel Hill, North Carolina. I had served that parish for sixteen years as the longest serving rector in its history. Throughout the years we had many Requiem Masses and Burials, filling the Memorial Garden from one end to the other. But we also were always welcoming new members, and for the average Sunday Masses the attendance was, over the years, about thirty-five. I say, average. I believe my successor, as a younger man with his own young children, is probably enjoying higher numbers on average, or so it appears whenever I take a peek. I certainly hope so. What was happening to me was that my arthritis and asthma kept becoming worse. I would be unrealistic about it and deny the fact that it was getting worse. The best place for me to reside, based on my experience in 2005 and 2006, is the desert, because what seems to have aggravated both conditions is a lot of humidity. 

Back we came, my wife and one grown son (who is disabled), and also our dog, to the Valley of the Sun, Phoenix Arizona. To employ a term we asthmatics are known to use, I would wake up "with an elephant on my chest" two or three times a week. The whole time I served in North Carolina, as my condition continued to decline, God spared me the agony of ever having "an elephant on my chest" on a Sunday morning. But I was beginning always to feel weak and worn out, including Sundays despite the emotional "bump." Whereas some people have special allergies to this desert here in Arizona, for me it is perfect. Here I almost never need an inhaler, and have now gone months without needing to use one (a need that was expensive when I lived with humidity. Insurance companies seem to suffer from the delusion that breathing is optional, in fact a luxury). My arthritic knees are still making me handicapped, so much so that I shop for groceries riding in one of those indoor electric "golf cart-like things," and walk with a cane. But it hurts less than when I am in a humid place. 

But the most important priority to Diane and me is that we are in God's will, which means being in the local church community where He directs us. To my mind there was no competition: There is no parish I would rather be part of than Christ Anglican Church in Carefree, Arizona, and no Rector with whom I would rather find myself than Canon Steven Dart. We go back over twenty-one years to when I lived here before in Fountain Hills, Arizona. I can fill in and serve as a priest as needed, but without the full responsibilities of being a rector and doing all the things that a rector has to do. With a lighter workload, and with lungs that practically never struggle to breathe under the weight of an "elephant on the chest," this is about as good as it gets. And, yes, it means that I am now serving as a priest in the Anglican Province of Christ the King (APCK) under Bishop Peter Hansen. Archbishop Mark Haverland of the Anglican Catholic Church (ACC) was completely approving and supportive of me returning to, as he put it, "A church with which we are in full communion." 

WHAT YOU CAN DO FOR ME

As a full-time priest, I was never able to set aside a large enough "nest egg" for retirement.  As many of you appear to appreciate, I am writing a lot, having time now to do so. It seems that what I can teach is edifying and helpful. I appreciate the readers I have, all of you. In addition to this blog (which was founded by Albion Land in 2005, and which quickly became seen by everybody as my blog), I have started a publication on Substack. After prayerful consideration I have chosen to name it The Beauty of Holiness, a phrase that seems to really cry out "Anglican Liturgy!" I would ask you to consider supporting this ministry of teaching, mostly of writing, by subscribing to The Beauty of Holiness for $5.10 a month (about the smallest subscription price Substack allows). I do not believe that we are supposed to "peddle the word of God," (2 Corinthians 2:17), so I put nothing behind a paywall. It is all free to read. With, however, enough subscriptions as contributions to a useful ministry of orthodox teaching, I can give my wife the life she deserves in our old age after serving alongside of me (especially in the ministry of my regularly celebrating Mass in a nursing home for eleven of those years; something I am now doing here in Phoenix also with her help). You will find a link to The Beauty of Holiness here.  If you do subscribe, thank you, and may God bless you either way.

The Grace of our Lord Jesus Christ, and the love of God, and the fellowship of the Holy Ghost, be with us all evermore.