Potatoes were the posthumous undoing of David Hume the philosopher. That was by way of argument. Today his name has been removed by diktat from a hideous building in George Square belonging to the University of Edinburgh. In Lawnmarket (where he was born in 1711) his statue so far survives, in its Roman dress baring a podgy Enlightenment breast to the breezes of the Old Town and frowning at the Bank of Scotland opposite. Someone has put a traffic cone on his head by way of a dunce’s hat.
You might think I’d be glad of Hume’s defenestration from the House of Fame. If not Mephistopheles, he was at least the Dr Faustus of aggressive atheism. In a slippery skein of contentions he declared miracles by their nature unbelievable, which would knock Christianity on the head, since its belief in the miracle of the Resurrection is fundamental.
24 September 2020, The Tablet
I think we should give up being so superior about the Middle Ages
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And you are right about stopping being so superior about the Middle Ages. It's one of the key messages of my new book 'Philanthropy – from Aristotle to Zuckerberg' which, unfashionably, compares the spirituality of philanthrocapitalism unfavourably with that of a millennium of Christian charity.