of God to our own imperfections in the poem "Scribe," he has no trouble enlisting the cadence of the prophets:You have heeded the word of the outside god
and you have heeded the word of no god at all,
like a prophet turned archaeologist
a scribe turned into a scribe.
This is pretty harsh stuff. Finkelstein charges us with having foresworn the future by chasing false gods or--just as bad--chasing no god at all. We have turned prophecy into nostalgia and turned our holy scribes into scribblers, the guilty transcribers of a not quite forgotten past.
from Tablet: Scribes and Scribblers
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