Asking the Next Question by Jim Checkley
Wednesday, June 27th, 2007
Asking the Next Question
by
Jim Checkley
I have always been a big science fiction fan. I even wrote and published some
short stories way back in the dark ages of the 1970s when I lived up in New Jersey and
was attending school at Montclair State College. I was, I think, in my last year at
Montclair State when a friend of mine from school named Karl asked me if I wanted to
go to a big science fiction and fantasy convention up in Great Gorge, New Jersey, a ski
resort in the Pocono Mountains. I loved going to science fiction conventions and this one
looked fantastic with lots of big name writers, a terrific program, and a fantastic dealers’
room. This science fiction convention had it all. And what was more, it was going to be
held at the Playboy Club. What better place for a science fiction and fantasy convention?
Anyway, I told Karl that it would be great to go to the convention. So we made
arrangements to drive up together and waited for the big day.
It was the middle of winter, back when we still had winter, and the night before
the convention, it snowed something like three feet. I’m not kidding. The drifts were up
over the parked cars on my street. But, I was a really big science fiction and fantasy fan,
so I dug out my car and drove up to the college to meet Karl. I didn’t for one second
doubt that Karl would be there, and so I was not surprised when he was—although his
was the only car in sight. He, however, had been a little more practical than me and had
called ahead to the Playboy Club to see if the convention was still going to be held. And,
of course, it was or he would not have been there.
It was still snowing a little and standing there in the snow drifts, we had a
momentary lapse of faith, but then decided, what the heck, what’s the worst thing that
could happen—we fall off a mountain road in a blizzard. But we are all immortal when
we are young, so away we went—driving, I might add, a Ford Pinto.
When we arrived at the convention, the place was deserted. I mean, there was
nobody around. But we went into the club—it was very impressive—and found our way
to the auditoriums where the main events of the convention were to take place. When we
went inside we saw no more than a dozen fans and a handful of science fiction writers
sitting around in conversation. Most of the people present had come in the night before
and had stayed in the resort hotels. I think Karl and I were the only lunatics who had
driven all the way up from the suburbs of New York City.
Anyway, the organizers saw no point to actually conducting the program—many
of the guests of honor hadn’t arrived in any event. So, we spent the day hanging out in
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the mostly empty club, talking about science fiction, fantasy, and whatever else was of
interest.
That was one of my favorite days ever. Yes, I was a geek, and on that day I was
one very happy geek. Imagine being 21 years old and spending a day with a group of
famous science fiction writers and some kindred spirits at a Playboy Club.
And this is how I met Theodore Sturgeon. How many of you know who
Theodore Sturgeon was? Theodore Sturgeon was one of the great science fiction writers
of the Golden Age of science fiction. His most famous novel is “More Than Human,”
which won many awards, and he wrote two of my more favorite Star Trek episodes from
the original series, “Amok Time” and “Shore Leave.”
But on this day, we spent hours talking, had lunch together—and yes, we had
several bunnies as our waitresses (the first and only time that ever happened to me)—and
we got to know each other pretty well. At some point in the afternoon, he signed the
books I had brought up with me and in the process introduced me to his personal symbol
that over the years I have taken on as my own. You see, Theodore Sturgeon signed all
his books with his name and then he added a capital Q with an arrow going through it.
Here’s what it looked like:
He asked me if I knew what that meant. I said I did not. He then said, “It means,
‘ask the next question.’ Ask the next question, and the one that follows that, and the one
that follows that. And never stop asking questions.”
I immediately loved this symbol and what it stood for. After the convention, I
asked a friend who was an art major to make me a stylized Q with an arrow going
through it and I kept it framed on my desk for decades. I have tried to live my life in
accordance with the attitude and vision engendered by always being ready and willing to
ask the next question and being prepared to accept the answers wherever they may lead.
That hasn’t always been easy, and there is more to it, actually, than meets the eye.
Asking the next question probably seems to you to be a natural state of affairs.
After all, you—we—are Unitarian Universalists. But asking the next question is not a
universally embraced attitude about life. There is a distinction between simply asking
questions, which is a natural part of being human, and asking the next question. I don’t
think that asking the next question, and the question after that, is actually an inherent part
of being human. This is because, and this does make a difference, what most peoplewant is answers. We hate uncertainty, ambiguity, and doubt. Human beings want
answers so much that we will make them up if we need to—everything from the great
myths that explain the world and our place in it, to the guy who says, “I don’t know,” but
then gives you an answer anyway. And once people have those answers, and find them
psychologically satisfying, they tend to stop looking.
You see, Unitarians always seem to be on the search for truth. And when you are
searching, it makes sense to ask questions. But what happens when you have found the
truth? The natural tendency is to accept what you’ve found, stop asking questions, and
settle into a comfortable and satisfying place. Once you have found the truth, people who
are still looking, who are still questioning, have a tendency to annoy you. So—on the
bright side—we can all take some solace that we might annoy them as much as they
annoy us. Be that as it may, however, once you’ve gotten to a place where you are
satisfied, it’s entirely too easy to stop questioning.
And that attitude is understandable. I get it. We all get into our comfort zones
with what we know and believe and we want to stay there. Having certainty, having
answers, provides that comfort and lets us relax in a world that is terribly uncertain and is
becoming more so all the time.
Many years ago, I had a secretary who would always interrupt me when we were
talking about controversial issues such as evolution, global warming, or abortion. She’d
tell me that she had her beliefs, that she was satisfied with them, and she was not
interested in questioning them. She was saying, “Just leave me alone.”
The attitude displayed by my secretary can actually be kicked up a notch or two to
the point where there is an active ban on asking questions. If you think about the way
human beings lived for many centuries in Europe, free inquiry into the way the world
worked, how to best live life, and so many other questions that confronted people was not
just discouraged, it was punished. Thus, for a long time people were told that all they
needed to know was Aristotle and the Bible and any deviation from that script was not
just a sin, it was a crime.
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This sort of attitude is still with us today, of course. The most obvious examples
are the fundamentalists of Christianity, Islam, and other religions. But there’s more to it
than that. At a mundane level, how often do we hear somebody say “TMI” meaning they
are getting too much information about an uncomfortable or embarrassing subject and
they want the speaker to stop? That’s a trivial thing, I admit, but TMI isn’t limited just to
colonoscopies and locker room stories. TMI is symbolic of a strong current in our
society that discourages inquiry into certain matters and areas of life. From the
Frankenstein notion that there are things we simply were not meant to know, to thecensorship and burning of books, a la Fahrenheit 451, to modern debates about
recombinant DNA, stem cells, and cloning, there is a strong current of caution, indeed
fear, about asking the next question and pushing the boundaries of knowledge, comfort,
and our place in the world.
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I, and I suspect many of you, reject these notions. You see, for me, asking the
next question isn’t simply a matter of curiosity. For me, asking the next question is a
way of life, it is an approach to the world and how we live in that world that for me is the
only way to go.
Of course many—and I mean billions of people—have decided to live their lives
and create their futures based on the authority of one of the mainstream religions, and in
so doing accept as true and unchanging the values, laws, prescriptions, and choices found
in sacred texts as interpreted by priests, rabbis, and mullahs. Those people have their
framework of reality, their vision of life and how to live it, and they are done. They will
each tell you sincerely and confidently that their accepted framework is the correct one,
be it Christianity, Judaism, Islam, or some other. Reason and logic tell us that all of them
cannot possibly be correct—but that doesn’t seem to matter. After all, they will say they
have faith.
Faith is supposed to provide answers, and with them, certainty. It’s a kind of
forced certainty—although that’s rarely acknowledged—because people of faith simply
choose to accept something as true—that’s the very definition of having faith—accepting
as true those things that otherwise cannot be proved to be true. Faith works, of course,
because, it provides a safe, certain, framework of reality, morality, right, and wrong that
people can and do rely upon. And it doesn’t seem to matter much what kind of faith we
are talking about. Whether it’s faith in one of the many religions or faith in a Twelve
Step Program, that faith will provide a level of certainty, which will itself provide for the
comfort, safety, and sense of place and belonging that people seem to require to feel at
peace with themselves and their place in the world.
This reminds me of a study I read about years ago concerning young children and
how they respond to their environment. It turns out that if you provide a child with firm
and certain boundaries, that child will actually venture out farther in exploring his or her
environment than one that has been given total freedom to do as he or she wishes. This
may seem counter-intuitive, but there is an explanation that makes sense to me.
The first child—the one with the boundaries and the framework—comes from a
place of comfort and familiarity, a place of safety and certainty, which provides it with
the confidence and ability to take some risks and venture out a little into the world
knowing that if something happens, he or she can always come back to a known and safe
place. The second child, the one with complete freedom, however, has no such certainty
or safety and experiences what an adult might think of as unlimited free choice as a
frightening chaos. That child must always decide for him or herself what is safe and
unsafe, what is good or bad, and how far to go before going too far. This tends to make
most children more cautious and anxious about things and as a result, they tend to hold
back more. What applies to children also applies to adults.
Now everybody, whether they have traditional religious faith or not, everybody
has a view of the world and their place in it. I have one, Hillary has one, we all have one.
That view of the world is one that we trust, that we act upon, and gives to us the same
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thing that boundaries gave to the young children: a sense of comfort, place, and security
in the world. And if we are asking the next question, then we are challenging that view
on an almost daily basis, something I think is really difficult to do, but is also necessary.
In this respect, asking the next question symbolizes to me living the responsible,
conscious, and intentional life. It is a life with as much responsibility as freedom and a
life marked by having the courage and the will to confront, accept, and address the
important questions that challenge us both as individuals and communities.
Asking the next question is not so much doubting as it is realizing that most
knowledge and most truths are incomplete or inadequate to deal with every situation,
especially in our incredibly complex and every changing modern world. Yes, it is
important to believe in something, to be invested in each of our world views to the point
where we trust and act upon them, but it is also important to know that they could be
wrong and that we may need to change our minds, and, in the process, change ourselves.
Said another way, not only should you not believe everything you hear, but you must be
prepared on a moment’s notice to not believe everything you think.
This is the key to it then: If we create a framework of life that is full of certainty,
full of absolute answers, whether from god or from science or some other place, then we
will become stuck, we will not grow, will not evolve, will not expand. There may be
some comfort there, perhaps even a lot of comfort, but to me it is a sterile, cold, and
lifeless place to be. On the other hand, if we choose not to believe anything, if we choose
not to invest ourselves emotionally, psychologically, and intellectually in a vision of what
life should be, and constantly doubt ourselves and our understanding, then we end up in a
shallow place, a place of impermanence, of total ambiguity, with little comfort, little to
rely upon, little safety, and little fun. We must somehow be totally committed to our
view of life today, but be willing to change tomorrow.
We are creating ourselves and our futures every day. This requires us to act
consciously and with intentionality. That’s difficult to do for a variety of reasons, not the
least of which is that we have to actually pay attention and steer ourselves and our lives
rather than simply letting ourselves follow the path of least resistance or some
preordained path chosen by others or the path that our brains urge us to take as a result of
evolution and our desire for comfort, certainty, and security.
In this regard, asking the next question is a symbol of our ability to rise above the
animals that we are, that jumble of instincts, desires, fears, and other programs that
evolution has provided to human beings for our survival. Those programs have worked
remarkably well and we have not only survived, we have thrived. But now it’s time to
change. Those survival techniques, including our incredible propensity for violence and
war, as well as our ability to hate and denigrate based on irrational or meaningless
distinctions, those tendencies simply are not serving us well any more and we need to do
all in our power to lose them, both personally and as communities and nations.
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Our ancient myths and mainstream religions contain the strong notion that
humans were created by God at the top of the pyramid of life, that God has given people
dominion over the Earth, and therefore, whatever we do is OK. This is a dangerous
attitude, and one that needs to be lost, along with so much else from our old myths and
religions. We need to instead accept that we are a natural part of the natural world, on a
par with all life, and that for better or worse, we are the stewards of this planet and need
to husband our resources and our home rather than believing that we have permission
from God to do whatever we want.
There are two photographs that have been taken in the last 40 years that
symbolize for me the new horizons and understandings that we all need to incorporate
into our vision of the world and our place in it. The first was taken on Christmas Eve
1968 by the astronauts in the Apollo VIII spacecraft as it orbited around the moon. They
turned their TV camera back on the Earth and for the first time in history, the people of
Earth saw their home as a small cloud covered globe hanging in space—a jewel in an
infinite ocean of black. That picture taught us in an instant that we are all one on this
world, our only world, a tiny, fragile world, for which we, and we alone on this planet,
are the caretakers.
There was no crystal dome over the Earth separating our world from heaven, as
those who wrote the Bible believed; there was no heaven in the blackness of the total
vacuum of space. On hundreds of millions of television screens around the globe all that
the people saw was a fragile and altogether tiny world, a world put into perspective by
the second photograph, I mentioned. Called the Hubble Deep Field, this photograph
taken a few years ago by the Hubble Space Telescope and it provides the deepest, most
awesome view of the sky ever recorded. The Hubble Deep Field revealed thousands of
galaxies and trillions of stars existing in an area of the sky no bigger than a grain of sand
held at arms length. The poet William Blake challenged us to imagine the world in a
grain of sand: well here are trillions of them—an image so vast it is literally
incomprehensible.
When the Apollo VIII astronauts read from the Book of Genesis on that
Christmas Eve, it marked for me an important transition, a transition from the old myths,
the old comforts, and the incredibly self-centered vision of humans and our planet, to the
new vision with its very different place for us in the world, a natural place that was
nonetheless fraught with responsibility and will require us to fearlessly, fairly, and
honestly confront our future and the future of every living thing on this planet. But my
youthful optimism has not been vindicated—at least not yet. I am a part of this church
community and do these services in large part because I think that this transition—from
the old myths to the new reality—is possibly the most important intellectual and spiritual
transition a person can undergo and it is going to take lots of us to change the world.
And that, ultimately, is what asking the next question is about. It is about
changing ourselves, our communities, and our world to make a better life for everyone.
But before we can make changes, whether they are to ourselves as individuals or our
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communities, we need to be able to envision those changes and then make them so. To
do this we must first and foremost change ourselves.
I therefore agree wholeheartedly with the notion of self-work and trying to make
ourselves better than we are and to increase our understanding of ourselves, our
relationships, and our place in the world. In that sense, I am a firm believer in what is
called positive psychology. Most psychology you hear about is concerned with “fixing”
something, be it a phobia, a neurosis, or some other metal ailment. But there is so much
more possible in evolving and becoming a better, more understanding, more complete
human being than just correcting problems. Positive psychology is about finding ways
for us to grow, to become more than we are, and to simply be better people. And one
need not be lying on a couch for positive psychology to be a force in one’s life: it can and
does happen in the pews of this and other, kindred, churches and many other places as
well.
I will conclude by noting that virtually all choices we make about how to live our
lives, and what provides meaning and purpose, are uncertain in the sense that we cannot
be sure that this path or that path will lead to the best result or have any meaning except
to ourselves. There are no certain paths to specific outcomes like happiness, success,
meaning and purpose. There is only our own path and the courage to go down it.
My path has been the path of asking the next question, and the question after that,
and never stop asking questions. I am grateful to Theodore Sturgeon for introducing me
to his Q with an arrow going through it on that snowy winter day so long ago. I chose
that path, and it has made all the difference.
Presented June 24, 2007
First Unitarian Universalist Church
Austin, Texas
Revised for Print
Copyright © 2007 by Jim Checkley