Read a New York Times Magazine article
at work today on Antony Flew, a British philosopher who made a name for himself 50 years ago arguing for atheism who's now embracing belief. From the article:
But is Flew’s conversion what it seems to be? Depending on whom you ask, Antony Flew is either a true convert whose lifelong intellectual searchings finally brought him to God or a senescent scholar possibly being exploited by his associates.
I guess what is true of contemporary poets
is true of contemporary philosophers, too:
Byzantium is no place for old poets. That's long been understood. When a poet is ready to collect his laurels, he slouches toward Bethlehem.
There's too much internet porn in the world to waste time with theological arguments.