I've enjoyed the holiday season as a chance to catch up on reading – one of my favourite pastimes. However I have surprised myself with the course my reading has taken.
It started with picking up Killing Kennedy from the library. With the 50th anniversary of JFK's passing occuring recently, it was a book that looked interesting to flick through on a summer's day. Basically it's a history of JFK's presidency written in the style of a thriller novel, so an easy quick read. An impulsive pickup from the new releases stand.
As JFK's life and times occured before I was even born, I knew very little about him other than that which most people of my age would know – the Bay of Pigs, the Kennedy family personalities, and of course his assassination in Dallas.
Which is where I started disapearing down the wormhole.
Against my better judgement, I have now moved on to my third book regarding JFK and his death, have spent way too much time on the internet reading up on all the grassy knoll/ second gunman/ it was the French/ it was the Russians/it was the CIA theories, and am finding myself getting way too engrossed in the increasingly crazy theories that are out there.
For all that it is a fascinating and interesting diversion from the usual reading material I choose to read. It's always good, especially during a quieter, more relaxed time of the year. to find a new interest and to learn new things or to at least try to understand the different theories that are out there. It's almost like pondering the "what ifs" are more interesting than the actual likelihood of what has been proven to have happened (or at least, that's what they want you to think ) .
Which in relation to Being Frank made me think of our Church, which of course attracts it's own conspiracy theorists and "unusual" theological opinionists. Are we broad enough to accept different perspectives – to hear them out, to consider them, to mine for the kernel of truth in even the wackiest of pronouncements? Or do we reject them out of hand because they don't fit with our own understandings?
I wonder whether sometimes it is too hard to hear another perspective that jars with our own beliefs, which are often precious and/ or lifelong ones. How do others handle hearing opinions that challenge their values or principles?