“Jefferson’s narrative rumbles along at ground level, on square wheels—no baptismal shock of light from above, no dove descending. And no risen Jesus. The Jefferson Bible ends with Jesus snug in the tomb, the cave mouth securely plugged, gobstopped, by the not-to-be-moved stone. No more words. Resurrection foreclosed. And it’s odd: As a regular, somewhat inspired guru-human, Jesus makes less sense than before. My yoke is easy and my burden light … I am the good shepherd … Stripped of their divine warrant, these weird claims make the Jeffersonian Jesus sound like Charles Manson.”
📚 The Jefferson Bible: A Biography, by Peter Manseau
“Pullman’s 2010 counterfactual retelling of the events of the Gospels is … a fiercely imaginative encounter with Christianity … Here’s Jesus, and Jesus is okay—more than okay; he’s a rebel and a trickster and an overturner, in love with the people, a proper republican in the Pullman sense of the word: instinctively fraternal and anti-institutional, spreading his rough-and-ready enlightenments across the horizontal axis. Pullman’s Jesus doesn’t do miracles—no magic here—but he does change people.”
📚 The Good Man Jesus and the Scoundrel Christ, by Philip Pullman
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