Funding the Devil
On Irresponsible Nostalgia by S. M. Hutchens
One of the professors at a rabidly liberal graduate school of religion I attended had a reputation for respecting its denomination's old confessional standards. A doctoral student who camped with the majority on the other side of the fence, and who would declare without fear of contradiction that "theology began with Schleiermacher," told me that this professor, despite his long tenure and international reputation, was "just kept around to convince the old donors that it was still their grandfathers' school." This was meant as . . .