This is not a post about me being lo
st, metaphorically or otherwise. It is a post regarding the actual
novel by Daniel Defoe, which I recently read.
The one thing that seems to have stuck in my mind is the idea of
Providence, or that everything that happens to
you for a reason (as decided by the God). This allows you to
not take responsibility for your own actions and to justify behavior such as slavery and misogyny.
For example, Crusoe was put on the desert isle by God so that he could become a better Christian, the ship (which crashed into the isle) was put there so he could easily support himself, the natives on the mainland were put there so they could be mastered by the Europeans, Friday escaped being eaten so that he could willingly become Crusoes slave and a Christian.
One other way to think of this is as follows: greed put Crusoe on a ship and a storm put him on a desert isle, the ship (which crashed into the isle) was put there because it crashed into the isle, the natives were on the mainland because their ancestors moved there because they thought it was nice, Friday escaped being eaten so he would not be eaten and, owning his life to Crusoe, decided to live with him and became a Christian because he had little use for religion (it is often difficult to tell the mind of a fictional character).
Perhaps I am just looking at the superficial reasons and not at the underlying cause, but I doubt it. Why would an omnipotent, omniscience being bother with us (other than as a diversion)? Why would such a being exist? Do we, as a semi-educated society, still need such a crutch? Should not we grow up and start taking responsibilities for our own actions and not justify them by Providence or what not?
Or perhaps the book is simply outdated and no one thinks this way, but that's a lie... I've meet my mother.