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glints of childlike wonderment flickering in his eyes.

      “Set against gossamer landscapes and improbable perspectives, his images seem to jump out of their two-dimensional plane, splashing the optic nerve with exquisite melancholy, dotting his universe with things and creatures that nature, in its infinite wisdom, or utter lack of imagination, has chosen not to sire. Here you find monsters and mutants and grotesque hybrids. There you come face to face with warlocks and grimacing witches frolicking among aimless throngs given to paroxysms of elation or stricken with catatonic stupor. Encoded in the language of allegory and symbolism but crafted to bare enduring truths, his paintings said more than they implied. They seemed to be speaking to me with an intimacy that was both comforting and terrifying. I let my eyes be seduced and my eyes wandered, seeking to be challenged as they were being dazzled. In a way I could not fully process at the time, I was also stirred by their eroticism, which I found more beguiling than the prosaic photos I sneaked a peek at in my father’s medical books.”

      What Montvert finally grasped when, as an art student, he rediscovered his childhood idol, was that in his company he had been treated all along to a vivid and eloquent articulation of the idiom of conflict.

      “The seemingly mismatched details he crams into his paintings are like pieces of a puzzle,” he explained. “You can ponder each one individually and miss the big picture, or you can bring them together into a congruent whole that delivers the artist’s central message: Life is a journey across a minefield of ceaseless friction. Resentment spawns hostility. Envy elicits malice. Ignorance leads to rigid thinking. Fixed ideas breed suspicion. Greed, narcissism, scorching ambition and uncontrollable lust inspire violence.”

      Conflict is not only elemental; it is essential to life. Evolution of the species is driven by conflict and sustained by adaptation to the stresses it creates and the torments it inflicts. The clash of egos, the spark that ignites passions and deepens the ideological divide between men, leads to a more sinister form of conflict because the irreconcilable beliefs, opinions and value systems that trigger hostility are imparted, not inborn. It was Sigmund Freud who postulated the now widely accepted theory that we are the product of our subconscious. Freud was careful to add that the subconscious is neither amorphous nor indelible, but rather the aggregate of myriad post-natal influences and coercions. The psyche is fashioned, transformed and often fouled by early childhood experiences and warped by brainwashing -- the planting of preset ideas -- a technique parents, teachers, clergy and other public custodians whose authority we are taught never to question or defy apply with ferocious conviction.

      As children we eagerly swallow the “truths” these figureheads concoct to beguile or entrap us, from Santa Claus to the boogey man and the tooth fairy, from the supernatural übermensch who can part oceans, rain fire and spread pestilence and famine, to the “immaculate” birth of a virgin who, visited by “angels” bears a man-God whose recondite pronouncements -- if his biographers are to be trusted -- are conflated into a cult some 300 years after his preordained death, miraculous “resurrection” and subsequent ascension to “heaven.”

      Then one day, by word of mouth or the emergence of nascent intelligence, we learn that the pixies and the elves that kindled our imagination and the ogres that populated our nightmares are myth and fraud, as are their principal agents -- our parents. With careful programming, which includes crafty counsel not to wander beyond the limits of time-honored “realities,” we enter adulthood conditioned to accept and encouraged to disseminate other absurdities that owe their being and their irritating persistence to the constant drumbeat of political and religious indoctrination.

      No one is “born” a believer or an atheist. No one spurts out of the womb a Jew, Baptist or Muslim, a Liberal or Conservative, a chauvinist or a freethinker. We all come into this world with a blank slate. Parental propaganda, our social climate and assorted constraints mold us into cookie-cutter replicas of our devoted retrofitters. We are all endowed with a brain capable of discerning the truth but we are by now so emotionally mangled by encoding and spellbound by the rote repetition of sanctioned doctrine that we submit to mindless, synchronized rituals alleged to benefit “society.” To survive, the conjurer, the master of doublespeak -- religion -- must cling to fictions that do not exist in the pristine vacuum of an untainted mind but are planted there so they may sprout, tentacle-like, the better to strangle reason.

      Held in check, redirected away from prefabricated truths, conflict can bring down the curtains of ignorance and shed light where there is none. It can help change minds, alter perceptions. I think, therefore I doubt, replaces the credo of inflexible dogma. Skepticism in the absence of provable fact has not only propelled science to its phenomenal heights, it has also freed minds trapped in ideological warrens from which knowledge, logic and enlightenment are kept out.

      Where does fiction end and fact begin? Do the two ever intersect at a point where reality, improbability and inevitability coexist? Can conflict engender a hyper-reality in which are found the truths that craven men fear to know and cautious men fear to tell? In the perfect geometry of coincidence, will these truths assume an aura of frightening plausibility?

      Knowing others is wisdom.

      Knowing oneself is enlightenment.

      Lao Tzu (circa 500 BCE)

      I call degenerate practices and senseless beliefs diseases of humanity.

      Maimonides (1135-1204)

      Men never do evil so completely and cheerfully as when they do it from religious convictions.

      Blaise Pascal (1623-1662)

      “Religion is a system of superstition that produces fanatics and serves the purposes of despotism.”

      Thomas Paine (1737-1809)

      Religion promotes and/or exploits personal guilt.

      What people who clamor that society needs religion really mean is that we need police.

      H. L. Mencken (1880-1956)

      God and country are an unbearable team; they break all records for oppression and bloodshed.

      Luis Buñuel (1900-1983)

      Lies are fascinating for what they reveal about the liar.

      Federico Fellini (1920-1993)

      Isn’t it enough to see that a garden is beautiful without having to believe that there are fairies at the bottom of it?

      Douglas Adams (1952-2001)

      Sell the Vatican and feed the poor.

      Sarah Silverman (2008)

      To catch a glimpse of the evil in Man, one must first peel off the outer layers of piety.

      Itamar Sittenfeld (2009)

       Narragonia

      On permanent display at the Musée du Louvre in Paris is an oil painting on wood of very modest dimensions, approximately twenty-three inches high and thirteen inches wide. A work of nervous energy that captures the tormented expressions of its characters, the painting lampoons the credulity of the masses and warns against the greed, decadence and hypocrisy of the clergy. Perhaps inspired by Sebastian Brant’s moralistic poem, Das Narrenschiff, the painting is known as La Nef des Fous or The Ship of Fools. Dense in symbolism, it is one of the 15th century’s most inscrutable works or art.

      Brant, a humanist and a contemporary of the painter, tells the story of a craft laden with fools and steered by fools sailing toward a fools’ paradise, Narragonia. The ship is a metaphor for life and Narragonia a satirical emblem for a world

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