If there is one thing that Bart Ehrman and Richard Carrier agree upon, it is that The Christ Conspiracy by Acharya S is an absolutely awful book. In fact, a bone of contention, as mentioned in the last post in this series, is that Ehrman said it was awful, gave a few examples of why it was awful, and then moved on while Carrier thought he should have dwelt upon its awfulness through many pages until every last ounce of its putridness had been exposed to sunlight and dissolved into the morning mist. Of course, the problem for Carrier is that some people confuse his position with that of Acharya S; the problem for Ehrman is that some people confuse his position for that of Carrier. Both are false but the latter is more false than the former.
Carrier, in attempting to demonstrate Ehrman is “incompetent” and “a hack” (nothing personal, mind you), latched onto something Ehrman wrote about D. M. Murdock (aka Acharya S) to demonstrate he understands the writings of the queen of Jesus mythicist conspiracy theorists better than Ehrman. On that I would agree; but then so do I but I don’t consider it a badge of honor. Carrier has had battles in the past with Murdock and has spent much time and verbiage trying to demonstrate why Murdock’s version of Jesus mythicism is garbage while his is brilliant. I have had to study Murdock’s books in order to summarize her charges, evaluate her evidence, and respond to her books for other Christians. Ehrman probably read her first book in preparation for Did Jesus Exist?, came to the conclusion she was nuts within three pages, and lightly read the rest for the lulz.
The dispute about Murdock in the Carrier/Ehrman exchange centers on what Murdock wrote concerning a certain statue of a penis-nosed rooster allegedly housed in the Vatican. The conversation begins with Murdock stating some fascinating things about the name “Peter”:
“Peter” is not only “the rock” but also “the cock,” or penis, as the word is used as slang to this day.
Fascinating because every reference work on English slang mentions the use of “peter” for a penis developed in the mid to late nineteenth century with the earliest confirmed reference from 1902. If the Greek word for rock (petra) were used for a penis, it would be an odd choice since the gender of the term is feminine. This is why it was changed to a masculine ending (Petros) when applied to the Apostle. It is even more confusing since Paul refers to Peter as Cephas, a transliteration of the Aramaic word for rock (keypha) and there the connection falls apart even further. If any of these were used as slang words for a penis in the ancient world, such evidence is not provided by Murdock but merely assumed because of a slang that first appears within the last two centuries in modern English.
Murdock then adds to the fun by citing a series of nineteenth century quacks (Godfrey Higgins, T. W. Doane, Madame Blavatsky) along with a contemporary one (Barbara G. Walker) for support for her claims of Peter’s mythological status. My personal favorite is when she cites Blavatsky to show Peter was unknown to Justin Martyr in the second century:
In addition to the canonical gospels, the Christianized Peter tales were not in existence at the time of Justin Martyr (100-165), who, as Blavatsky relates, “writing in the early part of the second century in Rome, where he fixed his abode, eager to get hold of the least proof in favor of the truth for which he suffered, seems perfectly unconscious of St. Peter’s existence!! Neither does any other writer of any consequence mention him in connection with the Church of Rome, earlier than the days of Irenaeus, when the latter set himself to invent a new religion, drawn from the depth of his imagination.”
Never mind that Peter was mentioned by Clement of Rome and Ignatius of Antioch prior to Justin and that Peter was mentioned by Justin (twice) in the Dialogue with Trypho. When crackpots get on a roll, they can’t be bothered with little niceties like fact-checking.
At some point Murdock then infers something about Peter and homoeroticism within patriarchal cults and quotes Walker as follows:
The cock was another totemic “peter” sometimes viewed as the god’s alter ego. Vatican authorities preserved a bronze image of a cock with an oversize penis on a man’s body, the pedestal inscribed “The Savior of the World.” The cock was also a solar symbol.
At this point Murdock goes off to chase other tangents and the reader is left to make what they can of the mess she left behind.
So what was she trying to infer here? The argument seems to be … Peter is an Apostle … Peter is associated with a rooster crowing … “peter” is a slang word for penis … there is a statue of a rooster-man with a penis for a nose … therefore … what??? This sequence, like much of her book, is a series of often dubious claims pulled from frequently questionable sources and thrown up to form an impenetrable wall of ignorance that the light of common sense cannot breech. The current case of Peter is a perfect example as by the end we have a mangled sequence of non sequiturs with her audience left to decipher the tea leaves and figure out her intent. This pattern is frequently repeated: does she really think the pyramids were not built by Egyptians as tombs but were celestial computers for refugees from Atlantis? Does she really believe academia is controlled by a secret Freemasonic brotherhood led by the pope? It does seem that way but your guess is as good as mine.
It is such “deep-from-within-the-recesses-of-a-padded-room” outbursts that make any alleged misunderstanding on Ehrman’s part quite understandable. Ehrman, having read the sequence outlined above (almost certainly for the first time) probably became glassy-eyed and began mentally recalling the theme from The Twilight Zone before parenthetically quipping:
There is no penis-nosed statue of Peter the cock in the Vatican or anywhere else except in books like this, which love to make things up.
It turns out a statue of a penis nosed rooster does exist although it certainly has no relation to either Peter or Christianity. It is an example of a Priapus, a minor but popular god related to fertility often connected to various figures with oversized penises in various forms. D. M. Murdock, atop her perch at her website, cackled about complaining that she never said the statue was of Peter and Carrier agreed (the enemy of my enemy is my friend?) and seized upon the fact that a bronze apparently does exist even though Ehrman technically was correct stated no such bronze statue of Peter existed.
Although if one isolates Murdock’s sentence from its context, it does not overtly state a connection between Peter and the statue, certainly such a connection is implied by the overall context of the discussion. She has already inferred Peter was mythical, that he corresponded to pagan figures, that his name was associated with the penis, that he was associated with the rooster, and then she brings up a penis-nosed rooster headed bronze sculpture. If indeed she was not attempting to connect Peter to that bronze, then why did she bring it up in the first place? Without some alleged connection to Peter, it has no part in the discussion and sticks out like a sore thumb … or at least a sore penis. Indeed the statue was being connected to Peter the apostle, however incompetently and, given the discussion above, insanely, and Ehrman was right for considering the whole thing rather much of a “howler.”
Another point should also be made here. It certainly was not necessary for Ehrman to track down whether such a bronze figure of a penis-nosed statue existed. Anyone who has read The Christ Conspiracy knows it is full of the most incredible nonsense. How is someone like Ehrman to react when he reads Murdock’s explanation of why her ideas are not better accepted among scholars:
It is clear that scholars have known about the mythological nature of the Bible, yet they have gone to immense lengths to hide it, including using sophisticated language, like the priestly counterparts who have utilized the dead language Latin to go over the heads of the uneducated masses. It is possible that any number of these scholars are also Masons or members of some such secret brotherhood who are under the blood oath. Or they may merely be products of their occupation, in that many universities and colleges are under the dominion of the fraternities and the grand master, the Pope, i.e., the Catholic Church.
Just in case you missed the “wooo” factor of the above statement concerning the pope and secret Masonic blood oaths, Murdock stated earlier in the book that “unbeknownst to the masses, the pope is the Grand Master-Mason of the Masonic branches of the world.” Such nonsense as this or her infatuation with the penis nosed rooster is worthy of nothing but scorn and that is exactly what Ehrman supplied. Yet, for some unknown reason, Carrier decided to fight this particular battle even though it had absolutely nothing to do with anything Ehrman objected to in his own work.
With his treatement of Murdock (and the “bad mythicisists”) out of the way, the discussion will move next time to Ehrman’s treatement of someone both find more interesting: Earl Doherty.
Related Articles:
Carrier’s review of Ehrman’s book
Ehrman’s reply to Carrier’s review, Pt. 1
Ehrman’s reply to Carrier’s review, Pt. 2