Our secular age can be sustained only if the secular has been carefully distinguished from the sacred, and only if the boundary between the two is vigorously, not to say violently, guarded.
But boundary-drawing between the sacred and profane is the work of a priest. It is the sacred act par excellence (cf. among many many texts from many religions, Leviticus 10:10).
So our secular age depends on a sacred gesture.
Which means that our secular age isn’t ultimately a secular age at all. Its secularity is a ruse, a trick of priests.
At least the Enlightenment was right about one thing: You can’t trust priests.
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