Adam-Troy Castro

Writer of Science Fiction, Fantasy, Horror, and Stories About Yams.

 

Sorry, but God Does ABSOLUTELY Give Us More Than We Can Handle

Posted on August 14th, 2015 by Adam-Troy Castro

Originally published on Facebook Aug 14 2013.

I confess that I was reminded of my hatred for this particular homily by an article read earlier today that listed the top ten worst things to say to the parent of a disabled child. I do not have that life circumstance but have had it used on me, when I was suffering under one intolerable problem or another.

“God never gives us more than we can handle.”

This is used by people who mean to comfort us, by putting our problems, however severe, in a little box.

As the article I read today noted, it’s a more polite way to say a very impolite thing: “Stop whining.”

But it’s a lie.

Of COURSE God — or if you prefer, random circumstance — gives us more than we can handle.

People go bankrupt. People have mental and emotional breakdowns. People throw screaming fits. People get ulcers. The most brutal stress descends on those who are most ill-equipped to handle it. Lives are destroyed. People have tension-induced strokes. They sink into drug dependencies, or kill themselves.

“God never gives us more than we can handle.”

What self-serving claptrap!

Okay. So imagine you’re a Japanese guy minding his own business on some coastal city, and you hear a tremendous rumbling and look up and there’s a wall of water racing toward you carrying with it a debris field made of shattered houses, floating automobiles, sewage and corpses.

Don’t worry! God trusts in you to handle it!

Imagine you’re a guy who takes a shortcut through the park one night which happens to be the same night some woman is raped and beaten to the point of coma and the cops happen to miss that this completely fits the pattern of some serial rapes you were out of town for and you are demonized in the press and sent to prison and ten years pass and everybody you know thinks you’re guilty and only you know you’re not and by the way you have gotten yourself on the wrong side of the prison’s most brutal gang.

Don’t worry! God trusts in you to handle it!

Imagine you have been told you have a rare genetic ailment that will, in the next fourteen months, completely ravage your nervous system and leave you paralyzed and unable to speak for what will otherwise be a very long life, and you’re only twenty but forced to give up all your dreams and just as you manage to come to terms with that your insurance company defaults and you have to give up your chance to stay at home and instead have to move into a facility that promises state of the art care but that, you realize after you have been there less than a week, is a snake pit with attendants who take a sadistic pleasure in tormenting the helpless when their bosses aren’t looking.

Don’t worry! God trusts in you to handle it!

“God never gives us more than we can handle?”

Of all the aphorisms spouted by the well-meaning, this may be the most idiotic and contemptuous of real-world illustration.

The Enemies of Wonder

Posted on August 14th, 2015 by Adam-Troy Castro

Every child knows that certain adults are enemies of wonder.

These adults are not just scornful of fantasy. They are determined predators of it. They may not actually rip a comic book or a DVD out of that child’s hands, but they will let that child know that such pursuits are garbage, and that taking enjoyment in them is in some way disreputable, something to be ashamed of.

These adults will tell the parents of a child who reads fantasy that they’ve “read somewhere” that such books, such movies, are bad for children.

Asked to identify where they read this intelligence, they will either not be able to mention a source, or will name a source that if investigated will turn out to have no such data of the kind.

The important thing is that the imagination is not to be encouraged. It is to be stomped out, destroyed, salted over, denied.

Every child knows these adults. In some unlucky cases those adults are their caregivers and in such cases it is an ordeal that can only be endured. In other cases those adults are relatives who issue their decrees during family visits, and who can make dedication to a frivolity, to a universe not our own that can be fun to visit once in a while, somehow shameful, despicable, indictments of the children as human beings.

Every adult knows that these adults occupy an important ecological niche in the psychology of childhood, in that they are actually useful…because falling too far into the world of fiction, without sufficient attention to the concerns of the real, is indeed a trap that some of us fall into. Every adult also knows that these adults have their own fictions, just as pernicious, among them their supreme faith in their own worthiness to cast judgments. We know that these adults have fantasies of their own. The aunt who told me that comic books are trash, but knew the storylines of every daytime drama on TV, to the extent that she could discuss the lives of those fictional people in as much detail as the worst comic book fan can discuss the permutations of the life of Thanos – she did not sense the irony, and would not have recognized it even if it had been pointed out to her. The ones I encounter sometimes now who want me to know they never read fiction because it’s frivolous and prevent me from addressing the world as it really is – but who inevitably have a great idea for a novel that I can write for them in order to make us both a million dollars – do not sense the irony either.

Nor do those who have no problem with fiction but who hate and scorn any attempt at significance; who want it empty, because it’s the emptiness that attracts them. In their own way they are enemies of wonder too, because they are enemies of transcendence.

These are related phenomena.

Every child knows that some adults are the sworn enemies of wonder.

Every child knows that this makes them dangerous, and sad cases worthy of pity.

THE NEW GUSTAV GLOOM IS OUT TODAY!

Posted on August 11th, 2015 by Adam-Troy Castro

“Despite what we’re so frequently shown in movies, not all of life’s worst news arrives on a dark and stormy night, with thunder and lightning for company.

Some terrible news arrives on glorious summer days, sometimes even in the well-lit kitchens of Fluorescent Salmon houses.

For instance, outside the home of the What family, the light was bright and golden, the grass lush and green. The air rang with the joyful melodies of birdsong and the distant laughter of neighborhood children. All was right with the world.

Inside the house, the famous world adventurer Nora What stood reading a very strange and frightening letter from her missing ten-year-old daughter Fernie….”

For more, read GUSTAV GLOOM AND THE INN OF SHADOWS, out today!

 
 
 

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