Siobhan Nash-Marshall

About Siobhan Nash-Marshall

Siobhan Nash-Marshall holds the Mary T. Clark Chair of Christian Philosophy at Manhattanville College. Author of many academic books and articles on metaphysics and the problem of evil, she has also written books and articles for a general readership. In recent years, she has devoted her attention to genocide and genocide negationism. Her most recent book, The Sins of the Fathers: Turkish Denialism and the Armenian Genocide (New York: Herder&Herder, 2018) is her first book-length treatment of the topic. After the breakout of the war in Syria, she and some friends founded CINF USA, through which they attempt to help the ancient Christian cultures of the world which are presently in peril.

On Conversations, Poisonous Mushrooms, & Taking Ourselves too Seriously

By |2020-06-22T16:41:41-05:00June 22nd, 2020|Categories: Intelligence, Modernity, Natural Law, Philosophy, Reason, Truth|

The natural laws that the academics and intellectuals have for centuries been trying to think and feel out of existence, the laws undergirding all of reality, do not kowtow to the thoughts and actions of mere human beings. They continue to inform reality and will overwhelm anyone who does not bow to them, as [...]

On Fishbowls, Tragedies, and Coronavirus

By |2020-06-08T00:42:32-05:00June 7th, 2020|Categories: Coronavirus, Fiction, Great Books, Literature, Modernity, Tragedy|

Far from calling for microscopic views of reality and fishbowls, tragedies call for us to shatter the fishbowls and throw out the microscopes, to stop obsessing about our vulnerabilities and on how to overcome them, to stop thinking of ourselves as helpless victims of wicked forces. It is a grey day today. The sun [...]

On Descartes, Fear, and the Whys of Our Cultural Woes

By |2020-05-12T01:10:30-05:00May 11th, 2020|Categories: Coronavirus, Culture, Modernity, Philosophy, Reason|

Living in isolation flattens days, homogenizes them. Gone are the trains, the colleagues, the students. Gone the friends, the flights, the lectures. Gone the plans, the urgency, the team. I am no longer flummoxed by the mere thought of Descartes’s mad flight. So here I am back at my desk. It is another day, [...]

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