"In the name of the Prophet, figs!" Dr. Schweitzer has, he believes, saved the character of "the mob of Jerusalem" at last; and by what a device! By assuming that to claim to be the Messiah was to blaspheme, which it certainly was not; [218] and by assuming that the mob who had (on Schweitzer's view) acclaimed an Elias would be struck dumb with horror on being told that Elias claimed to be the Messiah. The secret of this psychosis is in Dr. Schweitzer's sole possession, as is the explanation of the total absence of his statement from all the literature produced by the generation which, on his assumption, knew all about the case. And this is what is left after a survey of the German exegesis "from Reimarus to Wrede."
It is to be feared that neither the scholars nor the laity will accept either of Dr. Schweitzer's alternatives, and that the nature of his own prestidigitatory solution may tend somewhat to weaken the effect of his indictment of the kaleidoscopic process which has hitherto passed as a solution among the experts. Dr. Schweitzer seems to realize all absurdities save his own. None the less, he has done a critical service in arguing down all the rest, though even in his final verdict he exhibits symptoms of the "sacred disease," the theologian's malady of self-contradiction:--
The Jesus of Nazareth who came forward publicly as the Messiah, who preached the ethic of the Kingdom of God, who founded the Kingdom of Heaven upon earth, and died to give His work its final consecration, never had any existence. He is a figure designed by rationalism, [219] endowed with life by liberalism, and clothed by modern theology in an historical garb....
He passes by our time and returns to his own....
The historical foundation of Christianity as built up by rationalistic, by liberal, and by modern theology no longer exists; but that does not mean that Christianity has lost its historical foundation....
Jesus means something to our world because a mighty spiritual force streams forth from Him and flows through our time also [220]....
"Loves me, loves me not," as the little girls say in counting the flower petals. We seem entitled to suggest in the interests of simple science, as distinguished from Germanic Kultur, that temperament might perhaps usefully be left out of the debate; and that the question of what Jesus stands for may be left over till we have settled whether the film presented to us by Dr. Schweitzer can stand between us and a scientific criticism which assents to all of his verdict save the reservation in favour of his own thesis.