Innis

He did not say this is wicked. He said now nothing that they propose to do will be withheld from them. That is the thing worth sitting with. Not anger at the presumption. Not jealousy of the altitude. Fear of the capability. One language, one ledger, one record of what every person had said and done and owned, and the coordination that becomes possible when you have all of that in one place. Every horror of the twentieth century was a tower project. The Babel reading that requires a jealous God protecting his altitude misses the point by the full width of the plain of Shinar. The dispersion was not punishment. It was the only thing standing between the people and what they were about to make possible.