Molinism

In 1981—forty years ago this term—I started my B.A. at McGill. Being a new philosophy student, I naturally took the Introduction to Philosophy taught by Storrs McCall. The class was held in the huge lecture theatre of the Frank Dawson Adams building, and, being an anxious sort of kid, I sat at the back where I would be no more than a speck in Professor McCall’s visual field should he get it into his head to call on someone to answer a question. I need not have worried. Professor McCall had no interest in putting anyone on the spot. He was just there to have a conversation about interesting ideas, and somehow that’s what he managed to do even though there were 200 people in the room. He would talk for a while about Plato’s theory of knowledge or Bertrand Russell’s views on induction and then chat with us about it; that’s how it felt anyway. To this day I don’t understand how he managed to make that lecture hall feel so small and intimate. Perhaps it wa

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