Reflections on life at “De Witte Wand”…

Category: Society

  • Compare and Contrast

    Along with probably a fair number of other people I watched yesterday’s Inauguration of President Obama. And yes, being an atheist, the mentions of God always make me roll my eyes. However, I understand that such rhetoric speaks to many people.
     
    That notwithstanding, I still thought Rick Warren’s invocation was especially empty, crass, false and fawning – I was much more impressed by Reverend Lowery’s call:
    "And now, O Lord, in the complex arena of human relations, help us to make choices on the side of love, not hate; on the side of inclusion, not exclusion; tolerance, not intolerance. And as we leave this mountaintop, help us to hold on to the spirit of fellowship and the oneness of our family".
    In a way, I was reminded of Disney’s good fairy Merryweather taking the sting out of Maleficent’s curse on Sleeping Beauty.
     
    But away from the main action was another Reverend also making his blessing on the new President. Gene Robinson’s words spoke more to me than whole books would do by that empty vessel of Rick Warren. He, like Obama himself in his address, pulled no punches:
     
       
     

    "O God of our many understandings, we pray that you will…

    Bless us with tears – for a world in which over a billion people exist on less than a dollar a day, where young women from many lands are beaten and raped for wanting an education, and thousands die daily from malnutrition, malaria, and AIDS.

    Bless us with anger – at discrimination, at home and abroad, against refugees and immigrants, women, people of color, gay, lesbian, bisexual and transgender people.

    Bless us with discomfort – at the easy, simplistic “answers” we’ve preferred to hear from our politicians, instead of the truth, about ourselves and the world, which we need to face if we are going to rise to the challenges of the future.

    Bless us with patience – and the knowledge that none of what ails us will be “fixed” anytime soon, and the understanding that our new president is a human being, not a messiah.

    Bless us with humility – open to understanding that our own needs must always be balanced with those of the world.

    Bless us with freedom from mere tolerance – replacing it with a genuine respect and  warm embrace of our differences, and an understanding that in our diversity, we are stronger.

    Bless us with compassion and generosity – remembering that every religion’s God judges us by the way we care for the most vulnerable in the human community, whether across town or across the world.

    And God, we give you thanks for your child Barack, as he assumes the office of President of the United States.

    Give him wisdom beyond his years, and inspire him with Lincoln’s reconciling leadership style, President Kennedy’s ability to enlist our best efforts, and Dr. King’s dream of a nation for ALL the people.

    Give him a quiet heart, for our Ship of State needs a steady, calm captain in these times.

    Give him stirring words, for we will need to be inspired and motivated to make the personal and common sacrifices necessary to facing the challenges ahead.

    Make him color-blind, reminding him of his own words that under his leadership, there will be neither red nor blue states, but the United States.

    Help him remember his own oppression as a minority, drawing on that experience of discrimination, that he might seek to change the lives of those who are still its victims.

    Give him the strength to find family time and privacy, and help him remember that even though he is president, a father only gets one shot at his daughters’ childhoods.

    And please, God, keep him safe.  We know we ask too much of our presidents, and we’re asking FAR too much of this one.  We know the risk he and his wife are taking for all of us, and we implore you, O good and great God, to keep him safe.  Hold him in the palm of your hand – that he might do the work we have called him to do, that he might find joy in this impossible calling, and that in the end, he might lead us as a nation to a place of integrity, prosperity and peace.

    AMEN".

  • The Testament of Lasantha Wickrematunga

    Extraordinary, humbling and deeply moving. Go and read it.
  • Pulling the Plug

    I see that the Dutch minister for Education, Culture and Science has stopped a subsidy made by the government to a Christian Group based in Arnhem. Apparently, the group, Onze Weg (Our Way), was using the money to run courses that, while not brazenly offering to "cure" homosexuals, certainly aimed at "reducing homosexual tendencies" in their unfortunate participants.
     
    I’m pleased to learn that Minister Plasterk has stopped this group from getting any of my money. I don’t pay my taxes in order to be neutered by the likes of them, thank you very much. 
  • You Probably Couldn’t Make It Up…

    … but of course, that would mean expecting sensible behaviour from Stephen Green. On past performance, that is somewhat akin to expecting Hell to freeze over. Yes, we’re talking about his, and other people’s, reaction to the Atheist Bus Campaign.
     
    Apparently, at least 88 people have complained to the Advertising Standards Authority about the slogan: "There’s probably no God. Now Stop Worrying and enjoy your life". What really boggles my mind is that most of them complained on the grounds that they found the adverts "offensive" and broke guidelines of "taste and decency". I honestly don’t understand how such people can think that way. Perhaps I need to go on a course of believing six impossible things before breakfast each day, but I don’t think that it would help.
  • Take Off Your Glasses, Corey

    That’s the title of an excellent essay by Simon Sellars that examines the connections between J. G. Ballard‘s fiction and society today. He makes a strong case that Ballard was disturbingly right in his dystopian predictions.
  • Boys and Their Toys

    Chris Clarke, over at Creek Running North writes about a fairly depressing example of boys and their toys – in this case 4×4 owners churning up nature just because they can. I see the same sort of thing in the woods near here with dirt bike riders turning the paths into muddy ruts. Sigh.
  • Darwin and the ‘New Atheists’

    While I’m mentioning Darwin, I might as well draw your attention to another piece by ‘Our Maddy of the Sorrows’. This time Madeleine Bunting is urging us not to let the great man be hijacked by “New Atheists” – whatever they might be. I rather suspect that they are just the same as plain old atheists, i.e. people who lack beliefs in gods. No matter, after writing some accurate stuff in her article about Darwin’s achievements (to give her due credit), Maddy can’t resist launching off into some very silly riffs indeed.

    The fear is that the anniversary will be hijacked by the New Atheism as the perfect battleground for another round of jousting over the absurdity of belief (a position that Darwin pointedly never took up). Many of the prominent voices in the New Atheism are lined up to reassert that it is simply impossible to believe in God and accept Darwin’s theory of evolution; Richard Dawkins and the US philosopher Daniel Dennett are among those due to appear in Darwin200 events.

    I would assume that Dawkins and Dennett are amongst those due to appear because they have both done much good work examining various aspects of evolutionary theory. The fact that they are both atheists (Maddy, please note, not “New” atheists) is not really relevant. Besides, neither of those two gentlemen have ever, to my knowledge, asserted that “it is simply impossible to believe in God and accept Darwin’s theory of evolution”. I do wish Bunting would stop constructing strawmen.

    What Darwin did was to show how complexity and apparent design could arise in the biological world through very simple principles. The collateral damage of his theory was to remove the need for the hand of God to be at work in the formation of species. Basically, he inadvertently blew a hole beneath the waterline of the good ship “Argument from Design”, which had been steaming about for centuries since being launched by the ancient Greeks and given a refit by the Rev. William Paley. And despite Bunting’s assertion, the best that the theory of evolution can be said to do is to posit an alternative explanation to the “GodDidIt” argument – it certainly can’t be said to prove the “impossibility of God”.

    Oh, and one last thing, Bunting misquotes the title of Darwin’s seminal work as “On the Origin of the Species”. As Dawkins can’t resist pointing out (somewhat impishly, I feel):

    A telling litmus test of an ignoramus on the subject of Darwin is their rendering of the title of his great book. The diagnostic solecism — remarkably common — is to stick a ‘the’ before ‘species’. Sure enough, Madeleine Bunting falls right into it, exactly as you would expect. The correct title, of course, is On the Origin of Species.

  • RIP, Adrian

    Adrian Mitchell has died. Here he embodies one of his best-known poems – updated for modern times: To Whom It May Concern
     
     
  • Human Homecare

    Here in the Netherlands, there’s an annual award for the best TV commercial, which is voted for by the public. Usually, the winner is a commercial with humour, but this year, the winner was the commercial produced by the Dutch Socialist Party for its campaign for better homecare for the elderly. The commercial is startlingly simple, and probably quite shocking to many people. It also probably could not get screened in many countries.

    It is exceedingly effective. Go and watch it here.

    I am reminded about something that happened earlier this week. I had gone to Amsterdam by train to visit the bookshops. On the train from Arnhem to Utrecht, I overheard an elderly lady telling her friend the following story.

    My brother is 80, and together with his wife, he lives in an old people’s home in The Hague. His wife is somewhat senile, so they have separate rooms. Recently, I went to visit him, and when I got to his room, I found the door shut and locked. That’s unusual, because his door is usually open, but I thought that perhaps he was visiting his wife. However, when I went to her room, I found her alone. I went back to his room, and as there was a cleaner in the corridor, I asked her where Mr. Hooft might be. “Mr Hooft?”, she replied, “He doesn’t live here anymore”.

    Well, I was astonished, and went to the office. I asked the person there where Mr. Hooft was. “Mr. Hooft?”, she replied, “He doesn’t live here anymore”. “But, how is that possible?” I said, “What do you mean?” She reacted sharply to me: “And who might you be, madame?” “I’m his sister”, I replied, “What is going on here?”

    Well, she then told me that he had had a fall, and been sent to hospital. While he was there, the home’s administrators decided that it would be better that he didn’t return there, and arranged for him to be put into another home in Voorburg. They didn’t tell anyone else in the family, not me, not my other brother who is supposed to be our contact point, they just went ahead and did it. So there I found him, stuck in another home in Voorburg, separated from his wife, and no-one knew or cared…

    As Bette Davis once said: “Old Age is no place for sissies”. Your dignity is likely to be the first casualty.  

  • Feet of Clay

    Well, it didn’t take long for the euphoria over Barack Obama to evaporate. His choice of Rick Warren to deliver the invocation at Obama’s inauguration is a slap in the face for many people. Plus ça change, plus c’est la même chose
  • Spoing!!!

    That’s the sound of my irony meter exploding. I did warn you here and here that irony was at dangerous levels. However, the latest pronouncements by Cardinal Cormac Murphy O’Connor have pushed it beyond breaking point. Where to start? Well, as usual, Ophelia flenses his bollocks with her usual efficiency, so I’d advise you to go and read her answer to his statements.

    Just to be clear, I’m perfectly happy for the Cardinal to carry on making his pronouncements. But he shouldn’t be surprised or “hurt” when we react in this way to his words. We’re not being unfriendly, we’re just calling them out for the self-serving, lying nonsense that they are. 

  • Irony Still At Dangerous Levels

    Following on from recent pronouncements from Catholic abbots, I find that my irony meter is still on the borderline of exploding into millions of tiny fragments with this. I think it’s the claim that Islam is the "religion of peace, tolerance and compassion, that sanctifies the human soul, and whose universal message is one of mutual peaceful coexistence among all the peoples of the world, regardless of their ethnicities, race, religions or languages, and which calls for kind reasoning and dialogue with all their fellow human beings" that tips me and my irony meter over into a parallel universe…
  • World AIDS Day

    Today is World AIDS day. Wear your red ribbon, or better still, give a donation to an AIDS charity. As I said three years ago, it’s also a day to think about some lost friends: Kerry, Lance, Eric, Humphrey, Peter, John, Kingsley, Graham, and Neil. I’m sorry that you’re not around with the rest of us today.
  • Out On A Spree

    I can’t do justice to expressing my thoughts on recent events in Mumbai, so I’ll let Ophelia do it for me.
     
    Today’s Observer carries several pieces about them. I found those by William Dalrymple and Jason Burke to be the most illuminating. That by Maninee Misra less so.
  • An Interview with Jacques Vergès

    Vergès: I believe that everyone, no matter what he may have done, has the right to a fair trial. The public is always quick to assign the label of "monster." But monsters do not exist, just as there is no such thing as absolute evil. My clients are human beings, people with two eyes, two hands, a gender and emotions. That’s what makes them so sinister.  
    I think that is an accurate summary of what we are dealing with. One end of the bell-curve of humanity. It’s an interview that is worth reading and pondering on.
     
    (hat tip to Mike Tidmus)
  • A Right Charlie

    I must confess that I have little time for the British monarchy, although strangely enough I do feel better disposed towards the Dutch monarchy. Thinking about it, it’s possibly because of the individuals involved and of what they say and do. Prince Charles, for example, has always struck me as a strikingly stupid man, who if it were not for the fact of his birth, would be put in the category of those tiresome people who write endless letters in green ink to newspaper editors.  
  • Dark Reflections

    Johann Hari has another powerful piece of writing – this time about a series of documentaries – that does nothing to dispel my pessimism. Kasim Abid’s Life After the Fall in particular makes it easy to despair.
  • Spread Happiness

    Keith Olbermann with his reaction to the passing of Proposition 8. Bravo.