Friday, December 1, 2006

Scratch a Homophobe, Find a Racist...

So since the thunder storms have knocked out the cable, I started going back through my old issues of Time and Advocate magazines, to read up and make sure I didn't miss anything...

I almost wish I didn't; and while I realize I'm a little late in sharing an opinion on this topic, as the statements were made in April 2005, that fact makes it no less important for people should speak out against such blatant racist sentiments and thought processes...
Has anyone ever heard of The National Association for Research and Therapy for Homosexuals (NARTH)? Basically its a bunch of right-wingers trying to brain-wash homosexuals into thinking there's something wrong with them, that they most likely could use a dose of "Cherry-Flavored Jebus Syrup," and that are they are all-around shameful people that society needs protected from... And the "Dr." Gerald Schoenewolf is an "adviser" to this group of self-perpetuating hate-mongers.

In April of 2005, Schoenewolf published an article on NARTH's Web site, stating:

With all due respect, there is another way, or other ways, to look at the race issue in America. It could be pointed out, for example, that Africa at the time of slavery was still primarily a jungle, as yet uncivilized or industrialized. Life there was savage, as savage as the jungle for most people, and that it was the Africans themselves who first enslaved their own people. They sold their own people to other countries, and those brought to Europe, South America, America, and other countries, were in many ways better off than they had been in Africa. But if one even begins to say these things one is quickly shouted down as though one were a complete madman.
Hmm... you say that Africans were "better off" as slaves than "in the jungles of Africa," and you wonder why people would call you a madman? Seriously?

Lets' cover this idiotic statement point-by-point, shall we? First off, to call Europe "civilized" in the 1600-1800s is a laugh. I'm also sure that in the year 2500, they'll laugh at the idea that we were civilized, but that's a horse of a different color... Life is what it is. We are all born into differing parts of the world and try to make the best of what we have. Just because you are born in Africa (or were born in Africa pre-industrialized...) doesn't necessarily mean you have a bad life. What's the standard? What are we using to measure the "jungles of Africa" against? A medieval hold-over of class-based social systems in Europe at the time (and that perists to verying degrees to this day)? The fact that a lot of scientists in that day and age in Europe were involved in the practice of trying to make gold from common elements hardly counts as a standard for what consitutes a "civilized nation," wouldn't you say?

Secondly, the whole "Africans were selling their own into slavery." Ever heard of supply and demand? If there hadn't been a demand for slavery, perhaps there may not have been round-ups to sell these poor people into such a degrading existence! Add to the fact that many were "selling" people in order to keep themselves from getting rounded up, it's doubly evil! They created two classes of victims! The ones they threatened to get them slaves, and the slaves themselves!! And I dare say, the so-called "jungles of Africa" were probably a lot less savage when Europeans weren't forcing them to sell their own people to them!

Third: How could you possibly, even remotely, consider that they "were better off" having lost all freedom to be themselves? To grow up in their homeland? To do whatever they wanted? Do you even realize how many died on the voyage alone? The appalling conditions? Horses and dogs were given better quarters than slaves on ships (if the term "quarters" could even be entertained as a fair representation of dark, damp, sickly, human-fecal stained bottoms of a ship!!)! Then, the ones "lucky" enough to survive the voyage in chains, darkness, and surrounded by death and sickness, were beaten bloody, watched their families torn apart, given hard labor and endless hours on little or no provisions for themselves or what little family they were able to have! And you think they may have been "better off"? Of course you are going to be called a mad man!!!

If all this ignorance isn't bad enough, the good "doctor" tries to "explain" his statements as having been misconstrued and misunderstood.

Slavery is always a great moral evil. It is one of the worst evils in our nation's history. [...] How can we have an intelligent social debate when so-called liberals are so quick to shut other ideas down? For example, must we believe that the American founders--most of whom held slaves (and who knew the practice was morally indefensible)--were simply "bad guys" in every way, with no redeeming moral qualities?

No person is better off enslaved, obviously. What I tried to say, before my words were twisted by that reporter, is that despite the clear and obvious evil of that practice, we tend to forget that many of the enslaved people had been first been sold into bondage by their fellow countrymen; so coming to America did bring about some eventual good. No social issue has all the "good guys" lined up on one side and "bad guys" on the other.

These so-called "liberal" groups are driving social conservatives and libertarians out of the debate with their misuse of their comments. In terms of the flow of accurate and unbiased information, these are very dangerous times.
Never minding that his last paragraph makes him a hypocrite in comparison to his sentence in the paragraph immediately preceeding, he does start off with a sage truth: "Slavery is morally reprehensible." Duh. Thank you for such a great insight, doctor! My, how many years of schooling did that take to come to that conclusion!

He then states that America's founders "knew the practice was morally indefensible." Is that why so many not only bought, sold, and kept slaves, but used the bible to actually justify having slaves?!?! Not only are you trying to downplay the horribleness of slavery and its continuing, lasting effects upon not only this nation but many others, you are trying to rewrite history and hold up the founding fathers of our nation as some type of god of the late 1700s! (HINT if they knew it was wrong, why weren't they freed right off the bat? Hello!) They were human and they owned slaves, and most of them didn't have any issue with it. That's the way things were, as reprehensible as that is. First he downplays the evil of slavery, and then he tries to give an out to the founding fathers an old excuse: "Well, they knew..." Puh-leeze!

Continuing in his diatribe of a mentally incapacitated individual, the good "doctor" then goes on to play the victim, saying his words had been misconstrued by an evil, liberal reporter. If NARTH hadn't been so quick to pull the article from their Web site when all the hoopla started, you'd be able to see that his words weren't misconstrued, he just hated being caught at being a homophobe and a racist. (Why would NARTH remove the article if Schoenewolf was simply misunderstood and not a racist? Did you know my real name is Dolly Parton?) Get off the cross, Gerald... Someone else needs the wood...

After a brief foray again into trying to blame the Africans themselves for the existence of the slave trade (that whole "blame the victim" mentality really cheeses me off!), he states: "so coming to America did bring about some eventual good." That "good" is still in the "eventual" stages, if you ask me. Racial inequality still runs rampant in this country! Have we made some in-roads? Certainly. Is the past unchangeable? Unfortunately. Can we do better? I would give a resounding "Most certainly!" Will we ever get it right? Probably not, but that shouldn't stop us from trying. But to say it had some "eventual good"? I think you would find it interesting to note that this same doctor, "Dr." Gerald Schoenewolf, has stated about civil rights activists:

First came the Civil Rights Movement, which began in the 1850s and was one of the causes of the Civil War. In this case, European-Americans (Caucasians) became the oppressors and African-Americans became the oppressed (because they weren't? what does this guy smoke??); European-Americans were demonized, and African-Americans were idealized; European-Americans who had practiced slavery or segregation were viewed as all-bad and African-Americans were seen as all-good. (Hmm, generalize much?)

African-Americans were urged by various leaders to unify and rebel against European-Americans and to demand special privileges as compensation for their suffering at the hands of the latter. (Suddenly "freedom" is a special privilege... go figure! Sounds like the same arguments they use to argue against same-sex marriage...) Civil rights leaders, like Marx and Engels before them, believed that their way, and only their way, was the valid way to look at the issue."
Yeah, the italics are mine, just in case you didn't catch that. So not only did "slavery cause an eventual good," according to the doctor, it wasn't because of the Civil Rights Movement, those evil bastards! The very movement that tried to start to make right the evil actions perpetuated against African Americans! He not only says it isn't because of them, but he again makes sweeping judgments to give an excuse to the white slave owners while blaming the African Americans for the ills of America. It's not only a little sad, but entirely disgusting! Further, when preparing himself for an interview later in the year 2005, he stated:

[...] Schoenewolf stood by his comments on the intellectual inferiority of civil rights movement supporters. "The civil rights movement has from the beginning and today seen itself as good and others are evil, like slaveowners are evil," he said.

During the interview, Schoenewolf lambasted civil rights, women's rights, and gay rights. "All such movements are destructive," he said. He also claimed the American Psychological Association, of which he is a member, "has been taken over by extremist gays."
Is it any surprise that later that same year, the American Family Association invited him to speak at one of their conferences? Homophobes and racists like to run in the same circles, but holy cow! That the AFA would invite a racist to speak for them about "family values"? Who knew that values are only for white, conservative Christains?

I just find it hard to believe that so many people believe this crap... and not only believe it, but then to endorse him! Do any of you "members" of the AFA know what your so-called "family-values" group endorses and stands for?

One last point about NARTH, the group of which the good "doctor" is an "adviser": Even though NARTH

...boasts membership of 1,000 professionals. Although this is only a tiny fraction of the 185,000 combined membership of the American Psychiatric Association and the American Psychological Association, even this number may be grossly inflated. As Wayne Besen points out on his blogsite, NARTH was only able to muster 75 signatures on a petition expressing support for conversion therapy. And, further, research has revealed that of this paltry showing of names, at least one-third of signatories are NARTH members, staff, Board members or conference presenters.
They can't even get their own "members" to sign their mission statements about "conversion therapy"! (FYI: "Conversion Therapy" relates to the "therapy" to maker people "ex-gay.")

And people wonder why I have such an issue with "conservatives"...

I Am Really Hating People Today...

I can't wait to get home. Curl up on the couch with my pizza and a cold drink. Dog laying beside me begging for food while we watch something good on TV (or, barring that, a good movie I already own...) and ignore the phone, the doorbell, and my e-mail...

Yes, people, the Morons are out in full force today:
  1. Some guy almost rear-ended me as going 70 mph down Rt 100 wasn't quite fast enough for him, and when I had to brake suddenly, he had to swerve off the road. Many brakes were heard to be squealing, but it serves the idiots right.
  2. A woman pulled a U-turn on a six-lane intersection during this early afternoon's Nor-Easter. Wind is driving the rain down at gusts of up to 55 mph, and she's trying to pull a U-turn at a major intersection...
  3. Coming back from the bank, a semi decided he couldn't make that left turn into the industrial parking lot, and got quasi-stuck in the middle of the road for about fifteen minutes.
  4. The designer on my first book has decided that, even though he changed specs three times just to force it down to a certain number of pages, causing it to be late and rush as it has to ship back to the client today, decided to take the rest of the day off, not approving the specs. Client will now get a book that I'm not sure they want to look at. Designer hopefully will bear the brunt of this as I had to work my ass off to get this project done by this point.
  5. I hate--loathe--ABHOR--touchy-feely people that, when given an entire deck that is about 20 x 20 feet, ... BACK THE FUCK OFF!
  6. A fifth person now has asked me to creatively decide for them what to get/how to get/how to buy/whom to get what type question.... Whatever happened to autonomy? I am not
    1. a professional shopper
    2. a free-lance designer
    3. a computer technician
  7. Mom, this is not about you! :)

I can't wait for today to be OVER!!! Ugh! Thank you all for your comments earlier, sorry I haven't had time to respond at all yet, but I will probably tomorrow when I've had my relaxing no-people-bothering-me time alone... And Ann--the ice cream cake was gone that same night!!! Thanks again for that! Loved every bite of it too! Talk to you all later!

Wednesday, November 29, 2006

Let Me Start Off by Saying...

Sorry for the delay. Boy have I been busy! After cleaning my house twice before Family Game night on Saturday (you don't want to know why I had to clean twice...), hosting Family Game Night (a raging success, from what the critics are saying...), cleaning again on Sunday and then decorating for Xmas that same day, then talking to Tamie for what I can only say sarcastically was quite some time on Monday after work, nursing poor Richie back to health from a nasty nasty cold... well, you kind of get the idea...
But throughout these past few days, two very interesting topics came up which I feel need addressed in the public arena:
  1. Witches, and
  2. Jesus Birthday Cakes,
and not necessarily in that order.

Let us start with Jesus' Birthday Cake, shall we? It came up, as these things often do, by a conversation with either my mother or Rich's mother. I'm not sure were this one originated from, but I'm thinking it had something to do with the Diehl family trying to arrange a time for the Xmas get-together. So there we are, Monday night, having just rung off with Tamie, and Rich says (his nasal passages blocked, remember, due to the nasty nasty cold...)

Rich: Are we gobing to sing habby birfday to Jebus?
Me: What do you want to do to Jesus?
Rich: Have a Jebus birfday cake. You know, sing habby birfday to him?
Me: Why would we do that?
Rich: Welb, it's a trabition in your fambily and mine...
Me: And?
Rich: Since we arebn't goibing to be seeing them on Chribmas day, I thoughb we should do it ourselbes...
Me: A) You don't know yet if we're going to be seeing them or not, and B) if indeed you do wish a "birfday cake" for "Jebus," I'll make you one, but you'll be singing solo.
Rich: Oh...
Me: (Sigh.) What?
Rich: Nubbin.
Me: Yes, something. What's the matter?
Rich: I jub thing it woulb be nice to do. It ibs the reabon for the season, you know...
Me: A) No, it isn't. It happens to be some people's, no matter how faulty or misconstrued, but it is not THE reason. B) If it'll make you happy, fine, we'll both sing, but I'm singing to Carl in Singapore whose birthday is also December 25th.
Rich: Whobse Carl?
Me: Never mind. Listen, if it turns out no one makes you a Jebus cake--
Rich: Stob making fun ob my cold!
Me: I'll make you a Jebus cake...
Now, when we get closer to the winter solstice, I'll give you all the true low-down on the church's stealing of pagan holidays and such to "spread the message" of Jebus, but until then, I'll just let this one go for now as lunch is half-way over and I still have to cover
WITCHES:
My mom thinks there may be a witch in the family (through boyfriend/girlfriend type stuff, not blood) and she made it quite clear this was not a Glinda-type witch from Wizard of Oz but a green one. Of course, we both paused when she said this and had a great laugh, but when we conversed a little further, a few points of interest came up:
  1. spells
  2. green skin
I'm sorry, but I don't see a difference between "casting a spell" and "praying for someone." What is the difference? So the fundie doesn't boil Bat Wings and Eyeball of Newt over a great big fire in the woods at night (and, if you know any witches, they'll get very pissed at this stereotypical picture of what they do to cast a spell!), but basically, both the witch and the fundie are sending out a wish on a hope and a prayer, hoping their respective Flying Spaghetti Monsters will honor them in a way that makes we earthlings a little happier. Of course, you could expound different doctrines or belief systems, but, boiled down, they are the exact same action. Appealing to a Great Sky God in the hopes that someone or something is listening (whatever you think the great sky god may be...) and that your wish, your hope, your dreams, will be granted. Am I wrong or am I right?

As a side thought, wouldn't it be nice if people did come color-coded? So you could tell who was a raging bible-thumper and who was just a Concerned Citizen for Jebus? Of course, we haven't done that well dealing with the colors we do already come in, so maybe we'll just pass on that idea....

As I said, as Xmas gets closer, we'll discuss the holiday's originations and what it started out as a celebration of, but if you have any thoughts to add about either topic at this time, I promise I'll be around to respond to comments (if needed...) tomorrow or perhaps even tonight, depending on if someone is feeling up to decorating our naked Xmas tree...

Catch you all later!

Thursday, November 23, 2006

A Day of Mourning, a Day of Thanksgiving...

So as we Americans get together to break wishbones, watch our children butcher their lines in a school play, and picture in our minds the image of Native Americans sharing a picnic table with a bunch of repressed white folks from across the pond, it occurs to me: How many of us actually know how Thanksgiving actually got started? It's now generally very well known that the Vikings actually "discovered" the new world (but even this encompasses a Euro-centric world view; Asians actually "discovered" America first when they crossed the Bearing Sea when it was frozen to populate this earth...) way before Columbus ever thought how nifty it would be to sail around the world in three ships (the Nina, the Pinta, and the Santa Maria) and find some islands he mistakenly thought was China. But once it was established that there was, indeed, a "New World" just ripe for the plundering by all the superpowers of the day, others saw a new land of opportunity for other reasons: some to escape prison, others to escape debts, some to escape religious persecution. These last were not the Pilgrims, despite what twisted history you may have learned in class. I know, I was pretty shocked too! These folks already had religious freedom where they came from--Holland, where they had fled to originally to escape religious persecution. But being the good fundies that they were, they felt they were losing their "identity," and becoming too much a part of the "world" in the Netherlands. So, being even better fundies, instead of trying to tell everyone else how to live, they simply left... (more fundies should be so considerate...) They actually decided to come to the "New World" to preserve their identity, and make some money on the side by contracting with the London Company to fish. Yeah, that's right: fish.
Despite what many believe, they did not land on Plymouth Rock. They actually showed up on Cape Cod, about 37 miles away from the unwarrantedly infamous Plymouth Rock. After having been at sea for a little over two months, the 102 passengers were quite elated when they spied land on November 10, 1620. Their elation would be short-lived. Many were sick, some had died, and most were worried about running out of food before they could find a place to land and repair their severely broken and battered ship, the Mayflower. While navigating the sometimes treacherously shallow water around the cape, small groups went to shore to bathe and find supplies.

They also managed to piss off a few natives.

When the first group landed, led by Myles Standish, they found not only native and euro-style homes, they found a village, a burial site, and some cultivated fields (quite impressive for a bunch of "savages," wouldn't you say?). So what did these god-fearing Europeans do? First, they started by stealing beans and corn, or "maize." They assumed that this was their god providing food for them after their treacherous journey. In fact, William Bradford recorded in his journal,

"And it is to be noted as a special providence of God, and a great mercy to this poor people, that they thus got seed to plant corn the next year, or they might have starved; for they had none, nor any likelihood of getting any, till too late for the planting season."
So after stealing what food they found in the abandoned housing, what did they do next? They desecrated the graves of the deceased natives... Seeing baskets and gifts left at the grave sites of dead natives, they took what they could grab (all with their god smiling down on them) so they wouldn't die. And really, let's be fair--which is worse? Let your family starve or steal a loaf of bread? They stole the bread; but worse, they desecrated the graves of those who had died from the smallpox, a disease brought to the new world five years earlier by the first European traders. The number of natives left was so small after the disease swept through them, it is estimated that, by the times the pilgrims arrived, there were only between 70 and 90 left from what was once a tribe that had covered all of New England. Sad indeed. It is recorded in William Bradford's book:

and shortly after a good quantitie of clear ground wher ye Indeans had formerly set corne, and some of their graves. And proceeding furder they saw new-stuble wher corne had been set ye same year, also they found wher latly a house had been, wher some planks and a great ketle was remaining, and heaps of sand newly padled with their hands, which they, digging up, found in them diverce faire Indean baskets filled with corne, and some in eares, faire and good, of diverce collours, which seemed to them a very goodly sight, (haveing never seen any shuch before). This was near ye place of that supposed river they came to seeck; unto which they wente and found it to open it selfe into 2. armes with a high cliffe of sand in ye enterance, but more like to be crikes of salte water then any fresh, for ought they saw; and that ther was good harborige for their shalope; leaving it further to be discovered by their shalop when she was ready. So their time limeted them being expired, they returned to ye ship, least they should be in fear of their saftie; and tooke with them parte of ye corne, and buried up ye rest, and so like ye men from Eshcoll carried with them of ye fruits of ye land, & showed their breethren; of which, & their returne, they were marvelusly glad, and their harts incouraged.
Well, at least they were honest about their thievery, eh? (Of course, it does make one really want to reconsider claiming their direct descent from a Mayflower occupant, doesn't it?) And here's the part where they "thank god" for his providence in allowing them to steal:

ther was allso found 2. of their houses covered with matts, & sundrie of their implements in them, but ye people were rune away & could not be seen; also ther was found more of their corne, & of their beans of various collours. The corne & beans they brought away, purposing to give them full satisfaction when they should meete with any of them (as about some 6. months afterward they did, to their good contente). And here is to be noted a spetiall providence of God, and a great mercie to this poore people, that hear they gott seed to plant them corne ye next year, or els they might have starved, for they had none, nor any liklybood to get any [50] till ye season had beene past (as ye sequell did manyfest). Neither is it lickly they had had this, if ye first viage had not been made, for the ground was now all covered with snow, & hard frozen. But the Lord is never wanting unto his in their greatest needs; let his holy name have all ye praise.
Now, again, we can't be too hard on them; I mean, they were going to starve to death if they didn't get food now, wouldn't they?

Once the expedition cut-and-run back to their ailing boat, they sailed a little further down the coast, to Plymouth Rock, or, at least, relatively closer than Cape Cod was. When they found that it was a good spot to build their settlement, they erected a barricade of stumps and trees around the perimeter--just in time. The remaining tribesmen who had watched as their graves were desecrated and their food was stolen attacked! Arrows flew through the air as the colonists fired back with their muskets. Even though many pilgrims had died, or were still sick from the voyage, they outnumbered and overwhelmed the native men who were left... And as the natives fled back into the woods over the hills, the pilgrims thanked god for their "victory" over the "savages." From Bradford's book:

But presently, all on ye sudain, they heard a great & strange crie, which they knew to be the same voyces they heard in ye night, though they varied their notes, & one of their company being abroad came runing in, & cried, "Men, Indeans, Indeans"; and wthall, their arowes came flying amongst them. Their men rane with all speed to recover their armes, as by ye good providence of God they did. In ye mean time, of those that were ther ready, tow muskets were discharged at them, & 2. more stood ready in ye enterance of ther randevoue, but were comanded not to shoote till they could take full aime at them; & ye other 2. charged againe with all speed, for ther were only 4. had armes ther, & defended ye baricado which was first assalted. The crie of ye lndeans was dreadfull, espetially when they saw ther men rune out of ye randevoue towourds ye shallop, to recover their armes, the lndeans wheeling aboute upon them. But some runing out with coats of malle on, & cutlasses in their hands, they soone got their armes, & let flye amongs them, and quickly stopped their violence. Yet ther was a lustie man, and no less valiante, stood be-hind a tree within halfe a musket shot, and let his arrows flie at them. He was seen shoot 3. arrowes, which were all avoyded. He stood 3. shot of a musket, till one taking full aime at him, and made ye barke or splinters of ye tree :fly about his ears, after which he gave an extraordinary shrike, and away they wente all of them. They left some to keep ye shalop, and followed them aboute a quarter of a mille, and shouted once or twise, and shot of 2. or 3. peces, & so returned. This they did, that they might conceive that they were not [52] affrade of them or any way discouraged. Thus it pleased God to vanquish their enimies, and give them deliverance; and by his spetiall providence so to dispose that not any one of them were either hurte, or hitt, though their arrows came close by them, & on every side them, and sundry of their coats, which hunge up in ye barricado, were shot throw & throw. Aterwards they
gave God sollamne thanks & praise for their deliverance, & gathered up a bundle of their arrows, & sente them into England afterward by ye mr. of ye ship, and called that place ye first encounter.
It's hard to imagine what it must have been like for both groups of people... One, the natives, who, knowing that the last time white people had arrived, most of their population had been decimated by disease, some had been captured and taken for slavery. The others, the new comers, wondering why they can't get the natives to approach them, near starvation, needing food and medicine and a boat that will stay afloat after being battered on the high seas...

But somehow, over time, a "peace" was made between the natives and those first pilgrims, and they did share a feast together:

They returned in saftie, and brought home a good quanty of beaver, and made reporte of ye place, wishing they had been ther seated; (but it seems ye Lord, who assignes to all men ye bounds of their habitations, had apoynted it for an other use. And thus they found ye Lord to be with them in all their ways, and to blesse their outgoings & incomings, for which let his holy name have ye praise for ever, to all posteritie. They begane now to gather in ye small harvest they had, and to fitte up their houses and dwellings against winter, being all well recovered in health & strenght, and had all things in good plenty; for as some were thus imployed in affairs abroad, others were excersised in fishing, aboute codd, & bass, & other fish, of which yey tooke good store, of which every family had their portion. All ye somer ther was no wante. And now begane to come in store of foule, as winter aproached, of which this place did abound when they came first (but afterward decreased by degrees). And besids water foule, ther was great store of wild Turkies, of which they tooke many, besids venison, &c. Besids they had aboute a peck a meale a weeke to a person, or now since harvest, Indean corne to yt proportion. Which made many afterwards write so largly of their plenty hear to their freinds in England, which were not rained, but true reports.
So what did the first Thanksgiving basically consist of?
  1. The first Thanksgiving was a harvest celebration in 1621 that lasted for three days.
  2. The feast occurred somewhere between Sept. 21 and Nov. 11.
  3. Approximately 90 Wampanoag Indians and 52 colonists--the latter mostly women and children--participated.
  4. The Wampanoag, led by Chief Massasoit, contributed at least five deer to the feast.
  5. Cranberry sauce, potatoes--white or sweet--and pies were not on the menu.
  6. The Pilgrims and Wampanoag communicated through Squanto, a member of the Patuxet tribe, who knew English because he had associated with earlier explorers.
And that, my friends, is what started all of the bad school plays across the country that parents adore and friends of families endure...

Not exactly the fuzzy warm feeling you thought you would get, eh? Native Americans throughout the country don't celebrate this day. They actually call it "The Day of Mourning." Appropriately, of course. For when we "discovered" this land, a grand genocide began, wiping out tons of native people due to not only extremely differing cultural norms and misunderstandings, but resulting in the propagandist "Manifest Destiny" in which we just had to own all the land from the Atlantic to the Pacific, relocating anyone we saw fit, killing others... No wonder they call it "Day of Mourning."

Of course, that didn't stop Lincoln from naming it a national holiday in 1863. Fitting, that Lincoln, the man that essentially brought about the end of slavery, also made a holiday out of another part of our history which ruined another race of people...

Let us remember that, while our history certainly isn't a bed of roses, there are still things to be thankful for...

Happy Thanksgiving everybody!
To read William Bradford's complete book in pdf form, click here.

Wednesday, November 22, 2006

Sigh...

So I do suppose I owe Rich an apology. In fact, I know I do... Regardless, Mom still felt the need to lecture me while I am typing out this post... You gotta love mothers, don't ya? :D What'll be really funny is that, when I do apologize, he will admit to not even knowing I was giving him the silent treatment. It's happened before, trust me...
I've made peace with Rich's parents coming up for Saturday. I don't know why I get so anal about these kind of things, but there it is. I must also remember to tell Rich my mommy loves him. Yeah, don't ask me, I'm sure she'll explain it here under "comments." :D

Back to work now. Still in training.

Thursday, November 16, 2006

Redecorating Jesus-style...

Apparently I'm on some kind of mailing list. Something tells me it has to do with the Jesus-people that were by earlier trying to drag me off to the "revival."

I received a Jesus Rug. No, really, that's what it's called. This is actually the second Jesus rug I've received this week. What's supposed to happen is, you unfold this "Jesus Rug" (really just an 11 x 17" piece of paper--cheaper weave, I suppose) and stare into his eyes. Once they "open," your prayer will be answered, you mail the Jesus Rug back to the church in came from (in Alabama), along with a check as thanks to god for your answered prayer, and life will be good.

The real deal is that it's an optical allusion, and the image on the paper is painted in such a way as, if you look at it one way, his eyes are closed, and when you look at it the other way, his eyes are open, but when you stand there dazed and confused and your eyes go blurry with tears in the hopes you'll be chosen by Jesus to be looked upon and perhaps Aunt Faye will recover form that stroke, Jesus' eyes open, a shaft of light shatters though your living room ceiling, angels sing Alleluia, and hence, you are blessed above all virgins (if, in fact, you prayed for your virginity back...)

Couple of things:
  1. Are the same people that actually fall for this scam the same ones that send Falwell and Robertson a check when they suggest Jesus would kill the Venezuelan president? Or that Katrina was about the debauchery of the French Quarter? (I remind you, one of the only sections of New Orleans to not be flooded...)
  2. Why call it a "rug" when it is only a piece of paper? Or should it miraculously change at the same time Jesus opens his eyes?
  3. Who in the hell is falling for this shit? (I know, but it bears re-asking...)
In addition to the Jesus rugs, which make a handsome throw for the dog to shit on when we're away all day, I got a pamphlet extolling the virtues of buying guardian angels to hang over all my doorways (one of which glows in the dark, "so you never feel alone") and how Satan cannot possibly be overcome by the forces of plastic, fiber optics, and a banner that says "Jesus Loves You." I;m thinking this may have been more geared toward an older, more Ahlzeimer-ridden population, but I looked at the addy on the catalog, and there my name was in bold print: "Jason Hughes or legal resident." Being that it could have been for a "legal resident," I'm wondering if they think perhaps I border Mexico and possibly have illegal immigrants getting my mail for me from my mailbox...

Tuesday, November 14, 2006

A Whole New Meaning for Suffer the Children...

So it seems that instead of trying to get kids into church pews for brainwashing, or perhaps, say, a summer camp who wants to "Wash Your Brain for Jesus," a bible-based company wanted to donate 4,000 talking Jesus dolls to Toys for Tots in the hopes of spreading the love of Jesus for those less fortunate:

"The idea was for them to be three-dimensional teaching tools for kids," La Roe said. "I believe as a churchgoing person, anyone can benefit from hearing the words of the Bible."
Yeah, I'm sure the followers in Waco, Texas, truly benefited from hearing those words, didn't they? How about all those altar boys the Catholic priests raped and abused while preaching against the nastiness of gay marriage? "Save our marriages from gays, Lord, but let lil' Johnny please please be an altar boy this year! Amen!" Does the bible help some? Yes, of that I have no doubt. Does that mean everyone would benefit? Hmm, ask a slave in the 1800's whose master said "The Good Book says slaves should obey their masters!" Yeah, a real benefit, something I'm sure the employee handbook didn't spell out when they were being loaded onto ships to most likely die in passage across the Atlantic before being thrown in a foreign land and whipped near death to pick cotton...

More form the article:

Toys are donated to kids based on financial need and "we don't know anything about their background, their religious affiliations," said Bill Grein, vice president of Marine Toys for Tots Foundation, in Quantico, Va.

As a government entity, Marines "don't profess one religion over another," Grein said Tuesday. "We can't take a chance on sending a talking Jesus doll to a Jewish family or a Muslim family."
Next thing you know, Focus on the Family will be saying to boycott Toys for Tots as they won't let Jesus dolls speak for them. Can you hear it now? "Jesus dolls are inspired by God, and any company that won't help pass out inspired Jesus dolls is of the devil! Donate now to help us trash Toys for Tots on national television and put an end to gay marriage!"

According to the company's Web site, the button-activated, bearded Jesus, dressed in hand-sewn cloth outfits and sandals, recites Scripture such as "I tell you the truth, no one can see the kingdom of God unless he is born again" and "Love your neighbor as yourself." It has a $20 retail value.
Hear that? Jesus can be yours for a mere $20, plus, if you act now, he comes with a free cross to be crucified on at Easter--"Tomb to be Risen From" sold separately, batteries not included. Now wouldn't you, as a poor, needy child just love to hear that you won't get into heaven unless you're "born again"? And here when I was a kid, I just wanted Lincoln logs and legos to build cool castles and forts that my toy cowboys could use as a ranch. Who knew what I really needed was a doll that told me I was going to hell! Kids these days, sheesh!

Michael La Roe, director of business development for both companies, said the charity's decision left him "surprised and disappointed."
Usually when someone's alternate fuzzywarm lands are shattered by reality, shock and disappointment can be side affects. Luckily, he has 4,000 Jesus dolls sitting around to tell him to love his neighbor. As long as he's Christian. And straight. And not a Muslim. Or gay. Or pregnant and not wanting a child.

At least the children will have toys they enjoy. Not toys that will ruin a happy holiday, a time of sharing, giving, caring, and unconditional love.

Monday, November 13, 2006

I Feel Like I'm Babysitting, and I'm Not Getting Paid...

Can anybody reference the movie from which today's post title comes from?
So, yes, I got a promotion, but good god, you'd think that the floor of the building just opened up and swallowed and sort of decency and common sense in the building! If one more person comes up to tell me how worried they are about how much things are changing... AAAARRRRRGGGGHHHHH!!!!!! Yeah, change is worrisome. But get the hell over it! Emily and Erin are more than capable of running the freakin' show--I trained them for fuck's sake! Have things ever fallen apart when I wasn't there? (HINT: No.) In fact, when I've been on vacation or what-have-you, I've heard nothing but praise for how they've run the department--so what the hell?
This weekend, my nephew Lil' B turns one--as in, 1--so Rich's brother & wife are having a little party for the cute little bugger. It's just so hard to believe how fast these little rugrats grow up! This year alone:
  1. Samuel Nelson turned 9
  2. Olivia Joy turned 5
  3. Thomas Henry Allen will be turning 5
  4. Devin Nelson will be turning 3
  5. Ceili June turned 2
  6. Brenton Michael is turning 1
  7. and last but not least, Nathaniel Lewis was born...
I've recently made a list to remember all their exact birthdays, but now it seems I can't find that anywhere... Getting old sucks...
It turns out Rudy Giuliani may be taking a shot at presidential nomination in 2008. I'm not sure how I feel about this. I mean, the guy did do wonders for New York City, and not just in the 9/11 sense. He's a decent man who is both honorable and trustworthy. Granted, we'll have to see where he stands on the issues (I might look up his New York mayoral record to see where he's stood on things like abortion, gun control, taxes, things of that nature), but all of this is still speculatory. He's simply set up an exploratory committee to see how they think he might fare if he did run. It also matters greater who is VP may be, who the Dem's run (assuming he stays a Republican), who their pick for VP is and so on and so forth. But interesting, nonetheless. I do fear it could make any Hilary bids more unlikely, and everyone knows I'm all about Hilary, but I'll digress on that for now seeing as how she has yet to even take the committee step for 2008. Perhaps she won't run (which would also be fine as she's doing some great work in the legislature anyhow..), but if and when she does, we'll also have to take a gander on how centrist she really will be, who her VP might be, and, of course, the issues. :D

How likely do you guys think you would vote for Giuliani if he ran? Why do you like or dislike him? Who would you like to see run in 2008 for president?

Saturday, November 11, 2006

Great Minds...

Interestingly enough, this week's Time magazine has an article, where Francis Collins (Christian geneticist) and Richard Dawkins (atheist biologist; not Robert Hawkins, Tom... :D) have a conversation. The article is called God Vs. Science, and in it, they discuss morals, and surprisingly, Dawkins and my position from earlier are very similar, although, as Mr. Dawkins is a much smarter, better educated man than myself, I have posted that portion of the article here. But I would highly suggest either reading it online (requires signing up) or buying the issue, dated Nov. 13, 2006. From the article, God Vs. Science:

TIME: Dr. Collins, you have described humanity's moral sense not only as a gift from God but as a signpost that he exists.

COLLINS: There is a whole field of inquiry that has come up in the last 30 or 40 years--some call it sociobiology or evolutionary psychology--relating to where we get our moral sense and why we value the idea of altruism, and locating both answers in behavioral adaptations for the preservation of our genes. But if you believe, and Richard has been articulate in this, that natural selection operates on the individual, not on a group, then why would the individual risk his own DNA doing something selfless to help somebody in a way that might diminish his chance of reproducing? Granted, we may try to help our own family members because they share our DNA. Or help someone else in expectation that they will help us later. But when you look at what we admire as the most generous manifestations of altruism, they are not based on kin selection or reciprocity. An extreme example might be Oskar Schindler risking his life to save more than a thousand Jews from the gas chambers. That's the opposite of saving his genes. We see less dramatic versions every day. Many of us think these qualities may come from God--especially since justice and morality are two of the attributes we most readily identify with God.

DAWKINS: Can I begin with an analogy? Most people understand that sexual lust has to do with propagating genes. Copulation in nature tends to lead to reproduction and so to more genetic copies. But in modern society, most copulations involve contraception, designed precisely to avoid reproduction. Altruism probably has origins like those of lust. In our prehistoric past, we would have lived in extended families, surrounded by kin whose interests we might have wanted to promote because they shared our genes. Now we live in big cities. We are not among kin nor people who will ever reciprocate our good deeds. It doesn't matter. Just as people engaged in sex with contraception are not aware of being motivated by a drive to have babies, it doesn't cross our mind that the reason for do-gooding is based in the fact that our primitive ancestors lived in small groups. But that seems to me to be a highly plausible account for where the desire for morality, the desire for goodness, comes from.

COLLINS: For you to argue that our noblest acts are a misfiring of Darwinian behavior does not do justice to the sense we all have about the absolutes that are involved here of good and evil. Evolution may explain some features of the moral law, but it can't explain why it should have any real significance. If it is solely an evolutionary convenience, there is really no such thing as good or evil. But for me, it is much more than that. The moral law is a reason to think of God as plausible--not just a God who sets the universe in motion but a God who cares about human beings, because we seem uniquely amongst creatures on the planet to have this far-developed sense of morality. What you've said implies that outside of the human mind, tuned by evolutionary processes, good and evil have no meaning. Do you agree with that?

DAWKINS: Even the question you're asking has no meaning to me. Good and evil--I don't believe that there is hanging out there, anywhere, something called good and something called evil. I think that there are good things that happen and bad things that happen.

COLLINS: I think that is a fundamental difference between us. I'm glad we identified it.
Fascinating read, these two brilliant minds clashing over what most of our society is wrestling with when it comes to faith and science...

Only the Good Die Young...

So what is the basis for someone being moral who claims no ties to a higher being? One would reasonably expect, if one assumes that "all goodness comes from god," that anyone who disbelieves would be a thief, murderer, liar, adulterer, or any number of social taboos. The fact that not everyone who believes in a "higher power" isn't a murder would lead one to logically conclude that goodness, then, doesn't come from god. Further, one would expect that, if still concluding that all goodness does come from a higher power, that those who subscribe to God Monthly Magazine would never commit the social taboos that their higher power frowns upon. But we know neither is the case.

For goodness to flow from a source that
  1. not everyone knows about
  2. not everyone believes in
  3. has no evidence other than others' word-of-mouth testimonies
would require a world much darker, much deadlier, much more chaotic than the one in which we currently reside. In fact, the sheer magnitude of diversity within Christianity alone, one would expect a force of evil and "bad" deeds so numerous, the fact that good even existed would be lost within the magnitude of the "badness" that surrounded anyone who had an ounce of common sense to look for it.

So why, then, as a nonbeliever, do I, the homosexual atheist, enemy of all that is godly, still do good? Or, to phrase it in such a way that Darkmind would appreciate (I think), why isn't there a consensus between all god believers about what is "good," and why is there no consensus about what is "bad"? Why all the gray areas? The relativity, as it were? If good has one singular, other-worldly source, how can it be that those who don't believe in the other-worldly source still have an ability to sense what should be done and what shouldn't be done?

It actually all goes back to evolution: survival of the fittest. Further still, a specific trait that we and very few other animals on our planet have evolved: Empathy. The ability to place ones self in another's place and sense, perhaps even know, what they are feeling within reasonable and logical ramifications.

Now, of course, there are some persons in this world who have a higher sense of empathy than others--that is, an easier time placing themselves in another's place and feeling that urge to help someone whom they "feel" is in need of help, or comforting. And there are others whom have none, who show no concern or care for their fellow man, and are hence much more capable of committing social taboos on a scale that would shock the rest of us. Add in the whole gambit of in-betweens, and you can observe that, while empathy overall is a very general presence for which most of mankind benefits, one must also take into account why some would claim that it must be from an unearthly source from which we derive this ability.

I mentioned earlier "evolution," a term which made some of you cringe, come to the conclusion that I must have eaten too much trail mix, and hence crapped my brain out before I had a chance to use it. Not only would you be wrong, but you're actually engaging a form of empathy that tells you: "I know what he's thinking." No one ever said empathy was always correct; in fact, most times we are basing these feelings and chemical reactions in our brains off of small facial clues or slight physical movements that alert the most primitive part of our brain, the amygdala, that something is amiss, and we must be prepared to do whatever it takes to survive. But before you start training for the triathalon, another part of your brain, a more advanced portion, filters these physical clues and ways, "Wait--we've seen this before. What were the circumstances? What did we do last time?" And before we know it, we're experiencing all over again something we've experienced, based on the physical clues in front of us, that tell us what this person may be going through, and that triggers another chemical reaction in our brains in which we react. It could be to put an arm around them, to hug them, to flee from them--whatever the case may be.

We learned to look out for one another when we were nearer the bottom of the food chain. When we depended on each other for warnings, for food, for keeping a look out when others were trying to sleep. We see these kinds of interactions all around us in the animal kingdom: One deer always has its head up, ears constantly moving, keeping a watch over the rest. One bird not on the ground pecking at the seeds, ready to sing out and make the others fly away if danger is sensed. One monkey sitting on the rock while the others groom or sun bathe. We learned that by sticking together, we had a much better chance at making it through to the next morning, as opposed to becoming lion lunch or dinosaur dinner. This very primitive need for species survival is at the root of what keeps us within accepted social norms.

Now, as with any grand genetic pool, some inherit a greater disposition toward more chemical reactions, and some inherit almost none, but most are somewhere in the middle of the scale. One thing we also evolved over time was not only survival of the species, but an awareness of self. An ability to say, "I know I am." Or, to quote an oft overused phrase, "I think, therefore I am." We came to be in charge of our feelings and emotions to a degree that allows us to willingly go against instinct and emotion, as we learned that following instinct isn't always for the best, doesn't always allow us to survive, whether as a whole or as an individual. Hence, we can choose willingly to not follow instinct if we feel, through our observations of the world, that our perceptions of the threat are not as fearful as we feel at that moment.

Take, for example, my mother's story from earlier, about how she nearly scared herself to death when, cleaning something, her rocker recently moved to a new position in the living room bumped her back. She screamed, but she did not automatically run for the hills (like she could anyway :D) as she has learned (probably many times over) that when she bumps into something in her home, it isn't something that will threaten her life in any way. And although the primitive parts of her brain were screaming "Danger! Run!" and hence, the automatic release of a scream to alert any other persons who may be about, the more highly analytical parts of her brain quickly kicked in behind to say, "No, look, see? Just the rocker..." Of course, by that point, the amygdala had already started her adrenaline pumping and her eyes dilating so that, if indeed she was in mortal danger, she could flee as fast as she could. And all of this happened in the course of a split second. It wasn't something she had to sit and ponder over a cup of coffee (although it might have helped!). Herein lies the root of empathy.

Now, when someone tells Mom a story about how they were walking past the fridge, and their dog bumped their shin letting out a howl of fear, Mom can laugh and say, "I know just what you're talking about! Yesterday when I was in my living room..."

Of course, it could be an entirely differing story about an actual intruder, but Mom has experienced that fear, and knows exactly what that other person was feeling, even though in her case, the presence of the fear was fleeting when the rocker presented itself. Her feelings of empathy could also come not from what she could have personally experienced, but what she personally observed. She's seen someone who has lost a loved one through murder, knows by observation the pain that person went through, and thus, may know better how to interact with that person in their grief. She also could have come to this knowledge in other, various ways, perhaps intrinsically, through genetic memory, much like "fight or flight" but on a less personal, more intrapersonal scale.

Similarly, when Mom observed another with tears, or perhaps tensed shoulders, the quirk of an eyebrow, although she may not be thinking, "Hmm, look at the way their nose is flaring. They must be _____." Her brain recognizes these clues before she cognitively does (if at all), and she experiences the appropriate chemical reaction that allows her to feel what they are feeling, or fear them in a more predatory way if the physical clues are pointing toward danger.

I know this is all very cold-sounding and very analytical for a topic about emotion, but this is in essence what allows a non-subscriber (and even the subscribers) of the higher power to do good without a higher power actually holding the power. The ability to empathize, the ability to analyze, the feeling of feeling what others are feeling. This is why most people aren't running around murdering people. Not because a sky god told them "Thou shalt not kill." But because we have an inkling, a feeling, knowledge through past experience of what killing entails. Pain, both emotional and physical. Consequences. A ripple effect through the "herd," of you will, of what murder leads to, as well as a comprehension of "other," and you will know why most people don't murder. As I've said earlier, though, some (a very few) don't inherit empathy (whether through a genetic fault or mutation, or a multitude of chemical reactions in utero, or maybe both or maybe neither--science is still looking into this; as an example, serial killers who don't care about their victims or what they might be feeling are an example of non-empthetic persons...) while others become mere victims of instinct (crimes of passion, as it were).

It isn't sky god which makes me a good person. It is the ability to be a person which makes me a good person. The practice of saying to myself, "How would I react to this?" or "I remember when I..." that allows me to care for my fellow man, and to know what to do to help my fellow man. Right is more often determined by how it helps us collectively more so than how if honors a spook in the clouds. Good is determined socio-psychologically, not spiritually. It is determined by how we feel both individually and societally in placing our feet in another's shoes. By acknowledging one another's feelings and emotions and thoughts and how they relate to ours, both cognitively and subconsciously. On the flip side of that coin, Bad and Wrong are determine by the harm an action or thought causes both individuals and society as a whole as determined from past experiences and observations as to what has helped protect the species and what has hampered the species. Nothing more, nothing less.

I know-chemical reactions are all very non-romantic and sterile. Much better to imagine a great paternal figure that has it all already figured out and taken care of, yeah? The problem with that scenario, though, isn't just the illogic (although for some that is enough), it is how it doesn't take into account the relationships, the traits, the commonality across the board of interspecies interaction. While it may be all well and good to state "Thou shalt not kill," reality states, as does instinct, that sometimes killing is necessary, whether to protect yourself, or your loved ones, from one of our own; or to prevent a possible greater societal harm that may come in not murdering, or not killing, now. (Please don;t take this out of context to assume I condone murder, or even the death penalty--these are simply logical, reasonable assessments...) Even sky god felt the need to smite when his "chosen persons" were not being given their due to ensure their survival! And a grand "Thou shalt not kill" simply doesn't cut the mustard, period.

Thought or comments?