Monday, January 08, 2007

To see the full article, click on this title.

I saw a so-called 'editorial' in the Guardian on saturday that was complete tripe . . . . it is the authors of such brilliant risposts that will save my country from this frothing rabidity (to be found at the bottom of the online edition). A prime example for instance is posted by 'Rodent':

"...we are showing how mirror-neurons point to a biological substrate for morality, we can point to natural science that solves problems that we find troublesome, and that it makes testable predictions, and we are searching for global rules of behaviour that will outlaw things like genocide and yes, imposition of cruel religious laws.
So take your suspicious and paranoid Abrahamic prefrontal epilepsy and shove it"

"Secular fundamentalists are the new totalitarians — Militant secularists like Richard Dawkins are taking their revenge on us believers for refusing to stay in the closet"

by Tobias Jones
Saturday January 6, 2007
The Guardian

There's an aspiring totalitarianism in Britain which is brilliantly disguised. It's disguised because the would-be dictators - and there are many of them - all pretend to be more tolerant than thou. They hide alongside the anti-racists, the anti-homophobes and anti-sexists. But what they are really against is something very different. They - call them secular fundamentalists - are anti-God, and what they really want is the eradication of religion, and all believers, from the face of the earth.

In recent years these unpleasant people have had a strategy of exploiting Britain's innate politeness. They realised that for a decade overly sensitive souls (normally called the PC brigade) had bent over backwards to avoid giving offence. Trying not to give offence was, despite the excesses, a noble courtesy.
But the fundamentalists saw an opening. Because we live in a multiconfessional society, they fostered the falsehood that wearing a crucifix or a veil or a turban was deeply offensive to other faiths. They pretended to be protecting religious sensibilities as a pretext to strip us of all religious expressions. In 2006 Jack Straw and BA fell into the fundamentalists' trap.

But Britons are actually laissez-faire about such things. And so the fundamentalists deployed an opposite tactic. Instead of pretending to protect religious sensibilities, they went on the offensive and sought to give offence. The subsequent reactions to the play Behzti in Birmingham, to Jerry Springer the Opera and to the Danish cartoons were wheeled out as examples of why religious groups are unable to live with our cherished freedom and tolerance.

In recent years the nastier side of this totalitarianism has become blatantly apparent. It emerged with the hijab issue in France. With the hijab ban in French schools, a state was banishing religion not only from its corridors, but also from its citizens.

It was an assertion that after centuries of the naked public square (denuded of religion referents) the public now too had to go naked. The former had been true tolerance, something exceptional and laudable. It allowed everyone to bring their own cosmic testimony to the square. But this new form of "tolerance" changed things. From everyone being welcome, it had become everyone but.

There's a background to all this. Since 2001, lazy intellectuals have been allowed to get away with repeating the nonsense that terrorism and war are the consequences of belief in God. Believers are ridiculed for being, in contrast to the stupendously brainy atheists, very dim. Listen to Richard Dawkins' comment on Nadia Eweida (the BA employee who refused to take off her cross): "she had one of the most stupid faces I've ever seen." Nice.

There's also the fact that we live in a cultural milieu dominated by postmodernism. Broadly speaking, it attempts to deconstruct power and its narratives. It tries to rescue the marginalised. A noble intent, but because it doesn't believe in truth, anything goes. The tyranny of orthodoxy has been replaced by the tyranny of relativism. You're supposed to believe in nothing, and hence nihilists and atheists are suddenly rather chic. Postmodernism has taken tolerance to the extremes, where extremists thrive. It's a dangerous form of appeasement.

The greatest appeasers, however, have been the believers. Until recently many hid their religion in the closet. They conceded that it was something private. Until a few years ago religion was similar to soft drugs: a blind eye was turned to private use but woe betide you if you were caught dealing. Only recently have believers realised that religion is certainly personal, but it can never be private.

The reasons for that "outing" of believers are complex. But what is certain is that wise agnostics pleaded with believers to take a public lead again, because the point about believers is that they are obeying (and disobeying) all sorts of commandments that the state doesn't see or understand. Because they are able to differentiate sin from crime, they have a moral register more nuanced than most. Even a wise atheist (and I've met a few of them in church, as they desperately try to get their kids into the local C of E school) knows that believers can deal with social anarchy much better than the state ever can.

That is why these fundamentalists are so in evidence. They're not only needled by their own hypocrisy; they are also furious that believers have broken the old pact to stay out of public debate. Witness, for example, Mary Riddell's astonishing sentence in the Observer last month (try replacing "religion" with "homosexuality" to get the point): "secularists do not wish to harm religion or deny its great cultural influence. They simply want it to know its place." In other words: get back in the closet.

Christians feel particularly aggrieved because we believe that Jesus invented secularism. Jesus's teachings desacralised the state: no authority, not even Caesar's, was comparable to God's. As Nick Spencer writes in Doing God, "the secular was Christianity's gift to the world, denoting a public space in which authorities should be respected, but could be legitimately challenged and could never accord to themselves absolute or ultimate significance". Christianity, far from creating an absolutist state, initiated dissent from state absolutism.

And so for centuries a combination of British agnosticism and pragmatism meant that believers were judged not by the causes of their belief, but by its consequences. Everyone could taste the fruits, even those who couldn't believe in a sustaining, invisible root. These new militants, however, believe themselves to be the only arbiters of taste; they want to eradicate the root and cause. They will dictate what you can wear and what you can say. That, after all, is what totalitarians do.

· Tobias Jones is the author of The Dark Heart of Italy; his new book, Utopian Dreams, is published this month

Monday, November 27, 2006

talking about rugs . . .

has reminded me of this:



Imagery like this was first seen during the Soviet invasion of Afghanistan in the 80's.

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And, was Alexis de Tocqueville a Racist, or a Racialist? Read this:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/De_Tocqueville

This is (sort of) related . . . .
A long time ago somewhere on the web, I joked [rather weedily] that the Whitehouse was probably built on an Old Injun Burial Ground.
Perhaps I was actually onto something when I read the Wikipedia entry on "the Bonesmen":
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bonesman


This is a charming picture of the Bonesmen when the first George Bush (to the 'right' of the clock) was a member.
George Bush II joined the ranks too, instead of doing something useful.




Geronimo's skull and thigh-bones are reputed to be kept in the Bonesmen's frat house known as "The
Tomb".

Sunday, November 12, 2006

Finish[ed] ?

After a little while I was amazed at myself for jettisoning so much of the stuff I'd collected during the university years while I was trying to find a place where I'd be happy to settle.

Things that I miss are a number of books, tools, instruments and recordings; and a number of other objects like the camera and the bicycle that were 'liberated' in broad daylight.

The stupidest losses were the gradual disappearance of my portfolio: evidence showing that I went through a period of discovery, and quality, which I believed would just be the start of what I'd achieve.

Anybody else lost anything they should have kept hold of?

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From MIT Press, OCTOBER:



This is a screenshot of my favourite issue of one of the periodicals that I found were a must-read during my oh-so-brilliant academic career.
In this one there is a fantastic/phantasmagoric essay by Susan Buck-Morss, called 'Aesthetics and Anaesthetics: Walter Benjamin's Artwork Essay Reconsidered'.

Friday, November 10, 2006



What a feeling, or should I say what "not feeling".
I'm having the start of what is another relapse, but it is quite serene. My limbs are starting to seperate. They have their own weight, and they have their own lives. They are like they are part of me, but can't command them to do my commissions for me.
I always think of Marc Chagall, with his floating characters that are all important, but aren't joined.

American Bison



From Wikipedia :
Bison are among the most dangerous animals encountered by visitors to the various U.S. National Parks, especially Yellowstone National Park. Although they are not carnivorous, they will attack humans if provoked. They appear slow because of their lethargic movements, but they can easily outrun humans—they have been observed running as fast as 35 miles per hour. Between 1978 and 1992, over four times as many people in Yellowstone National Park were killed or injured by bison as by bears (12 by bears, 56 by bison). Bison also have the unexpected ability, given the animal's size and body structure, to leap over a standard barbed-wire fence.

Well I'd never have figured out that Bison might not like getting riled. Or perhaps featuring this item on the daily changed homepage a tool of satire.

Thursday, November 09, 2006

Remember remember the 7th of November

What a just and useful end to the poison of such a powerful gang of bullies.

Congratulations to all who participated in this good result!

Has No-one A Handcart-To-Hell That Will Fit The Party Of Sham & Shame.

Best wishes and luck for all the battles to come for the de-Bushification of the Whitehouse.

Sunday, November 05, 2006

Burn the Guy


My land is such a bizarre mix and every year this uneasy wierdness is marked by danger, patriotism, and a great, unexamined love of outrage, with our "Bonfire Night". It is a yearly commemoration of the foiling of "the Gunpowder Plot" of 1605, in which twelve people had planned to implement a return to the Papal Supremacy of Rome by blowing up the Houses of Parliament during the state-opening by Charles I, who was not only King, but the symbolic head of the Protestant Church of England. These people, including their explosives expert, Guy Fawkes, were rounded up, tortured on the rack, had 'confessions' extracted, tried, hung, drawn, and quartered. All these centuries later, the burning of an effigy — 'a Guy', and fireworks is still played out.


Ironically, just 44 years after the Catholic plot to kill King Charles I, he was executed by the protestant puritan 'roundheads' led by Oliver Cromwell. Republicanism and Anti-Monarchy was also bound up in the urge for revolution back then, regardless of all the religious differences, and the anger about the profligate ruling classes was also a nationalist anger about the amount of revenue crossing into Scotland.

This night is really the culmination of Hallowe'en — which has morphed into a long week of festival chaos: The 'foiling' of Anarchy, and the preservation of Order is just a pretext; a message to those who'd want to impose another power above the idea of Britishness is just a vain hope. Its a state endorsed Anarchy; about virility; the rituals of burning the wicker men; smudging against ghosts; purification; and the Celtic festival of Samhain which celebrates the end of a fruitful summer with an exhortation to battle the relentless wintertime.

I was quite relieved to tell a friend that I wasn't well enough to go to the famous one last night in Lewes village just north of Brighton. This event has a serious deal of baggage to unpack: There are lots of bonfires, but there is a really appalling procession of burning crosses representing protestant martyrs such as Cranmer and Ridley. The KKK originally came from Scotland, but this burning cross picture is a disgusting symbol right from the Anglo-Saxon heartland.


I am under seige, I hate fireworks, just like the dog I'm looking after. But unlike her I don't like crowds: I don't start to salivate at the prospect of a joining a hunting frenzy.

Is this whole picture sounding a bit confused? Well that's only because it was a mess back then, and some people still thrive on exploiting this simmering nature, and we have been betrayed by the yearly cycle, again.