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A season of contrasts…

Me…? I’m no science denier…  I take no pride in the fact that those who would do so quote me for support of their views. I repeat, I do not dispute science. But neither will I poo-poo those of faith. Who am I, to disparage the beliefs of others? I say to you, I’m no one of importance. You ask me then what do I believe?

Revenge is a dish best not served at all…

Of course I’m speaking in generalizations. Almost everything anyone ever says is. You, of all people, should recognize that. All I’m asking you to understand – or not even to understand, but merely to acknowledge as the current state of cultural debate in this country – is the fact that in the past, religion actively persecuted scientists. And that now we have scientists actively persecuting religion. I don’t care what you personally believe. I have no dog in that hunt. What I want you to remember is the historical context. And to remember those abuses practiced by the one side against the other. And I want to remind you of the swing of a pendulum. And to assure you that to pay back atrocities committed in an age long gone only guarantees that they’ll be returned upon you seven fold, when next the pendulum swings. No matter what you believe, your ancestors can no longer help you. No matter what you believe, your descendants are yet to be born. If the cycle of retribution is to be broken… you, each and every one of you, must be the ones …

Lest we forget…

“Whence the origins of your ideas and beliefs?” you may ask of me – though probably not in any such stilted or archaic language. My ideas come from the very same place that yours originally may have come from – they come from the literature of the nursery. There was a time when Fairy Tales were all the rage. And while fashion has never been a reliable guide as to the quality of an item, there’s something to be said for the wisdom of the masses. But alas, such stories fell out of favor, and were relegated upstairs, to the nursery – the place where all things considered unworthy of adult attention went. All leftovers were so consigned in those days – food and furniture; small mechanical devices once considered marvels, but now seen only as toys… and books. How backwards, how ridiculous our society would almost surely seem, to a resident of past times.

Using just available light… *

When one side in the political debate begins with the premise that a given problem is the direct result of the other side’s insistence upon an outdated and self-serving reliance on complete corporate freedom from oversight and regulation, one is tempted to look for deeper motives; such as envy, or a fundamental mis-understanding of the free market system – or maybe even a political philosophy of redistribution that might, in itself, be obsolete and worn. But when the other side doesn’t even address these issues, but instead resorts to fear-mongering amongst it constituency, and creating hatred concerning a host of issues the majority of the country is already far ahead on, then one has to wonder where the disconnect lies.