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Several nations in Europe are cowed by the threats and menace of the paynim, and are even now dhimmi in everything but name; Canada likewise, as the Mark Steyn case indicates. Radio talkshow hosts and Dutch PM’s are barred from Great Britain. Statues of pigs and dogs are removed. The Muslims control who may enter the country, and what may be published or discussed in public. There have been small outbreaks of dhimmitude in America, but they are growing larger.

You see, it is as predictable as anything in this unpredictable world can be: Western culture may be devoted to religious freedom, but the counterculture (who now rule us) is devoted to freedom from Christianity, and tolerates only inoffensive and non-demanding beliefs, New Age blither, or theosophic or bogus versions of Oriental religions we might call McBuddhism. The hostility of the counterculture toward Christianity has become more open in recent years, but they have never pretended anything but contempt for the opiate of the masses.

Since the Mohammedans also wish to reduce the Christians to death or dhimmitude, they are the natural allies of the counterculture–despite that sexual liberated potheads, perverts, orgiasts, adulterers, panderers and pornographers (all the folk the Larry Flint generation calls heroes) are the first to be buried up the waist and pelted to death with stones under Sharia law. A chaste and temperate Christian or Jew runs afoul of no commandment of the Prophet, if he pay his dhimmi tax. In other words, the barbarians within the gates are the natural allies of the barbarians without the gates, before the gates are opened. And after?

I recall reading — I cannot find the quote at the moment — the account of a Christian lady from Lebannon, who before 1967, watched her parents and their friends urging the government to relax certain restrictions against Muslims in the name of social justice (only Maronitescould serve as commander or the army, for example, or head of the central bank), and once the Muslims had enough power and confidence, thanks in part to their help, these same compassionate  reformers were killed like dogs in the street, their bodies left unburied for the crows, because one infidel is no different from the next.

But that is the end of the process. Here is one more story from near the beginning. I make no pretense of vouching for it, aside from saying that I am not surprised. You may read and decide for yourself.

http://www.answeringmuslims.com/2009/07/special-report-sharia-comes-to-dearborn.html

David Wood  says Christians were singled out for legal and illegal harassment at a public festival in Dearborn, Mich. He sums up:

I am curious to hear from anyone on the Leftward side of the political spectrum what your plan is, what policy you suggest the West embrace, to deal with an implacable enemy?

Do you believe there is a peaceful means to reduce their threat? Do you think giving the Jihadists money, or power, or apologies, or giving them Isreal will placate them?

If that is the your belief, what is the basis for this belief? On what facts is it founded?

How would you defend this belief from a skeptic?

(Aside from an ad hominem attack, I mean. I am refering to a convincing defense, a defense on the merits, not a witticism mocking the intelligence or moral rectitude of the skeptic himself. Among grown-ups, discussions concern the subject matter of the discussion, and are therefore not merely background noise to a word-game of moral preening.) 

Hat tip to Mark Shea at CAEI:

A bit of advice to my fellow conservatives: 

Do not speak ill of the dead.

I think you know to whom I refer, do you not?

A second bit of advice to my fellow Christians:

Do not speak ill of the dead.

Let us suppose that you are a wretched man, recently died under unseemly circumstances, whose life was made all the more wretched by fame. Oh? Do we not believe fame brings wretchedness? It brings its own temptations and its own sorrows that we private people, we happily private people never hunted by the sharkpacks of the press, never bloodlet by the parasites of wealth,know nothing of. It is like having a genii in a bottle: a very ignorant, somewhat diabolical genii, who will gleefully grant you the very wish that is your deepest wish, even if it destroys you. 

Let us suppose you are a wretched yet famous man, who, passing through the horror of the grave, suddenly finds yourself, awed and surprised and terrified, at the gates of the Country of Endless Joy. And here at the gate sits your Creator, who made you for far finer things that what you have made of yourself, and now you must answer to Him. You must answer not for your public image, but for your innermost secret thoughts. You must answer for things no one else knows, not even your closest friends. Your heart will be measured in a balancing scale against a feather, and if your heart is heavy with sin, you will be thrown into an outer darkness, where the only sound is a wailing that does not end. But if the other pan of the balances lifts, the gates of bliss shall open.

How can you not pray, O Christians, for someone facing that judgment seat? You will stand there too someday. Your every word, including whether or not you spoke ill of the dead who cannot defend themselves, will come out of your own mouth to accuse you, and He who searcheth hearts will search yours.

When a man is alive, he can defend himself from criticism, whether justified or slanderous. When a man is dead, the angel of death who once passed over Egypt, sparing no first born of that land, stands at our elbow when we speak of the dead: and if he wears a helm of darkness, as the pagans feigned, we shall not see him, despite how real he is. 

Remember, before you open your mouths, O my fellow Conservatives, O my fellow Christians, that your time on earth in not immortal either.

This post is related tangentially to the last.

A comment left here made the remark that in a “recent discussion I had with an atheist […] he was unable to posit a single non-religious point that was in any way positive, advantageous, or otherwise non-relativist. When I told him to go and die in whatever way seems best to him, he said that he would go kicking and screaming. Had I decided to respond, I would have said that I see no reason why in a relativist system one should do anything with any feeling at all.”

In reply, another commenter opined "You do things with feeling because you have feelings for those things. Eat because you’re hungry, love because you love, work because you feel dissatisfied with idleness, or because you need money to eat, learn because you’re curious, fight for justice because you’re outraged, or because you have an eye for your own rights and safety.”

He continues: “I’ve never understood why this is so hard to get. You do what you want because it’s what you want to do, that’s what wants *are*. No, there’s no materialist philosophy telling one what to want, ab nihilo. This is not a flaw."

This reply is inadequate. The first comment, in effect, is asking what warrant one has for taking one’s mere feelings and appetites as a given, and the second comment, in effect, is answering with wide-eyed simplicity that one must take one’s feelings and appetites as a given because nothing else is imaginable.

I can only assume man behind the second comment did not really understand the question, or that he means something other than what it sounds like me means. But if it is not a flaw that no materialist philosophy tells one what one should or should not want, this implies that philosophy ought not rank, order, judge, condemn, praise or blame any appetite or feeling. The mere fact that a given appetites exists at all is sufficient warrant and justification to act on it.

Because I do not believe anyone in his right mind could actually mean this, let me argue not with the man, but with the comment.

The comment means one should take one’s mere feelings and appetites as a given, as a standard beyond question, and beyond criticism.

Let me offer ten quick reasons why they most certainly cannot.

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Whoo boy. I think I have heard the most simpleminded argument of all time. It was presented to me in all seriousness, however, so I will answer it seriously.

A commenter here says "Dr. Dalrypmle says that "Human affairs cannot be decided by an appeal to an infallible rule, expressible in a few words, whose simple application can decide all cases. . ." But such a rule is exactly what I’m arguing for. It would have a great advantage over the chaotic state in which we live and which Dr. Dalrymple agrees. It would lessen the burden of toil of man. Thought-work would be eased and we would be able to base all our thoughts on a fundament that need not be questioned. Some people get this through faith; I get it through convention. "

He concludes with these points:

"In short, I am a libertarian, and am unconvinced by these arguments for these reasons:
-The desires of individuals are my highest value
-The desire to shirk from complexity and work are almost universal and quite logical
-Therefore, a simple philosophy is warranted
-Libertarianism satisfies all these points."

I must ask him:  Sir, did you come by this conclusion by a simple and simple-minded deduction, or did you need to think deeply and thoroughly about it?

Because if you thought deeply and thoroughly about it, you contradict yourself, and betray the fact that you know darn well that a conclusion with no thorough thought behind it is flippant and unsound. If you did not, you have no assurance your conclusions are sound, and indeed you are indifferent to whether your conclusions are sound. In either case, your conclusion, by its own terms, defeats itself.

Let me point out that the desire to avoid the work of thinking can find a far better work-reward ratio by resting on good authority and tradition. The authority has done all the work. Tradition contains the distilled mental effort and experience of countless generations, most of them smarter and tougher than yours. Even better, tradition polishes and crystallizes its findings into custom, written law, and simple maxims.

On the other hand, a simpleminded philosophy or simpleminded law cannot cover all the cases. The main reason why laws are complicated and subtle is because general laws always lead to absurdities and injustices when applied to exceptional cases. 

Your simpleminded philosophy has not been time-tested, and therefore this would require additional thought work on your part, and on the part of those who might seek to implement it.

On the other hand, my philosophy, which I have worked out in excruciating details with loving diligence, is firmly rooted in generations of thought by the most brilliant minds of all the centuries of history. It is time-tested.

-The desires of individuals are mere appetite
-The desire to shirk from complexity and work is sloth, and shirking from brainwork is stupidity.
-Therefore, a simple philosophy is stupid and leads to stupid conclusions
-Libertarianism satisfies all these points.

Not long ago, when I made some offhanded remark about the superior courtesy of the generation of our grandparents—men actually did used to tip their hats to ladies, and thought and taught that stealing was wrong— a Leftist friend of mine made a reply that astonished me, and opened my eyes to the inner workings of the leftwing mind.

His response was scorn and bile.

To him, the only thing significant about our grandparents’ generation, the folks who worked their way out of the Depression and won the Second World War, was that some blacks were lynched in the South. Those atrocities formed his entire mental picture of all events of the first half of the Twentieth Century, and perhaps of all time preceding.

And because of that picture, no conversation could be had with him on any topic concerning the past. Nothing could be compared to the present day, either for better or worse, or even to point out customs and expectations that were merely different. It was both utterly parochial, and utterly devoid of any nuanced moral reasoning: merely a blanket condemnation of all and sundry.

His reasoning seemed to be that if men of the past prized courtesy, and yet they also lynched blacks, and therefore everything they prize must be bad, therefore courtesy is bad, Q.E.D.

I have heard that the film THE STONING OF SORAYA M is being denigrated and dismissed by some Leftwing critics for the opposite reason: that it is merely cheap moralizing to portray an atrocity of the Sharia law.

Film critic Christian Toto here compiles a list of the complaints. http://whatwouldtotowatch.com/2009/06/26/liberal-critics-stone-soraya/ He quotes from some of the less intelligent of the intelligentsia:

“It takes zero political courage to speak out against the obvious barbarism of public stonings or the oppressive patriarchy of sharia law, but the film whips out the megaphone anyway, eager to extrapolate the martyrdom of an innocent woman into a broader condemnation of the Muslim world.”

Note the paradox. The critic is criticizing the film on the grounds that no one will criticize the film.

” … the worst kind of exploitative Hollywood melodrama, presented under the virtuous guise of moral outrage.”

Note the irony. The critic is publicly morally outraged that someone would publicize a moral outrage.

I have not seen the film, and so I offer no opinion on the merits or demerits of the complaints, aside from the obvious self-contradictions. I have not seen the criticisms in context.

But if Toto’s comment is fair, I cannot help but wonder how these same film critics would react to a portrayal of a lynch mob in dressed bedsheets hanging a black man.

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Sun_Stealer remarks: "Have you ever considered running for political office, Mr. Wright? You’d have my vote."

Heh. I am a failed attorney, because I found law work boring, and unrewarding, and I was (to be frank) not an asset to the firm that hired me. Writing law is just as boring as reading it, but has the added drawbacks of being a job where one must meet, greet, and please the public, plus one must chiffer and bargain with one’s fellow politicos to get things done.

If the Lord recalls my sins, then in the next life my punishment in purgatory will be doing law work combined with public relations, public appearances, and negotiation. You will see me on one of the shelves of Dante’s mountain, singing hymns, on fire while I drag a huge boulder on my back, eyelids stapled shut, or something like that, with an accordion file of legal documents in my hands, and an appointment where I have to dress up in a suit and tie, explaining to ignorant voters that I cannot both lower taxes and give them more goodies.

No, the idea of a political career is flattering but without merit. Besides, any Christian man of letters already has more power than an earthly prince. The true leadership in any civilization is in its philosophers and thinkers, its writers and men of the mind. The political leaders, by and large, merely carry out the popular will, which, by and large, is controlled by the ideas of the writers and thinkers of the previous generation.

An article from Inside Catholic. If it may be permitted me, I will quote the whole thing, without comment. It speaks for itself.

wyrdwood  points out that Michael J Straczynski is working on a live-action Lensman movie. He says the script is already written.

http://www.cinemablend.com/new/Forget-Avatar-Lensman-Is-The-Next-Big-Thing-13703.html

My comment: space-axes! A dire weapon indeed, the space-axe. A combination of and sublimation of battle-axe, mace, bludgeon, and lumberman’s picaroon; thirty pounds of hard, tough, space-tempered alloy; a weapon of potentialities limited only by the physical strength and bodily agility of its wielder.

My beautiful and talented wife’s first novel PROSPERO LOST comes out this August. Miranda, daughter of Prospero the Magician, has survived by magic to the modern day, and when her sire vanishes, she pursues the clues to find who in her family — all magicians and sorcerers, naturally, demon-hunters and excorcists, who have been secretly protecting mankind from supernal dangers for five centuries — might be the traitor. I would describe the book as a cross between Shakespeare and Dashiell Hammett, Dante and Roger Zelazny.

Well, she has been interviewed! You can find her wit and wisdom here, at a website called magicword.net. She was inteviewed as part of their Special Guest Friday featrure.

http://magicalwords.net/specialgueststars/special-guest-friday-l.-jagi-lamplighter

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I am positively giddy. I adore this cartoon, was continually astonished at the pride and care and craftsmanship that went into the writing, the animation, the voice-acting, and especially the world-building. Let us hope M. Night Shyamalan can work his old magic.

Dear Hollywood, even if this movie betrays and disappoints we few, we happy fans of AVATAR THE LAST AIRBENDER, the mere fact that you made it at all, means that I must forgive you for “Redacted,” “Rendition,” “Lions for Lambs,” "Stop-Loss," "W," "Grace Is Gone," “In the Valley of Elah,”  "The Road to Guantanamo," and a few dozen others. (However, I will not forgive you for "V for Vendetta" until and unless you make "Voyage of the Dawn Treader" and "A Horse and his Boy.") 

You see? It is not that hard to retain customer good will.

Now if someone would only make Larry Niven’s RINGWORLD into a movie, perhaps starring as Megan Fox as Teela Brown, Will Smith as Louis Wu, and Russell Crowe as Speaker-to-Animals.  Jim Hensen’s workshop could do the Nessus the Puppeteer.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HzeGcl3BNJ4
As a follow up to the last post, let me post one of my favorite scenes in Karate Kid 2, where the luminously beautiful Kumiko (Tamlyn Tomita) performs a tea ceremony for Jersey kid Daniel (Ralph Macchio). No words are needed. The moment when she lets down her hair is simply magical.

I recently rented KARATE KID and KARATE KID II to show to my children, as part of a father’s responsibility to transmit the culture to the next generation. (I also most recently showed them a Marx Brothers movie, A DAY AT THE RACES.) 

The Karate Kid movies were just better than I remembered, and this is despite that I had fond memories of them. Rather than praise them to you, let me link to a review I found over at John Nolte’s "Big Hollywood" website {"At 25 Karate Kid still Packs a Punch.") 

http://bighollywood.breitbart.com/lgrin/2009/06/24/at-25-the-karate-kid-still-packs-a-punch/

I tell you I was shocked to learn that the suits wanted to remove the scene were a drunk Mr. Miyagi tells of his wife’s death while he served in the war. That is the best scene in the film.