So, women, especially sorority women at the University of Virginia are being told that they are such helpless twaits, that they must be ordered to stay home on Saturday nights. Moreover, they are being told that all men are evil nasty predators that cannot be trusted. So I wonder a couple of things: 1) are the non-sorority chicks, those who are not of the 'select' and live in dorms, actually self-sufficient or are just not fainting reeds or perhaps are just throwaways to the ruling elite so they don't also have to be ordered to stay home?; 2) are the sorority chicks actually stupid enough to do so, bowing to the Voice of Authority, and so acquiesce to becoming victims and playing into the Ultimate Sun Tsu Divide and Conquer (creating an 'enemy' that one cannot be without)?.
All based on a lie in Rolling Stone, that bastion of legitimate reporting.
I finally got it. And ironically enough, it was Pope Francis that got whatever synapse firing in my brain. The whole thing about Charlie Hebdo and free speech. So here it is and I'm hoping that I can state it clear enough for everyone not in my brain to understand.
It is part of the Muslim religion to not have images of any person. It is part of their both their orthodoxy and their orthopraxy. It is only peripherally spelled out in the Koran, which prohibits idolatry. It was under this orthopraxy that the Taliban destroyed the Buddhas in Afghanistan.
Now the problem with orthopraxy is that suffers from 'mission creep'. So a ban on idolatry becomes a ban on human images, etc. etc. etc.
So now, Muslims use the publication of images of Mohammad whatever as an excuse to kill people. And they are saying, and the mainstream media is carrying the meme, that no one should be able to publish pictures of Mohammad.
But here's the kicker. If someone is not a practicing Muslim, it is not part of their orthopraxy to NOT create pictures or publish pictures of Mohammad. Buddhist orthopraxy does not prohibit the creation of images of Buddha. Christian orthopraxy, which also has a ban on idolatry, does not prohibit the creation of images of Jesus.
So what's going on by all of these people, including the Pope, are saying that no one in the world should create images of Mohammad, is that all of us, by proxy, have to adhere to the orthopraxy of Islam. Britain is already banning the use of cartoon pigs in children's schoolbooks due to another Islamic orthopraxy.
But guess what, I'm not a Muslim. I am not going to adhere to their orthopraxy. I am going to enjoy bacon, keep my head uncovered unless it is cold, and I am going to publish whatever the hell I want. I am not going to be forced via political correctness to convert by proxy and practice a religion that is not mine.
These past five weeks have been kind of... interesting.... between my mom's progressive dementia progressing and my dad's physical and mental condition tanking about two weeks later, it's been a bit of a rollercoaster. But here's some takeaway from the whole thing in no particular order:
1) Making plans is a futile endeavor. Good idea if you can pull it off, but also have an exit strategy and plans B and C ready for implementation at the drop of a hat. Failing that, a good case worker is your best friend.
2) Having someone help field this stuff is invaluable. I found that my sister and I make a formidable team--each having particular strengths and using them to the fullest. Listening to her trying to deal with one brain-dead family member had quite a bit of amusement value.
Having backup in the form of Mr B keeping the home fires burning and things under control is the only thing that gave me the wherewithal to be able to concentrate on what needed to be done. Couldn't have done double-duty.
3) When you are up against the hard wall, when you are crying in the emergency room, when you have absolutely no friggin clue at all what to do--miracles happen, someone steps up from nowhere, and shit gets done.
Some say that G-d only gives you as much as you can handle, some say the gods push you to the edge until you say 'no more' and then give you one more shove to prove to you that you are stronger than you think you are. Not sure which one is right, but been there more than once in the past month.
4) There are some things that can't be dealt with until you hit a crisis. See items 1, 2, and 3.
5) Listening to two people with dementia talk about a painting is kind of like being in someone else's acid trip or reading The Illuminatus Trilogy. It's reality with a side of magic mushrooms.
6) Front doors in modern cars need child locks too just in case someone decides to unlock the door and try to jump out when you are going 40 miles per hour. Of course you'd need some inkling that this is a possibility in order to implement. Surprise is sometimes a royal bitch.
7) Sometimes the most unprepossessing of exteriors holds the greatest, most caring staff. Books/covers.
8) Word in small towns really does fly quickly.
9) Compassion should never be underestimated or discounted. It can lead to small miracles (and sometimes big miracles too).
The Book of Barkley, by L.B. Johnson, not only got a sterling review from both the San Francisco Book Review and Kirkus, but also is on the front page of Kirkus for today. Pop over there and check out the review and, if you haven't already done so, buy the book!