Originally
posted from 12-21-03 to 12-28-03
I Have a Dream
by Lady Liberty
The final chapter
of the Lord of the Rings trilogy of movies opened on December 17, and
was expected from Day One to break box office records (and it did).
I decided to see the movie at an 11:30 a.m. matineé, partly because
I wanted to have as much of the day left as possible (the movie runs
a very long three and a half hours), but also because Saturday morning
isn't exactly prime time for movie goers and I'm not fond of crowded
theatres. I congratulated myself for arriving at the theatre by 11:15
a.m., but I'm sorry to say that my self-satisfaction was dashed almost
immediately. Imagine my surprise to discover that - in a small town,
on a Saturday morning of the last shopping weekend before Christmas,
and on a day when the mercury barely reached 20 degrees - there was
a line for tickets. A long line.
The J.R.R. Tolkien
books on which the movies are based are beloved by teenaged boys everywhere.
But as I walked to take my place at the end of the line, I took notice
of something peculiar. Though the line did have its share of the stereotypical
teenaged male nerd, it also boasted adults of all ages and of several
apparent economic stratas. Teenaged girls giggled while they waited
their turn. Families with children as young as 5 or 6 got to the box
office and asked for six tickets, all for the Lord of the Rings: Return
of the King. And I, for all my planning in advance, had to get a ticket
for the 12 o'clock show because the 11:30 show was sold out by the time
I got to the head of the line.
Certainly, the Lord
of the Rings series of movies are very good (in fact, they're some of
the best I've ever seen). But fantasy movies, as a rule, don't have
an across-the-spectrum appeal, and are more often than not films successful
with a niche audience only. So what is it that's bringing in such enthusiastic
and diverse crowds to what is widely considered a story that actually
defines the fantasy genre?
Tolkien's Lord of
the Rings trilogy of novels covers a very complex plot involving highly
detailed cultures and societies for dwarves, elves, hobbits, and men.
But, simplistically speaking, the Lord of the Rings is the story of
an evil wizard who gathers an army so that he can defeat the good guys
of Middle Earth and run things himself. The good guys, who just want
to live their lives without interference, fight back. But the bad guy
is incredibly powerful, and his forces are awesome. The good guys have
an uphill battle ahead of them, and they're pretty sure that they're
going to lose in the end. But they fight anyway because they won't simply
lie down and let evil win.
One of the more
surprising heroes of the Lord of the Rings story is a hobbit named Frodo.
Hobbits aren't very big or strong, and they're not unusually intelligent
or particularly adventurous. In other words, they're a lot like very
ordinary people (only shorter). Frodo doesn't want to be a hero. But
when he doesn't have a choice, he surprises everyone including himself
by being determined enough - and with the help of some friends - to
get the job done.
Aragorn is also
a reluctant hero. He's a man with a past he'd just as soon forget, and
he does a fine job until he's called upon to help Frodo. For honor's
sake, he does. Aragorn is a born leader, but one who is willing to listen
to others and take their advice. He's charismatic, but humble. And he's
willing to die for those he leads.
Legolas is an elven
prince who, like most of his people, loathes dwarves. But when he must
fight alongside the dwarf Gimli, he learns that dwarves have their good
points. Gimli, who is at least as leery of Legolas in return, also discovers
that elves aren't so bad. These two, who in other times might never
have seen eye to eye, fight side by side and become not only comrades
in arms but true friends. And Gandalf, the mysterious wizard, is a friend
and mentor to them all.
Unlike some of the
teenaged boys I mentioned earlier, my reading interests are broader
than the fantasy or science fiction that I do confess I love. I also
read a lot of horror, for example, as well as some contemporary novels
such as those by Tom Clancy or John Grisham. And I enjoy American history
quite a bit. The latter might explain why, for some years now, my own
fantasy resembles the historical events of 1776 much more than it does
the fictional battle for Middle Earth.
I have dreamed of
a modern day Thomas Jefferson who embodies the leadership qualities
combined with the intelligence and integrity we need to cut back on
the powers of what has become a virtually all powerful state. I have
wished for a new Sam (or Samantha!) Adams who would incite the more
apathetic members of the public to take constructive political action,
again toward dismantling (or at least delaying) the predations of an
all powerful state. I have hoped for an updated version of Benjamin
Franklin who would work to educate and inspire the masses now as the
original did then in an ongoing effort to mitigate the effects of an
all powerful state.
But there's no record-breaking
movie in America today that depicts Jefferson, Adams, and Franklin as
heroes who fought against the tyranny of the English King. Instead,
there's a fantasy movie that shows Frodo, Aragon, and Gandalf the Wizard
working to stop the evil machinations of a dark wizard and his minions.
But, fire-breathing dragons and magically enhanced elven swords aside,
I don't know that there's all that much of a difference between the
two, at least in general terms.
Perhaps so many
people are caught up in the fate of Middle Earth because they recognize,
even if only subconsciously, some kind of a parallel to our own reality.
After all, there most certainly is something bad in a not-so-distant
place, something that is seeking to curtail more more and more of our
freedoms, something that is gaining more power and authority over all
of us almost daily. If that power continues to grow apace, and gather
more and more agents in its name, we literally do face the end of life
as we know it and a new life that will, at best, be far less free. Those
aware of the facts know that any fight to mitigate the influence of
such a behemoth will be long term and difficult, and that some people
will lose their livelihoods, lifestyles, liberty, and possibly even
their lives as a result.
I still dream of
a new Thomas Jefferson, Sam Adams, and Ben Franklin to energize and
expand the pro-freedom movement. But I see nothing wrong with those
who relate instead to Frodo - an ordinary being with extraordinary courage
- or who would willingly follow someone with Aragorn's sense of honor
and responsibility. If they relate to Frodo, perhaps they'll become
more like him and be willing stand up despite their fears to keep big
government and Big Brother at bay. If they admire Aragorn, maybe they'll
join a pro-freedom group or organization with a cause and a leader they
find they can also respect and follow. In a few very fortunate cases,
it could even be that a reluctant leader will at long last recognize
himself and stand up to be recognized by the rest of us.
Whatever else we
think or do, and for whatever reasons, we must make at least some of
these things a reality soon. Very soon. I fear that if we don't, my
dream will become a nightmare, and freedom itself will be relegated
to mere fantasy. That's a scenario too dark for fiction, but sadly,
not for history. What we do today will determine how the past looks
from tomorrow. Me? I kind of relate to Frodo.
Originally
posted from 12-07-03 to 12-14-03
History Lessons
by Lady Liberty
Tom Cruise's latest
movie effort was released on December 5. In The Last Samurai, he plays
a Civil War hero whose military career later came to involve incidents
that sicken him. Largely in desperation, he accepts a job with the Japanese
government to train its army in the use of western weapons. After being
captured by the enemy - a group of samurai warriors - Cruise's character
learns something about a willingness to live and to die with honor,
and that lesson changes everything for him. In "bushido" -
the "way of the warrior" - he finds his own way.
In much the same
manner as Japan passed from the influence of the samurai warrior and
into the western world near the turn of the century, honor is also no
longer a way of life in America. There was a time not so very long ago
when two men could seal a deal with a handshake. Now the same agreement
requires lawyers and contracts. In the relatively recent past, if someone
gave their word on something, you could take that word to the bank.
Now we demand witnesses and signatures because a word can be broken
for little more than an "I changed my mind" or a matter of
convenience. Doubtless there are many who can still remember when a
problem with a neighbor involved nothing more than a visit and a polite
discussion. Now the same matter will probably involve a lawsuit.
If you think about
it for a moment, you'll realize that many of our laws have come into
existence - or at least are being used a whole lot more - because honor
has slipped out of existence. Contracts, for example, have the strength
of the law behind them because too many people are all too willing to
renege on a deal if there aren't serious repercussions involved. Homeowners
Associations spell out minutiae for home upkeep in certain areas. Cities
have made and will enforce nuisance laws because some people won't take
care of their property without the threat, nor will they keep their
pets from becoming dangerous (or in danger) without leash laws. Drug
tests have become nearly universal pre-employment qualifiers. Even marriages
have become less an honorable commitment than a business deal sealed
with prenuptual agreements and his-and-hers checking accounts rather
than a kiss.
I personally am
not fond of these kinds of laws. I understand that they exist to protect
me from people without honor, but I don't think you can legislate honor
any more than you can legislate intelligence or morality. Instead, appropriate
consequences for those who dishonor their word - or who infringe upon
the rights of others - seems both more appropriate and less invasive
of the liberties of others (not to mention having fewer laws written
to already bursting-at-the-seams listings of statutes). The man who
fails to live up to his end of a business agreement should be punished
to the extent of the losses of his partner(s), and his failings publicized
so that others won't partner with him again. People who harm animals
by failing to care for them properly should be shunned by decent people
everywhere not to mention refused service at every place in town they
might obtain another pet. The man or woman who has a few drinks on a
Friday night or who uses a drug recreationally on Saturday shouldn't
be penalized, but woe betide the employee who shows up to work under
the influence!
Honor also involves
a willingness to accept the blame when you're the one who made the mistake.
If you burn your lap with hot coffee because you're stupid enough to
drive off with a paper cup between your legs, then you need to 'fess
up to a little temporary insanity to go along with your reddened skin.
If you're tempted to lie about something, consider for a moment the
reason for the temptation and admit to yourself - and others - that
maybe, just this one time, you're not perfect and you'll try harder
next time. If you don't think you can keep your word on something, then
don't give it. If you do give it, then keep it.
Most of the men
and women in the so-called freedom movement are men and women of honor.
They accept responsibility for themselves and, by so doing, can be relied
upon in both word and deed. They don't count on the government to take
care of them. They count on themselves, and for that reason, they're
also able to count on each other. Those involved in the freedom movement
say they want to repeal a number of laws, and they'll doubtless try
to do just that. And when they do, there will be little difference in
day-to-day life because they didn't need those laws in the first place
to treat each other with respect and to honor their commitments.
In today's Japan,
more than 100 years since the last samurai, there are a number of problems
including a rapidly rising murder and violent crime rate. Some have
blamed the influence of western culture for these downward trends. But
the changes in society there aren't really due to movies or music or
the style of clothes. Instead, there's been a steady erosion of respect
for responsibility, and a devaluation of honor. In fact, much the same
thing is happening there as has been happening here. And while I'm not
clear on all of the causes in either country, I'm perfectly aware of
the solution to the problem.
Honor and personal
responsibility must become the non-negotiable expectation in homes,
schools, and businesses everywhere. Those who lie or fail to keep their
word must not be protected or excused, but must experience real and
negative consequences for their actions. That means that the three year-old
who lies about breaking the vase should not be allowed to play with
his favorite toy for half an hour and will have to apologize to Mommy.
It means that the teen-ager who comes in an hour after curfew will have
her driving privileges suspended - without exceptions for work or special
events - for a couple of weeks. It means that the child who is failing
English will get an F whether it hurts his feelings or not. It means
that the employee who shows up drunk to work in the morning will be
fired before lunch.
Making excuses for
the inexcusable has not only discouraged those without honor from getting
any, but has dishonored us as well for our failure to value honor appropriately.
In a way, the lack of honor exhibited by some is a kind of reflection
on the rest of us who are apparently willing to accept that kind of
behavior as long as we can throw a law at it if we really need to. In
old Japan, the shame of inaction could be as great as the shame of action.
One way to redeem ourselves is to stop considering others less capable
- or culpable - than we are. And the best way to get others to be capable
and culpable is to expect it of them.
As George Bernard
Shaw said, "Freedom requires responsibility. That is why most men
dread it." Before we can win real freedom, we must make honor and
responsibility real virtues again. We must aspire to them ourselves,
and we must demand them of others. Bushido is a thousand years old,
and it comes from a philosophy that's foreign to most of us on many
levels. But the "way of the warrior" offers valuable insight
for freedom fighters, and the most dishonorable thing I can imagine
under any code of ethics is letting it fade unremarked into the past
as the Japanese, to their great loss, have begun to do.
Originally
posted from 11-30-03 to 12-07-03
Life, Death, and the Arbitrary Line Between
by Lady Liberty
I'm very much in
favor of the so-called right to die. If I was suffering from a painful
terminal illness, I'd almost certainly seek to die before the pain became
overwhelming. I'm not the only one who feels this way, hence the doctor-assisted
suicide legislation in several states (law, however, only in the state
of Oregon at this time).
I also have no desire
to live in a permanently unconscious state where I have been declared
brain dead, or where my brain function is so low that a respirator is
needed to keep me alive. I feel strongly enough abut it that I have
a living will to that effect. But also in my living will is a caveat:
If I'm breathing and my heart is beating without assistance, any nutritional
aids are to be kept in place. Where there remains some brain function,
there remains hope of recovery, however slim the hope might be and however
limited the eventual recovery could prove.
And that brings
me to the unutterably said case of Terri Schindler-Schiavo. Though breathing
on her own as well as maintaining a heartbeat and her body temperature,
she needs a tube in her stomach to receive fluids and nutrition. Her
husband has fought in court for years to have the tube removed. He was
finally successful in October and, over strong objections from Terri's
family and friends, the tube was removed. After six days, action
taken by Florida Governor Jeb Bush and the Florida State Legislature
resulted in the tube being restored. But the fight continues both in
and out of court with Terri's husband demanding she be "allowed"
to die, and Terri's family pleading that she be permitted to live.
Both sides insist
that both the law and morality is on their side. Her husband maintains
she's a "vegetable" who will never recover true consciousness.
Terri's parents say she already has. Mr. Schiavo says Terri once told
him she wouldn't want to live as she is now and that she deserves to
die with dignity (for the record, the Association of American Physicians
and Surgeons has publicly
stated this case is not a death with dignity issue). Her parents
say she never mentioned that to them, and they maintain her husband
never said anything about it either, until a large medical award was
given to Terri and her husband as guardian.
Several doctors
agree with Mr. Schiavo, saying that it is their opinion that Terri is
unresponsive and lacks the capacity for communication at any level.
Other doctors disagree, and even suggest that Terri could regain some
function if she receives therapy (her husband has forbidden any therapeutic
efforts).
Just prior to the
removal of the feeding tube, Terri's parent's begged for a little extra
time so that they could have the opportunity to teach Terri to swallow
on her own. There's some evidence that she could, indeed, learn to do
so. She doesn't drool, which means she still has at least some ability
to swallow without choking. Her husband refused.
There are also some
questions, at least in the minds of Terri's supporters, as to the cause
of her disability. Everyone agrees that Terri suffered a serious lack
of oxygen to her brain which caused the brain damage. Her husband, and
some doctors, say she had a sudden heart attack as the result of a potassium
imbalance (the large medical settlement the Schiavos received was due
to the failure of physicians to diagnose the imbalance before Terri's
ultimate collapse). But others claim that there were marks on Terri's
neck observed when she was rushed to the hospital, as well as the results
of some medical tests that some believe prove that somebody tried to
kill Terri. A few go the next step further and whisper that that somebody
was Terri's own husband.
Whatever the cause,
the facts remain that oxygen deprivation led to brain damage, and that
damage is permanent. Terri will never fully recover. But some continue
to say that Terri could improve, and there is some evidence that they
may be right. Despite an order prohibiting them from doing so, members
of Terri's family managed to videotape
some of their visits with her. On those tapes, Terri smiles when her
mother comes in the room. She obeys a doctor's command to open her eyes
as wide as she can. Her eyes follow moving objects. Heart rendingly,
family members say that they told Terri before the tube was removed
that she was about to be killed, and they claim she apparently panicked
and tried to get out of her chair. Doctors working for Terri's husband
say that all of these things are only reflex actions.
I'm not a medical
professional, but those videos are extraordinary. A close friend of
mine who has worked with people having conditions similar to Terri's
agrees with me. In her words, there's no doubt that "she's in there."
While it's not surprising that Mr. Schiavo could find a few doctors
to testify the way they have (medical science is inexact, after all,
and paid witnesses not necessarily reliable), it's shocking to me that
judges have disregarded testimony on the other side of the issue, particularly
when their opinion is so bolstered by the videos.
Terri's family and
friends continue to fight for her life as well as to celebrate
it. Terri's 40th birthday on December 3 has been cause to collect
emails and prayers as well as hundreds of cards and small gifts. Meanwhile,
Terri's husband
is suing to have "Terri's Law" declared unconstitutional.
His lawyers say the law violates Terri's rights. The State of Florida
says that, on the contrary, the law is protecting Terri's rights.
While Terri Schindler-Schiavo
committed no crime, she remains on what is essentially death row as
judges and lawyers continue to manipulate the word of the law to save
or condemn her. Meanwhile, it's becoming more and more clear that Terri's
life is inconvenient for her husband. He refuses to divorce her because
he would lose guardianship, but he is living with a woman he calls his
fianceé who has had one child with him and is pregnant with another.
The settlement money is being spent on Terri's care (such as it is,
without therapy), but if Terri were to die, her guardian would get whatever
remains.
Terri's parents
have asked that Mr. Schiavo divorce their daughter. They have told him
to keep the settlement money, and that they'll happily bear the burden
of medical expenses. He has refused. He has also forbidden
them to freely visit with their own child or to be given medical updates
as to her condition. Michael Schiavo is exhibiting a great deal of zealousness
to carry out the alleged wishes of a woman he threatened to leave
if she gained weight. There's almost certainly more to this story
than any of us will ever know.
I do believe in
death with dignity. But I do not believe that a life, limited by injury
or illness, is necessarily an indignity in and of itself. I do believe
that quality of life is more important than the quantity of life remaining.
But the ability to appreciate the company of others, and to experience
sufficient joy to smile, is indicative of quality. I do believe in the
right to die if a person so chooses to skip a week or two (or more)
of pain you and I can't even imagine. But the only pain Terri Schindler-Schiavo
has experienced lately has involved those six days off the feeding tube
where she began to dehydrate to death.
It remains to be
seen how the courts will finally decide in this case. But whatever each
of us believes is the right thing to do under the most extreme of circumstances,
we all have a personally vested interest in what happens next to Terri.
That's because her situation isn't extreme. In fact, it falls considerably
short of extreme. And if Terri dies of anything other than natural causes,
the line will be moved that much closer to where each of us already
lives. Will profoundly retarded children be the next we choose to have
"die with dignity?" How about the elderly who suffer from
Alzheimer's or dementia? And where, precisely, will the line be when
it's our turn to be affected by it?
Originally
posted from 08-17-03 to 08-24-03
Left in the Dark
by Lady Liberty
Not too long ago,
I wrote about welfare. In that particular commentary, I lamented those
who felt no shame at taking government handouts, and I wondered aloud
what had happened to personal responsibility. After this last week,
I've learned two more things that are reflective of the current sad
state of affairs. First of all, I've discovered that more people than
I had imagined are more dependent on some form of government authority
than I thought. Secondly, I regret to say that, had circumstances altered
just a little, I might very well have been one of them.
On August 14, portions
of the northeastern US experienced, along with parts of Canada, the
largest blackout in history. More than 50 million people in locales
ranging from New York City to Detroit found themselves without electric
power. The lucky ones saw their power restored in a matter of hours.
The less fortunate had to wait days.
In our modern society
with its dependence on computers and powered machinery, blackouts are
serious business. For example, tens of thousands were without drinking
water in Cleveland, Ohio because the city supplies its residents using
electrically powered pumps to siphon water from Lake Erie. The outage
occurred on a day when the temperatures and humidity were soaring throughout
much of the blackout area, and an adequate amount of water wasn't merely
a convenience but a necessity for survival.
As soon as the power
was disrupted, 9-1-1 dispatchers were overwhelmed with calls from citizens
asking if the authorities knew the power was out, and wondering when
the power would be turned back on. When those people who had real emergencies
could get through, a good number of the calls required the resucue of
people trapped in elevators. In my own office building, we were lucky
that the elevators were empty at the moment the power was cut off, and
fortunate as well that we only had seven floors to descend.
When we decided
the power wasn't coming back on anytime soon and we left for the day,
we witnessed a near-accident at an intersection where traffic signals
were dark. One man shouted at another, "It's a four-way stop, you
@%*!" In other communities, police - who could have been better
utilized helping with more important matters - were relegated to traffic
duty to ensure cars moved along smoothly and safely in the absence of
red and green lights.
As daylight faded,
fire departments began receiving large numbers of calls from people
who had resorted to candlelight in the darkness and had inadvertently
started fires. Most grocery stores locked their doors, but those few
that were open saw customers grabbing what provisions they could off
the shelves in the fear that power might not be restored as quickly
as hoped.
In my own house,
it was dark, quiet, and very, very hot. I couldn't recall whether or
not my water supply was dependent on electric power, so I played it
safe and left the faucets off. I racked my brain to remember exactly
what was in my freezer and refrigerator. Though I didn't think groceries
would last too long in the heat if the fridge wasn't working, I did
know they'd last a little longer if I didn't open the doors to check
on the contents. I decided to sit on my back porch where I had a faint
hope for a breeze while I considered my options. Leaning against one
wall on the back porch was my little hibachi grill. It would have come
in handy under the circumstances except for the fact I had no charcoal.
In fact, I didn't
have a lot of things. I didn't have any jugs of water in the refrigerator,
or anywhere else for that matter. That meant that, although I could
have managed a day or two drinking what was in the fridge (which happened
to be a small amont of beer and soda), I had no way of flushing the
toilet. I didn't have any granola or candy bars, or even any other kind
of snack food. Everything required cooking, and neither my electric
stove nor my microwave were much more at the moment than very heavy
paperweights. In the end, I discovered that I only really had two things
that were of any use. I had a large oil lamp (it's decorative, but functional),
and I had a solar-powered radio (with a hand crank for charging on cloudy
days or dark nights).
The oil lamp, of
course, didn't have any oil in it. But due to a fluke of fate, I'd been
given some lamp oil recently and was able to fill the lamp while there
was still daylight for me to see what I was doing. The radio had been
charging from a wall socket when the lights went out, and so had a full
charge. But none of that was due to any kind of advance planning on
my part. In fact, the only advance planning I'd made for that Thursday
night was a get-together with a friend to have dinner and watch a video.
In the end, my friend
and I got together anyway. Fortunately, she had a gas stove so we were
able to cook dinner. I brought my radio, so she, her husband, and I
listened to the wall-to-wall coverage of the blackout while we ate.
After dinner and with no relief to either the heat or the power outage
in sight, we decided to go for a boat ride. Out on the water, the night
was comfortable, but the view was eerie (though I live on Lake Erie,
there's no pun intended) as dusk fell unbroken by any artificial lighting
within sight. But just as we were returning to port, a light shone in
the distance. And then another. And then the whole town lit up.
The power had been
out for almost exactly four hours. And yet, from the reaction we had
when we saw the lights come back on, you would have thought it had been
days. Given our lack of preparation, we were very lucky it wasn't.
In considering everything
that happened that afternoon and evening, I realized that, had the the
power been out too long, I would have been in much the same position
of those irresponsible and unprepared people I often condemn. I would
have had little choice but to make my way to some local water station
for a hand-out, or a temporary soup-kitchen for lunch. (I did have a
full tank of gas and could have driven south until I was out of the
blackout zone, but I didn't know that during the power outage, and probably
wouldn't have had the outage continued long.) Sure, I can have some
small sop to my pride by noting that I wasn't needlessly flustered enough
to dial 9-1-1 for no good reason and that I actually know how four-way
stops work. But that's not very much in the face of such basics as,
say, drinking water.
I'm as guilty as
they come when we assume electricity and running water will simply be
provided as needed, and certainly guilty as well of failing to prepare
for those moments when they aren't. Those of us who don't prepare for
such events are going to find ourselves more dependent than ever on
government hand-outs. As such, we'll also be utterly within the government's
power and will have to do as we're told no matter what it may be.
Sure, you can believe
the authorities will only act for the good of the rest of us, and that
of course they'll take care of us until the disaster du jour has come
and gone. And yes, this time it was just a power outage and all's well
that ends well. But in a post 9/11 world, I trust you'll understand
I'm going to buy some charcoal and make a few plans anyway, won't you?
After all, along with personal responsibility I've also been known to
nag about learning from mistakes. Consider me educated.
Originally
posted from 08-10-03 to 08-17-03
Rights Not Won by Wrongs
by Lady Liberty
I don't support
gay rights per se. But I do support equal rights. What I mean by that
is that I don't believe any group, whether it be based on skin color
or sexual orientation, should get any kind of preferential treatment.
But I also consider it to be both unconstitutional and morally reprehensible
to actively discrminate against people for such reasons.
Some people think
that homosexuality needs to be an exception in the arena of discrimination
because they consider such behavior to be sinful. They have every right
to that belief. But others, including a significant number of religious
institutions, don't have a similar mindset. Witness, for example, the
recent Episcopal election of an openly homosexual priest to the level
of Bishop. They, too, have every right to that belief. Just as we don't
discriminate against people for their beliefs in this country, neither
should those people use their beliefs as a rationale to actively discriminate
against others.
Personally, I think
that if you consider something to be sinful, you shouldn't do it. And
as far as looking down your nose at those who do, well, there's plenty
of precedent in religion for you to ignore the fact that others don't
consider that same thing to be wrong. For example, some Christian denominations
think gambling is a sin. Yet Catholic bingo nights are all but an institution
in some places. Some religions take issue with dancing or the consumption
of alcoholic beverages. But you don't see people praying in front of
the nightclub or demanding that anyone who has a cocktail or two on
any given evening be summarily fired and run out of the neighborhood
because those who drink or dance might "influence the children".
Homosexuals have
been openly struggling against discrimination for some time now. The
recent Supreme Court decision concerning sodomy laws in the state of
Texas was a great victory not just for homosexuals but for every one
of us who values the few shreds of privacy the government still grudgingly
permits us. (The justices rendered their decision based on constitutional
implications of privacy and not on religious grounds, which has a substantial
contingent jumping up and down and worrying that the decision will suddenly
result in dramatic increases in the incidence of incest or polygamy,
something which has not happened in states that don't discriminate against
homosexual activity .)
Gay marriage is
another issue that's not likely to leave the judicial forefront any
time soon, particularly not since Canada has decided in favor of permitting
the legal relationship of two persons of the same gender. But it would
behoove everyone, particularly politicians, to recall that marriage
is a religious term, and its definition should be up to individual faiths.
The government should neither demand nor demean marriage, but should
facilitate some sort of contractual relationship between consenting
adults. Whether that relationship is "blessed" by some religion
or another is none of the government's business, and frankly, it's none
of anybody else's business, either.
Having had a number
of gay friends, and having dealt with some very painful situations accordingly,
I rejoice when people simply stop caring about what goes on in the bedroom
of a homosexual couple. Things are they way they should be when they
instead concentrate on whether or not the couple are good and decent
people who contribute to the local economy and society, who treat others
with kindness, and who mind their own business just as others are minding
theirs.
Events like the
annual Gay Days at Walt Disney World and the various Gay Pride parades
in cities across the country were intended as occasions when homosexuals
could have a good time in a celebratory atmosphere as well as an opportunity
to show heterosexual America that they were just like everybody else
in many ways. They, too, enjoyed amusement park rides and flower-covered
floats. They, like most of us, take summer vacations or appreciate a
good party. I've personally attended a few Gay Pride parades in years
past, and had a really good time. But it seems that things have changed
over the years, and not for the better.
According to an
article
published by Cybercast
News Service, a Christian group was more than a little upset that
Disney World let homosexuals hold Gay Days. Although Disney doesn't
specifically endorse the event - held annually since 1991 - it certainly
approves. After all, it gains as many as 100,000 visitors to the park
for Gay Days, and publicity is rarely a bad thing for a venue like Disney
World. And so, because it just couldn't stand the thought of homosexuals
being at the park at the same time some poor defenseless little child
might be there to see them, the Christian group decided it was going
to videotape all of these disgusting people in an effort to curtail
any future such events.
I was appalled at
this group's so-called Christianity because it was obviously of a hate-filled
variety. But then I read about what the group found, and I took a look
at some of the video tape it compiled. And although I still believe
the group would be perfectly happy to discriminate against all homosexuals,
I'm convinced it had some cause to do so against some of those in attendance
at this year's Gay Days, and that it has some complaints against Disney
World that are entirely valid.
According to the
reports, although guests at Disney World must wear shirts and shoes
at all times, a number of those in attendance at Gay Days were shirtless,
and some were even nude. Incidences were captured on video of men grabbing
each other's groins or buttocks, and openly engaging in simulated sex
acts. All of this was happening in full view of the families and children
who happened to also be in attendance during the Gay Days event. Disney
says it does enforce the rules, but one of the cameramen taping the
activities says that it was he who was approached by Disney security
instead, and that the security personnel asked him to put the camera
away.
On the heels of
the release of the video and accompanying report, people are now protesting
a planned Gay Community Day at a Philadelphia Phillies game. In a story
posted on the WorldNetDaily
website, although this is the first such event at Veterans Stadium,
it is said that some people are worried about a strong homosexual attendance
at the game because of an incident in Philadelphia earlier this year
when 11 homosexual men were arrested after a father and son walked into
a department store restroom and saw them engaging in sex acts there.
Certainly, there's
not a one of us who, when we love someone, doesn't hold our lover's
hand, or kiss our lover good-bye and hello on the front porch or as
we enter and leave our vehicles. These public displays of affection
are part of the fabric that binds us to our partners and that shows
the world our pride in our partners and the relationship we have. I
contend that identical displays of affection are acceptable in public
for homosexual couples as well, something with which the religious group
mentioned above would almost certainly strenuously disagree.
But where I draw
the line, and where I find myself in the unusual situation of actually
agreeing with this fundamentalist Christian group, is the behaviors
described - and shown! - at this year's Gay Days. And where I stand
with the Philadelphia protesters is in the disgust and outrage I feel
about grown men being so irresponsible and selfish as to engage in sex
acts in a very public restroom where anyone of any age could walk in
at any time.
Do I think homosexuals
should be treated just the same as everybody else? Yes, I do. But first,
I think a certain segment of that group is going to have to start behaving
just the same as everybody else, or face the same consequences the rest
of us would. That's not discrmination. That's true equality. And it's
clearly past time a little equality started getting applied.
Originally
posted from 07-27-03 to 08-03-03
I Want My Mommy!
by Lady Liberty
It was widely reported
recently that trial lawyers and a consumer health group are targeting
ice cream manufacturers and sellers for litigation. It seems that ice
cream has turned out to be fattening, and this particular coalition
blames the failure of ice cream makers to find healthier ingredients,
or to put warnings on menus, for obesity in America today. Although
some people think such threats and lawsuits have gone too far, I just
want to take this opportunity to thank the lawyers and the health group
for their efforts on my behalf. You see, I had no idea up until now
that products made largely of sugar and butterfat might not be good
for me in quantity!
I am also delighted
that some people have sued restaurants such as McDonalds. Until those
lawsuits were filed, how was I to know that deep fried potatoes might
not be both a low calorie delight as well as a particularly healthful
food? And you cannot imagine how surprised I was to learn that some
restaurants serve hot coffee that's actually hot! Thankfully, people
who burned themselves gulping the drink or putting it between their
legs while they drove served to let all of us know that our hot drink
might not be cold.
As a former smoker,
I should also confess that the warning labels cigarette manufacturers
were forced to put on their packaging many years ago meant nothing to
me. I found the pretty letters quite lovely, and the stark white box
they were printed in to be just another decorative element on the attractive
packages. It wasn't until lawyers repeatedly claimed that smokers didn't
know that smoking was bad for them that I finally understood that the
warnings might have meant something, although they were so obscure and
unpublicized that I can't imagine how I was to have guessed.
Let's not forget
the tragic story
of the baseball player who burned himself while ironing his shirt, either.
Poor John Smoltz burned his chest because he happened to be wearing
the shirt at the time he was ironing it. Apparently, he didn't read
the warning label that comes with every iron these days advising consumers
that they should remove their clothing before ironing it. Perhaps the
warnings should be larger or more brightly colored to ensure we see
them and read them. Until such changes are made, it's clearly the iron
manufacturer's fault that the man suffered such an injury!
One of my own local
newspapers published a list of tragic firearms mishaps several years
ago while it was editorializing against any concealed carry legislation
in the state. The number one tragedy on the list was the story of a
man who, having purchased a shotgun, was showing his girlfriend how
cool it was. Shouting, "Look, honey! Look what I can do!"
he put the barrel of the gun in his mouth and manipulated the trigger
with his toe. The gun, which was loaded at the time, worked perfectly.
Obviously, the poor victim had no idea that putting a gun in your mouth
and pulling the trigger might be dangerous. Perhaps this is why the
firearms industry is the latest target of lawyers and special interest
groups.
When I was a small
child, my mother used to grab me by the arm to pull me away from traffic,
or to stop me from touching such fascinating things as a hot stove or
a sharp knife. Without Mom nearby, though, I have a difficult time determining
just what I should do and should not do, and what's harmful and what
isn't. It's sure a good thing that the government and a number of eager
legal beavers are ready to step into the breach left by Mommy when I
moved out of the house! God only knows what I might do if I'm not thoroughly
protected by those who are interested only in my own good.
But until the lawyers
can get everything set up to where I'm perfectly safe at all times,
I think it might be a really good idea to print at least one more warning
label. We'll need to ensure that the glue is hypoallergenic of course,
and that we carefully direct folks as to which side to affix to their
foreheads, but I think it'll work just fine if we explain its proper
use. The label should say "Warning: Stupid Person Without a Clue."
After all, it's becoming readily apparent that we need to watch out
for all of those stupid folks. It seems it's always somebody else's
responsibility whenever they do something stupid, and that somebody
else needs to be blamed. I don't want that somebody else to be me! Besides,
when you think about it, those stupid people are a whole lot more dangerous
to the rest of us than some inanimate object, like an iron or a gun,
which really represent no problem at all. Until, that is, one is picked
up by a Stupid Person...
Originally
posted from 06-15-03 to 06-22-03
Don't Kid Yourself
by Lady Liberty
I don't like children.
I never have. Some people have called me selfish because I don't want
a child, and my answer to them is this: You're right. Aside from the
fact that I genuinely don't like kids, I have a lifestyle with which
children would interfere. I'm politically active (big surprise!). I
work full time, and I like what I do. I have a busy social schedule
that combines participation in local events, interaction with friends,
and volunteer projects. Besides, have I mentioned that I don't like
children? I may be selfish, but it seems to me I'm a better parent than
those people who are either too blind or too proud to admit that they,
too, are unsuited to play the role of mom or dad.
Why do people have
children? There are a number of reasons. Among those I've heard:
• To save
a marriage - Big mistake. Kids aren't easy to raise. Babies are more
than a little demanding of time and emotional resources. If a marriage
is already on the rocks, imagine adding sleepless nights, no time off
to be alone together, and crying that, on some occasions, just won't
quit. Throw in the financial burden, and the marriage will probably
end sooner rather than later. Two selfish people - people who placed
the hopes for their own relationship above the interests of an innocent
child - will now pay the price. But their selfishness will result in
the unfortunate child paying with them.
• To leave
a legacy - What did you have in mind? Kids don't often grow up to be
the way you plan them. All a good parent can do is teach a child as
much as possible and then get out of the way. My parents are good and
decent people. They taught me much of what they knew, and impressed
on me all of what they believed. Some of their teaching rubbed off;
much of it didn't. It's a good thing they weren't expecting to leave
a legacy! Only a selfish person would demand a child follow in his or
her footsteps. Unfortunately, there's no shortage of selfish people
out there.
• To fulfill
a parent's own dreams - Sure, you wish you'd been on the high school
baseball team or that you'd taken a chance on being in that beauty pageant.
But what if your kid isn't particularly coordinated? What if she's,
well, kind of plain? Forcing children into the mold of what you were
unable to accomplish yourself is frustrating for you and painful for
them at best. And the only motivation you could possibly have for behaving
in such a manner is pure, unadulterated selfishness.
What about those
people who decide they want children, and who wait until they're stable
enough to deal with the stresses of a family? Some of them are at least
as selfish as those who have kids for any or all of the wrong reasons.
How so? They demand that any child must be of their own blood for it
to be theirs.
Consider for a moment
the case of the septuplets born to a lower middle class Iowa couple
in 1997. They had a tiny one-bedroom house. Dad was a car salesman,
a career not typically given to large paychecks. And yet the two got
the money together to have fertility treatments and had a child. But
that wasn't enough. The pair had to have another child, and it had to
be of their own blood (having seen the family numerous times on television,
it's hard to guess what it is that's so valuable about their genetics
that it must be passed on). Kenny and Bobbi McCaughey engaged in more
expensive fertility treatments which resulted in the birth of seven
children in one "litter". At the time, Bobbi told reporters
that having seven babies was "God's will". No it wasn't. God
didn't want her to have children of her own at all. These selfish people
took a vast amount of resources for their own fulfillment, and left
a couple of babies stricken with cerebral palsy and a household that
needs financial assistance to survive (a house, van, supplies, and even
college scholarships were donated, but much more will be needed in the
coming years).
So add to the list
of bad reasons to have a child one more: biological urges. Animals can
breed. As humans, we should be able to overcome our biology until the
timing is right. And if our biology doesn't cooperate, the couple who
truly wants parenthood will recognize that it's the child that makes
them parents, not the childbirth.
A child is a tremendous
burden where emotions, finances, time, and energy are concerned. The
demands for attention are non-negotiable. It is not possible for a man
or a woman to be both selfish and a good parent. They must be willing
to literally stop in their tracks at the whim or the need of their child.
Good parents aren't rare, but they're not common, either. Mediocre parents,
on the other hand, are rampant. And it's largely mediocrity in parenthood
that's resulted in the rash of crime and other assorted misbehaviors
from kids.
Mother's Day and
Father's Day are both over for the year. We've given the jewelry or
flowers, the power tools or ties, and we've sent the sentimental greeting
cards. Before next year, it might be a good idea for those who are thinking
about parenthood to consider all of the bad reasons for becoming parents.
It would be even better for them to remember that there's only one good
reason to have children at all: because you can't imagine living without
them.
If that's true,
then dreams for the future are only of happiness and fulfillment, not
of specific accomplishments. Blood doesn't matter. An athletic or intellectual
pedigree doesn't matter. All that counts is a the smile on the face
of the baby in your arms. Until that's the case, a good parent-to-be
must admit to selfishness and hold off on parenthood. To do anything
less is to strive for mediocrity at best. Unless that's what we want
for our children, why would we grasp at it for ourselves?
Originally
posted from 05-18-03 to 05-26-03
Learned Behavior
by Lady Liberty
This past Friday
evening, I was one of a group of several people gathered at a local
bar for a few drinks at the end of a long work week. As we all talked
about the various trials and tribulations we'd each endured on the job
and our plans for the weekend, one man laughingly described a conversation
he'd had with a friend earlier in the day. The man, who is a teacher
at a local school, teased his buddy who teaches in a neighboring district.
"How many times have the police been to your building today?"
he asked. "None," the friend replied. "They've been to
our building three times today," the first man responded. As those
of us seated around the table gaped at him, he added matter-of-factly,
"That makes nine arrests in the last two months."
The town we live
in is not a large one with a rough and tumble inner city school district.
The man does not teach at a juvenile detention facility, nor does he
work with high-risk high school students. He does, in fact, teach at
the local junior high school, where the oldest students are perhaps
14 or 15 years old. One of the most recent arrests of which he spoke
involved an altercation between him and a young female student. It seems
the girl didn't want to go to class when the bell rang. When the teacher
told her she needed to get to class, she began to hurl obscenities at
him at the top of her lungs. As he tried to quiet her, she informed
him - still at high volume - that he wasn't her father and she could
do as she pleased. The police removed her from the building, and she
is now doing as she pleases elsewhere.
The teacher, although
not overly shaken by the event, told his superiors that he was going
to take the rest of the day off. He used the time to file charges against
the girl with the authorities. He was given the time to do so without
question because it's written into his contract that teachers can take
a mental health break at any time they're physically or verbally abused
or threatened by a student. He and other teachers are prohibited in
that same contract, however, from taking any action of any kind to actually
discipline a student.
A child who will
use the kind of language this teacher reported, and who will use it
in the most disrespectful manner possible to an authority figure, has
obviously had little or no parental guidance or discipline through the
years. With parents unwilling to discipline children, and teachers prevented
from disciplining children, it shouldn't be so surprising that the police
pay regular visits to a junior high school. And yet it's still a bit
of a shock to realize we're not discussing tough-talking 18 year-old
drop-outs, but rather 13 year-old girls who should be anxious to take
advantage of extra-curricular activities, and who have crushes on cute
boys and are looking forward to being old enough to date.
In Illinois, it
was a group of high school girls, most of whom were supposedly the "good
kids", who got in a good deal of legal trouble over what they call
hazing. Police, however, are calling it assault. The senior girls were
engaging in an annual event where juniors are welcomed to a powder-puff
football squad with some hazing from their upperclassmen. In years past,
the event was a fun rite of passage. This year, however, five girls
landed in the hospital after they were among a group showered with pig
intestines, covered with human excrement, knocked down, and kicked repeatedly.
The event was caught on video tape, so the culprits are identifiable,
and the extent to which the so-called hazing was escalated is painfully
obvious.
That the hazing
got out of hand is bad enough. But as school officials discuss disciplining
those involved with measures ranging from ten day suspensions to expulsion,
one parent in attendance at a school board meeting pleaded lenience
for his daughter. He said the 18 year-old's plans to attend college
next fall would be jeopardized if she was expelled, and he asked that
the punishment be changed to a shorter suspension and perhaps community
service. Even if school board officials don't capitulate (there's no
indication at the moment that they will), this father is teaching his
nearly grown daughter that inappropriate actions need not have negative
consequences if only you have some reason punishment will hurt too much.
The mother of one
of the victims of the hazing was there when the man spoke, and she countered
by asking him if he'd be so inclined toward lenience if it was his daughter
that had had human feces shoved in her mouth. Perhaps he may have been.
After all, in making pleas to have excused the inexcusable, he's clearly
talking through quite a mouthful of something.
The school board
members are taking action based on violations of the school's hazing
policy and sections of the Illinois School Code. But police may take
the matter further. The high school's investigation has purportedly
concluded that the girls involved broke assault and battery laws. It's
likely that a conviction or a guilty plea to such a charge would look
even worse on a school transcript or a résumé than would
a suspension or expulsion.
School officials
are clearly doing what they can, but through the years they've limited
themselves to the point where today they're all but helpless to discipline
a student. The incessant focus on self-esteem in the classroom may have
made kids think more highly of themselves. But it's also made them think
only of themselves. And parents are becoming more and more willing
to demand that even the most egregious behavior by their children be
ignored or excused. As a result, kids are becoming less and less responsible,
and more and more dangerous to themselves and others.
At one time, the
last resort of the teacher was to send an unruly student to the principal's
office. It was then that a parent was frequently called, and the quaking
child waited for the wrath that was mom or dad to come down on his head.
But in an era where parents are told they shouldn't strike a child,
or even raise a voice to a child, many kids have no fear and very little
respect for authority in the home. And when teachers are taught to consider
a child's feelings first rather than his performance when giving grades
or offering criticism, kids have no respect for teachers, either. Is
it really such a surprise, then, that so many kids have no respect for
each other?
Originally
posted from 05-11-03 to 05-18-03
Laci's Legal Legacy
by Lady Liberty
Sad things happen
every day. But there haven't been too many sadder things reported lately
than the murder of young mother-to-be Laci Peterson. In the midst of
all of the grief, it turns out the Peterson case is also providing a
good deal of political fodder for the abortion debate.
The recovery of
the bodies of Laci Peterson and her unborn son, Conner, have dominated
the news recently. A woman's partially dismembered and decomposed body
was found washed up on a California beach; a short distance away, the
body of an infant boy, umbilical cord still attached, was discovered.
Tests confirmed the identity of the corpses, and Laci's husband, Scott,
has been arrested and charged with a double homicide.
Laci's devastated
parents have appeared tearfully on television pleading for justice for
their daughter and unborn grandson. Scott's parents also ask for justice,
but they want it for their son who, they claim, was arrested in a rush
by police who had made up their minds as to his guilt with little or
no evidence to support their conclusions. As for Scott Peterson himself,
he had been having an affair in the weeks prior to his wife's murder,
and when he was picked up by police was seen to have dyed his hair and
grown a goatee, and was carrying $10,000 in cash. He has pleaded not
guilty to the charges against him.
However circumstance,
opportunity, or motive might appear, Scott Peterson must be presumed
innocent until such time as he's proven guilty in a court of law. Any
arguments one way or the other will soon be centered in a courtroom
where a jury will consider whether or not he's guilty of a double homicide.
But it's that very charge - whether Peterson is found guilty or not
- that could also end up in court.
In the state of
California, a person found guilty of murder can be punished only with
jail time. A double murder, though, makes a convicted criminal eligible
for the death penalty. It was, at least in part, the desire to try Peterson
for his life that led authorities to decide on the double homicide charge.
(Interestingly, if Peterson were charged under federal statute, he could
only be charged with a single murder. Federal law considers crimes committed
only against the pregnant woman herself. Legislation
is now being introduced in both the House and Senate to change that.)
Some women's groups
reacted to the charge almost before the ink was dry on the arrest warrant.
Because Laci's baby had not yet been born at the time of her death,
these women believe any suspect should be charged with one murder and
not two. They fear that classifying the death of an unborn child as
a homicide confers personhood on a fetus and thus has serious repercussions
where abortion is concerned. Although they have a point, their fears
are unfortunately likely to prove groundless. After all, though California
law specifically considers the intentional killing of a fetus to be
murder, an exception is included in the law for surgical abortions.
There are already
laws on the books in many states that pertain to the death of an unborn
child. Each of those laws, regardless of what other words they include,
as an "except for abortion" clause somewhere in the content.
In some states, deliberately inducing miscarriage is a crime. Except,
of course, for abortion which can actually be defined as the deliberate
induction of a miscarriage. In some states, causing the death of a fetus
by injuring its mother (such as in a drunk driving accident) will result
in charges for killing the unborn child. Again, injuries to a fetus
are exempted from criminal statues in the case of abortion.
In a Connecticut
case decided recently, the State Supreme Court upheld the assault
conviction of a man who attempted to induce an abortion by slipping
his girlfriend labor-inducing medication. Defense attorneys had argued
that the fetus was his target and so he couldn't have assaulted the
girlfriend. The justices unanimously ruled, however, that the fetus
was a part of the woman much like "teeth, skin, and hair"
all of which are eventually shed. Bizarrely, this decision didn't make
either side of the abortion debate happy. Pro-life forces say that this
"body part" can have a different blood type, and certainly
has different DNA than the mother, so how can it be just another part
of her? Abortion advocates didn't care for an addendum offered by one
of the justices that said a fetus could be considered both a part of
another's body and its own separate entity.
The entire crux
of the abortion debate hinges on when a fetus is a life. And that's
why the debate continues to be ongoing. There is a very fuzzy line that
no one has been able to adequately define in a manner on which everyone
agrees. For example, some religions believe that, without a soul, a
fetus isn't human. Catholics and some others believe that fetuses are
endowed with a soul at conception. The Bible says babies are given a
soul with their first breath. Others think of a growing fetus as a baby
as its features become more and more recognizable as such (though most
of them don't know that recognizability comes quite early in a pregnancy).
Those who don't
consider religious arguments typically think a fetus under the age of
about three months or so is less than human. They're countered by those
who say such fetuses have the undeniable potential to become human in
a short amount of time (which, of course, opens the argument that all
sperm are sacred because they, too, are potential humans, something
which many Catholics also believe, but that's not a part and parcel
of the argument today). Most people think that fetuses that have reached
an age of viability - in other words, can survive independently of the
mother - are human, a place into which Laci's 8-month fetus certainly
fits. But with modern medicine making continuous progress, fetuses born
as early as 5 and 6 months have survived and grown into healthy children.
So that line, too, is rapidly becoming less defined.
The law, on the
other hand, cannot be ambiguous. If it were, there would be too many
exceptions to the rules and that would result in chaos in a relatively
short order. That the Petersons could have terminated Laci's pregnancy
legally and without repercussion on the one hand, and that California
could consider the death of the fetus a homicide on the other is a dichotomy
that represents a threat to the law itself as well as to those who think
abortion isn't murder. Perhaps the first and best step in cleaning up
the ethical and legal mess we've made is to straighten out such conundrums.
What abortion rights
advocates likely fear the most right now is the overwhelming public
consensus that Scott Peterson should be charged with a double
homicide. The memorial service held for Laci Peterson on May 4 was for
her and her son, not for her alone, and large numbers of people
grieved for both of the dead. The line has now clearly been moved back
from birth to 8 months. That's a start.
Originally
posted from 04-13-03 to 05-11-03
On the Front Lines of Feminism
by Lady Liberty
A few weeks ago,
PFC Jessica Lynch was just another soldier in just another support capacity
in Operation Iraqi Freedom. Then her convoy made a wrong turn in the
desert and was attacked by Iraqi soldiers. In the ensuing firefight,
both Americans and Iraqis died, and Jessica was taken captive. After
her whereabouts were reported to coalition forces, a daring rescue was
staged, and PFC Lynch found herself once again in the hands of friendly
forces. She has also ended up at the center of a media circus.
Many people are
calling Jessica a hero now. In fact, there's an online
thank you to Jessica for her heroism that's been set up by the people
at MillionsofAmericans.com.
But she is really no more or less a hero than those other American soldiers
who are in Iraq today. Anyone who volunteers for military service knows
what he or she potentially risks, and yet they volunteer anyway. Certainly
that's heroic in and of itself. But she signed up more to get money
for college than to defend her country, and that's largely a calculated
gamble rather than an unselfish act of courage.
Certainly her reasons
for joining the Army have nothing to do with the fact that she reportedly
fought back when the Iraqi soldiers attacked and may have killed or
wounded a few before she was taken into custody. But isn't that what
any armed soldier would have done, particularly when confronted by the
equally armed enemy? Yes, she suffered horribly at the hands of the
Iraqis (two broken legs, a broken arm, an injured back, at least one
bullet wound, and reportedly some torture to top it off). But suffering
something over which you have no control isn't necessarily heroic. A
strong will? Yes. But heroic? The Iraqi lawyer who risked everything,
including his life and the lives of his wife and child, to get word
to the Americans as to Jessica's status and location is the real hero.
He didn't need to do anything, but he freely chose to risk it all, and
he didn't stand to get tuition money or a medal for it, either.
Of course, the fact
that a woman was captured and tortured has reignited the debate over
women in combat. But first and foremost, PFC Lynch wasn't assigned to
a combat position. She was assigned to offer support to those who were
in combat. She never would have seen any enemy fire from close range
if the convoy hadn't somehow taken that wrong turn. Perhaps there are
arguments for or against women on the front lines, but Jessica Lynch
shouldn't rightfully be central to any debate position. Her circumstances
were the result of an accident. And as for whether or not women should
even be allowed in positions that might accidentally come under fire,
well, at least one commentator suggests, "Why
Don't They Ask Jessica Lynch?" Writer Martha Ackerman says
that appeals to protect women often result in prohibiting women from
that which they have the skills and the right to do, a position which
has real merit.
On the other hand,
one has to wonder if such a daring rescue, risking the lives of a number
of special operations troops, would have been attempted if Jessica were
a man. If the answer to that question is "yes", then women
in services comparable to Jessica's don't pose a problem. The answer,
however, might be "no". According to an article originating
with Scripps Howard News Service and reprinted at DA*DI,
the "Rescue
of Jessica Lynch is Highly Unusual in History". In fact, it
may be the first successful raid since World War II. And previous attempts
were typically made to rescue groups of people, not a single soldier.
If the case can be made that Jessica's capture drew more attention from
military planners because she was a woman, then the case can also be
made that a number of men were placed in deliberate danger solely to
rescue her. And that well illustrates the often purported added danger
to men in combat that women on the front lines could conceivably cause.
Regardless of the
rationale behind the rescue or the suffering she endured, PFC Jessica
Lynch is coming out of this ordeal with substantially more than the
hope of tuition money. In fact, she won't be needing tuition money at
all. Two colleges have already offered her full scholarships once she's
ready to enroll. As for spending money, well, NBC is already talking
about making
a movie about her ordeal. Her medical prognosis is good, and her
future seems assured. It's almost enough to make you forget that there
are still other POW's in Iraq, and that Lynch wasn't the only woman
among them. So far, I've not heard of any movie deals or Hawaiian vacations
being offered for any of the others.
As difficult as
it must be for those who've fought and been wounded in Iraq to see the
attention Lynch is getting, how much worse must it be for those captured
and held in Viet Nam? Some endured for years before their release, and
returned back home where they not only weren't adored by the media but
were frequently the targets of disdain from the public. Weren't their
sacrifices, too, made in the name of liberty? And don't they also deserve
our gratitude?
It seems to me that
the many rewards offered to PFC Jessica Lynch are, in fact, because
she's female. Viet Nam was an unpopular war, but Scott O'Grady (the
pilot downed behind enemy lines in Bosnia who survived a harrowing week
hiding from enemy soldiers, eating bugs and grass, before his rescue)
didn't get the kind of attention Lynch is enjoying. POWs from Desert
Storm didn't get the kind of attention Lynch is enjoying, either. But
none of them were petite, blonde, and pretty.
I don't mean to
minimize the contributions made by Jessica Lynch. I deeply appreciate
that, whatever her reasons, she joined the Army and willingly went to
fight for freedom. I feel terribly sorry for her suffering, and wish
her a complete recovery. But I also wish she'd get her thanks not for
being rescued, but for being there at all. I would hope her reward would
consist of the admiration and respect of those for whom she fought rather
than the many gifts she's being offered. And I think she should get
the same medal that men in her position would receive, no more and no
less. If you want true equality, there it is.
Unfortunately, the
women who claim to want true equality have been busy. They've been staying
in cozy hotels and homes, dressed in comfortable clothes, and walking
back and forth near the gates of Augusta National. The biggest danger
they've faced is a lack of media coverage for their protests. In comparison,
that does make PFC Jessica Lynch look pretty damned heroic after all.
Follow-up:
In recent days, there have actually been suggestions that Jessica Lynch
receive the Congressional Medal of Honor. This is a medal rarely given.
It is reserved for the most heroic of men and women, and is often awarded
posthumously as a result. To give Lynch such an award would be to dishonor
those brave few who have received the Medal in the past. Quite simply,
she doesn't even come close to deserving it. If people are looking for
a worthy recipient in this conflict, they need look no farther than
one Sgt. Smith, a man whose heroism saved many lives at the expense
of his own. Smith's story is as underreported as Lynch's has been overhyped.
Take a moment now if you will to
read more about Smith and what he did. Now compare his story with
Lynch's. I think even Jessica Lynch hereself would agree that there
is no comparison.
Originally
posted from 02-23-03 to 03-02-03
Campaign
of Lies
by Lady Liberty
In the decades since
the institution of the so-called War on Drugs, there's been little success
by authorities in stemming the flow of illicit substances into the country
and onto the streets. Some pinned their hopes to an anti-drug educational
campaign geared to minimize any demand for drugs. That, too, has been
unsuccessful.
The lack of success
in the War on Drugs from an authoritarian standpoint is easily explained
when you realize that the profits are just too great. Despite the threat
of significant jail time, the tempting lure of serious cash keeps the
smugglers and dealers in business, and provides for ready and willing
replacements for those few who are taken of the streets by police. This
is one of the most compelling arguments offered by those in favor of
decriminalizing illegal drugs. It is also, however, the topic for another
essay.
As an aside, arresting
the end user and imposing draconian sentences have absolutely no effect
on the dealers, either, and little effect on other users. What it does
affect is the families of people who may have been perfectly functional
and contributing members of society, but who occasionally chose a recreational
activity frowned upon by the powers that be. But this, too, is another
essay in the making.
It is the other
half of the War on Drugs - the anti-drug educational campaigns - that
has drawn my attention recently. The current government campaign involves
the claim that anyone who purchases drugs is helping to fund terrorism.
Of course, that's almost entirely untrue. And, in a nutshell, there's
the reason for the ongoing failure of the educational campaigns: they're
lies. And kids know when they're being lied to.
Most marijuana comes
from Mexico or illicit fields in the United States. Mexican nationals,
to the best of my knowledge, are not commonly known as terrorists in
the US or anywhere else. Cocaine comes almost entirely from a few South
American countries. Now while the drug cartels terrorize people on a
local scale and cause their governments a host of problems, they, too,
are not terrorists as are implicated in the commercials.
Heroin comes from
opium poppies, and Afghanistan used to grow fields of the flowers for
just that purpose. Ironically, the US cut a deal with the Taliban to
support a takeover of the existing government in exchange for the destruction
of the poppy fields. The Taliban took over, aided and abetted by the
US. The poppy fields, of course, weren't much affected by any of this
because the Taliban needed money just like the former government needed
money. The Taliban is certainly tied closely to terrorism, but it was
the US government that worked with them originally, not the US drug
user.
A few years ago,
there was a series of anti-drug commercials that were meant to scare
the pants off kids considering giving cocaine a try. A young man tries
coke "just one time" and falls over dead, the victim of a
cocaine-induced heart attack. Oooooh, scary! The problem is that we
all know someone who has used cocaine and is still alive and kicking,
and almost none of us know anyone who keeled over after snorting a single
line. Even though a heart attack is possible, it's an extremely remote
possibility. By using such an extraordinarily unlikely consequence as
an example, it looked to kids like the grown-ups were lying.
Calling marijuana
a "gateway drug" is based solely on a study that made such
inappropriate use of statstical analysis that it was actually used in
my university statistics classes as an example of how not to
do an analysis. The study consisted of the survey of a number of heroin
users. Each was asked, "Have you ever used marijuana?" An
overwhelming majority answered in the affirmative, and the researchers
said this "proved" that smoking pot led to the use of harder
drugs. Now watch while I use identical methodology to "prove"
going to church causes murder: Ask every man and woman on death row,
"Have you ever been to church?" What do you think the majority
will say? And do you, for a second, think having attended a church service
made them do what they did? Kids are young, not stupid.
Of course, everything
we say about marijuana to kids is colored by the fact that we say it
with a gin and tonic in our hand. And folks, there's absolutely no difference
between pot and alcohol. Well, there's one. Too much alcohol can kill
you, while the there has never been a single instance of a marijuana
overdose. Oh, yes. Alcohol can be physically addictive. Marijuana isn't
(although for some people there may be a psychological dependence developed).
So now we're not only liars, we're the worst kind of hypocrite. And
kids know it.
Do I believe that
drug use is harmless? No. I don't think kids, whose brains and bodies
are still developing, should use any kind of drug. So what would I tell
kids to educate them about drug use? The truth.
LSD won't make you
think you can fly and jump off a highrise building to prove it. It can,
however, damage your chromosomes, meaning you'll give birth someday
to little monsters. Might not happen. But it might. That's the truth,
it's a scary truth, and there's no way to tell if it'll happen to you
or not until it does.
Cocaine almost certainly
won't give you a heart attack. It will, however, put a hole in your
wallet big enough to drive a truck through. The high doesn't last long,
so you'll be forced to get more and more. And if you keep it up, your
nose will have a hole in the septum almost as big as the one in your
wallet, something which those of the opposite sex will not find
attractive. If you want to spend a lot of money, why not spend it on
something that'll last longer than twenty minutes, like hip huggers
which will last at least another half an hour before they're out of
style again.
Heroin is wildly
addictive, horribly expensive, and something about which no lies need
be told to describe how truly dangerous it is. Purity differs so much
from purchase to purchase that a quantity that did little for you last
time will kill you between one heartbeat and the next this time. Dirty
needles cause nasty infections; shared needles can cause fatal infections
like AIDS. Why pretend buying heroin will fry your brain like an egg
when the reality is so much more graphic and frankly even worse?
Crystal meth - a
powerful form of speed - is, according to news reports, gaining in popularity.
The manufacture of it is dangerous (the chemicals are highly volatile),
but the profits are good enough that some people will risk it. Before
you stick any of it up your nose or in your pipe, though, run out and
check under Mom's sink. Grab a bottle of ammonia, and take a big whiff.
After your eyes are done watering and the burning in your nose subsides
and you've finished choking, take note of the fact that ammonia is a
primary ingredient in methamphetamine. Ouch! Explain how that's
a good idea! The fact that it can be addictive and will burn a hole
through your nose quicker than cocaine is incidental, and that it's
not particuarly cheap, either, is a distant third on the scale of worries.
As far as marijuana
goes, well, I'm in favor of across the board legalization and won't
hide that. It does need to be treated with age restrictions, however.
A student can't learn in school while high on pot any more than he can
while he's drunk on vodka. And any foreign substance - whether it be
alcohol, THC, or nicotine - represents a danger to developing bodies
and organs. But again, if these reasons are good enough to justify the
age restrictions, why aren't they good enough to tell the kids?
There is, unfortunately,
little doubt that the Drug Czar's office will continue as it has in
the past, wasting taxpayer dollars on enforcement that will never work,
and on educational programs that don't work. After all, DARE (Druge
Abuse Resistance Education) programs have now been shown in a number
of studies to be worthless (at best; in a few studies, DARE participants
were actually more likely to try drugs than students not enrolled
in the program), yet the program remains a mainstay in elementary schools
everywhere. At least some of us might consider taking matters into our
own hands, actually talking to kids, and giving them reason to both
stay away from drugs and to respect us all the more by telling them
the truth.
I'd like to help
out with all that, I really would. I'm afraid I'm too busy right now,
though. I need to head over to the local car dealership to trade in
my four wheel drive. I saw a commercial last week that said anybody
who drives an SUV is supporting terrorism.
CORRECTION/ADDENDUM:
Last week, I wrote
an essay entitled "Campaign of Lies". It addressed the fact
that much of the government's educational campaign against drugs involves
exaggeration or outright falsehood. It was my contention that the campaigns
are so unsuccessful in some significant part because kids know they're
hearing lies. One of several examples I used involved LSD and whether
or not it would make you jump out a window, thinking you could fly (it
won't). I said that it could, however, cause chromosomal damage and
that maybe we should just tell kids the truth since the truth was plenty
scary enough.
I did not get that
information from a government source or an anti-drug organization. I
got it privately from a doctor that I believed I could trust to tell
me the truth. As it turns out, either he didn't know any better or he
was lying, too. A reader was kind enough to let me know that there is
no definitive evidence that LSD causes such damage, and pointed me in
the direction of some research on the subject. What I learned was this:
The study most often credited with "proving" the point involved
massive amounts of LSD literally bathing cells in petri dishes. The
same study showed that aspirin and caffeine both caused greater damage
than did the LSD.
If you're interested
in learning more of the facts for yourself, consider reading The Consumers
Union Report on Licit and Illicit Drugs, Chapter 50, How
LSD Was Popularized, 1962-1969 and Hallucinogens,
Chapter 16 of a University of Arizona publication on the same general
topic.
The general thrust
of "Campaign of Lies" still stands as I wrote it: tell the
truth to kids, and we'll get better results in preventing them from
using drugs as children. If I could add a second direction to the essay,
I think I'd suggest we told the truth to adults as well. Thanks to the
reader who was able to tell me kindly that I was wrong, and who generously
pointed to some very helpful factual information available online.
Lady
Liberty
March 5, 2003