
When I went up to the Hill yesterday, I found it rather dismaying that the biggest scrum of the day surrounded Liberal MP Scott Brison on the Tom Lukiwski issue. For the second day in a row.
Many of the journalists stood around the sanctimonious Brison with their brows furrowed, looks of deep concern and outrage seemingly manifested by the deep cleft between their eyebrows. This despite Lukiwski's second abject apology, a full six minutes worth in the House of Commons.
Then as I wondered why this non-story is more important to my colleagues than the abuses of freedom of speech and freedom of religion by Canada's "human rights" regime, I realized one reason why they have
not been all over the Canadian Human Rights Commission and its provincial counterparts. It's because many of them could probably leave their present gigs as monitors of politically correct opinion in the Halls of Parliament and become official monitors and censors over at the CHRC and feel absolutely smug and self-righteous about the job change. Given the job cuts looming over at the Toronto Star and other print establishments, maybe some will be looking for openings when the stress gets to be too much for present investigators.
Some members of the journalistic pack came across to me as little Torquemadas and officious self-righteous Senator Joseph McCarthys advancing their own secularist fundamentalist dogma, policing it with glee and seemingly eager to blacklist or sanction anyone hapless enough to get caught violating their norms. And in this anti-religion, apparently, forgiveness plays no part, nor does redemption or the possibility of change and genuine reconciliation. All evidence, frankly of the superiority of my Christian faith. But I'm just sayin'. Proposing rather than imposing, if you will. No one has to read my blog.
As I wrote the other day, I could NOT believe that Robert Fife's story on Tom Likiwski's juvenile, anti-homosexual remarks let the CTV newscast on Thursday. Over at
Small Dead Animals, there is a
You Tube version of Fife's talk-back with CTV Anchor Lloyd Robertson that shows his glee as he discusses knuckledragging social conservatives with a hidden agenda in the Tory Party.
I am a social conservative and I find this smear deeply offensive. It has been used, alas, even by Christians against other Christians since, well, the leadership race between Stockwell Day and Preston Manning in 2000, by Jean Chretien and his loyal attack dog in the 2000 federal election, and, with less effectiveness, by Paul Martin's campaign against Stephen Harper. Christians have become the one group it is socially acceptable to vilify, to lie about, to defame, to misrepresent and to ridicule. Funny, over at Rabble.ca, the thought that they might find themselves restricted in Christian bashing is one argument they have used for protecting freedom of speech!
I am neither a knuckle-dragger nor do I have a hidden agenda to impose my morality on the rest of society. (Nor was Stockwell Day ever "scary" as the cover of a Maclean's Magazine in those days implied with its "How scary?" headline.)
I just want to be free to express my views on sexual morality and to pass them on to my children and grandchildren without their having another sexual dogma coerced on them through state agencies, just as state agencies should not be forcing a particular dogma about the Virgin birth or blasphemy regarding images of Mohammed on Canadians either. I also believe I have the right to speak up in the public square on laws that in a democratic society will contribute to the common good without having to fear a state censor hauling me before a tribunal and forcing me to apologize or undergo re-education in today's equivalent of a concentration camp or face perpetual silencing on threat of bankrupting legal fees, fines or even a potential jail term. News flash, even the Catholic Bishop of Calgary faced human rights complaints under the present regime.
On marriage, I believe the institution of marriage pre-existed the state and, like
Douglas Farrow, I believe a state that presumes it can redefine marriage and subsequently redefine biological terms like mother and father and replace them with the social construct legal parent, is a dangerously overreaching state. To paraphrase Charles McVety, it was as if the Canadian Parliament decided to redefine Christmas. Christmas does not belong to the state. It belongs to the Christian religion.
Marriage existed long before the state and is a social institution designed for the procreation and rearing of children by those biologically related to them. Marriage and the biological family is a social institution that should have provided a buffer against the state, but no longer. Now the state is in everyone's bedroom licensing everyone's sexual relationships. But I recognize these arguments are too complex for those who think equality trumps all other rights.
The debates over nature vs. nurture, or free will vs. determinism, or the existence of God, (that I learned in Philosophy 101 have been going on since time immemorial) have not been settled by the "evolution" of Canadian social policy and that they will never be settled on this earth
because there is no definitive proof one way or the other. I believe in freedom of conscience and freedom of religious belief, or non-religious belief and that these are inherent, God-given human rights. I have taken Pascal's wager. I believe Jesus Christ is God in the flesh, but He clothed himself in obscurity so we could choose to love Him. He could have come with fearful glory and forced us all to kneel and worship him but He is like the prince who comes in rags to woo us with romance instead of wow us with riches. I also believe that all the good things we take for granted in Canadian society are vestiges of our Christian heritage, now so frequently smeared and misrepresented by the likes of Robert Fife and his ilk, as if we are the dangerous ones.
Blaise Pascal in his famous Pensees wrote:
585 If there were no obscurity, man would not be sensible of his corruption; if there were no light, man would not hope for a remedy. Thus, it is not only fair, but advantageous to us, that God be partly hidden and partly revealed; since it is equally dangerous to man to know God without knowing his own wretchedness, and to know his own wretchedness without knowing God.
These days though, to talk about sin, aka wretchedness, of any kind unless it is the sin of violating the norms of political correctness, runs you the risk of a human rights complaint. News flash: we are all sinners and we are all wretched without God. No group gets a pass, folks, including mine.
Of course, in private conversations, many of these journalists would admit that some of their own parties and even story meetings can be full of off-color and full of various kinds of stereotyping and gallows humor that an NDP snoop or a Dean Steacy or a Richard Warman might find offensive. I wonder how journalists would feel if their unguarded moments were put up on the news for everyone to see. Don't worry, I won't be telling tales out of school. I happen to respect the distinction between public and private and on-the-record and off-the-record. I'm old school.
And where does one draw the line between private and public life? Maybe the privacy commissioner should go and investigate the people who rifled through boxes belonging to other people in those Saskatchewan government offices. Did they go through private correspondence, too? What ever happened to the concept that you don't go through other peoples' property even if it happened to have been forgotten somewhere? What a way for the New Democratic Party to make itself look like a bunch of creepy snitches. No wonder the Green Party is growing. Reminds me, I need to ask Elizabeth May what she thinks of the human rights abuses going on in the name of the CHRC.
Don't get me wrong. I think Lukiwsky acted like a jerk at that party 17 years ago. His comments were disgusting. A
s a Christian, I try to take responsibility not only for what I say but also for what I think--to take
thoughts captive to Christ so that I am not harboring animus or negative judgments towards any person or group. As Jesus said, "Judge not lest ye be judged." And it is only in setting aside my personal judgments, in relinquishing the role of "god-judge" in my own mind, that I can have any genuine discernment, period. But the government has no right to police my thoughts, private or public or to tell me what I must believe.
If the human rights regime does not shatter and its increasing stranglehold on freedom of expression and religion does not break, but is instead strengthened to include my religion among the enumerated grounds, then it would certainly hoist Bob Fife and others up on their own petards if Christians were able to file complaints about defamation of their religion and the defamers had to face state coercion and attend church on Sundays and apologize backwards and forwards for their remarks.
But I would find that kind of remedy hideous even if it seemed to work in my own favor and silenced critics of Christianity. But we are seeing some European countries starting to travel down this route.
I think Fife defamed me and every other social conservative on CTV news. I think his remarks were hurtful to Christians and marginalizing and damaging to the political fabric of Canada, but on principle I think it's better we know where Fife stands than to have him chanting peace and tolerance publicly and thinking his dark thoughts privately. A man convinced against his will is of the same opinion still, as the old saying goes.
This is what the Christian faith teaches about state coercion---from the most authoritative Christian voice on the planet: Pope Benedict XVI in his recent encyclical
Spe Salvi:Free assent to the good never exists simply by itself. If there were structures which could irrevocably guarantee a determined—good—state of the world, man's freedom would be denied, and hence they would not be good structures at all.
See, the Christian faith is far more sophisticated and well-thought out for the sound-byte oriented minds of our betters in the mainstream media. Knuckledraggers, indeed.