A shy chap calling himself Skepticalligator (from skepticalligator@aol.com) sent us a rather endearing email message the other day. Most trolls are brave enough to use the comments. But anyway, I thought I'd give it it's own post because it has a certain something and, unlike most of Hitch's fanboys, the writer can spell beautifully.
Dear Greywolf. Christopher Hitchens' Star will shine brightly, for a long time, whether he lives or he dies.... while you, a mere SHIT-Stain will quickly erode away. I'd gladly have 100 men like Christopher Hitchens in my house, Before I'd allow you in, only to cook you, then to grind you up, and feed to my dogs. You sound like the typical brainless, honor less, humorless, Hateful Christian. If Geebus was alive today, he'd rip your head off and sh*t down your neck.
Just to show I'm not totally humorless, here's an atheist joke.
Now here's another one, which is a lot funnier.
An atheist buys an ancient lamp at an auction, takes it home, and begins to polish it. Suddenly, a genie appears, and says, “I’ll grant you three wishes, Master.” The atheist says, “I wish I could believe in you.” The genie snaps his fingers, and suddenly the atheist believes in him. The atheist says, “Wow. I wish all atheists would believe this.” The genie snaps his fingers again, and suddenly atheists all over the world begin to believe in genies. “What about your third wish?” asks the genie. “Well,” says the atheist, “I wish for a billion dollars.” The genie snaps his fingers for a third time, but nothing happens. “What’s wrong?” asks the atheist. The genie shrugs and says, “Just because you believe in me, doesn’t necessarily mean that I really exist.”
All sorts of folks have all sorts of reasons for wanting Hitch to live or die. Here's one of the most unusual ones hoping for his early demise that I've come across yet. It's by a writer name Alan Salkin, who doesn't wish Hitch any ill but wonders whether a remarkable recovery in the Contrarian's condition will make him feel better about not having followed the sort of career path that Hemmingway and some other hard drinkers pioneered.
Why It Would Be Better if Christopher Hitchens Died Sooner Rather Than Later By Alan Salkin
The greatness of Christopher Hitchens has always been his brutality. Say what you will about the guy — and there is plenty to be said — he has never let his concern for anyone get in the way of the truth. So let me say it like it is: not all of me, not all of me for sure, but a good part of me is glad that Hitchens is apparently dying at the age of 62.
It’s probably not for the reasons you think. I don’t hate him for attacking Mother Teresa, God, the Clintons or anybody else who has been in his sharp-quilled sights over the years. It’s funny the way he chomps sacred cows with salivating gusto. Nor do I hate him because he’s a bilious, self-important Brit with pretentious literary chums like Martin Amis and Salman Rushdie. (Did you see that Atlantic video with the scarecrow-haired, chemo-riddled Christopher — he dislikes being called Chris, and I’m not the type to call a dying man names — where Amis was lurking around what looked to be Hitchens’ living room? You know Amis must be taking notes for a forthcoming book: The Last Days of My Chum Hitch.)
In fact I don’t hate Hitchens at all. But I did not pray for his recovery on last week’s “Everybody Pray for Hitchens Day” even though I have been known to pray now and then.
No, part of me is glad that Hitchens is dying because his death would make me feel better about not pursuing the model of the writing life he exemplifies: the hard-living bad boy with a pen of gold.
In this talk, Father Barron, who deserves a pat on the back for going to the trouble to read both God is not Great and The Rage Against God, talks about the differences between Christopher and Peter Hitchens's world views with the main focus on the arguments presented in Peter's book, which have gotten far less publicity than Christopher's sinister antitheistic piffle despite being so much more sensible, credible, plausible and lots of other words ending in -ible.
Fr. Barron notes that "unlike his brother, who writes in a kind of Baroque style, Peter Hitchens writes in a very direct, sober way." I tend to agree with this, except that I would characterize Christopher's prose as more Rococo with a dash of Art Deco thrown in, whereas Peter's prose is very much in the Neoclassicist vein.
Peter's central argument, according to Barron, is that "there's an essential relationship between Christianity and a healthy civilization. The compromise of Christianity, which is so cavalierly bandied about by the atheists, actually has very severe civilizational implications." This goes well beyond Sunday closing and extends to such considerations as whether you would be wise to lend an atheist neighbor your lawnmower. And while Peter's too polite to say so directly, Christopher and his Neoatheist Avant-garde chummies are using essentially the same techniques to demonize people of faith and dissolve the religious glue that binds communities and societies together as the French revolutionaries did from 1789, the Russian Bolsheviks did from 1917, and assorted paleoatheists from Mao to Pol Pot did subsequently in the 20th century. And as we should all know from history, up to now this sort of thing has always ended in heads rolling on an industrial scale.
As individuals, many atheists are very nice people. Indeed, some of my best friends are non-believers. And while I wouldn't trust them to babysit my children (nudge, nudge), I do respect them as people and pray for them nightly. But organized atheism is another kettle of fish entirely. These people are the enemies of civilization. Let them get real power and it won't just be the Pope who gets the chop. We can all kiss our freedom, our security and our peace of mind goodbye. Imagine Peter Tatchell's boot stomping on a face — forever.
"Christopher Hitchens burns with a very powerful indignation," says Father Barron. And I'm sure we've all noticed this trait in him. "He's full of moral indignation. He has a very strong sense of what's ethically right. His brother Peter says to him: 'Like it or not, you're going on the fumes of a dying civilization. The very civilization you want to put to death — namely, the Christian civilization — is what bequeathed to you this keen sense of moral right, moral wrong.""
To listen to Fr. Barron's full commentary, please watch the video.
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Comrade Lenin weighs in on papists, secularists and capitalists
The Pontiff mocks the Popinjay, speaking the Latin equivalent of "my wafer is bigger than his."
Here's Richard Seymour, aka Lenin, getting to the heart of the ideological underpinnings of the current organized irreligion campaign:
Significantly, or perhaps predictably depending on your viewpoint, the leading 'new atheists', notably Dawkins and Sam Harris, are purveyors of a reactionary, reductionist biologism that naturalises an extremely savage neoliberal order, featuring the gene as a utility maximiser. That is their 'materialism', which they range against the claims of religion. (Hitchens merely duplicates this reductionism in his own bestselling addition to the God non-debate). The claims of evolutionary psychology have long fuelled reaction over gender, race and class, and have evidently provided a far more compelling narrative of the inevitability of patriarchy, inequality and bigotry than religious texts.
While Richard (who really does "see more" than most of us and certainly articulates ideas far better than anybody I've seen on either side of those awful God-is-Great!/No-He-ain't! debates) is prepared to concede that the Pope deserves to have his cassock felt for his role in covering up child abuse by the clergy, Richard also makes it clear that he sees right through the agenda bending of the "smug bourgeois secularists around Ditchkins" who have used the occasion of the Papal trip to the UK to indulge their particularly pernicious version of mud-slinging using the finest-quality freshly-laid dog turds while all the time acting as outraged as a vegan who's just been served a salami sausage when they ordered tofu. With real depth and masterful analysis, Richard lays out a lot of what's wrong with the bitchings and squawkings of Hitchens and Dawkins. Better still, he actually mentions our Preening Popinjay by name. Let's quote him some more.
The Popinjay performs the Sacred Ritual, turning the Water of Life into the Blood of Christopher (and the clergy are bound by an irreligious oath to drink every last drop!)
I note, with some satisfaction, that for all the theological ignorance of Dawkins et al (an ignorance which, I hasten to add, I share), they are at one with the fundamentalists on the stable meaning of religion and its texts.
Further, I don't accept the explanations of child rape within the Catholic church which attribute it to Catholic practises producing sexual repression - as if were priests allowed to marry, they would not be tempted to abuse boys from the laity. Sexual repression is regrettable in itself, but I doubt that it produces predatory child rapists. The rape of children typically takes place in institutions and situations where adults have too much unaccountable power over children - in children's homes, and in families, for example. The principle of patriarchy does not begin and end in church, and it does not operate in isolation from institutions of the body politic which demean, control, vilify and commodify children, the better to socialise them for a world in which they are commodities, the better to make them governable. If the Catholic church hierarchy is implicated in this scandal, this does not necessarily support the wider arguments of the 'new atheists' on religion, least of all their reductionist account of religion as a sole and sufficient cause of so many more ills than it can plausibly have produced, which we will come back to. Even so, on the face of it, it is quite sensible to protest against a pope with such a record.
That said, some left-wingers looked askance at the weekend's protest, and at the smug bourgeois secularists around 'Ditchkins'. For although the spectacle over the weekend was one of secular protest against theocratic patriarchy, the issue is saturated with meanings that extend well beyond this. This is, after all, a country with an established Anglican church. There is still a dominative Anglo-Saxon culture at work, whose supremacist posture was quite explicit not so very long ago. It is a country which still has an imperial relationship of sorts to Catholics in the north of Ireland, and where there is still a toxic residue of anti-Catholic bigotry - more than a residue in Scotland and Ulster. While I myself was never one of the 'Billy Boys', I was exposed to enough of this bigotry to know it when I see it. I also know imperial condescension when I see it - when I first came to England and found that people here believed that Northern Ireland was torn apart for thirty years or so because of religious sectarianism, because Prods didn't get on with Tims, I was shocked. And I was offended, as I still am when I think of it. When Dawkins et al repeat this ridiculous canard and apply the same logic, mutatis mutandis, to the explanation of the Israel-Palestine conflict (or worse, to the 'civil war' in Iraq), I know all too well that this isn't really about atheism, or secularism. It is about representing those who do not partake of the relative wealth and stability of the Anglophone imperial core as tribal-minded, bloodthirsty, backward idiots. We do not have conflicts based on rational interests, each making a claim to universalism, in which imperialist powers have weighed in on one side. We have petty, parochial struggles over atavistic ideas which are childish premonitions of modern, scientific truth claims, and where imperial power is invisible. Indeed, as Eagleton suggests, part of the whole basis of Dawkinsian befuddlement and outrage over religion is the feeling that things couldn't be so bad as to require a spiritual, much less messianic, solution. Class privilege benights its beneficiaries in this respect.
For those who haven't seen this yet at AP or Slate, here's Christopher Hitchens in Birmingham earlier this month. Thanks to to the effects of cancer and chemotherapy, he's lost a great deal of weight and most of his hair, and one visible result of this has been to make his family resemblance to brother Peter very clear. Asked for his opinions on that notorious pray for Hitch day, although he hasn't got a prayer himself, he doesn't want yours, but he appreciates your good wishes.
I've been getting a little bit of stick from the Christopher Hitchens beatification lobby of late for not laying off the sick son of a bitch on account of him being .... well, sick, and for not treating him with the tender kindness and courtesy that his status as a terminal case apparently demands under somebody or other's — I don't know who's, but it certainly isn't Hitch's — code of ethical conduct.
This being a Sunday, my lapsed Catholic sensibilities drift back to the Christian teachings, which are the main programs installed in my mind telling me not be as hard on my ideological enemies as Hitchens — in his total and utter "why-should-I-give-a-fuck-about-anyone-else's-feelings!?" freedom from restraint — is on his foes, on people who want to opt out of his battles, and anyone else who just happens to get in the way. And this gets me thinking, why not give the guy a break. But then I remember incidents in which Hitch behaved unforgivably badly before his sickness was apparent, when he still had his God-given gifts of good health, a fine mind and a sharp tongue.
One such was during the final days of Billy Graham's life, when the old man was lying in hospital at death's door, and Hitchens went onto CSPAN and said that Graham was "a disgustingly evil man" who made a living by "going around spouting lies to young people. What a horrible career. I gather it's soon to be over. I certainly hope so." Let's give Hitchens credit for having the courage to be absolutely honest in his sentiments. Fine, I'll emulate him. His words about Graham quoted above match my own feelings about Hitchens down to everything but the punctuation. I would swap the periods for exclamation marks. And Decents, if you think that's contemptible of me, my question for you is where the hell were your protests when Hale and Healthy Hitchens — the man you claim to admire and share a code of ethics with — was doing this sort of thing for a living? You disgusting hypocritical bastards, you make me sick! On the day Hitchens dies, why don't you all go along to the cremation and throw yourselves on the fire after him? I'd be happy to supply the gasoline.
What I have learned from the assorted Deacons and Deaconesses of Decency is that while they can reason like philosophers in order to "prove" the soundness of their position, they can never in a million years accept logical facts or rational arguments that undermine that soundness, and while they can enthusiastically give out harsh condemnation to enemies of all stripes, they cry like babes who are being abused by sumo wrestlers when one of their heroes has to take it. Well, Decents, you can all go pick a number, stand in line, then take my middle finger and swivel on it!
From the archives (October 15, 2007 at The Badger Herald (my bolds)):
Hitchens rails on religion Saturday By Bridget Roby
As outspoken atheist Christopher Hitchens took the stage at the Monona Terrace Saturday afternoon, a crowd of more than 500 greeted the author with a standing ovation and uproarious laughter at each barb at religion. Few were left standing, however, once Hitchens turned to rebuke the audience, mostly members of the agnostic organization Freedom From Religion Foundation, for not "coming out as atheists" and "taking on jihad" in the Middle East.
At the 30th annual FFRC conference, the author of "God Is Not Great: How Religion Poisons Everything” concluded with remarks he predicted "will slightly piss you off," saying world suffering will not end until everyone stands up against the evils and war promoted by Islam.
FFRF Co-President Dan Barker met Hitchens on stage to present him with the "Emperor Has No Clothes Award," which recognizes public figures who "are not afraid to just tell it like it is," according to Barker. Responding to a question from an audience member on what he said was the futility of killing Muslims in Iraq to end extremism, Hitchens parodied: "’How does killing them lessen their numbers?' You must have meant something more intelligent. … We worry too much in America about our ‘right' to be in Iraq. "Make them worry. Make them run scared. … I'm going to fight these people and every other theocrat all the way. All the way. You should be ashamed sneering at the people guarding you as you sleep."
For most of his speech, however, Hitchens' target was Christianity, opening with jokes about the decaying body of deceased Christian Coalition leader Jerry Falwell. "Religion abolishes our obligation to live in truth. … It caters to our worst sadomasochism," Hitchens said. "We'd be better off without it, even if it preached morality, which it doesn't."
He went on to ask if it is "moral" to tell children their sins are forgiven, "because of a human sacrifice they had no say in?" Debts of morality can be repaid, he said, but not erased. The author made arguments against intelligent design theory, saying advances in the last 20 years have made science "totally incompatible with religion." He also told the crowd that heaven would be comparable to North Korea, as they both embody a totalitarianism of eternal gratitude. Hitchens pointed to the "horrific pointlessness and misery" of having to thank a leader for everything when the leader was never asked for in the first place — which he said is intrinsic to both the concept of heaven and in North Korea. "At least you can fucking die and get out of North Korea," Hitchens added....
During his speech, Hitchens argued that atheists must fight to end religion. "You can't be a good person and a God person," Hitchens said. "[Religion] is bound to lead to bad behavior. It always has and it always will." Among the many evils done in the name of religion, Hitchens said he learned while in Iran that prison guards rape women prior to execution, because it is against their faith to execute a female virgin. "Only with God can people give themselves permission to do these things," Hitchens said.
When I pray for Christopher I feel part of something larger, a community of people who love him, all of us trying to deal with his illness in our own ways. When I pray for Christopher, I am reminded of the Jewish greeting at Yom Kippur, "May you have an easy fast." I wish him an easy time. When I pray for Christopher, I long for him to be able to, as he told me, "die with as much wit and style as possible." When I pray for Christopher I pray that his family is comforted by the many people who wish him well. When I pray for Christopher I hold an image of him in my mind, eating a great meal, drinking a wonderful wine, surrounded by people whose conversations will excite and engage him. When I pray for Christopher, I feel that, despite what Kant says, something indeed has been accomplished.
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Mon Deiu! Daniel Dennett defers to the deity, sort of
My goodness gracious me! Hitch's fellow intellectual Sumo wrestler from the Atheist Stable on the God Wars debate-a-thingy, the bushy-bearded Daniel Dennett has finally found God in the shape of a conceptualized entity he refers to as "goodness" and to which he believes human beings are justified in acknowledging and communicating with by means of expressions of gratitude.
Dennett, a former seasonal Santa Claus impersonator who was catapulted to fame playing Charles Darwin in a cameo role in The Simpsons before going on to star as Uncle Albert in Only Fools and Horses, achieved literary success with his writing debut Darwin for Dummies, which he followed up with such airport bookstore favorites as Unconsciousness Explained and Why I am not a Father Christmas. In 2007 he reached the peak of his career when he was voted the world's third best-looking public intellectual in a poll of people who think Christopher Hitchens is cool, and he has been rolling gently downhill on the pundit circuit ever since, even sinking as low as sharing a platform with Dinesh D'Souza.
Of special interest to Hitch Watchers, Dennett's conversion came in an article appearing in the Washington Post entitled Thank goodness for Christopher Hitchens, in which he attempts to wriggle out of the implications of this declaration of faith by writing:
When I was in a similar medical crisis four years ago, I wrote a piece ["Thank Goodness!"] about my gratitude to the doctors (not to God) for saving my life, and said I was forgiving those friends of mine who had the courage to tell me that they were praying for me.
Dan, if you want to thank your doctors, the correct expression is something along the lines of "thank you, doctors!" or "thank my doctors!" Conversely, "Thank goodness!" is most definitely a way of expressing gratitude to the ultimate source of the good behind whatever these medics did. If you'll check your thesaurus you'll find that, like its equivalents from the same stable "thank Providence!", "thank Heavens!" and "thank the Lord!", "thank goodness!" it is normally used in place of "thank God!", as speaking or spelling the name of the Deity has long been considered offensive or taboo in many monotheistic traditions.
Pan be praised for Daniel Dennett's ability to recognize the existence of a morally absolute transcendental goodness that is omnipotent, omnipresent and omniscient enough to have created and sustained Christopher Hitchens in the flesh and flab all these years against a constant barrage of booze, bile, fags and phlegm. Left to their own devices, Christopher's selfish genes would have given up the ghost and waved a white flag long ago, but as Dennett rightly points out, it is goodness that has kept the blighter heaving, seething and breathing all these years.
To follow up on Greywolf's post, I'd like to draw your attention to yet another Hitch-hit by exiledonline written by John Dolan. If the Hitchens fanboys don't appreciate Greywolf's mixture of satire and seriousness then this article will truly baffle them. The piece is dubbed, "Advance Copy of Martin Amis Eulogy For (The Nearly Departed) Christopher Hitchens." It opens:
If you’re like us, you’re sick and tired of having to wait around for some loathsome celebrity to die just to read their obituary.
Dolan then goes on to explain how he and his exiled team have discovered a new technology that allows one to foresee what Martin Amis will say about Hitch's death at the funeral (or whatever). Dolan describes what he terms the "Pre-legy":
Our programmer created a virtual Martin Amis verbiage-generator tool called MartinMate 2.0. Using MartinMate 2.0, we plugged in three key variables– “Hitchens,” “Terror,” and “Throat Cancer”–and ran them through the virtual Amis to generate a eulogy that will have them weeping in the seminar aisles.
I don't know if you've read Martin's books but they are essentially trash, a collection of 10 dollar words about how smart he is, composed in the form of thinly disguised autobiographical "novels". History, thankfully, will not remember his bogus show of literary output. MartinMate 2.0 came up with, "The Man Whose Pharynx Was Horrorized" - go to the site to read the whole thing. I just wanted to point out Amis's unscrupulous editor's notes that come both before and after the Pre-Legy.
In Memory of Christopher Hitchens, 1949-[TK date of publication] (note to ed: hold this piece for publication until throat c. gets Hitch; then publish IMMED. MA)
The Pre-legy.
(Note to ed. Is this enough? I can do you however much you want but it will be twice the usual rate—close friend, v. shaken up, etc. Please publish attached photo of me answering call of duty in war on pharynx terror, avenging CH’s pharynx, etc. MA)
Way back in 1992, Christopher Hitchens notched up one of his most notable nicknames when he caricatured Mother Teresa as the "Ghoul of Calcutta". Catchy and cute, the name was an instant and enduring winner, provoking howls of derisive laughter from the aisles and grins of wicked amusement from the galleries overlooking the floodlit stages upon which the Hitch struts his his stuff.
The critique and the put down were very welcome in many quarters although they were as sourly received in others as this website is among the Hitchophile and Hitchomaniac fraternities. The lady in question had been the focus of so much hagiography in the eighties that it was an audible relief to the great mass of current event followers to finally see someone with the guts to try to tear down the curtain on the MT media machine and break its spell, although being Christopher Hitchens, he took things much too far of course. Also, if Teresa was not been as much of a saint as Malcolm Muggeridge had made out, she was also far less of a sinner that Hitchens would have us believe. As Alex Cockburn observed, “my sympathies were always with Mother Teresa. If you were sitting in rags in a gutter in Mumbai, who would be more likely to give you a bowl of soup?"
But amid the grins and grimaces, few people stopped to ponder whether the "ghoul" epithet was a fair or accurate description of the woman in question, since however much money she may have taken from less-than-pristine sources or campaigned against the "evils" of abortion, contraception and, for all I know, beastiality, necrophilia, felatio, cunnilingus, orgasm, onanism, and doing it doggie style, she was never actually caught red-handed robbing graves or feeding on the flesh of the dead either literally or metaphorically. Indeed, for all her faults, she was thoroughly on the side of saving human life and against ending it. I know it seems rather churlish at this late date to point this out, but Teresa was not a ghoul in any meaningful sense of the word.
Lamentably, the same cannot be said of Hitchens himself. His income sources, many and varied though they are, include a number of media organs that have at the very least acquiessed in nine years of campaigning on his part for wars that have robbed millions of people of their lives. In the past, I've called him a warmonger and a cheerleader for war and genocide, but a serious look at the connection between how he makes his living and the wholesale destruction of what is for the most part reasonably innocent human life in the meat-grinding enterprises he has sought to dignify, glorify, or even sanctify as indispensable to the preservation of civilization leads any reasonable unbiased observer inexorably and unequivocally to the logical assumption that there is more ghoul in Hitchens than in Burke, Hare and Sweeney Todd put together.
However, there is another less direct way in which what one might call "Christopher's ghoulish tendencies" have been observed to operate; namely, his propensity to lay there in the coffin with the corpses of certain dead-but-with-cred literary luminaries in the calculated hope that some of their cred will rub off on him; a sort of "gilt by association" if you will. For instance, his well-known although not-so-well-read writings on George Orwell and Tom Paine, along with what reads as a concerted effort by Hitch and his media backers to show him off in a certain light, have allowed Hitch to bathe in the afterglow of these luminaries as a sort of Latterday Saint George or Total Tom Paine in the Rectal Area. To take one example, the review of Why Orwell Matters by David Brooks in the pages of one of Christopher's regular employers, The Weekly Standard, begins with typical subtlety:
GEORGE ORWELL was one of the best essayists of his time, and Christopher Hitchens is one of the best essayists of his. Orwell is famous for his intellectual honesty and his willingness occasionally to anger his allies on the left. So is Hitchens. A book by Hitchens on Orwell seems natural and inevitable--like an Ali-Frazier fight or a Hepburn-Tracy movie. The publishers are not hyping things when they advertise this book as "a true marriage of minds."
Another instance of this same thirst for "gilt by association" can be seen in the Preening Popinjay's pathetic prattling on about Gore Vidal having made him his "Dauphin". If only the old man had snuffed it before 9/11, then we might well have been treated by now to a Hitch hagiography entitled V is for Vitriol: Vidal's Victory, or Why Gore is Great. As it happens, Gore's grave has not yet been occupied, but fortunately for Hitchens, another suitable candidate has presented himself in the shape of Hunter S. Thompson, who checked out in 2005.
This year the complete collection of Hunter's interviews was published and somebody had the brilliant idea of getting Christopher to do the introduction. Doubtless this was done as a surefire way to sell an extra hundred thousand copies, but one of the side effects has been to give our Big Bird another juicy piece of carrion to feed off. I imagine quite a lot of HST aficionados will be less than pleased with this package. Certainly it has stirred the passions of Ramon Glazov at The Exiled, who on September 11, published a polemic against the Popinjay that is ghoulishly entitled HOW CHRISTOPHER HITCHENS ROBBED HUNTER S. THOMPSON’S GRAVE. Glazov also has a go at Martin "simply a leech" Amis and the rest of the Brit Lit boys that young Master Hitchens presumably used to hang around smoking Woodbines and swigging Strongbow behind the bike sheds with. I'll finish with my favorite paragraph from what I found to be a delightful and richly deserved hit job.
Unlike Amis, Hitchens can’t stop acknowledging his debt to Hunter S. Thompson. There’s a weird Spice Girls structure to the Oxbridge “Blitcons” (a shortening of “British literary conservatives”) that Hitchens is a member of. Julian Barnes is ‘Froggy Blit,’ Ian McEwan is ‘Nerdy Blit,’ Salman Rushdie is ‘Curry Blit,’ Martin Amis is ‘Celebrity Blit,’ and Christopher Hitchens is ‘Gonzo Blit.’ The duties of Gonzo Blit include submitting to safe-word-protected waterboarding, bullying Arab youths, pretending to be a Bob Dylan fan, and, according to The Guardian, “courageously” asking people not to pray for him during cancer treatment (which shouldn’t matter to an atheist anyway). This is all pretty hardcore for Amis, though, when he claims that Hitchens is an all-round tough who ‘likes the smell of cordite’ (probably unaware the stuff’s been obsolete for over 50 years).
There are a lot of cats out there who look a little like the classic Adolf Hitler we love to hate, and interestingly, most of them are not of pure Aryan stock but tend to have a lot of Japanese blood. To cater to the needs of connouseurs of these "kitlers", there is now a website called cats that look like hitler.com along with an entire. Kitler community. So the next time you hear somebody say the blogosphere is frivolous, you know where to point them to set them right. And I guess it's only a matter of time before a dogs that look like Churchill site, a walruses that look like Tojo site and a lowland gorillas who bear a passing resemblance to Mussolini site appear too.
Hypocritchens on Bliar: According to what's written on my talking points, he's one of the good guys. Better praise him with a few faint damns!
Tony's religious but that's alright, implies Christopher, because at their 1994 interview Tony told him he couldn't stand the sort of politician who exploited religion for electoral purposes. He got on tolerably well with born again GW Bush though, which must have been quite an ordeal, especially for someone Hitch describes as "a man of almost inordinate attachment to principle". Which principle, we must ask here. The principle of being nice to everyone? Of doing what had to be done? Of sucking up to the powerful? Whatever.
Worse than that, Tony got on famously well with Bill Clinton. The less said about that the better. So Hitch avoids attaching condemnation to the Clinton name in print for the first time ever and instead gives Bill a pat on the back for his "initial diplomacy" in the negotiations that led to Tony's snapping up of the Good Friday agreement.
Tony retires, joins the Church of Rome, sets himself up as a friend and advisor to the Papacy. Hitch the normally rabid antichrister doesn't blink an eyelid.
Tony gets on very well with the Monarchy too, to the point of swooning over the princess of hearts. Hitch puts a brave face on this.
In a further wince-making section, about the early and fortuitous crisis that catalyzed his first term, Princess Diana is droolingly conscripted as follows:
"In temperament and time, in the mood she engendered and which we represented, there was a perfect fit. Whatever New Labour had in part, she had in whole."
This is the language of “icons” and “celebs,” but however rebarbative it may be, it allows Blair to showcase his easy mastery of the demotic. One may squirm at the annexation of Diana’s death by his coinage of the vapid term the people’s princess, but there is no denying that in that extraordinary month of mass obsequy, Blair became the first Labour politician ever to influence the British monarchy rather than be overawed by it. In doing so, he also very probably did the monarchy an enormous favor. By effectively telling the Queen what to do, he almost accidentally put an end to centuries of deference and, along with his abolition of the hereditary principle in the House of Lords and his lofty treatment of the House of Commons (canceling, for instance, one of the two regular weekly sessions of Prime Minister's Question Time), moved Britain toward a more presidential style of government.
You know the pack drill. The preening Popinjay can put a silver lining on the darkest cloud and a positive or negative spin on almost any instance of human behavior to suit the needs of any conceivable agenda. It ain't subtle, but what with Hitch being one of Phony Tony's Cronies, there are principles at stake.
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Dawkins: "Ratzinger is an enemy of humanity and I want a gottle of gear!"
Richard Dawkins risked excommunication and more recently by making a scintillating speech attacking His Holiness the Pope, Pontiff, Bishop of Rome, etc., etc.,and stating that "Joseph Ratzinger is an enemy of humanity... He's an enemy of children, whose bodies he's allowed to be raped and whose minds he's encouraged to be infected with guilt. Blah, blah, blah... He's an enemy of gay people... .blah, blah, blah. He's an enemy of women, barring them from the priesthood as though a penis were an essential tool for pastoral duties. Blah, blah, lies, condoms, AIDS, Africa, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah." It is marvelous how well Richard has picked up Christopher's well-honed style of mixing boldfaced untruth, half-baked innuendo, deep-fried distortion and self-righteous indignation.
Actually, though, my spies tell me that Prof. Dawkins may not have actually made this speech at all. In the video, you can clearly see the notorious pedophilia apologist Peter Tatchell with his hand thrust up the back of Richard's jacket. Could he be ventriloquizing the professor? After all, this is supposed to be the same Prof. Dawkins who admits to being a victim of pedophilia at boarding school and yet denies that it caused him any harm worse than embarrassment. The same Prof. Dawkins who has filled children with self-loathing and guilt by preaching his own version of original sin, namely, that we are each created literally stacked from floorboards to rafters with selfish genes? The same Prof. Dawkins who has nothing but friendship, goodwill and camaraderie for that incorrigible old genocide apologist Christopher Hitchens? Un-flipping believable!
Dawkins declined to tell those lapping up his purple prose that, in 2006, he had written that “we live in a time of hysteria about pedophilia” and that “All three of the boarding schools I attended employed teachers whose affection for small boys overstepped the bounds of propriety. That was indeed reprehensible. Nevertheless, if fifty years on, they had been hounded by vigilantes or lawyers as no better than child murderers, I should have felt obliged to come to their defense, even as the victim of one of them (an embarrassing but otherwise harmless experience).” Dawkins even wrote that “I can’t help wondering if [the Catholic Church] has been unfairly demonized over this issue.”
On Tatchell, please read Peter Hitchens's recent blog post here.
"For on June 26, 1997, Mr Tatchell wrote a start ling letter to the Guardian newspaper.In it, he defended an academic book about ‘Boy-Love’ against what he saw as calls for it to be censored. When I contacted him on Friday, he emphasised that he is ‘against sex between adults and children’ and that his main purpose in writing the letter had been to defend free speech. He told me: ‘I was opposing calls for censorship generated by this book. I was not in any way condoning paedophilia.’ Personally, I think he went a bit further than that. He wrote that the book’s arguments were not shocking, but ‘courageous’. He said the book documented ‘examples of societies where consenting inter-generational sex is considered normal’.He gave an example of a New Guinea tribe where ‘all young boys have sex with older warriors as part of their initiation into manhood’ and allegedly grow up to be ‘happy, well-adjusted husbands and fathers’.And he concluded: ‘The positive nature of some child-adult sexual relationships is not confined to non-Western cultures. Several of my friends – gay and straight, male and female – had sex with adults from the ages of nine to 13. None feel they were abused. All say it was their conscious choice and gave them great joy.‘While it may be impossible to condone paedophilia, it is time society acknowledged the truth that not all sex involving children is unwanted, abusive and harmful.’ "
One thing that strikes me about all our lives in the modern, technologically advanced 'West' is that, in Germaine Greer's phrase: 'this is a terrible time to die'.
So sure of we of all the grandeurs of our Big Pharma led 'medical science', so comfortable are we in our air-conditioned paradise (the TV turned up extra loud so we won't hear the noise of the 'third world' hordes from whom our wealth was largely stolen), so convinced are we that, surely, this will go on forever, that a reminder of our inevitable mortality provokes nothing less than bewilderment and embarassment in the mind of the average Bourgeois intellectual. The simple fact that we are all going to die, and, guess what, it's probably going to hurt, is the ultimate dinner party faux pas, a reminder that no matter how up to date the Apps on our iPods might happen to be, or how many Richard Dawkins books we have read, the Grim Reaper is the inevitable punchline of the joke of our lives, and that this particular joke is on us.
Such is the humiliation caused by the fact that all of us are going to live lives shorter than the average tree, that we have a number of 'coping mechanisms' that attempt to bring meaning to an event which is inherently meaningless. One of these is the 'bravery' response: presented in a particularly pithy form by Jerry Coyne, here. '[Hitchens] is a courageous man, with honesty coursing thick in his blood. I know that if I had such a diagnosis (i.e. of cancer), I’d want to abandon work immediately and either wallow in self pity or try to see as much of the world as possible in my remaining days.' (my italics).
Now, what has happened here is that in the United States, a country where, as is well known, you have to pay for your health care, Christopher Hitchens has been stricken with a disease that, regardless of whatever else it does, is going to cost him a lot of money to treat. Of course he hasn't given up his 'dayjob'. He can't afford not to. Moreover, why should he? Hitchens obviously enjoys his job: moreover it seems to involve a lot of travel. If Hitchens quit his job he would not be able to spend his last days 'seeing as much of the world as possible.'
But it's the idea that Hitchens is being particularly brave in not wanting to die that I want to look at here. It's a common enough idea, a way of making sense of a senseless event, and like most common ideas it's bullshit. Think of it. Say someone broke into your house and filled the bath and then physically forced your head under the water. And say someone walked in and saw you thrashing and struggling and attempting to breath. Would their response be 'look at his courageous battle against drowning! In the same position I would have quit my job and gone off to travel the world.'
Wanting to live for as long as possible is not brave. If it was, we would be congratulating people who drove their cars sober for their 'courageous battle against drunkenly crashing their cars', or lauding people who didn't subsist on a diet of fast food and lard for 'their courageous battle against dying of a heart attack at the age of 45'.
Au contraire. Normally we see people who risk their lives as being brave: firefighters, sky divers, and even, yes, soldiers. Why? Because we are biological creatures, and we are programmed to want to live. It's going against that programming that is difficult, not obeying it. And so, Jerry Coyne, don't delude yourself. If you were given a diagnosis of cancer you would neither quit your job nor 'wallow in self-pity': you would do what your doctor told you, accept the Chemo, keep on working. Because you're human and that's what humans do. But bravery would play no part in this decision. Desire not to die, on the other hand, would.
I remember once a woman on TV, a registrar, with a Parish record of births in front of her to her left, and a book of records of death to her right. 'Here's the book of births', she said, and then, with a sly grin, said 'if you're in that one, sooner or later', (picking up the Book of Death) 'you'll be in this one.'
It's true. There's nothing more natural than birth, sex, and death. We can fight, but the battle against death is a battle we will all lose, sooner or later. Portraying our ultimately doomed attempts to prolong our lifespans (so pitifully, cruelly short, when compared to the life of the Universe), as 'brave' (rather than quixotic) is simply a human, oh-so-human attempt to tell ourselves a consoling story, which will make us feel better about our own inevitable dissolution. And no matter how ill he becomes, Christopher Hitchens, as his post 9/11 life has amply shown, is not, in the slightest tiny bit, brave or courageous. On the contrary, he has, in a cowardly fashion, kowtowed to the rich and lied for the powerful. And it's self-love that 'courses thickly in his blood': not honesty.
Suppose I ditch the principles I have held for a lifetime, in the hope of gaining favor at the last minute? I hope and trust that no serious person would be at all impressed by such a hucksterish choice. Meanwhile, the god who would reward cowardice and dishonesty and punish irreconcilable doubt is among the many gods in which (whom?) I do not believe. I don't mean to be churlish about any kind intentions, but when September 20 comes, please do not trouble deaf heaven with your bootless cries. Unless, of course, it makes you feel better.
Interesting choice of words to describe a deathbed conversion: "hucksterish", "cowardice" and "dishonesty". Surely a sincere conversion would, if publicly admitted by an iconic anti-godder like Hitch, be judged an unusually brave and honest act. To have Dawkins calling for your excommunication from the Church of Bigbangology and Hawking trying to run you over with his motorized wheelchair. Many a grown man would be reduced to tears at the mere thought of it.
And it isn't as if our lad is any stranger to cowardice, dishonesty or hucksterism, is it? So, should we put this latest statement down to projection or should we give the Hitch the benefit of the doubt?
The most shocking thing about the interview is that despite being cancer-stricken, Hitchens is still adamant that God doesn't exist. Rather than being rational and admitting that the Deity has struck him down with the disease for some mysterious reason that will become clear to him in the afterlife, Hitch is still mired in denial and clinging to some ridiculous secular argument involving some combination genetic and environmental factors and bad luck.
I've been talking to the Divine Ineffable One quite a bit about Hitch, and He has made it known to me (communicating as He does in mysterious ways) that He will consider sparing the life of His miserable creature if He considers that enough well-wishers (card carrying theists only) put their palms together and pray hard enough for the sinner's life. But He has also made it clear that it is His choice whether and when to send in Thanatos on his pale horse, Old Man Time with his scythe, or the Angel of Death with his Report at Once to Hades order, or even to get those busy weavers the Three Fates to cut off Hitch's strand. He also insists that He will not be bullied, berated or bargained with, but pure-hearted pleadings from people who promise to seek real repentance on the Popinjay's behalf for all the sins he has committed since his last confession will be considered sympathetically.
Even at this late hour, the Hitch's life may be saved, but more importantly, his immortal soul may yet be spared from being barbecued on the fires of Hell. Allegorically speaking, Christopher is poised literally at the precipice of doom. And yet, even now, he is only a groveling apology away from salvation. And the good news is that he doesn't have to do a thing, The Deity assures me that other people can do it on his behalf by proxy.
Also, I have it on good authority that the Mormons are preparing to baptize him into their version of the faith the moment they hear that his heart has stopped beating. So if all else fails, his eternal damnation may well be avoided by this method.
What does Christopher think of the Dali Lama, I asked?
Back in 2002, Gene Mahoney of the San Francisco Herald reported the following about Christopher's contempt for the Buddhist dude expressed at a public reading in the Bay Area.
On “Why you shouldn’t be religious” he said he could go into criticisms of the Pope, the Ayatollah Khomeni, Cardinal John J. O’Connor, etc., but since he was in Marin County, he’d “piss on the Dali Lama.” “The Dali Lama says he’s a god and a hereditary god at that. A double affront to reason.” Hitchens denies he’s an atheist, but calls himself an anti-theist; as he believes all religions are wrong, and feels that recent discoveries regarding DNA research and the Big Bang theory will bear this out.
Christopher Hitchens accuses the Dalai Lama of claiming to be a “hereditary king appointed by heaven itself” and of enforcing “one-man rule” in Dharamsala, the town in the Indian Himalayas that serves as a capital for the more than a hundred and fifty thousand Tibetans in exile.
Wikipedia has a special page devoted to Hitch's "critiques of public figures". Here, we can read that:
In 1998, Hitchens criticized Tenzin Gyatso, 14th Dalai Lama for a number of reasons, including: the Dalai Lama's acceptance of "45 million rupees, or about 170 million yen" from Shoko Asahara, the leader of the Aum Shinrikyo cult which released sarin nerve gas in the Tokyo Subway system; the Dalai Lama's proclamation that Hollywood actor Steven Seagal was a tulku and a reincarnated lama of Tibetan Buddhism; the persecution of followers of the Dorje Shugden deity whom Hitchens describes as having been "threatened with violence and ostracism and even death following the Dalai Lama's abrupt prohibition of this once-venerated godhead"; the Dalai Lama's specified sexual norms, which ban oral and anal sex, masturbation and explain the proper way to pay for prostitution; and, most importantly, the Dalai Lama's support of India's Pokhran-II thermonuclear tests. The World Tibet Network News service later said that the Dalai Lama was "saddened to hear about the series of nuclear tests conducted by India," and was "fundamentally against the existence and stockpiling of any wapons [sic] of mass destruction."
Well, no wonder Hitch has it in for the Lama, if the latter is against all the former's favorite sexual practices.
After ploughing through that little lot and consequently feeling badly in need of inspiration, I decided to read some of what the Dalai Lama has said in his own words. And I'm glad I did so because his words cheered my spirits no end. So here goes:
I am a simple Buddhist monk.
Compassion is not religious business, it is human business, it is not luxury, it is essential for our own peace and mental stability, it is essential for human survival.
This is my simple religion. There is no need for temples; no need for complicated philosophy. Our own brain, our own heart is our temple; the philosophy is kindness.
I believe all suffering is caused by ignorance. People inflict pain on others in the selfish pursuit of their happiness or satisfaction. Yet true happiness comes from a sense of peace and contentment, which in turn must be achieved through the cultivation of altruism, of love and compassion, and elimination of ignorance, selfishness, and greed.
Human beings are of such nature that they should have not only material facilities but spiritual sustenance as well. Without spiritual sustenance, it is difficult to get and maintain peace of mind.
From the viewpoint of absolute truth, what we feel and experience in our ordinary daily life is all delusion. Of all the various delusions, the sense of discrimination between oneself and others is the worst form, as it creates nothing but unpleasantness for both sides. If we can realize and meditate on ultimate truth, it will cleanse our impurities of mind and thus eradicate the sense of discrimination. This will help to create true love for one another. The search for ultimate truth is, therefore, vitally important.
I believe that the very purpose of life is to be happy. From the very core of our being, we desire contentment. In my own limited experience I have found that the more we care for the happiness of others, the greater is our own sense of well-being. Cultivating a close, warmhearted feeling for others automatically puts the mind at ease. It helps remove whatever fears or insecurities we may have and gives us the strength to cope with any obstacles we encounter. It is the principal source of success in life. Since we are not solely material creatures, it is a mistake to place all our hopes for happiness on external development alone. The key is to develop inner peace.
Each of us in our own way can try to spread compassion into people’s hearts. Western civilizations these days place great importance on filling the human “brain” with knowledge, but no one seems to care about filling the human “heart” with compassion. This is what the real role of religion is.
I believe that the very purpose of our life is to seek happiness. That is clear. Whether one believes in religion or not, whether one believes in this religion or that religion, we all are seeking something better in life. So, I think, the very motion of our life is towards happiness…
The trivial pursuit of figuring out who Christopher Hitchens looks like has just taken humourous new twist at totallylookslike.com. It's that other great iconoclast and anti-Papist — you know, the one they named Dr. King Jnr.'s father after.
Also, if you visit the site, you'll see a truly wicked comment from JQ is Awesome, who appears to have about as much compassion for Christopher as the latter has for a Middle Eastern Muslim wedding party treated to a firework display by the USAF.
On September 16, rabid rabbi Shumley Boteach and apoplexic antitheist Christopher Hitchens put on a live comedy double act that was absolutely beyond parody.
If you like Laurel & Hardy. Morcombe & Wise, Pete 'n' Dud, Aykroyd & Belushi, or (although I have it on good authority women aren't funny) French & Saunders, then you"ll love Schmucky & Schmuckier.
This is a truly funny act, once you get into it and begin to appreciate the nuances. The main drawback with this particular combination is that it's often hard to tell which is which, who's the straight man and who's the funny guy. The answer, for those of you that quite reasonably just don't get it, is that we the audience are supposed to be playing Gracie Allen to their George Burns, and in the case of Schmuckier (he's the one with the permanent grimace and the short fat hairless head), he also comes with a hate list of individuals who get to play Baldrick to his Blackadder, all headed up by a character named God who he treats like Les Dawson's mother-in-law.
Vanity Fair have treated Hitch well over the years and now that he's approaching his sell-by date they are quite within their moral rights to milk him for all they can get.Writing for the magazine, Walter Owen has captured the gist of Schmucky & Schmuckier's act beautifully. But apart from a certain amount of good old-fashioned slapstick buffoonery, these two performers' main value lies in their ability to induce pathos — when they get the timing right, as in this "debate", they can be truly pathetic.
Good night, Gracie!
Christopher Hitchens, looking all too svelte in his tan suit, his scalp gleaming under the lights, took to the stage at Cooper Union last night to argue against the existence of an afterlife, only to have his adversary, Rabbi Shmuley Boteach, tell him he was destined for eternal happiness—because of his support for the war in Iraq, “because of his stand against Halabja” (where Saddam gassed 5,000 Kurds). “For this, I got on the shuttle?” Hitchens exclaimed, referring to the short flight to New York from his home city of Washington, D.C.
In an effort to mix things up a bit, Hitchens said the afterlife was “a verdict against which there is no appeal,” and called the Orthodox Boteach a “Jewish secularist,” and Pope Benedict an “overdressed little ponce.” As an example of what draws people to religion, Hitchens cited Louis Farrahkan’s exhortation at Madison Square Garden in the mid-1980s: “Remember, Jews, when God puts you in the ovens, it’s forever.”
He also said, “call someone an imam, a priest, a reverend—look at the Reverend Al—and there’s nothing you can’t get away with.” The audience, which seemed to have come to see Hitchens and to wish him well in his ongoing battle against esophageal cancer—”You’re looking great, Hitch,” one questioner said—erupted in the biggest applause of the night.
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Pontiff peppered with precisely pointed popinjay poop
With the Pope making his official visit to Britain and a lamentation of sad-faced secular sods using the occasion to demand he face the Spanish Inquisition for not doing enough to punish certain kinds of buggery while at the same time faulting him for not permitting other kinds, I thought it was about time for a google search, which among other places, took me to Chronicles magazine,org, an oasis of decency with a small d and conservatism with an even smaller d that carries articles by Pat Buchanan and bills itself as "A magazine of American Culture", which must mean something.
Back in April on the chronicles site, Tom Piatak, upon observing Messrs. Dawkins, Hitchens and co spewing bile over alleged child sexual abuses perpetrated by men in frocks and covered up by the hierarchy of the Catholic Church in the US, noted that all but a handful of such cases are decades old, and commented regarding a topical AP article on the subject:
The article also noted that “Of the allegations reported in 2009, six involved children under the age of 18 in 2009.” It is easy to see why this story was not front page news in the New York Times: it is hard to use such numbers to convince the public to demand the resignation of Benedict XVI.
That, of course, is the object of the recent media campaign against the Pope, one that has seen everyone with an axe to grind against the Catholic Church clamber on board. Richard Dawkins, writing on the Washington Post website, described Benedict as “A leering old villain in a frock,” the leader of a “profiteering, woman-fearing, guilt-gorging, truth-hating, child-raping institution,” one that is destined to tumble about Benedict’s ears, “amid a stench of incense and a rain of tourist-kitsch sacred hearts and preposterously crowned virgins.” One wonders if the Post or the Times ever published similar condemnations of the Soviet Union, let alone such a description of any non-Christian religion. Dawkins declined to tell those lapping up his purple prose that, in 2006, he had written that “we live in a time of hysteria about pedophilia” and that “All three of the boarding schools I attended employed teachers whose affection for small boys overstepped the bounds of propriety. That was indeed reprehensible. Nevertheless, if fifty years on, they had been hounded by vigilantes or lawyers as no better than child murderers, I should have felt obliged to come to their defense, even as the victim of one of them (an embarrassing but otherwise harmless experience).” Dawkins even wrote that “I can’t help wondering if [the Catholic Church] has been unfairly demonized over this issue.”
Dawkins’ fellow atheist and close ideological ally Christopher Hitchens has never expressed any such doubts about the perfidy of the Catholic Church. Hitchens, after all, opposed John Roberts’ nomination to the Supreme Court, in essence, because Roberts is Catholic, has said of Mother Teresa that “I wish there was a hell for the bitch to go to,” and recently described Thomas More as “one of history’s wickedest men.” It should come as no surprise, then, that Hitchens devoted three successive columns to attacking the Pope. To Hitchens, Benedict is cut from the same cloth as Mother Teresa and Thomas More. He is a “grisly little man,” whose “whole career has the stench of evil.” But Hitchens’ case against the Pope, relying on the reporting of the Times and Hitchens’ own flights of fancy, falls short.
Tom goes on to tell the truth about the Preening Popinjay's piss poor scholarship and mentions "three distinct lies" in the course of a single brief summary of an NYT article on Benny Boy, showing that Hitch is every bit as careful with his facts as he is with taking care of his health and being loyal (not even faithful, mind you, but just plain loyal!) to his family, friends and comrades. If I were his parish priest, I would give him three Hail Mary's for attacking Mother T, three Hail Fathers for speaking unkindly about the Pope, and six of the best with the back side of a sandal for bearing false witness.
I also laughed at several of the comments on Tom's post. From Sean Scallon:
Asking for Christopher Hitchen’s opinion on the Catholic Church is like asking for Hitler’s on Jews. The Cromwell of our age is in traditional English anti-Catholicism and knows it full well. No doubt he wishes he were back leading the mobs of the Gordon riots.
From Harry Colin:
I must say that even acknowledging the odious Hitchens is distasteful to me, but I understand that you are correct in taking him on, since he gets so much media attention. (attention that only seemed to become significant after he became a supporter of our Middle Eastern adventures, but I digress) So we can look at this duty to call Hitchens to task on his many ludicrous statements as we would the job of cleaning the commode – hardly an enjoyable exercise, but necessary considering the alternative.
From Derek Leaberry:
Hitchens and Dawkins attack Benedict XVI because he is such an effective conservative reformist. These two men feel in their bones that Benedict XVI will restore the Church and push it into the direction of tradition. Unlike his predecessors, Benedict XVI is solving the problem of sexually wayward priests. This Hitchens, Dawkins and others of like mind do not want as they want a Roman Catholic Church that is in moral disrepute and impotent.
And from Robert:
One of the good things that comes from a steady stream of viciousness and vitriole is that it defines the lines of combat. For years we Christians have mistaken our enemies for something else,which tends to lessen the gigantic burden of trying to love them,but it does at least put them in the right category and identify another truth about fallen man and his nature. Whatever the Popes are, whatever people like the late Mother Theresa represent, they remain a far more noble image of men and women than the contorted face, twisted heart and mind of hateful,mad-men like Hitchens and Dawkins.
Also, Matt has a theory:
The time has come for us believers in God to take the gloves off. Let us recall that Prof. Dawkins’ belief that the source of life on Earth is that Space Aliens flew over our planet and spinkled spores or the equivalent that seeded life on Earth. Of course this begs the question of where or how the Space Aliens came into being. Prof. Dawkins is a crank and should be called one.
Christopher Hitchens is a crazed aetheist because his mother murdered herself and this been the fundamental source of his derangement ever since.
If these two aetheist Klu Klux Klansmen do bring suit againt the Pope in London, then the Pope should countersue them for defamation. An international warrant should be sworn out against Mr. Hitchens for being a collaborator in the anti-Vietnam War movement which was controlled, directed and subsidized to the tune of $1 Billion Dollars by the Soviet Union and Red China, whose American defeat inevitably led to the genocide of millions of Indochinese. Please remember that it was Fundamentist Darwinists who started World War II, bombed London in 1940, set up Auschwitz and the Gulag and have the blood of 70 million Chinese on their hands. Curse Christopher Hitcherson and Dawkins!
This week, in response to Popinjay's latest salvo of liquid excrement aimed at His Holiness, Tom has done a follow up post in which he corrects a few more of Hitch's misapprehensions, this time regarding the Church in Belgium.
All of these statements are either untrue or misleading. The commission that detailed the appalling level of sexual abuse within the Catholic Church in Belgium (mostly occurring in the 1960s and 1970s) was established by the Church, not by “the country’s secular authorities.” According to a September 10 BBC report, the commission “had found no indication that the Church had systematically sought to cover up cases,” though the commission’s chairman, Peter Adriaenssens, did say the commission’s findings represented a “body blow” to the Belgian Church. Hitchens also fails to mention that the search by the Belgian police, which included searching the tomb of a Cardinal and seizing the files of the Adriaenssens commission, was subsequently deemed illegal by the Belgian courts, and that the Church protested the raid because many of victims giving information to the commission had asked that their identity be protected.
Again, there are some good comments too. From Tom Piatak:
Christopher Hitchens is primarily interested in sexual abuse committed by Catholic priests. Other forms of sexual abuse don’t interest him very much. And his allies in the crusade against Pope Benedict, including Richard Dawkins and Peter Tatchell, have been far more forgiving of sex abuse when its perpetrator is not a Catholic priest. Here’s Tatchell: “Several of my friends – gay and straight, male and female – had sex with adults from the ages of nine to 13. None feel they were abused. All say it was their conscious choice and gave them great joy. While it may be impossible to condone paedophilia, it is time society acknowledged the truth that not all sex involving children is unwanted, abusive and harmful.”
And Dawkins has stated that, “All three of the boarding schools I attended employed teachers whose affection for small boys overstepped the bounds of propriety. That was indeed reprehensible. Nevertheless, if fifty years on, they had been hounded by vigilantes or lawyers as no better than child murderers, I should have felt obliged to come to their defense, even as the victim of one of them (an embarrassing but otherwise harmless experience).”
And from Robert:
Mr. Hitchens is eaten up with cancer and black bile. I think it is somewhat uncharitable to draw too much attention to these last rantings and ravings as his recent illness has no doubt effected his psychological stability which has for a long time never been very sound. I do appreciate of course Mr Piatak pointing out the more obvious and slanderous dilusions as this wicked illness continues to encroach upon Christopher’s mental ability to write, order correct facts and arrive at logical conclusions.
It has always been rather difficult to discern from Mr. Hitchens, (not so much with this most recent and final display of instability) what he actually ever understood as fiction. He has profited for some time and in no small degree, from the huge market in telling lies about The Holy Catholic Church –especially in England and America. It is a rather delicate job in his present state to separate that fine line between correcting Mr. Hitchens’s facts and current delusions from bringing undue attention to his final illness — or what was once considered the “guying of the sick” I think Mr. Piatak does a generous job here of walking that fine line.
She's a braveheart woman, and a spoonful of Dr. Sugar Singleton makes the medical science go down. And who wouldn't want to play doctors and nurses with her? Here she is explaining all about esophageal cancer in four easy-to-swallow parts.
Over at the Groovy, Funky and OH SO SCIENTIFIC! Pharyngula, September 8 saw blogmeister PZ Myers fawning at Hitchypooh yet again with a post entitled Hitchens sets an example for us all.
Indeed he does. The question is, what kind of example?
Apart from showering praises on the Preening Popinjay, the Bearded Bespectacled Biologist has the gall to call David Berlinski " that supercilious pompous nitwit" and claims Hitch "whips him into slime," which I guess could be University of Minnesota-speak for "bringing a man to orgasm manually." Myers is an acknowledged an expert at observing slime under laboratory conditions, so who am I to quibble?
But where Myers leaps from the slime, right over the sublime and into the great, grey-green greasy — no, not the Limpopo but the River of Denial, is in his blockheaded insistence that mustached maniac Hitler was not influenced by the thoughts of that other great bearded biologist Charles Darwin, an assertion that is about as far out as saying Woody Allen's psychological insights were in no sense Freudian.
I'm not at all impressed with Berlinski, but then I never have been. He dredged up the rotting corpse of Hitler to claim he was under the spell of Darwin!
When Berlinski linked Nazism and Darwinism while connecting atheism with violent government regimes of the 20th Century, Hitchens bristled and went on the attack in his next turn at the podium.
Connecting Nazism with Darwinism "is a filthy slander," Hitchens said. "Darwinism was derided in Germany."
Hitchens said Adolf Hitler claimed in "Mein Kampf" that he was doing God's work with his policies against the Jews and that the first Nazi treaty was with the Vatican.
"To say that there is something fascistic about my beliefs, I won't hear said, and you shouldn't believe," Hitchens said to the audience, almost thundering despite his diminished voice.
Good grief, please. Hitler was a nominal Catholic with an extremist pseudo-scientific philosophy that excluded Darwin and evolution, and found justification in religious dogma. It's absolutely nuts that people still play this game of blaming Darwin for the Nazis; there's just no historical reason to do so. Why not settle on that mass murdering tyrant, Stalin, instead? He was no friend of Darwin, either, but at least he was openly atheist, so they'd at least have a tiny pinch of logic (but not much of one) in correlating atheism and tyranny. At least, pointing at one godless anti-Darwinian and blaming all his crimes on godless evolution is marginally more sensible than pointing at a god-walloping anti-Darwinian and blaming all of his sins on godless evolution.
See? Pure unmitigated Denial combined with the Decent Dodge of bringing up Stalin while the subject was supposed to be Hitler. Myers did the same thing to me last month when I attacked Hitch; telling me I should attack Goldberg instead. A pure diversionary tactic by somebody palpably afraid to face facts.
And the facts in this case are that regardless of what kind of reception Charles Darwin the man would have received in Nazi Germany, the theories building on his work that went under the name of "Dawinism" and "Social Darwinism" were part of the woof and warp of Nazi ideology. Don't believe me? Tough! Here's what Hannah Arendt wrote in The Origins of Totalitarianism, and she knew a bit more about Darwinism that Hitch knows and more about Nazism than Hitch and PZ put together:
“Underlying the Nazis’ belief in race laws as the expression of the law of nature in man, is Darwin’s idea of man as the product of a natural development which does not necessarily stop with the present species of human being.
The standard biographies of Hitler almost all point to the influence of Darwinism on their subject. In Hitler: A Study in Tyranny, Alan Bullock writes: “The basis of Hitler’s political beliefs was a crude Darwinism.” What Hitler found objectionable about Christianity was its rejection of Darwin’s theory: “Its teaching, he declared, was a rebellion against the natural law of selection by struggle and the survival of the fittest.”
John Toland’s Adolf Hitler: The Definitive Biography says this of Hitler’s Second Book published in 1928: “An essential of Hitler’s conclusions in this book was the conviction drawn from Darwin that might makes right.”
In his biography, Hitler: 1889-1936: Hubris, Ian Kershaw explains that “crude social-Darwinism” gave Hitler “his entire political ‘world-view.’ ” Hitler, like lots of other Europeans and Americans of his day, saw Darwinism as offering a total picture of social reality. This view called “social Darwinism” is a logical extension of Darwinian evolutionary theory and was articulated by Darwin himself.
The key elements in the ideology that produced Auschwitz are moral relativism aligned with a rejection of the sacredness of human life, a belief that violent competition in nature creates greater and lesser races, that the greater will inevitably exterminate the lesser, and finally that the lesser race most in need of extermination is the Jews. All but the last of these ideas may be found in Darwin’s writing.
Like Hitler, Charles Darwin saw natural processes as setting moral standards. It’s all in The Descent of Man, where he explains that, had we evolved differently, we would have different moral ideas. On a particularly delicate moral topic, for example, he wrote: “We may, therefore, reject the belief, lately insisted on by some writers, that the abhorrence of incest is due to our possessing a special God-implanted conscience.”
In the same book, he compared the evolution of people to the breeding of animals and drew a chilling conclusion regarding what he saw as the undesirable consequences of allowing the unfit to breed:
“Thus the weak members of civilized societies propagate their kind. No one who has attended to the breeding of domestic animals will doubt that this must be highly injurious to the race of man. It is surprising how soon a want of care, or care wrongly directed, leads to the degeneration of a domestic race; but excepting in the case of man himself, hardly any one is so ignorant as to allow his worst animals to breed.” In this desacralized picture of existence, to speak of life as possessing any kind of holiness is to introduce an alien note.
Most disturbing of all, in The Descent of Man, Darwin prophesied: “At some future period, not very distant as measured by centuries, the civilized races of man will almost certainly exterminate and replace throughout the world the savage races.”
While it must be very clearly emphasized that the gentle-souled Darwin himself never supported ill treatment of any race or group, his words inspired a movement to “scientific” racism.
If people like PJ Myers (and his mate Richard (Muslims stole my mortarboard!) Dawkins, who supports him in the comments) can't come clean about a simple fact like the Nazis taking part of their ideology from concepts stemming from Darwin (not to mention that theorcratic fanatic Gregor Mendel, who performed breeding experiments on peas with what can only be described as religious zeal), then how can we trust them on the really important and hard-to-understand stuff? And yes, I'm asking this question rhetorically and expecting loud applause from keyboard punchers the world over.
Lastly, but by no means leastly, the comments to Myers post are a real treat, thanks in no small way to the effort, persistence, wit and well-honed scholarship of Rykart (who has also commented a bit on HW recently). At Pharyngula he has almost single-handedly taken on all comers and, despite some of them turning to the black arts of trollery including deliberate misinterpretation, at least eleven different kinds of logical fallacy, crass insults and crude attempts at ridicule, he has shone through on the strengths of his noble grace, his good humor, his superior command of the subject, and the unequivocal truth of his arguments.
So well done Rykart, I salute your courage, your righteous contempt for Hitch and all his works, and your indefatigability!
This little ditty was originally dedicated to the Blessed Margaret in the wake of that Falklands fracas. But the sentiment also seems rather apposite (mutatis mutundis) for our Preening Popinjay, who in terms of advocating policies that end up with the boys on both sides being blown to bits, has out-thatched Thatcher by several orders of magnitude, on top of which he has been at least as insistent as Maggie to take all the glory and none of the shame. So if you want to pray the Lord Christopher's soul to keep but you can't quite find the right words, just sing along with Elvis.
“The enemies of intolerance cannot be tolerant." • "If it is an offense to justice to hold people who may have been victims of mistaken identity or of vendettas by other factions, then it is also an offense to justice to release psychopathic killers who believe that they have divine permission to throw acid in the faces of girls who want to attend school." • "Don't be such a lesbian!
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