I've been following the development of the Muslim demonstrations following the publication of "the" cartoons. Strange how no-one is mentioning that in the printed booklet of them that has been circulated in Arab states there are a further two, in addition to the original 12 pieces of work by Kurt Westergaard, which are
definitely offensive cartoons. Where did they come from, I wonder? Their quality and penmanship is certainly wildly below that of the original 12. It's almost as if they were deliberately added to the originals to incite further anger. The number of deaths of
Muslims, in
Muslim countries, is horrific. There's been around 30 deaths so far!
As if that's not enough, also here comes the ever-louder debate on the inclusion of
Intelligent Design in science curriculum in state schools. The argument basically is that this idea of an "intelligence" (undefined) being behind the development of life (and therefore refuting the idea of natural selection) and its mechanics should be taught alongside Darwinism to give children the opportunity to be exposed to both schools of thought and to make their own decision. So far, a Federal Judge has ruled that Intelligent Design is a theory religious in nature and not scientific, so cannot be taught in science classes. I think it's only a matter of time, though, there are similar cases being considered in a number of US states.
I wonder if I'm the only person who thinks that both of these situations show a huge, basic and dreadful flaw in human beings' basic psychological makeup? I feel that there are two issues at work here which will cause this situation never to be resolved.
The first is the large and unhealthy ego of people who have to go to any lengths to show that they are right and everyone else's opinion is wrong. I know that some people will be laughing now, thinking that I am demonstrating myself this tendency, but I'm not.
The thing is, I'm not of the opinion that either Darwinism or Intelligent Design is correct. I'm open to the fact that either might be, but I'm more inclined to Darwinism at the moment. The concept of Intelligent Design delighted me when I first heard about it, until I realised that the original idea was being used to back up and "prove" Christian doctrine. Had it remained an idea of an anonymous Designer, I would have been perfectly comfortable with it. As a theory, not as a scientific teaching. The uncomfortable fact is that religious beliefs are just that,
beliefs. Opinions. Stories. Not provable. Personally-held opinions on life.
I also don't understand how people can think that it's right to march the streets carrying banners inciting acts of violence on people who may or may not have made comment on one's religious belief, or more honestly, have hurt a damaged ego. Satire is healthy. It creates a balance that is good. It's excellent to be incited to examine doctrine and beliefs and society's changing rules.
One's religious leader may condone it, but every human being ultimately makes the decision as to whether it's an acceptable action or not. I'm not going to delve into the history of religious violence because every nation on the planet is guilty of it in one century or another, and as a human species, we are all guilty, and all share the blame (and shame) of the past.
Freedom of speech and expression is one of the most precious things we have in this modern, Western European society.
The second basic flaw in our makeup, I believe, is the need to make a decision about the nature of the Maker. Why is this? Why do we need to believe that we have a personal and documented relationship with this force? Why do we have to feel that we are important in any way? Why do we feel so lonely when this planet is so full, and valuable connections with other human beings are so accessible, and so easy to gain by acts of kindness?
Is it the fear of death that leads to all of this? I'm not ashamed to say that I'm concerned about the issue. It would be nice to know! However, I accept that there's no way of knowing for sure, so I read about various anecdotes with interest, but I don't clutch at them as would a drowning man at straws. I accept the truth that I don't know and won't until it happens, and then it'll either be a surprise or a big sleep! Either is good if I feel I have served my purpose here.
A-hah! Served your purpose? And who can tell you that purpose, if not God? Yes, I heard you thinking that. I feel my way through life, day by day. I love the people close to me and try to understand them. I see the world, and try to make sense of it myself. The only rule I work by is that I instinctively know what behaviour is ugly and hurtful and try to avoid causing it or suffering it. It's not rocket-science, is it??
So, as a species, we either need to cure or grow out of our collective insanity, and you'll notice that I'm saying all of us, or it will be the thing that is the end of us, eventually. It would be a shame if we failed as a species just because our psychological, emotional and social development did not keep pace with our technological development. A real shame.