Inherit the (Dust in the ) Wind?

So the ACLU (that would be, the Anti-Christian Liberals Union) are representing a handful of parents upset because a Pennsylvania high school is actually allowing people to think by including the mention of “intelligent design” as part of the science curriculum.

Ironic, isn’t it? The ACLU claims (at least according to their name) to defend our civil rights, free speech being one of the big ones. Here, however, they are essentially arguing for censorship. Acknowledging “intelligent design” as a theory could apparently be damaging to young minds, and teenage students need to be protected from any notion that there may indeed be a God, or at least some kind of other-worldly intelligence. Children apparently have the Constitutional right to learn about alternative lifestyles, birth control and the right to an abortion. However, they need to be protected from the concept of “intelligent design.”

At first my assumption was that these parents and the ACLU are afraid of religion, because they are raising the mythological “Constitutional separation of church and state.” However, I don’t think it’s necessarily religion that they are afraid of; I think the key word here is intelligent. They are simply afraid that these High School students may learn to think on their own, and so the ACLU needs to protect their Constitutional right to ignorance. (What amendment was that?)

I could possibly agree, if the issue was teaching Creationism only; that would be just as improper as teaching solely Darwinism. The truth, as they say, will out; that is, if you give opposing viewpoints a chance. By avoiding confrontation, and presenting only one side of an issue, the truth doesn’t get a chance. That’s censorship.

Of course, what these people really may be afraid of is the radical right, and there they may actually have a point. The radical righters, who would also impose censorship if they had a chance, are often not the best people to represent intelligence.

What really cracked me up was a CNN story (which they attribute to Rueters), which stated, “They also argue that intelligent design is unscientific and has no place in a science curriculum.” So, now the courts are going to decided what is scientific? I’ve dealt with the courts enough to know they have a hard enough time trying to decide what the law is, much less what is “scientific.” (Is there a jury instruction for that?)

I am afraid that no matter which way the court rules on this case, truth will lose, because the real problem has nothing to do with the issues being debated. The real problem is one of categories. It seems that both sides, in true modern, rationalistic fashion, have taken for granted that science is something that must be kept separate from philosophy, so they are debating in which category ID should fall. It’s ridiculous. Science has always had a philosophical component, whether scientists care to admit it or not.

How you approach any study depends on your worldview, as does how data is interpreted. The fact that someone becomes a scientist is a result of their worldview. The fact that someone’s worldview doesn’t include a belief in God does not mean their approach to science is not tied to a philosophy. Again, the whole thing is ridiculous. However, a modernistic worldview (again, a philosophy) believes – wrongly – that you can isolate “science” from anything else.

In perhaps two or three generations, I expect that the impact of post-modernism and advances in scientific discovery will change how everyone views science. And, maybe by then someone will have figured out that freedom from religion is really not in the Bill of Rights, and that all of this arguing has just been a waste of time. Or, maybe not. But, by then we’ll probably all be dust in the wind, scientifically speaking.

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News Addiction

Well, it happened again. I was flipping through the channels after Seinfeld and stumbled across Joe Scarborough on MSNBC. I couldn’t help myself, I paused and got caught up in Joe’s rant about how incompetent everyone was in dealing with Katrina. As I sat there, I felt my heart rate increase and my feeling of peace and contentment slipping away. My news addiction was kicking in. I moved on to Fox News, which was just one channel up. Phil Donahue was on Bill O’Reilly, discussing Cindy Sheehan, of all things. Apparently Phil’s an expert on … well, I won’t say it, but feel free to complete the thought any way you’d like. Anyway, the stupid meter was way over on red, and it was more than I could take. I took a big drink of chocolate milk, then forced myself to continue on past VH1, HGTV and a number of other channels until I was fortunate enough to find that AMC was running Tommy Boy.

I watched for as long as I could stand (about 5 minutes), but was astounded by a line by Dan Akroyd as Ray Zalinsky:

“What the American public doesn’t know is what makes them the American public, alright?”

The insightfulness of this line in an otherwise dreadful movie shocked me back into reality and saved me from becoming sucked in to the addictive world of late-night cable news. I figured the movie was all downhill from that point, and went back to do some video dubbing on my computer.

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No News is Good News

newsI haven’t watched the news for several days now, and as I sit down to write, I am quite aware that I am feeling extraordinarily peaceful. It’s actually quite amazing – I am quite happy sitting here listening to hits of the 80’s (my own compilation, including ZZ Top, Van Halen, even a little Quarterflash).

At first, I wondered if I was, at heart, a Seinfeld character – an essentially shallow person, being quite happy not knowing what was going on in the world around me. That’s a possibility that I can’t completely rule out, but let’s give me the benefit of the doubt and just set this aside.

Giving it a little more thought – and considering what I learned in my recent sensitivity training on the differences between men and women (when explaining something negative, men tend to look at external factors but when it’s positive, we take credit for it) – I have come to the conclusion that the media itself (and the media-created public stupidity, aka public opinion), makes me angry.

I haven’t even been listening to conservative news/commentators – most of what they do is comment on the stupid things that other people say, anyway, to get us conservative-leaning libertarians upset. Who needs that? I do tend to like Keith Olbermann; even though he leans to the left of me, he has a similar contempt for stupidity, and a gift for sarcastic humor. It’s hard not to like him.

I also started teaching Sunday School with my wife, and sat in on the Children’s Church program that takes place during the sermon. That’s all I am going to say about that.

Overall, I think that minimizing the assault on my reality has had a very positive, and possibly even healthful, effect on me. I have less things that I feel like ranting and railing about, but on the other hand, I really don’t give a rip. Peace will do that for you.

Just look at Sting. Sting used to be this angry young man, producing great music. The Police produced nothing finer than Synchronicity. “Every Breath You Take” is positively creepy. Now, after a happy marriage and years of relaxing with yoga, he’s at peace. The angst of Soul Cages and the anger and the pain are gone. His music has become more and more bland, to the point where I think, “why bother?” Have you heard his rendition of My Funny Valentine? But, he’s peaceful, and he probably doesn’t give a rip either.

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Road Conditions (where are we going?)

After we arrived in Ghana, we were delighted to find out that on top of everything else we were scheduled on Tuesday through Friday evenings to preach at “revival” services at a mission church (church plant, in my vernacular). We had anticipated one evening at a local church, but certainly had not expected four!

All we knew about the church we were going to was that it was part of the same denomination as the church we had first visited. We were told that the pastor was a fairly young man, a former DTS student, and the current Vice President of that denomination.

ghana taxiAbout 6:30 our taxi arrived. Being very close to the equator, it was fairly dark by that time so to us it already felt quite late. The taxi was driven by a young man named Stephen, who attended the church where we were going. So, we hopped in (having the longest legs, I got to sit in the front) for what we expected was a 20-30 minute drive.

RoundaboutAbout five minutes into our journey, we came to the famous Tema roundabout. I had never heard of it before, but I assume that it must be famous, because it seems like you can’t get anywhere without going through it. As a result, it seemed like everyone in Tema was trying to go through the roundabout at once. There were traffic police stationed at various points to try to keep things flowing. We saw almost no police at all in Ghana, except for the serious-looking guys at the airport, and the traffic cops. Traffic cops in Ghana are apparently all-powerful. No one messes with them, and you do as they say. Finally – it seemed like an hour had passed already – and we made it onto the roundabout, and subsequently we were through, and on our way.

Traffic, however, had not improved much. You recall my earlier post about honking – well, there was lots of it. Cars were everywhere, as well as bicycles and pedestrians, including the ever-present peddlers with baskets of whatever on their heads (or, occasionally a cage containing chickens).

We trudged (can you trudge in a car?) along for a while, when all of a sudden our driver left the road and took off across a vacant lot. I think we all were expecting him to find another street at some point, but that never happened. The rest of our journey was like Mr. Toad’s Wild Ride.

A Shanty Strip-MallKeep in mind that it was quite dark. As we left the familiarity of the paved street, we also left any regular street lighting, and entered the Third World. For the next 20 minutes or so we drove through shanty villages, turning this way and that way down aisles lined with shanty strip malls. It reminded me, actually, of a carnival midway, with throngs of people milling about, vendors with fires selling roasted something, more peddlers wearing their wares as hats. It was cooler, of course (still very warm, mind you), so people were out and about.

Sometimes we would make a quick turn between a couple of shanty-kiosks and head down a different path. I still have no idea how Stephen knew where he was going. Everything looked the same to me – there were no streets, to speak of, so there were no street signs. Just colors and sounds and smells – mainly partially burned exhaust fumes.

Then, before us, in the middle of the path we were on, appeared a large pile of gravel, preventing any further travel. I expected our driver to turn around and pick a different route, but instead he had a quick exchange with someone off to our left, then proceeded to park the car. “From here, we walk” he said, “it’s close now.”

The Shop Around the CornerSo, we gathered our stuff and set off on foot. He pointed to a plywood ramp, which we quickly realized was a bridge over the open sewer. He led us past the shanty market stands into an alley, which was nearly pitch black. We could see enough to follow the person ahead of us, but not well enough to know what we were walking on. It was probably better that way.

The Mission ChurchWithin a few minutes, we entered an opening, and there stood the small, concrete-block church, complete with electric lights, about a hundred plastic patio chairs, and a full-on sound system complete with wireless microphones. It had been an amazing journey, but we had arrived, and were very warmly welcomed.

The next night, we brought flashlights.

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