Mike S. Adams, a prof who boldly attacks the stifling sanctimony that overwhelms our culture, writes,
In the famous 1925 Scopes “monkey” trial, Clarence Darrow stated: “For God’s sake, let the children have their minds kept open – close no doors to their knowledge; shut no door from them. Make a distinction between theology and science. Let them have both. Let them be taught. Let them both live.” Have you ever met a 21st Century liberal who believes that both evolution and creation should be taught in schools? Or do they say “Let them have only one”?
Of course they say today, let them have only one – only ours.
Many contemporaries who think of themselves as liberals are not – for the most part – liberals in any sense.
No, they are materialists, naturalists, Darwinists, or devotees of a local variant of one of those deities. They cling to their doctrine with Sunday Blue tenacity. But for them every day is a Blue day. Psychologically, they have much more in common with the “Sunday Blue” leagues of yesteryear, particularly in their desire to suppress anything that offends them.
Indeed, I have become all too familiar with their cold, angry stare – whether directed at smokers lurking around the back doors of business buildings in smokefree Toronto*, people who peacefully hold up signs at intersections that say “Abortion kills children,” or anyone anywhere who questions one of their – usually evidence-challenged – dogmas.
And the trouble is, there are so many evidence-challenged dogmas. To keep up with my workload, I pick my fights. Who doesn’t?
(Not that I, as a Christian, advocate that they should hate anyone, but if they must, I do wish they would focus on totalitarians seeking nukes or terrorists wired to blow up the grocery checkout line. At least then their feelings would make sense.)ÂÂ
*One of the few places where the Everyday Blues are correct is the relationship between smoking and lung cancer. But the persecutory spirit they display seems fuelled only in small part by the research results and in large part by the rent-a-hatred that now dominates their lives. And hating helpless smokers is easier than hating people who can really do us all harm.