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Friday, March 24, 2006

Freedom of Speech


A friend sent me this quote that I find very fitting during our current times. It's a little controversial but I think it's a point of view that really should be surfaced and thought about a lot more than it currently is.

Freedom of speech is not just a special and distinctive emblem of Western culture that might be generously abridged or qualified as a measure of respect for other cultures that reject it, the way a crescent of menorah might be added to a Christian religious display.

Free speech is a condition of legitimate government. Laws and policies are not legitimate unless they have been adopted through a democratic process, and a process is not democratic if government has prevented anyone expressing his convictions about what those laws and policies should be ... So in a democracy no one, however powerful or impotent, can have a right not to be insulted or offended. That principle is of particular importance in a nation that strives for racial and ethnic fairness.

If weak or unpopular minorities wish to be protected from legal or economic discrimination by law - if they wish laws enacted that prohibit discrimination against them in employment, for instance - then they must be willing to tolerate whatever insults or ridicule people who oppose such legislation wish to offer to their fellow voters, because only a community that permits such insult as part of public debate may legitimately adopt such laws."

- Ronald Dworkin, New York Review of Books (cover date 23/3/2006)

Tuesday, March 14, 2006

You know it's been one of those days...


When you slam the car door and realise you've left the keys in the ignition with the engine's still running and you're late for a tutorial class that you're organising.

When you turn up to meet some friends only to have no one show up, and your cell phone battery dead so you can't contact anyone. Only once you go home and call someone you realise that you were all meant to be meeting next Tuesday not today.

When you arrive home and find out that you've been summoned for Jury duty.

On a positive note:
The tutorial went really well
And I learnt how to break into a locked car with a clothes hanger.

Sunday, March 12, 2006

The reason to believe.

Perhaps I should just admit that I now understand the world is corrupt and brutal, that most nations look out only for their own interests, and people seldom rush to dangerous acts of selfless sacrifice. No shit. Where did I get the idea I would find otherwise?

We actually set out to save the world. That is what was insane - not ten-year-old warlords with bad breath and vodoo fetishes in Liberia, no the Hutu militias who butchered a minority who had repressed them or the Tutsi survivors who executed the suspects - but me, for thinking I could enter a war and personally restore order.

So that's the easy answer: Forswear idealism; resign myself to a sad maturity; put away the things of youth; be thankful I survived and move on.

But that's horseshit too, a craven capitulation. I'm not ready to let the youthful part of myself go yet. If maturity means becoming a cynic, if you have to kill the part of yourself that is naïve and romantic and idealistic - the part of yourself you treasure most - to claim maturity, is it not better to die young but with your humanity intact? If everyone resigns themselves to cynicism, isn't that exactly how vulnerable millions end up dead?

Kenneth Cain, April 2003
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