John Lennon told us that “a love is all you need.”
A quaint sentiment that hasn’t really stood the test of time. It may have been true in the 60s but today, everything is about power. And power expresses itself in the novel substitution of the concept of equity for where justice or fairness might once have been used.
Life has been reduced to a never ending calculus of power.
Who has it? Who doesn’t?
In any moment, it seems, there behind every conversation, every action, every essay, and every book, an unblinkered lady justice fiddling with the scales of justice to improve them by making them scales of something altogether different, equity.
Don’t get me wrong, I’m not opposed to the conept of equity. The problem is, of course, that equity is in the eye of the beholder. An example from Glen Ellyn School District 41.
Is it equity to hold all children out of school because a small number of immuno-compromised children cannot safely return to the classroom? Perhaps. It’s also, to my mind, a sub-optimal outcome.
In the real world, equations don’t always balance. There are tradeoffs.
We’re told we don’t have to settle for the real world.
No, a better alternative is that the world become a giant courtroom in which we wage daily litigation of the grievances of all the different parties who have–at one time or another–had less power than perhaps they ought.
It’s odd. And it’s unsustainable.
And, sadly, it lumps all sorts of classes of people together who oughtn’t to be.
I think its objectively demonstrable that issues of racial fairness and gender fairness are more important and more urgent than the issue of the status of sexuality.
I have little time for discussing public policy around transgenderism.
If you wish to change your sex, I don’t wish to stop you. All I ask is that you do it on your own time and on your own dime. It’s your issue, not ours.
As regards “marriage equality,” gays and lesbians can now get married and receive all the benefits of the law in regard to that instution. They got what they wanted. We live in a pluralistic society, so I can live with that.
Mission accomplished. Now live your life.
Just don’t compel me to perform same sex marriages–such marriage are not sanctionable by the Christian church–and don’t compel me to perform the baptism of children born or adopted by practicing same sex church members. I cannot. I will not.
It’s called religious freedom when enshrined in law.
I’m skeptical that these protections will endure, however.
Because of the issue of power.
I live in Wheaton, Illinois, a place that some have called an enclave for the evangelical one per cent. And as I walk my dog during Pride Month, I regularly see pride flags and trans pride flags.
There are still signs in yards with our new-fangled secular creed: “In this house we believe…”
Oddly, should you ring the door bell and ask for a literature review on “the science” around COVID-19, you’ll get a blank stare.
The City Council passed its annual resolution celebrating pride month.
The Wheaton Public Library has its usual assortment of kids books reminding our children that Sally may have two Dads or that Jimmy had a Dad who is now his Mom.
In our neighboring village there’s a campaign called “Glen Ellyn for Everyone” as though there’s some concerted effort to deprive sexual minorities of the opportunity to conduct their business on Main Street.
If we’re to believe that there is no God (or that God is simply a divine therapist), that morality is elastic, that the chief end of a person’s life is to find their true self and to enjoy that indefinitely, that power is all there is; then it is necessarily also true that every person and group is trying to get more power.
Nothing good can come from that.
It’s actually producing our contemporary nihilism in which many are turning to nationalism and conspiracy theories in order to find meaning in the midst of the mayhem.
It’s going to get worse before it gets better.
There’s a better way.