Islam and imagination

Someone once said that the prospect of having sex with a duchess is more alluring than the prospect of having sex with a chamber maid. The point he was making was that imagination plays a greater part in sexual temptation than flagrantly exposed flesh: the apparently unobtainable is more enticing than what is freely proffered. This is what is missing in Islam’s potty attempt to keep Muslim men free from temptation: that which cannot be seen but only imagined is often more tempting that something that is flagrantly exposed.

Any Muslim man watching this should have a cold shower afterwards:

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Of course, sometimes the imagination can play tricks on you:

An unnamed Arab ambassador has successfully had his marriage annulled after discovering that his veiled wife was bearded and cross-eyed.

The case has gripped the once-booming city-state of Dubai, where old and new world still meet jarringly.

According to the Gulf News, the ambassador told a Sharia court that he was unable to get a look at his future wife’s face until after they had been married. On the few occasions when they did meet, she wore a niqab, which covers all of the face except for a thin slit for the eyes.

The man claimed that his mother-in-law tricked him by showing him pictures of his future wife’s sister instead.

Once he and his future bride, a physician, signed their marriage contract, the man described how he had kissed his bride. Once she removed her covering, he found that she had a surfeit of facial hair that he described as a beard, and that her eyes were crossed.

Leo Tolstoy and the Last Station

Leo Tolstoy has always fascinated me, largely, I suspect, because his entire life was riddled with contradictions. At the peak of his success as a novelist – War and Peace was one of the greatest novels of its time, perhaps of any time – he had to hide any rope that might be in his house for fear he might hang himself from despair. He was a count and wealthy landowner who believed simplicity was the secret to a happy life. He lived a dissolute life until he was 40, married, had 13 children and then tried to live as an ascetic: after having sex with his wife, he would pace around the bed tearing at his beard – not a recipe for a happy marriage. He was a consummate artist who eventually came to the conclusion, expounded in What is Art, that art should be simple and understandable by all; thus he had no use for any of Bach’s music other than the famous Air from the Orchestral Suites – he also had little use for his own earlier novels.

He and his wife, Sonya, were both avid diarists; he was always brutally honest in his diary – a tendency that led to more strife since both he and Sonya would surreptitiously read each other’s diaries.

At the end of his life he had collected a group of followers who came to be known as Tolstoyans. They attempted to live according to Jesus’ teachings, particularly the Sermon on the Mount, were pacifists and drove Sonya up the wall. Tolstoy’s version of Christianity was practical, demystified and stripped of the transcendent. For the most part it didn’t work. Vladmir Chertkov was one of Tolstoy’s closest confidants but unfortunately he was rather dour and sanctimonious with little of Tolstoy’s insight – imagine Gordon Brown as a monk. Another prominent Tolstoyan was Valentin Bulgakov, an innocent youth hired to be Tolstoy’s secretary. The Doukhobors were very much influenced by Tolstoy; they ended up in Canada, but the Tolstoyans were all swallowed up in the violence of the revolution.

In the end Tolstoy fled from his wife and his Tolstoyans and their squabbles to die on a bench in a railway station; perhaps a fitting end, since he finally managed to discard the trappings of his wealth and position.

In my youth I devoured all his novels, essays and then biographies; the last one I remember reading was a biography of his wife, Sonya by Anne Edwards.

Now there is a film about Tolstoy’s last days: The Last Station. Helen Mirren plays Sonya; she says of the film that it is, “A serious comedy about love and relationships”. Not very promising, but I shall probably go and see it anyway:

HELEN Mirren says playing Tolstoy’s wife in a new film was like a home-coming. She spoke to James Rampton about love, literature and getting in touch with her Russian roots.

A run-down railway station in an unremarkable east German town is an unlikely place to meet Dame Helen Mirren.

The fact we’re surrounded by ragged hay bales, an abandoned hand-cart and a pile of battered suitcases makes the encounter with one of Britain’s most elegant actresses all the more surreal, but Helen seems thoroughly at home.

We’re on the set of her latest movie, The Last Station, a moving story about the turbulent relationship between the great Russian novelist, Leo Tolstoy (played by Christopher Plummer), and his spirited wife, Sofya (Helen).

The actress didn’t hesitate to take the part when she was sent the script, describing it as “one of the great women’s roles in film”. But another big draw was her Russian lineage.

As Tolstoy neared the end of his life, his wife fought tirelessly to hang on to his legacy for the sake of their children (some believed it should be bequeathed to the people of Russia) and as the film shows, it was a marriage born of passion, not placidity.

“She is a wonderfully tempestuous person and also very funny,” smiles Helen.

“She had given her life to Tolstoy’s work – she copied War and Peace out six times – think of the work! Sofya was simply fighting for what she is owed. It’s a fabulous role.”

And Helen isn’t the only one to think so. The Last Station has already won her the Best Actress Award at the Rome Film Festival and she recently received an Oscar nomination for the film.

Weightlifting ant

From the BBCAdd an Image

An amazing image of an ant lifting 100 times its body weight has won first prize in a science photography contest.

The image shows an Asian weaver ant hanging upside down on a glass-like surface and holding a 500mg (0.02oz) weight in its jaws.

It was taken by zoology specialist Dr Thomas Endlein of Cambridge University as he researched insects’ sticky feet.

Dr Endlein won £700 in photographic vouchers from the Biotechnology and Biological Sciences Research Council.

The research shows how ants change the size and shape of the pads on their feet to enable them to carry heavier loads.

He hopes it could help scientists develop better glues.

“The pads on ants’ feet are self-cleaning and can stick to almost any type of surface,” he said.

“No man-made glue or adhesive system can match this. Understanding how animals can control their adhesive systems should help us come up with clever adhesives in the future.”

I just want to make sure that everyone understands that no Design was used in the making of this ant.

Youtube turns five

Malcolm Muggeridge used to say, “the camera always lies”. His denunciation was frequently made while holding forth in front of a camera – he seemed to enjoy sawing off the branch on which he was perched. According to Muggeridge the camera was a perfect example of what William Blake meant when he wrote:

They ever must believe a lie
Who see with, not through, the eye.

I wonder what he would have made of Youtube; he probably would have hated it.

Like much of the Internet, Youtube has given the common man a means to express himself, wresting it away from the grasp of the elite – who generally are inclined to overindulge man’s natural tendency to lie. This isn’t such a bad thing: with 10 hours of video being uploaded every second, the lies will tend to cancel each other out.

From the Post:

YouTube at five: how its videos became our collective memory.

Chances are, we never would have heard of Susan Boyle without YouTube.

If the frumpy Scottish songstress had blown away a skeptical audience with her rendition of “I Dreamed a Dream” in April of 2004 rather than April of 2009, no one except those who were watching Britain’s Got Talent on television that evening would know the name Susan Boyle. The more than 120 million people around the world who watched Ms. Boyle’s television debut would likely never have seen the rags-to-riches story.

That’s because five years ago, YouTube didn’t exist.

While it’s hard to imagine a world without YouTube, it was just five years ago last Saturday that a trio of ex-PayPal employees joined forces to register a Web address which would eventually become a site where anyone could post videos to the Internet.

A few months later, the first video, “Me at the Zoo,” was uploaded to YouTube’s servers, kicking off a revolution that would fundamentally change the role video and the Web play in our culture, altering our collective consciousness and helping millions of people understand obscure references from The Simpsons.

Today, YouTube is the world’s largest repository for video clips on the Internet, with a mind-boggling 10 hours of new video uploaded to the site every second and more than 100 million videos watched every day. It is now physically impossible for any human being to watch every video on YouTube in the span of a single lifetime.

Bridging divisions the Anglican way

John Chapman, Bishop of Ottawa is going to quell the strife in his church by training his priests:

The Anglican Church in Canada is updating how it trains priests so they can minister to everyone from Bay Street stockbrokers to Baffin Island Inuit.

Up until now priests have only been trained to seek out and hunt down candidates for same-sex unions; now that demographic has been exhausted, they are going after stockbrokers.

Ottawa Bishop John Chapman, who is leading the initiative, believes a savvier clergy would help bridge the church’s current bitter divisions over issues such as gay priests.

I can’t think why no-one has come up with this before. If only the clergy were more “savvy” we’d all start agreeing with same-sex blessings. It’s so obvious.

“The genius of the Anglican Church has been its capacity to live in difference,” Chapman said in an interview.

Or, as is now the case, disintegrate in difference.

As much as the church is badly divided these days, at least people care, “and that’s not what I remember as a child. I don’t remember people working up that kind of energy about anything. It was still the club; it was the social life. You found yourself there every Sunday and you weren’t even sure why some times.

Now, at least, people know why they do not belong to the Anglican Church of Canada

“I can’t imagine my childhood church getting worked about human sexuality,” said Chapman. “These are one of the most exciting times; there is a passion for faith.”

It’s true, of course: the creeping heresy of the ACoC has created passion among Anglican Christians; so much passion that a new Anglican province has been formed. Thanks for the nudge, John.

But pastors need new skills in calming congregations at war over sexuality or steering communities through traumatic change like closing a church. “There is quite a variety of need … that has exploded in last 25 years and we have not, in terms of a common standard … kept pace with that.”

It’s hard to keep pace with dealing with the havoc you have created when you are expending so much energy in creating more, John.

In order to calm congregations, training in doping incense with teargas, crippling but non-lethal wielding of thuribles and the use of taser tipped bishops crooks has begun.

Those working with immigrants, in urban areas, or remote First Nations communities, all need unique skills if they are to keep the church vibrant.

“The Anglican Church is not … white Anglo-Saxon,” says Chapman.

“It’s very much a global church, represented in this country.”

The global Anglican church is the one thing that bishops like Chapman are ignoring; every request from the bulk of the Anglican Communion to stop same sex blessings and homosexual ordinations has only served to create perversely contorted justifications for continuing to do what it has been asked not to do. Chapman himself coined the phrase “experiential discernment” to explain why he was continuing to do what he ought not to; I understand that the Ottawa branch of the Hell’s Angels now tattoos that on every member’s arm as part of his initiation.

Recommendations will go to the national church’s faith, worship and ministry committee, which will develop a proposal for common standards. Chapman is hoping that Primate George Hiltz, head of the Anglican Church in Canada, will create a commission to address the problems.

“create a commission to address the problems” . In other words, nothing will be done.

I am ¬a Faithful Episcopalian

I only just came across this Facebook group.

Its statement of purpose keeps referring to a Book; I can only assume its Mao’s Little Red Book. There is no mention of obedience to God, just “canonical obedience to Her Grace the Presiding Bishop”.

Chilling.

We are a group of Episcopalians committed to unity, faith, and charity without schism from the Episcopal Church. True to the Anglican spirit, whoever you are, whatever you bring, you are welcome here.

OATH OF CANONICAL OBEDIENCE TO HER GRACE THE PRESIDING BISHOP OF THE EPISCOPAL CHURCH

We the members of this group, do solemnly swear by that book and by the holy contents thereof and by the wonderful works that God hath miraculously wrought in heaven above and in the earth beneath, that that we will pay true and canonical obedience to Her Grace the Presiding Bishop and Primate of the Episcopal Church and her successors in all things lawful and honest, so help us God through Jesus Christ our Saviour.

OATH OF SUPREMACY

We the members of this group, do utterly testify and declare in our consciences that the Presiding Bishop’s grace is the only primatial authority of this province, as well in all spiritual or ecclesiastical things or causes, and that no foreign bishop, prelate, or primate hath or ought to have any jurisdiction, power, superiority, pre-eminence or authority ecclesiastical within this province; and therefore we do utterly renounce and forsake all foreign jurisdictions, powers, superiorities and authorities, and do promise that from henceforth we shall bear faith and canonical obedience to the Presiding Bishop’s especial grace and her lawful successors, and to our power shall assist and defend all jurisdictions, pre-eminences, privileges and authorities granted or belonging to the Presiding Bishop’s especial grace and her successors, or united or annexed to the primatial throne of this province. So help us God, and by the contents of that Book.

Benny Hinn’s wife files for dvorce

According to this:

ORANGE, Calif. – The wife of televangelist Benny Hinn has filed for divorce in Southern California.

Suzanne Hinn filed the papers in Orange County Superior Court on Feb. 1, citing irreconcilable differences, after more than 30 years of marriage. The papers note the two separated on Jan. 26 and that Hinn has been living in Dana Point, a wealthy coastal community in southern Orange County.

And here she is:

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One can only assume he would no longer take his enema like a man.

Elton John, theologian

Let’s start on a positive note: Elton gets some things right. As the creator of the universe, the Logos, Jesus is quite bright; and Jesus was compassionate and forgiving.

Once Elton moves beyond that, there is just the slightest – the very slightest – chance that he may be allowing his own personal homoerotic perspective cloud his judgement; just a little. After all, why would the Creator of the universe, the One who caused all things to be, the archetype of abundance, who holds everything together through the power of his word, before whom every knee shall bow choose to be incarnate as an example of an evolutionary dead end destined for Darwinian deselection?

In Elton’s own words:

“I think Jesus was a compassionate, super-intelligent gay man who understood human problems,” John told the Sunday supplement. “On the cross, he forgave the people who crucified him. Jesus wanted us to be loving and forgiving. I don’t know what makes people so cruel. Try being a gay woman in the Middle East — you’re as good as dead.”

Ugandan aversion therapy

Martin Ssempa, a Ugandan pastor has supposedly shown homosexual pornography in his church to let people know “what homosexuals do.” For most of us, it is sufficient to imagine.

I suspect that the well intentioned cleric has made a bit of a blunder; perhaps he was trying to deter his congregation from following suit by exhibiting the undisputable (to a heterosexual) yuck factor; perhaps he genuinely thought his congregation could not make an informed decision without seeing for themselves “what homosexuals do”; or perhaps he is naïve and overzealous.

The usual coterie of LBGT and leftist hangers on have roundly condemned him.

John Bothwell, at one time bishop of the Diocese of Niagara, used to take a similar approach to toughen up his seminary students before agreeing to employ them. Every year he would show ordinands a pornographic homosexual film to introduce them to the real world – at least, his real world. The only people who complained were the audience.

Here is the article from the BBC:

An anti-gay clergyman in Uganda has screened gay pornography in his church, in an attempt to gain support for proposed anti-homosexuality laws.

“We are in the process of legislation and we have to educate ourselves about what homosexuals do,” Pastor Martin Ssempa told the BBC.

Gay rights activists suggested the pastor “needed medical help”.

The anti-gay bill, which proposes the death penalty for some gay people, has caused outrage around the world.

US President Barack Obama described the proposals as “odious”.

Monica Mbaru, from the International Gay and Lesbian Human Rights Commission, roundly condemned the pastor’s behaviour.

“You cannot screen pornographic material to your followers and then want to argue that you are upholding society’s morals,” she told the BBC.

Russian journalist advocates “post-natal abortion”

It was only a matter of time:

In late December, Snezhana Mitina received a tearful phone call from her friend Svetlana. Sobbing, Svetlana explained she had just read a newspaper article calling for babies with mental disabilities to be killed at birth.

The author, Aleksandr Nikonov, used the word “debil” — a deeply offensive term in Russian — to characterize such children. He argued that parents should have the right to euthanize newborns diagnosed with mental retardation and other developmental disabilities.

The article, which ran under the headline “Finish Them Off, So They Don’t Suffer,” went on to describe what Nikonov termed “postnatal abortion” as an act of mercy.

Mitina and her friend, Svetlana Shtarkova — both mothers of children with developmental disabilities — decided to take action. They filed a complaint with the Russian Union of Journalists against Nikonov, a correspondent for the popular tabloid “Speed-Info.”

The two women say their aim is not to punish Nikonov but to raise the alarm about Russia’s culture of intolerance toward disabled people. Shtarkova made an emotional appeal at a hearing last week at the journalists’ union.

“The opinion expressed by the author is not unique; statistics show that one-fourth of Russians share similar views,” Shtarkova told the February 2 hearing. “Complete strangers come up to me in the street and tell me that I’m depraved and deserve my fate. Doctors and social workers refuse to do their jobs, just because my child is severely disabled.”

The lawyer representing the two mothers, Pyotr Kucherenko, told the board that Nikonov’s proposal to put “flawed” babies to death only fueled discrimination and was dangerously reminiscent of the theories of racial superiority upheld by Nazi Germany.

Nikonov, however, was unrepentant.

“Let me introduce myself: I am Adolf Hitler. This is the way people want to portray me,” Nikonov says. “But the real bastards are those who tell me, ‘Yes, it is good and fair that people are in pain. We’ll look on and say people can suffer, as long as our scholarly conception of humaneness is not affected.’ To hell with you. People shouldn’t suffer. This is my opinion, and you won’t shut me up.”

This is a stark reminder that the devaluing of life inside the womb leads inexorably to the devaluing of it outside. Nikonov’s reasoning that “people shouldn’t suffer” can easily be developed into the next step: no-one should live since everyone suffers to some degree.