Richard Dawkins must be pleased with the emerging revelations that Michael Jackson appears to have been a cocktail-drunk drug addict, hopped up on numerous meds to keep the anxiety and despair at bay. After all - that's another myth gone - a genuine hero that people could love. Or maybe, Jackson was tarnished as long ago as 1995, anyway, and had no more to lose. Still, it rankles that Britain's top atheist has set up a summer camp for kids, where - I kid you not - there will be a prize for the best proof of the non-existence of unicorns. No doubt, they will also be taught (incorrectly) that there is no Father Christmas, too.
Now, it may be okay for Dawkins to peddle his sad and empty sophistry to adults, but surely he should resist the urge to hang with the kids, and steal what little wonder and innocence they have left. When adults do that to children, we have a name for it. Now, some may think taking a child's imagination is not a sin, so long as their parents have granted permission, but I wonder - isn't that frail and tentative thing called hope and wonder - that key aspect of being young - too-soon taken from us anyway?
Why encourage the young to kill their dreams, their beasts, their magic and their monsters, before 18? The adult world will tax them, will send them to war, and will subject them to mindless work - the least it can do is leave them alone until then. I have nothing against education, but there's that, then there's indoctrination. Dawkins is increasingly becoming a pest. When will Britain stop believing in him?
Now, it may be okay for Dawkins to peddle his sad and empty sophistry to adults, but surely he should resist the urge to hang with the kids, and steal what little wonder and innocence they have left. When adults do that to children, we have a name for it. Now, some may think taking a child's imagination is not a sin, so long as their parents have granted permission, but I wonder - isn't that frail and tentative thing called hope and wonder - that key aspect of being young - too-soon taken from us anyway?
Why encourage the young to kill their dreams, their beasts, their magic and their monsters, before 18? The adult world will tax them, will send them to war, and will subject them to mindless work - the least it can do is leave them alone until then. I have nothing against education, but there's that, then there's indoctrination. Dawkins is increasingly becoming a pest. When will Britain stop believing in him?
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I love Hitchen's style and passion. His God is Not Great is a pleasure to read. Orwell and Spinoza truly are better traditions to build on than the various religious nightmares that today are dogging us.
None of my kids are allowed to say there's no such thing as Father Christmas. Life's just too short for that. Anyway, there's a French picture book called Father Christmas - the Truth - and FC himself gave that book to my eldest when he was 13 and started going around tellign his sister there was no such thing! That soon shut him up I can tell you.
You're right about Dawkins - he's a pest, peddling a particularly obnoxious form of born-again intolerance.
However, forgive me but I find the idea of M. Jackson as "a genuine hero that people could love" about as credible (or useful) as M.J. the important cultural icon/musician/"artist". That's not to say that people can't love him or stick him on a pedestal as high as that rather sinister and totalitarian looking sky-scraping statue in one of his soppier music videos. People can and do "love" (or scream themselves hoarse at) anyone/thing they want to; they loved Gary Glitter (for awhile anyway); they loved the Spice Girls and Sarah Palin.
M.J. was a good mover (even if he repeated those moves endlessly) who put out a few pleasurably catchy pop numbers, the kind that are hard to get out of one's head and keep rattling around in there like spare change. His music had about as much soul as an ad jingle; Tom Paulin had it about right when he expressed puzzlement that anyone could get excited about about M.J's sound, which he described as "non-stick, Teflon music". Put one of the real icons (Armstrong/Ella/Billie Holliday) beside M.J. and he quickly fades, like an unwatered potted plant in a strong sun.
But plenty of people will still love him, to distraction, for just as long as they want. As with Madonna, he had some talent, and cut a figure for awhile, then he got that hyper-unreal machinery behind him (which hastened his pitiable self-destruction) and exploded into Christ/Father Christmas for anyone who needed such a pop-up dream in their living room (Lady Di fulfilled a similar function across the pond). Whatever about his loving fans, I suspect the poor guy is far better off now; anyone who can treat their own body that way (bleaching his skin, shaving his nose to a nib...) can't really love himself a whole lot, can he?
The Camp Quest project actually came about in America, where many summer camps have a fundamentalist Christian agenda. If you want to see a truly disgusting example of an ideology being forced upon impressionable children I recommend the documentary Jesus Camp. The sad fact is that camps such as Pastor Betty Fischer's are legion and doing far more damage to children's innocence than the four camps in the world that encourage a naturalistic viewpoint.
As for the unicorn gripe, I find that most children know that unicorns dont exist, they have no real problem telling make believe and fairy tale from reality in that respect. But then again, children aren't taught that Unicorns are patriarchal authority figures that would punish them eternally for not believing in them.
I suppose I would like Dawkins less if every book he wrote was The God Delusion. It's my least favourite work of his, I guess we all have a chip on our shoulder about something, eh Todd? Luckily, Dawkins has written some of the most breathtaking science books in print, I recommend that one day you might actually get round to reading one of them.