May 2016

The Fading Song of the West: O my Hiawatha!

Submitted by Mathijs Koenraadt on Wed, 05/25/2016 - 11:40

“O my Hiawatha! All your prayers are heard in heaven, For you pray not like the others; Not for greater skill in hunting, Not for greater craft in fishing, Not for triumph in the battle, Nor renown among the warriors, But for profit of the people, For advantage of the nations.”

These lines were taken from the epic poem The Song of Hiawatha by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, written in 1855. That year, at a time when political correctness had not yet been invented, an anonymous reviewer for the New York Times judged the poem harshly:

The Promise of Eternal Life: A Hands-On Review of Christianity

Submitted by Mathijs Koenraadt on Mon, 05/09/2016 - 13:09

Stumbling into Westminster Cathedral, London, a man dressed in white robes I presumed to be a priest was in the middle of a religious service. The priest stood behind an impressive altar, with a series of steps separating himself from his audience. Speaking before a small group of people seated on simple wooden chairs, some were sitting on their knees, praying. Carefully observing the events unfolding, I kept my distance and remained standing in the shadow of one of the large columns supporting the cathedral.

The Message of Violence: A Conspiracy Against Children

Submitted by Mathijs Koenraadt on Wed, 05/04/2016 - 12:55

“How can people love themselves if the message that they were not worth loving was drummed into them at an early stage? If they were beaten black and blue to make them into a different person? If they had it impressed on them that they were a nuisance to their parents, and that nothing in the world would ever change their parents’ dislike and anger?”—Alice Miller, Out of the Prison of Self-Blame[1]