…but I want to make sure I’m not being discriminatory or intolerant before I do.
So how does this price sheet look? Will it pass the smell test?
I have no problem providing goods and services for people who don’t share the same religious beliefs as I do. But if they expect me to be the one who will violate my religious beliefs to accommodate theirs, when there are other providers who won’t bat an eye, they had goddamn well better be ready to pay for that service too.
Over at PJMedia, Spengler opines on why folks like The Reason I’m Here hate people like me so much:
They are being silly. We know they are being silly, and they know we know, and they can’t stand it. It isn’t quite how we repudiate the idea that the opposing party has any legitimacy at all. But we can’t stop giggling.
“Reductio ad absurdum” does not begin to characterize the utter silliness of liberals, whose governing dogma holds that everyone has a right to invent their own identity. God is dead and everything is permitted, Zarathustra warned; he should have added that everything is silly. When we abhor tradition, we become ridiculous, because we lack the qualifications to replace what generation upon generation of our ancestors built on a belief in revelation and centuries of trial and error. Conservatives know better. G.K. Chesterton said it well: “Tradition means giving votes to the most obscure of all classes, our ancestors. It is the democracy of the dead. Tradition refuses to submit to the small and arrogant oligarchy of those who merely happen to be walking about.”
It resonates. He’s an idiot. We know he is an idiot, and he knows that we know. And he can’t stand that we refuse to take him seriously.