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July 01, 2013

Canada Day 2013: "Sing God save the land we love the best"

For the tenth time in this blog's history: Happy Canada Day!

Today is the 146th anniversary of Confederation, and, as usual, Canadians temporarily cast off their restraint and display unbridled patriotism. This is, of course, most evident here in the nation's capital, where the streets surrounding Parliament Hill become one very crowded block party for the day, culminating in a stage show and the annual 10 pm fireworks. The first Canada Day I attended, back in 1995, featured performances by Burton Cummings and Spirit of the West. This year, though, it's Carly Rae Jepsen and literally no one else I've ever heard of, so I think I'll skip the stage show (though I do have an invitation to see the fireworks from a well-situated downtown balcony).

This is also the 140th anniversary of Prince Edward Island, which joined Confederation on July 1, 1873—the eighth province or territory to do so. In honour of the anniversary, I devote this year's customary patriotic song to PEI's provincial hymn: "The Island Hymn."

This song dates back to 1908. The lyrics were written by Lucy Maud Montgomery, best known of course as the author of Anne of Green Gables, that quintessential Canadian redheaded orphan:

Fair Island of the sea,
We raise our song to thee,
The bright and blest;
Loyally now we stand
As brothers, hand in hand,
And sing God save the land
We love the best.

Upon our princely Isle
May kindest fortune smile
In coming years;
Peace and prosperity
In all her borders be,
From every evil free,
And weakling fears.

Prince Edward Isle, to thee
Our hearts shall faithful be
Where'er we dwell;
Forever may we stand
As brothers, hand in hand,
And sing God save the land
We love so well.

The music was composed by Lawrence Watson specifically for this hymn. I've heard one recording of "The Island Hymn," and in my opinion, the lyrics deserve better. In fact, when I first read the lyrics, I mentally matched them to "Olivet," the Lowell Mason tune to which "My Faith Looks Up to Thee" is usually sung. "The Island Hymn" was officially declared as PEI's provincial hymn in 2010.

2013 is also a sadder milestone, as it marks the passing of Stompin' Tom Connors at the ripe old age of 77 in March. Connors was a Canadian patriot, with many of his best-known songs referencing Canadian culture, history, or folklore. Appropriately for today, his first single, and arguably his best-known, was "Bud the Spud," a lighthearted ballad about a PEI potato trucker who raises the ire of the police.

This being my 10th Canada Day blog post, I thought it only fitting to go out with a twofer. Happy July 1, everyone.

Previous Canada Day songs:

January 23, 2013

Carleton U.: where the stupid goes in before the student goes out

Oh, not again.

I have lost count of the number of times this has happened, but yet one more time, Last Chance U. has beclowned itself thanks to the authoritarian moonbattery of its student leadership.

Arun Smith isn't a member of the Carleton University Students' Association, but he could have been. Last year, the "seventh-year human rights student" ran for election to a councillor's seat from the Faculty of Arts and Social Sciences (FASS). In his candidacy video, he promised to create "inclusive, open spaces that are safe spaces, where every voice is empowered and every student's voice is heard."

Fast-forward to Monday, when the Carleton Students for Liberty erected a "free speech wall"—basically a freestanding plywood wall covered with paper—in the Unicentre to promote the free competetition of ideas.

Some time between November and Monday, Arun Smith must have had a change of heart about inclusiveness and hearing every student's voice, because he took it upon himself to destroy the wall, then boast about it in a ponderous manifesto on Facebook with the byline "Arun Séamus Surinder Smith." I'm guessing either that his parents didn't contemplate the implications of his given names' initials, or that they can see the future.

July 01, 2012

Come, all ye bold Canadians, to Canada Day

Happy Canada Day, mes amis. Today is Canada's 145th birthday. I'm actually writing this up on the evening of June 30, but if the weather is agreeable, then by the time you read this, I'll be downtown seeing the sights on and around Parliament Hill (and I'll be viewing this evening's fireworks from a friend's balcony).

Since I started this blog, it has been my tradition to give a brief history of a different Canadian patriotic song each July 1. I believe I hit the point last year where I had done the last song I knew. So I found myself at a bit of a loss this summer for new material.

However, at some point I realized, "Hey, wait a minute—this is 2012. It's the bicentennial year of the beginning of the War of 1812!" After all, surely a major war produced a patriotic song or two . . .

January 30, 2012

A sad ending

When this story broke a couple weeks ago, I had a sinking feeling it would not have a happy ending. I would have liked to be wrong:

Greg Etue, husband of CTV Ottawa's Carol Anne Meehan, has been found dead near Killaloe, Ont.

The well-known pharmacist hadn't been seen or heard from since Jan. 16 when he left home in the family van. He had been battling multiple sclerosis and cancer for several years.

Ontario police said they found Etue and the 2008 Pontiac Montana on High Crest Lane in Brudenell around 12:30 p.m. Monday.

Foul play is not suspected.

[Full Story]

Ms. Meehan is an anchor for CTV's 6-o'clock news in Ottawa, so her personal tragedy unfortunately becomes a local news story. Prayers for her, her family and her in-laws.

January 12, 2012

Two qualifications you apparently don't need to be a CUSA councillor

The Carleton University Students' Association (CUSA), the student union that can't make up its mind whether it's a Gestapo or Politburo when it comes to its pro-life subjects, is at it again. They have released proposed referendum questions for this year's general election. Not every proposed question deals, directly or indirectly, with the issue of abortion or campus pro-life clubs, but #4, specifically, does:

Are you in favour of banning groups such as Lifeline, the Genocide Awareness Project, Campaign for Life Coalition and other organizations whose primary purpose is to use inaccurate information and violent images to discourage women from exploring all options in the event of pregnancy from Carleton University campus?

November 24, 2011

And now . . . this - Nov. 24/11

An Ottawa-area brewery will no longer deliver beer door-to-door after a complaint from another unnamed brewery, according to its Facebook page.

Steve Beauchesne, who co-owns Beau's All Natural Brewing Co. in Vankleek Hill, south of Ottawa, wrote a blog post Thursday detailing the shutdown. . . .

The original plan included a team effort with Operation Come Home, an agency that runs a resource and program centre for homeless youth, where at-risk youth would deliver the beer for a fee. That money would then go to a shelter.

[Full Story]

Not to malign Beau's, or their good intentions, but somehow it surprises me that no one put the brakes on this scheme because, "Hey, we're giving large quantities of alcohol to homeless kids," before a government agency intervened.

January 01, 2011

And so it begins . . .

Sigh. One day into the new year, and Ottawa's already chalked up its first possible homicide:

Ottawa police are investigating a suspicious death in New Edinburgh.

Paramedics were called to an address on Stanley Avenue after a man was discovered lying in the driveway. He had no vital signs, paramedics said.

[Full Story]

Of course, we're not alone: Toronto and Calgary have also already chalked up a chalk outline. But Ottawa? Never mind someone getting offed on the first day of the year, I think you can usually count the total annual homicides on your fingers.

Remember when you could go at least a week into January in Canada before someone got murdered?

November 18, 2010

Last Chance U.'s student goobermint does it again

Well, you can say one thing for CUSA: at least they're being consistent. Whether they're voting to decertify any campus club that disagrees with official pro-choice dogma, calling pro-life advocates Holocaust deniers, or cancelling charity events that raise funds to find cures for diseases that don't kill enough minorities or women, you can usually count on the Carleton University Student Association to hop on the hot-air balloon of stupidity and drift up into Cloud Cuckoo Land.

On Monday, CUSA voted again to decertify Carleton Lifeline, the campus pro-life club, as the National Post reports:

Carleton University’s official student association has banned the Ottawa institution’s anti-abortion club, offering it just one way to get back into good graces: support abortion rights.

On Monday, the Carleton University Student Association (CUSA), decertified Carleton Lifeline for its anti-abortion views. It told the club that being against abortion violated CUSA’s anti-discrimination policy, but that it could get recertified in a day or two.

"We invite you to amend your constitution to create one that respects our anti-discrimination policy as laid out above," wrote Khaldoon Bushnaq, CUSA’s vice-president of internal affairs. "If you are able to resubmit a constitution that meets our criteria by Thursday, November 18th we will be able to certify your club for this semester."

[Full Story]

Translation: "By all means the pro-life group can have its status back, just as soon as it stops being pro-life." Nice club. Shame if something happened to it.

As club president Ruth Lobo points out in the article, Lifeline hasn't had an issue with CUSA since 2007. If they havent changed their constitution, then obviously CUSA's complaint about it not meeting policy is bogus. The last time Lifeline was decertified, it was a knee-jerk reaction to a debate held on campus a month earlier on whether elective abortion should be legal. This time, decertification comes a month after some Lifeline members were arrested for "trespassing" (on their own campus) for displaying the graphic Genocide Awareness Project. It looks to me that the CUSA's accusation of "discrimination" by Lifeline is a fig leaf meant to cover up CUSA's own discrimination against students who refuse to toe the line of official orthodoxy. (If GAP showed bloody images of dismembered Palestinians instead of dismembered fetuses, would we even be reading about this?)

A blog I read earlier today (and unfortunately can't find now, to give proper credit) put it well: CUSA discriminates against opinions contrary to its own policies, then through compulsory fees, compels pro-life students to discriminate against themselves. I guess we'll see in the next few days whether the usual public pressure at CUSA's idiocy makes them blink. Again.

July 01, 2010

It's a beauty way to go

It is, once again, Canada Day: Canada's 143rd birthday. As I write this, I can hear the sound of fireworks at Parliament Hill - which, supposedly, I would be able to see if not for the block of townhouses adjacent to the back yard. As always, downtown Ottawa is closed to traffic and becomes the location of a massive street party. This year is particularly special, as the Queen arrived in Halifax on Tuesday, and was present in Ottawa for the day's festivities.

It has been my tradition every year to post a short history about some Canadian patriotic song. I hope no one minds if I'm a little tongue-in-cheek this year, but while posting a week of Rush hits, I couldn't resist this opportunity.

In 1980, the CBC network asked the producers of the sketch comedy program SCTV to include two minutes of specifically Canadian content. In response, cast members Dave Thomas and Rick Moranis created "The Great White North," a mock talk show in which two dimwitted brothers wore toques, drank beer, ate back bacon, spoke in Canadian slang, and basically parodied every Canadian stereotype there was. Amazingly, the segment became the most popular part of SCTV, and Bob and Doug McKenzie became not merely caricatures, but genuine Canadian cultural icons.

Since the characters became inexplicably popular in the United States, Bob and Doug became cultural ambassadors of a sort, and are probably as responsible as anyhing else for the notion that we Canadians say "Eh?" and "Take off" and "Beauty!" a lot. In addition to SCTV, the Bob and Doug phenomenon spawned a hit comedy record, a cult movie, a set of ads for Pizza Hut, an animated TV series, and, of course, a hit comedy album. The Great White North was like an audio-only version of the TV show, discussing such topics as Doug's ability to make sound effects with his mouth or why donut shops never have enough parking spaces. It even included a hit single: "Take Off," which even broke the top 20 in the U.S. It features Rush's Geddy Lee singing the chorus - because, as he says on the album, "Ten bucks is ten bucks." (Moranis and Lee actually attended public school together as children.)

Here it is. Enjoy. (And happy birthday, Canada.)

Previous Canada Day songs:

June 23, 2010

Why I love Ottawa (or, Shaken, not stirred)

Amongst the best reasons to live in Ottawa:

  • Beautiful, historic buildings, like the neo-Gothic edifices on Parliament Hill.
  • It's the only place in Canada where national news and local news are almost always the same thing.
  • Occasional sightings of various heads of state (Hu Jintao is in fact arriving in Ottawa today).
  • Lots of beautiful parkland.
  • A massive street party every July 1.
  • Regular earthquakes for your comfort and entertainment.

After today, I join the elite few who have stood within a stone's throw of a 5.0-magnitude eathquake's epicentre and lived to tell the tale. No damage - just a glass that fell off my desk and didn't break. Plenty of excitement.

July 01, 2009

This is my home: Canada Day 2009

Today is Canada Day: the 142nd anniversary of Confederation. (This, for the record, makes Canada 103 years and 5 months older than me, give or take a week or two.) As always, Ottawa is Celebration Central, and Canadians and tourists alike shed their usual reservedness for one day of overt patriotism.

Every Canada Day, I post the story of one Canadian patriotic song. Since right now I'm caught in the middle of a week of Canadian hits of the 1980s, it seems fitting that this year's song also fit that theme.

During Vancouver's centennial year in 1986, the city hosted the 1986 World Exposition on Transportation and Communication - better known as Expo '86. This was the second time a World's Fair was held in Canada, the first being Expo '67 in Montreal, during the Canadian centennial year. Expo '86 had pavilons from more than 50 nations, most of Canada's provinces and territories, and many corporations, and was attended by numerous VIPs, including Prince Charles and Princess Diana, Margaret Thatcher, and then-U.S. vice president George H. W. Bush. Despite losing more than $300 million, it was considered a resounding success. After the fair was over, much of the land was redeveloped into parkland and condominiums, and a section of it is now being turned into the Olympic village in time for the 2010 Winter Olympics.

Vancouver-based, avant-garde composer Bob Buckley penned a theme for the Canadian pavilion: "Canada: This Is My Home." The song is nothing profound: it's simply a stirring, sentimental piece about how wonderful it is to live in Canada, "from sea to sea." Naturally, it's bilingual (and since my French is barely passable, please excuse any mistakes in the transcription, I've done my best):

From sea to sea, a tapestry of colour, shapes and sounds
We're a people bound together by the visions we have found
From place to place, face to face, we share this common bond
It's a feeling lying deep within, where only dreams belong
Et quand on partage un rêve on va beaucoup plus loin
Viens plus loins, prends ma main, tout un pays se rejoint

This is my home O Canada
This is my home O Canada O Canada

Je découvre avec moi des splendeurs et des coeurs
Des façons de vivre et des pouvoirs createurs
It's here where you realize the heart and home are one
Canada, Canada, we're your daughters we're your sons

This is my home O Canada
This is my home O Canada O Canada
On est chez nous Ô Canada
Chez nous partout Ô Canada Ô Canada
This is my home

O Canada, this is my home
Chez nous partout Ô Canada Ô Canada
On est chez nous Ô Canada
This is my home O Canada O Canada
This is my home

Since Expo '86, the continuing popularity of "This Is My Home" has made it practically an unofficial national anthem. I've heard it performed live twice on Parliament Hill on July 1 (and probably only missed it the other times).

Once again: Happy Birthday, Canada.

Previous Canada Day songs:

March 14, 2009

The morality of Abortion, part 1: Opening statements

I've put this off longer than I originally intended (life's like that); but, as almost always, better late than never. A couple weeks ago I briefly summarized the debate between Andrew Sneddon and Stephanie Gray that took place at the University of Ottawa. Here I intend to go over the debate in more detail and in four parts, starting with the two 20-minute opening statements.

Opening statement: Andrew Sneddon

Dr. Sneddon won the pre-debate coin toss, and spoke first. Here is a summary of his opening statement:

The title of the presentation was, "Why I am Pro-Choice and Why I Should Thank My Mother." Sneddon began his argument with a "change in topic": suppose that he needs a kidney, and the only compatible donor in the world was his mother. Does he have a right to it? Pregnancy and abortion are tricky issues, but not absolutely unique: they are relevant and similar issues [similar to the kidney-donation problem, I assume he meant.]

The question to be resolved is: Is elective abortion a wrong act (i.e. is it morally impermissible)? There are two positions: first, that the fetus has no moral standing, in which case abortion is permissible. This, Sneddon said, is closer to the truth, but he was not going to defend it since it was hard and he is lazy. Second is the position that the fetus does have full moral standing, and therefore the right to life. Nonetheless, in the latter case, abortion is still widely permissible.

To return to the kidney case: clearly he has no right to his mother's kidney. It is her right to give it away, but before that he has no right to it. By parity of reasoning, a kidney donation is analogous because:

  • it concerns the relationship between mother and child
  • both mother and child are full members of the human community
  • both cases require use of the mother's body to survive
  • his right to life and need for her body do not grant him a right to use that body to save his life against her will

There are three potential disanalogies. The first is location: the fetus is within his mother's body, while the kidney patient is outside it. This is not a relevant disanalogy. The second is the intentional participation of the mother; obviously in the vast majority of cases she conceives intentionally. This is not relevant either: intentional participation is not transferable; for example, if he opens his door to let fresh air into the house, that does not give a trespasser the right to enter. The third is the difference between "killing" and "letting die." Not donating a kidney is not killing, but letting die, whereas abortion is killing. This is an important distinction. However, it is not necessarily a moral difference, and there is a lot of philosophical literature on it, for example discussing passive vs. active euthanasia. Killing and letting die need to be evaluated on the same grounds; the cases of a needed kidney and pregnancy shouldn't be considered differently. However, even if killing is unjustified, that doesn't mean that the anti-abortion case is vindicated: the fetus still has no right to use his mother's body.

Is it justifiable for a mother to disconnect herself from the fetus and let it die? Yes, on the grounds of the mother's bodily autonomy, widely recognized as a right in philosophy and democratic society. There are two domains where this must be considered: the wide world, where claims must be evaluated against other claims; and within oneself, where one has a different standing with respect to himself and with others. A person is not merely a bundle of resources; his right to autonomy is absolute within the confines of his person.

Therefore, abortion is permissible, and nothing further needs to be addressed.

Opening statement: Stephanie Gray

Ms. Gray began by asking: Is denying someone use of a uterus analogous to denying someone use of a kidney? Only if, in the latter case, you also decapitate and disembowel him.

She began with a story about a little girl named "Gabi," who was born with no ability to feel pain, and whose parents must take great pains to protect her from self-harm as a result. Because she lacks this fundamental ability, is Gabi therefore not a person? Of course not. The question is, what is she? If she is a human being, Gabi's parents have a special responsibility to meet her basic needs that they do not have for other members of society. Similarly, if the unborn are human, then the mother also has that responsibility to provide for them.

To consider another case, take that of Penny Boudreau, the woman in Nova Scotia who strangled her 12-year-old daughter Karissa in early 2008. We all agree that the murder of a daughter by her own mother is a highly immoral act, because of the special relationship that should exist between them.

Consider some of the "hard cases" of rape, poverty, or birth defects: we would not kill a born child for the crimes of his father, nor do we kill born people as a solution to poverty, nor do we kill disabled people. And if we can establish the humanity of the unborn, then we cannot justify killing them because of rape, poverty, or disability either.

In the case of a 20-year old, he may have been born 20 years earlier, but he was conceived 9 months before that - and that was the time when his biological identity is established. At fertilization, the unborn are alive, and unlike a sperm or an egg, we are now dealing with a whole being. The unborn is human, because the laws of biology dictate that like beget like. Fertilization produces unique members of the human species.

There are differences between the born and the unborn, but they are not relevant: size, level of development, environment, and degree of dependency. These differences also change between birth and 20 years of age, but we wouldn't permit killing someone because of them; there are certain obligations that parents have toward their children. From fertilization onward, the changes that occur in a person are not a change in nature, but a change in appearance and ability. It is not where we are that makes it wrong to kill us, but what we are.

[At this point Ms. Gray showed a short video of an abortion in progress, citing the need to see what it is that the debate is over. She prefaced the video with an appropriate "content advisory" as well as a quotation from pro-choice feminist Naomi Wolf: "How can we charge that it is vile and repulsive for pro-lifers to brandish vile and repulsive images if the images are real? To insist that the truth is in poor taste is the very height of hypocrisy. Besides, if these images are often the facts of the matter, and if we then claim that it is offensive for pro-choice women to be confronted by them, then we are making the judgment that women are too inherently weak to face a truth about which they have to make a grave decision. This view of women is unworthy of feminism."]

Murder is wrong: not because the victims are well-educated or feel pain, but because they are human. When did they become human? After that point, it is wrong to kill them.

I'll comment on Stephanie's argument first, since I obviously take her side. There was nothing in it that I disagreed with, specifically. My feeling now is that it may have lacked somewhat in cohesiveness, but I'll concede that might just be me trying to make sense of my hastily written notes two weeks after the fact. One place where we would definitely do things differently would be the number of anecdotes: she uses two, whereas I would probably use only one, reserving the rest of the time to give my opponent more arguments to deal with.  However, that's a question of style, not so much substance.

These two opening statements felt an awful lot like I was watching two different debates, because they differed so much in approach. It's to their credit that when Stephanie and Dr. Sneddon interacted, they did so directly nonetheless.

If you're reasonably familiar with the major arguments surrounding the abortion issue, you may have recognized Dr. Sneddon's opening statement as a variation of philosopher Judith Jarvis Thomson's famous "violinist" argument, first published in 1971. Suppose you were to wake up and discover yourself sharing a bed with, and your kidneys hooked up to, a famous violinist. He has been in an accident and needs to share your kidneys for nine months to survive. Are you obliged to give him the use of your body until he recovers? No, argues Thomson, and similarly a woman cannot be compelled against her will to provide the use of her body to a gestating fetus.

This is actually one of the more sophisticated pro-abortion-rights arguments. One thing it does is to grant the full humanity of the unborn - as did Dr. Sneddon, making this the first abortion debate I have attended where this was assumed by both sides. So Thomson and Sneddon have both spiked the pro-lifers' biggest gun and shifted the focus of the debate onto different territory - such as the right to bodily autonomy.

But there is where the argument starts to fall apart. The right to bodily autonomy was simply asserted, but never proven: a woman has the right to abort a fetus because it is inside her body and making use of it. But suppose that instead of getting pregnant, she stole a priceless diamond ring by swallowing it. Does the fact that the ring is inside her body give her any rights over the ring, to do with it as she pleases? Of course not. And if she has no rights to dispose of a thing, how can she have such rights over a person? Ah, someone might counter, she doesn't own the ring. Well, I would take it as axiomatic that you can't own a human being. Otherwise, the argument against slavery starts to fall apart as well. Bodily autonomy obviously ends where someone else's body begins. The fetus is not her body. As Stephanie argues, the unborn are living, genetically distinct, whole human beings with the intrinsic capacity to develop into functioning, mature, born persons. It comes down to the identity of the unborn after all: what it is determines what you can do with it.

Of Sneddon's three possible disanalogies, I concede that the first, location, is not relevant. Where you are does not determine what you are. In the second, however, there is a relevant disanalogy. Granted, opening your door doesn't mean you consent to a trespasser entering your home. Thomson also uses this analogy, in an attempt to argue that consent to sex doesn't imply consent to pregnancy. But this is bizarre. Women (apart, I assume, from the occasional hotel heiress) do not sit around with their legs open so that random male passers-by can impregnate them - or for sperm ("people seeds," as Thomson calls them) to waft along in search of a uterus to take root in. Men weren't fish, the last I checked. Sex takes a certain amount of co-operation to achieve. The majority of sex is consensual, and the natural consequence of sex is pregnancy. It is, and hence most people come about as the natural consequence of a consensual act. It's absurd to think you can divorce acts from consequence. Sneddon tries, too hard, and fails. At best, you can use this argument in favour of elective abortion because of rape. But to borrow from Sneddon's trespasser analogy: suppose you open your door and invite a stranger into your home for dinner, after which he refuses to leave until you threaten him, and he puts his foot through your television on the way out? Obviously you bear at least some responsibility for the damage because of your naïveté.

Sneddon then tries to minimize the difference between "killing" and "letting die." At one point he referred to abortion as disconnecting the fetus from the mother and letting it die. I can make the distinction easily enough. When a sick or injured person cannot survive in his natural environment without artificial help, and that help is not taken, that is letting die. When a  person with no life-threatening sickness or injury is forcibly removed from an environment that sustains him, that is killing. For example:

  • Refusing treatment for terminal cancer is letting die.
  • Being dragged out of your stateroom and thrown overboard in the middle of the ocean is killing.
  • Succumbing to a fatal illness because a compatible kidney donor could not be found is letting die.
  • Poisoning to death or dismembering a fetus in the uterus, then extracting the corpse with surgical instruments, is killing.

When I was in school, I came only a few credits short of a minor in philosophy, so I have to admit I was surprised at Dr. Sneddon's rather pronounced lack of rigor when drawing some of these important distinctions.

Next came the cross-examination period, and I hope to continue with this analysis shortly.

February 28, 2009

The campus abortion debate, and how it should be done

(Addendum [Mar. 2/09]: I see that I have a slight uptick in readership today, thanks to ProWomanProLife, JivinJehoshaphat, and jillstanek.com. Welcome! I hope to post about this debate in more detail shortly, so feel free to visit again.)

It was my pleasure last evening to attend a debate, in the Arts Building at the University of Ottawa, on the morality of abortion.

I found out about this debate only a few days before, thanks to a blog post at ProWomanProLife. Then, I almost wasn't able to go: after taking a hard fall on some ice on Thursday night, I was almost too sore to move on Friday. Meanwhile, the weather turned from nice to less nice to quite nasty in only a few hours. But by the evening, I felt limber enough to walk down to the campus - and in fact hardly noticed the soreness on the way home.

I was glad I made it out. The debaters were Stephanie Gray of The Canadian Centre for Bio-Ethical Reform, which she co-founded along with Jojo Ruba, and Dr. Andrew Sneddon, professor of philosophy at the U. of O. I've seen Jojo debate a number of times, so I was interested in seeing his colleague for a change. As I have noted numerous times previously, a male pro-life advocate does give any campus womyn who show up an opportunity to point out, albeit fallaciously, that since men can't get pregnant they have no business bringing their opinions to the table. When a woman takes the pro-life side, she spikes that particular gun. (I also had a chance to say hi to Stephanie briefly afterward, and she feels as well that the campus feminists are often more reluctant to beat up another woman.) And, of course, given the history of controversy over pro-life clubs in Canadian universities in recent years, there was also the possibility of some disruption, and I certainly didn't want to miss out on any train wrecks.

But no train wrecks were in evidence. The lecture hall in the Arts Building, which nominally seats 200, was packed out to overflowing. The opening and closing comments by the organizers acknowledged that a crowd of this size, eager to hear a debate, proved that abortion in Canada is not the settled issue many of its advocates claim it is. Moreover, the university was to be commended for its commitment to academic freedom by hosting the debate, and all involved for proving that it could be held civilly and respectfully. These remarks drew long and loud applause: the SMU shouters with their "symbolic action" and "personal autonomy" three weeks ago do not represent the mainstream of student thought.

Dr. Sneddon began the debate with his 20-minute opening statement. He chose to argue the case for personal bodily autonomy: he acknowledged that the unborn are fully human beings with the same moral standing as born persons. Nonetheless, if he were to need a new kidney, his mother is not morally obliged to provide him with one; similarly, since she has autonomy over her own body, she would not be morally obliged to provide her fetus with the use of her uterus. Stephanie's argument was from the humanity of the unborn: that from conception we have a genetically distinct, whole human being and by virtue of having brought him into existence, we have a responsibility to care for his basic needs. Just as we find it abhorrent when a mother neglects or even kills her young children, we should be equally abhorred when she neglects or kills her unborn children.

I wasn't sure how I liked the remainder of the format of the debate. There wasn't a rebuttal period, and instead of what I would call a proper cross-examination, one debater had eight minutes to present questions, and the other then had nine minutes to answer them. I'll note that Dr. Sneddon posed fewer questions and had all of them answered, while Stephanie posed many questions and had some answers deferred (and at least one not answered at all). The debate then ended with 5-minute closing statements and a Q&A. I made several pages of notes during the debate, and I will go into more detail about their respective arguments in future posts.

I was impressed at the even match of the two opponents. Too often, the pro-choice debater has come to the debate armed only with political rhetoric and anecdote, and the debate seems lopsided. Dr. Sneddon, on the other hand, had a well-prepared moral argument for his position that he was ready to defend - although I did not find it convincing, for reasons that I will get into later. And as professional philosophers are wont to do, he was sometimes a little more circumspect about his arguments than the situation would have demanded. In the end, I feel Stephanie won the debate by about half a length, primarily because of her greater focus, clarity, and conciseness, as well as her better preparedness to answer questions.

As much as I enjoy seeing people like Jojo, Stephanie, or Scott Klusendorf give some Planned Parenthood spokeswoman a sound drubbing, it was nice to see a more level playing field, and hence a good fair fight, last night. Kudos to University of Ottawa Students for Life for organizing this event and making it a success, and if they have another, I'll be sure to be there again.



February 19, 2009

About 1 hour to the Messiah's Second Coming

Ottawa has been singularly honoured by hosting Barack Obama's first state visit. Air Force One is flying; Messiah 2.0 is coming on the clouds at this very moment.

I can feel the hopenchange already. Maybe I'll even catch a rainbow.

January 15, 2009

A threesome of thickheadedness

Three recent stories in the news have reminded me that I haven't dished out the DIM BULB du jour in a dog's age. So without further ado, here is today's smorgasbord of stupidity.

Our first worthy recipient is chronic atheist agitator, Michael Newdow, who has once again attempted to banish God from the public square. His holy war against Publid Displays of Religion began in 2000, when he filed suit, supposedly on behalf of his daughter, to have the words "one nation under God" removed from the Pledge of Allegiance. The suit was dismissed by the district court, but upon appeal the Ninth Circuit Court of Appeals ruled that the phrase was, indeed, unconstitutional. However, in 2004, the suit was again dismissed by the U.S. Supreme Court: not only did Newdow lack standing because he did not have custody of his daughter, but the phrase "one nation under God" was constitutional on the basis that it was a secular slogan acknowledging national heritage. A second lawsuit arguing the same thing is currently in the court system.

In 2005, Newdow tried again, suing to have the motto "In God We Trust" removed from currency. He was, again, unsuccessful.

Following George W. Bush's first inauguration in 2001, Newdow unsuccessfully filed suit in federal court because Franklin Graham's invocation supposedly violated the separation of church and state. Now, he is trying that same stunt again:

President-elect Barack Obama wants to conclude his inaugural oath with the words "so help me God," but a group of atheists is asking a federal judge to stop him.

California atheist Michael Newdow sued Chief Justice John Roberts in federal court for an injunction barring the use of those words in the inaugural oath. . . .

Named in Newdow's lawsuit are Roberts; Sen. Dianne Feinstein, D-Calif.; and the two pastors invited to the event, the Rev. Rick Warren and the Rev. Joseph Lowery.

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He will, of course, fail yet again. One wonders how many times he has to sue and lose before a binding legal precedent gets set. For his grandstanding lawsuits attempting to impose his minority religious beliefs upon all Americans, Michael Newdow is awarded our first DIM BULB du jour.

Exhibit B in our parade of poppycock is Heath Campbell. You may remember his name from a few weeks ago because he raised a stink when the local ShopRite store refused to decorate a birthday cake for his son. After all, his son's name is Adolf Hitler Campbell. His little sisters, incidentally, are named JoyceLynn Aryan Nation and HonzLynn Hinler Jeannie Campbell, respectively. Seriously. Nonetheless, Heath Campbell insists that he gave his son the name "Adolf Hitler" simply because "no one else in the world would have that name." Suuure. (I think I'll name my firstborn Michael Ignatieff Eats Babies For Satan McClare, just to make sure he's never confused with anyone else.)

Now, the New Jersey division of Youth and Family Services has removed little Adolf, Aryan, and Hinler from the home; the parents are expected in court today. These cases are confidential and YFS is not forthcoming with the reason the kids have been taken away from their parents; however, YFS insists it isn't because of their names. I would certainly hope that the government would have more justification than that to take children from their parents. However, I can't help thinking that Heath Campbell's acts of public stupidity got him some unwanted attention.

Our third and final distinguised award goes to André Cornellier, the seemingly mentally challenged president of Amalgamated Transit Union, Local 279, representing bus drivers, dispatchers, and mechanics employed by OC Transpo. The union has been on strike since December 10. They originally voted overwhelmingly in favour of striking, and last week voted 75% in favour of rejecting the latest contract offer by the city of Ottawa. At that time, despite the inconvenience of no public transit, it seemed as though public opinion was also largely sympathetic to the union.

However, it appears that Cornellier and the other Powers That Be in ATU 279 are working to erode what public support they have. The local colleges and universities have set up shuttle services, thus far at their own expense, to enable students to get to and from school. This service being quite expensive, the city has offered some emergency financial assistance to the schools. In response, the union has informed the schools that if they accept city money, it would be tantamount to accepting "scab labour." Apparently, school bus drivers not employed by OC Transpo, driving students along routes not serviced by Transpo buses, now count as "replacement workers." Ditto the Para Transpo service, used by the disabled: the service is to be expanded by the city for the duration of the strike, and because they might have used non-union drivers, the union has threatened to picket this service as well. In the meantime, an agreement has been reached between the city and the union that additional Para Transpo drivers will be members of the Para Transpo bargaining unit. This doesn't change the fact that the threat was originally made.

Cornellier is a one-man PR nightmare for the ATU. He seems hell-bent on squandering whatever goodwill the union has gained. He certainly isn't making any friends by threatening the daily lives of people who are already severely inconvenienced. I still think both sides are being idiots. But at least the city of Ottawa isn't actively working to spread around the misery.

December 22, 2008

This is the way the world ends, not with a bang but with a whimper

Late last week, the newspaper headlines were trumpeting the coming of "Snowmageddon," purportedly the mother of all winter storms, which was set to hit Ottawa on Friday and Sunday. (I love the term "Snowmageddon," and have since tried to use it in at least on sentence daily.) This is the same winter storm that dumped snow on such unlikely places as California and Nevada and walloped Toronto early Friday morning.

Fortunately, for Ottawa's sake, it missed, and both storms, though blustery, were not enough to cause any serious hardship. Faithful Readers may remember my posting this picture back in March, after a record-breaking snowstorm shut the city down for a couple of days:

Imagine something like that, only without the snow, and you'll get an idea of the Snowstorm to End All Snowstorms. There was a lot of bluster, but not a lot of white stuff on the ground, and the roads were basically bare, at least in the centre.

My church choir presented its annual Christmas cantata this Friday and Sunday - the exact two days that we got the bad weather. Our choir director was worried when he heard the weather forecasts, because it was this time last year when the Sunday cantata was snowed out. He decided to present the same program this year because so many people never got a chance to hear it last year - including myself, as I wasn't at the Friday night performance. This year, nothing got canceled, and the cold and blowing snow wasn't enough to keep people away. (I really wouldn't want to practice the same program for a third consecutive year.)

Which isn't to say that the weather hasn't been nasty. It's been consistently about -15°C for the past week, and usually quite gusty. Thanks to the 12-day-old-and-counting bus strike, I need to walk a considerable distance to go about my usual daily business, and that often means a long walk home against the wind. Even a half-hour long hot shower isn't always enough to thaw me out afterwards.

So I'm really, really glad Snowmageddon fizzled. Hope you Nevadans enjoyed your winter wonderland while it lasted.

December 17, 2008

The bus strike, 1 week in

Even though I rely on public transit to get around, I've said nothing about the bus driver strike that began at 12:01 am last Wednesday morning. I thought I'd sit tight and see what transpired.

Well, the first thing that transpired is that it turns out I don't rely on public transit to get around. At least, not much.

At the beginning of 2006, OC Transpo hiked the cash fares to $3.00, while increasing the cost of tickets and monthly passes by a considerably smaller percentage, to encourage people to use them. Then, this summer, citing increased fuel costs, they hiked the passes too. A monthly pass is supposed to be the economical choice for frequent riders, but now that's only true if you ride the bus for more than commuting back and forth to work every day; any less than that, and bus tickets (which also increased, but only a dime to $2.00 per regular fare) are your best bet.1 Additionally, a bus transfer entitles you to ride any route, in any direction, until it expires - there are no prohibitions on stopovers or return trips as there are with some cities' transit systems. It is perfectly possible, with some planning ahead, to go out, do your business, and return home on the same fare.

So, feeling that the municipal government was probably screwing me over, I stopped buying a monthly pass this April. I work at home, obviating the need for a daily commute. And within the hour that I consider a reasonable walking time, give or take a few minutes, I can reach:

  • half a dozen supermarkets
  • two branches of my bank
  • five branches of the public library, including the main branch
  • two university libraries
  • a hospital with emergency services
  • three malls
  • a Wal-Mart
  • downtown Ottawa
  • the Byward Market

My church is the only place I frequent that is outside of walking distance, and usually I can catch a ride with my roommate because he's also going. In addition to the fresh air and exercise (I'm sure I've shed a few pounds), doing my daily business on foot has been an opportunity to get out of the house and listen to music or podcasts free of the distractions of other housemates, the television, and so forth. By limiting bus use to long distance and bad weather, I cut my transportation bill in half or more. That extra 20 or so kilometers of walking each week has been nothing but an improvement to my quality of life.

Now, with the drivers on strike, I'm getting it from both ends. My understanding is that the one sticking point in the negotiations, over which neither side is willing to budge, is scheduling. (Gee, I wish I had a job where I could choose my own shifts.) So both sides are pretty much idiots. But even with no buses going anywhere, frankly, I haven't much noticed.2 Heck. Maybe when spring comes again and I've dropped a few more pounds and built up my leg muscles, I'll switch over to biking, which would extend my range four times or more. What have I got to lose?

Who knows, maybe more disaffected transit users will follow suit. Inevitably, some marketing drone will then realize that the only solution to plummeting ridership is to increase the fares yet again. Way to go, OC Transpo. Keep up the good work.

Footnotes

1 Harpernomics footnote: Admittedly, I have not calculated the advantage of using the passes when you factor in the tax break.

2I'm speaking only of my particular situation, of course; I realize not everyone is in the same situation as me.

November 26, 2008

CUSA: The gift that just keeps on giving

Just when you think student governments couldn't get any stupider, the Carleton University Students Association (CUSA) steps up to the plate. This isn't my first time ranting about CUSA dimbulbery. But that was two years ago, and the nitwits who voted to ban political speech they didn't agree with are gone, replaced with a new generation of nitwits. It's just one more piece of evidence that Last Chance U.'s student body is indeed governed by people who couldn't get accepted to other universities.

Here's the idiocy du jour from the CUSA goofs, passed at a meeting Monday night:

Motion to Drop Shinerama Fundraising Campaign from Orientation Week

Whereas Orientation week strives to be inclusive [sic] as possible;

Whereas all orientees and volunteers should feel like their fundraising efforts will serve the their [sic] diverse communities;

And Whereas Cystic fibrosis has been recently revealed to only [sic] affect white people, and primarily men . . .

Be it resolved that the CUSA representatives on the incoming Orientation Supervisory Board work to select a new broad reaching [sic] charity for orientation week [sic].

Moved: Donnie Northrup
Seconded: Meera Chander

Yes, you read that right: CUSA has deep-sixed participation in the successful and popular annual Shinerama fundraising campaign, because cystic fibrosis isn't diverse enough. No, really.

The fact that the motion passed 17-2 isn't the most extraordinary thing about this. It's that Donnie Northrup, who is the science faculty representative, proposed it. You would think that a science student would have done a little science research: while CF is a genetic disorder that primarily affects Caucasians (not white people specifically), it can affect someone of any race, and both sexes are equally susceptible. Nonetheless, since apparently the wording of the motion could not be changed (CUSA apparently being ignorant of the concept of "amendment"), science student Northrup is now permanently on record for being scientifically ignorant.

Meanwhile, the hunt for a more inclusive disease is on. I'm guessing that Tay-Sachs disease, sickle-cell anemia, and breast cancer aren't on the short list.

September 07, 2008

It's on

It turns out that our neighbours to the south are not the only ones holding a national election this fall. When I went to church this morning, the street corners were unadorned; on the way back at noon, the campaign signs were already up. Prime Minister Stephen Harper took the walk across Sussex Drive to Rideau Hall and asked the Governor General to dissolve the 39th Parliament.

The current Conservative government was elected on January 23, 2006 and sworn in on February 6. This Parliament is the largest minority in the history of Canada, being short of a majority by 30 seats. Its term of office for 2 years and 214 days, making it also the longest serving minority government.1

Ironically, it was the Harper Conservatives who passed legislation last year to implement fixed election dates for national elections. Had the writ not been dropped, the next federal election would have been October 19, 2009. In effect, Mr. Harper has broken his own rule by calling for a federal election a year early. (Though if my understanding of the new system is correct, no rule was broken, really; this simply means that the next general election will be 4 years later on October 15, 2012, assuming nothing happens in the meantime to hasten it.)

Harper has demonstrated himself to be a canny politician. In 2006, the Canadian and American governments finally resolved a long-standing softwood-lumber trade dispute. They lowered the federal sales tax not once, but twice. The Prime Minister has especially showed his mettle in the last year: with the Opposition Liberal party reluctant to force an election, the Conservatives were able to pass a number of "confidence" bills that the Liberals opposed but could not defeat without forcing the government to resign: amongst them, passing the 2008 federal budget, and extending the current military mission in Afghanistan to 2011 (no later than 2009 was considered "non-negotiable" by Liberal leader Stéphane Dion). This strategy has shown up Dion as an ineffective leader and fomented dissent on Canada's political left between the Liberal and New Democratic Parties. On the other hand, there are also a handful of political scandals currently in the news that don't cast a positive light on the Tories, either.

So the next 30-odd days are going to be interesting. I'm projecting a Conservative victory, though I'm not going to commit to predicting a minority or majority government at this stage.

Meanwhile, I have to practice writing that little X within the circle.

Footnote

1 You win some, you lose some footnote: I'm not counting the 14th Parliament of William Lyon Mackenzie King (1922-25), which ran longer but was not consistently a minority.

August 04, 2008

. . . and hello to all this

I blogged last week about the final services at my church's original building on Bank St. in not-so-beautiful downtown Ottawa and the satellite campus we have been using since 2003 to accommodate all our adherents. Yesterday, we held the inaugural service at the new Met. No longer will we need to distinguish between the Met@Bank and the Met@Carleton; after 5 years, we're back together again under one roof: just the Met.

Our service began, as it always does, with singing. I noted last week that the last hymn to be sung by the congregation in the original building was a medley of "Power in the Blood" and "Are You Washed in the Blood?" No less fitting was the first hymn sung in the new place: "Holy, Holy, Holy." This suited the morning's sermon, titled "When is a Building not a Building?" taken from Exodus 3, about Moses standing on holy ground.  It is not the soil Moses stood on (which was no different than the other soil around it) that made the ground holy, nor is it the bricks and mortar of a church building (which could have been used to build a mall or a condominium): it is that it was set apart for God and for his service. Later on in the Bible, of course, we see God setting aside not holy ground, but holy people. The church is, indeed, "more than a building."

Between services, I visited the spacious new library and then the second floor, where the space under the glass tower is a café - not intended as a substitute for church services or other Sunday morning programs, but a place to meet on the way in or out and have some fellowship with other members or visitors. Our church being very missions-oriented, the proceeds from sales are apparently going to be directed toward local missions efforts. (I couldn't help feeling a little sorry for the proprietors of the Tim Hortons across the street from the old building, as I'm sure they got a lot of business from people ducking out for a large double-double between church and Sunday school!)  Even on the first day, the new building seemed very busy. Apparently there were over 2000 people who came out yesterday morning. I'm sure a good number of those were visitors.

It was my turn to operate the PowerPoint system for the evening service, so I got (almost) to be the first to play with the new toys.  The projection system consists of two huge projectors suspended from the ceiling. Each one apparently weighs about 80 pounds, so I'm thrilled that the days of lugging the projector in and out of storage are over.

My overall impression was that Day 1 went without a hitch. I'm probably wrong about that, but certainly there was nothing that would dampen the day for the average churchgoer.  Apparently there is a list of hundreds of little items needing attention that will be addressed and repaired in the coming months. But I don't think anyone's day was ruined by a malfunctioning water fountain or a cracked window.

To God be the glory - great things he hath done.