Three kinds of cowards: Abortion apologists who love animals, jerks who go on safaris to waste fine animals, and schismatics.
- Cecil the lion vs. aborted baby parts. First, I'm as outraged by Cecil's killing as the mainstream; as far as I know, Dr. Palmer didn't kill him for food. If he had the carcass cleaned and turned into lion steaks, I stand corrected. After all, I eat meat. Seems to me like a canned hunt (unmanly, as no less than Teddy Roosevelt agreed). Ethical hunters use what they kill and respect nature, being participants in it as predators like other animals. Conservation and stewardship of God's creation are Christian values. So if, as accused, Dr. Palmer killed this beautiful animal for no good reason, I'm as sad as you are about it. (Maybe he's right to blame the guides, but he has a bad track record. Luring that lion off a preserve was wrong, unless Dr. Palmer knew how to turn him into food and was very hungry.) That said, some conservatives are making the good point that mainstream America's getting all verklempt over an animal while abortionists including Planned Parenthood trafficking in body parts for at least 10 years get away with it. Elementary as Holmes said. Feeling for the lion is easy; sentimentality. It doesn't cramp your style; hey, it even shows you're kind of nice. Turning down the abortionist's offer of "FREE SEX!" is hard. Planned Parenthood has won the minds (such as they are) and hearts of the people that way. Back in the Sixties with the debut of the Pill and no-fault divorce.
- Ex-Catholic Orthodox who still hang around us online. The ones who leave the church but can't stop writing about the church. I used to be like you. My Orthodox phase didn't last long beliefwise; I had buyer's remorse early on. So I'll level with you. I started doing what you are, hanging around Catholics online and offering "unity" but not on the church's terms, rather, someone else's cockamamie ones, almost admitting my mistake but still too proud to. That's how and why I met Catholic apologist Mark Bonocore. Here's what he told me, which I'll pass down to you. Consider it my last piece of advice if you like. Luther is supposed to have said, "If you sin, sin boldly." Exactly. Pussyfooting around, recognizing our sacraments, for example, is well and good for born Orthodox whose family and ethnic ties keep them where they are. (The late Archbishop Vsevolod, for example, one of the nicest people I've met.) It's charming from them. (And they're not personally guilty of schism.) From you, until you come clean and come home, it's pathetic. It's good Orthodoxy, an option for Orthodox, but according to your new faith it's psychologically dangerous for you, a temptation to revert to a false faith. Mark put it on the line the last time I heard from him, nearly 20 years ago: This is essential if you want to remain Orthodox. (Me: Not go to heaven. Remain Orthodox.) Turn your back on us. Declare us apostates and have nothing more to do with us. On my long road back to the church, about 15 years ago I met two Byzantine Catholics by choice, Anastasios Hudson and Nik Stanosheck. Thought they'd be part of the story of my return. Quite the opposite. They turned against the church with a vengeance, left it, and shook the dust off their feet, joining splinter groups because the official Orthodox aren't Orthodox enough: Greek Old Calendarism and a similar splinter from "the Russian Orthodox Church Outside of Reality," half the size but twice the Russianism and anti-Westernism. And I've got to hand it to them: it worked; they're still Orthodox as far as I know. So, like Gavin McInnes daring Bruce Jenner to "cut it off," put your money where your mouth is. If you dare. Can't? Fine with me: I'll leave the porch light on for you.