I’ve now been in Manitoba over the weekend, and into the beginning of the week. This morning I read the local rag, and found that one of the family court judges is being investigated because of allegations she was sexually unwise about a decade ago. It looks like it ended up being some form of corruption case, involving sexual assignations and nude photos.
The woman involved is a family court judge.
Usually I would ignore this. One’s private life is private. However, the family courts are intrusive, demeaning, demanding at times all sorts of intimate details… that most couples want kept quiet.
And most of us do not want to know about our neighbours. There is such a thing as too much information. There used to be a thing called privacy. But not anymore. The panoptican state reaches into our lives.
And this is… rotten. we mutter truth quietly (I am in Canada. In private, people think it is going to the pack. But publicly all is well in the dominion. At least in NZ we can honestly disagree).
I should not be surprised by this. In a society where things are rotten. The truth is seen as unspeakable, and the cult of death is rising. The cure, folks is to get out of that zombified part of the country or country…
… and be with those who support life. .
Thanks for that link to the Emily Willingham blog. Unintentionally funny read. It reminded me of the Myth of the Cave; particularly this part:
(From Wikipedia) “Socrates next asks Glaucon to consider the condition of this man. “Wouldn’t he remember his first home, what passed for wisdom there, and his fellow prisoners, and consider himself happy and them pitiable? And wouldn’t he disdain whatever honors, praises, and prizes were awarded there to the ones who guessed best which shadows followed which? Moreover, were he to return there, wouldn’t he be rather bad at their game, no longer being accustomed to the darkness? Wouldn’t it be said of him that he went up and came back with his eyes corrupted, and that it’s not even worth trying to go up? And if they were somehow able to get their hands on and kill the man who attempts to release and lead them up, wouldn’t they kill him?” (517a) The prisoners, ignorant of the world behind them, would see the freed man with his corrupted eyes and be afraid of anything but what they already know. Philosophers analyzing the allegory argue that the prisoners wouldironically find the freed man stupid due to the current state of his eyes and temporarily not being able to see the shadows which are the world to the prisoners.
Emily’s poor boys. To be born out of the cave, and then shackled later.
Kids grow up. They have watched their elders, and seen them as wanting.
The comment from the cave is right on the mark.