Je Suis Charlie

In the wake of the horrific massacre at the offices of Charlie Hebdo in Paris I am thinking a lot about the nature of freedom of expression and how it impacts us more than 6,000 km away.

Charlie Hebdo is a magazine that uses satire and satirical editorial cartoons to draw attention to various things including but not limited to politics and religion and the fact that they have been attacked in such a way has left me feeling enraged and desiring all sorts of responses unworthy of who I strive to be.

The responses to the act which have seen 12 people murdered and 10 wounded (including four of their cartoonists at the time this was written) have been swift and varied – nearly universal condemnation and a global showing of solidarity with the victims and with France. These are good and human responses to a tragedy that affects us all no matter where we live…even here in the Pembina Valley.

Some have very quickly begun to blame Islam specifically and religion in general for the horror which has unfolded.

As a writer I stand firmly behind those who condemn these acts as attempts to censor opinion with fear. To allow our freedoms to be eroded by fear is a terrible path to walk down and corrosive to society.

As a former pastor and a person of faith I struggle with the attacks on Islam, religion and faith in general. It is naïve to blame an ideology and it risks distracting us from the root of the problem. If one could somehow waive a wand and cause religion to simply vanish from the world the problem of human evil would remain as stubbornly destructive as it has always been.

These acts were not acts of Islam (and it is naïve to think so), they were acts of people, people who made very specific and informed choices. We must never lose sight of this. History is rife with examples of what happens when people start blaming a religious group for the woes of humanity…one need look no further than Nazi Germany or Stalinist Russia to see what can happen when this form of misdirection and miseducation occurs.

While beliefs and doctrines can colour and direct a person’s thinking it is a person who is ultimately responsible for their actions – not an ideology, however much you may disagree with it.

As citizens of a country founded on principles of diversity, freedom and tolerance we have an opportunity to model for the world a society that allows the co-existence of a myriad of perspectives, even the ones we disagree with – especially the ones we disagree with.

Our battle should be against ignorance and the rigid dogmatism that denies freedom of thought. Our struggle should be against poverty and hunger and other conditions that leave people feeling hopeless, disenfranchised and looking for power.

We should resist with all our strength the temptation to blame religion because, in the words of Charlie Hebdo’s murdered editor Stephane Charbonnier:

When activists need a pretext to justify their violence, they always find it.”

#jesuischarlie

what truth is king today
and which a trodden pauper
when some are murdered
for god’s sake;
those same some are martyred
for the unshackled voice
while in the end
each would rather be home
eating with family,
loving and being loved
in warm human embrace
than lying in cold blood
or tearing the heads off
brothers and sisters

there is a poverty of spirit
in the well of humanity;
we are lions and jackals
at the dry watering hole
crazed and murderous
having forgotten
we are (or once were) –

a l i v e

looking for port

when normal
is the air
that others breathe
everything feels right
everything feels wrong
and I…
I am a ship in the fog
looking for port

in the dark and empty

is want enough
to bring about something

real?

is desire,
when boiled to a peak
an act of

causation?

what is will in the end
but a state of imagination;
a dream within a dream
pretending to be
in the dark and empty…

in the wordless
non-confining…

from the wind

from the wind
first came the news
that the world would end
in flames and
distressing amounts of apathy;
blowing hard and running ahead
to escape the doom
wind looked back and laughed
running head-long into oblivion