While you’re at it….

….you might want to read this article on how W.W. Norton & Company, in publishing a book on the censorship of political cartoons (Killed Cartoons: Casualties from the War on Free Expression). killed a cartoon….

“It wouldn’t be so hypocritical if the book weren’t so zealously anti-censorship. Of the 94 cartoons used by Wallis, 21 of them have religious themes. “What Would Mohammed Drive?” is described in the book, but not shown. Norton’s reason? According to president Drake McFeely, “We blinked on that one, but we did not blink on the other 282 pages of cartoons.” Which is no reason at all. Marlette was more acerbic in an interview with The Orlando Sentinel: “I wonder how Norton authors like Sigmund Freud, whose books were burned by the Nazis, or feminist Adrienne Rich’s burqa-averse poetry would fare with the Muslim censors and Norton’s editorial appeasers. Norton has no moral obligation to risk the lives of their employees to publish a cartoon, but they should acknowledge they killed the cartoon because they were frightened for their lives because of a drawing and didn’t want their offices bombed.””


The cartoon in question

Indiscriminate compassion

From “The Wittenburg Door”

The Last Word
By Ole Anthony, with Skippy R.
Issue #211, May/June 2007

A week or so ago at the grocery store, a scraggly man asked me for a dollar as I got into my car.

I had a few dollars in my pocket but I ignored him and drove off. Then on the way home I began to feel seriously convicted, and it just wouldn’t go away. I kept thinking about the parable of the Good Samaritan and the question, “Who is my neighbor?”

Even though I lead a ministry that helps the homeless, I had decided there were some poor people I wasn’t going to help. I was keeping hustlers and panhandlers at arm’s length.

I guess it started several years ago. Scruffy people with “Will Work for Food” signs were at every intersection. I drove around Dallas and met with 24 of these sign folks, mostly men, some in wheelchairs, some with a child or a cute dog. Instead of giving them money, I offered each one a place to stay, food and a (low paying) job with no strings attached.

In every case they told me that they were not interested. I found out from one of them that they all worked for one individual who provided them with room, board and transportation. Each one was pulling in several hundred dollars a week, many times more than we make at Trinity Foundation.

Now I realized I was using my little test with the “sign men” to excuse my not giving money to the grocery store beggar……

Read the rest

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