May 31, 2011

Thomas Frank has a new piece in the June Harper’s Magazine: “Required Reading”. Discussing the case of Omar Khadr Frank notes that American law-enforcement have “recommended a very different curriculum [from the Canadians] to ease his return to civil society.” That reading? The 7 Habits of Highly Effective People. Fitting, a book whose central premise is that the world does not have problems to fix, you have problems with the world to fix: sit down, be calm and carry on with your work. Adjust yourself to the world and, surely, fulfillment will follow, goes the reasoning. Add a dash of pseudo-science and you’ve got a best seller!

Frank ends his essay speculating on the possibility that the 7 Habits will produce highly effective people, though without eradicating the anger that got them into Guantanamo (or that Guantanamo instilled into them; I forget which direction that relationship goes).

I started this essay bemoaning the decline of American propaganda from highbrow to middlebrow, but maybe the best solution is to sink all the way to the bottom of the taste hierarchy. Maybe we haven’t gotten banal enough. Maybe, to twin this war, the ugly American needs to do his stuff.

What the Guantanamo inmates need to learn, then, is the opposite of effectiveness. They need to become lazy and self-indulgent. They need to grasp the pointlessness of getting things done. They need to become American-style consumers, not American-style executives—and least of all American-style aesthetes.

Let us outfit every cell at Guantanamo with a recliner and the full universe of cable TV, including Spice Platinum. Set each prisoner up with a Snuggie, a crate of Hot Pocket, and Grand Theft Auto. Their curriculum will be limited to a single habit, one that comes naturally in our culture: take it easy, do what feels good, and remember, it’s always someone else’s problem.

A modest proposal, to be sure.

May 29, 2011
Thomas Frank -- "The Rise of Market Populism America's New Secular Religion"

September 7, 2009
The “socialism” scare of today is nothing more than a proud continuation of a long traditional. That’s just sad.

via: Wikipedia

The “socialism” scare of today is nothing more than a proud continuation of a long traditional. That’s just sad.

via: Wikipedia

September 5, 2009
"A similar thing has happened in Russia as regards manual work. For ages, the rich and their sycophants have written in praise of ‘honest toil’, have praised the simple life, have professed a religion which teaches that the poor are much more likely to go to heaven than the rich, and in general have tried to make manual workers believe that there is some special nobility about altering the position of matter in space, just as men tried to make women believe that they derived some special nobility from their sexual enslavement. In Russia, all this teaching about the excellence of manual work has been taken seriously, with the result that the manual worker is more honored than anyone else. What are, in essence, revivalist appeals are made, but not for the old purposes: they are made to secure shock workers for special tasks. Manual work is the ideal which is held before the young, and is the basis of all ethical teaching."

Bertrand Russell In Praise of Idleness, 1932.

This passage reminded me, oddly enough, of Sarah Palin’s “good, small-town folk” rhetoric from the 2008 US Presidential election and this Op-Ed piece by Timothy Egan.

September 5, 2009
evangotlib:

This is different.  It’s different than 2000.  It’s different than the march to war.  It’s different than 2004.  I’m madder now and I can’t put my finger on it the way I once could.  Bush et al made for a great target.
More than ever, we seem to be on the verge of, well, falling down.  Income inequality, jobless “recovery,” pollution, bailed out banks, Michele Bachmann, Glenn Beck, useless Democrats.
It’s not just a couple of “right wing crazies” who are armed and angry.  Lots of people are armed.  Lots of people are angry.  This is scary.
People tell me we are in the last stages of the far right’s death…that this summer has been their painful convulsion before expiration.  Okay, fine.  But the far right is not the problem.  We have system-wide, multi-system problem.  I’m not so sure it’s fixable.
I have never felt so hopeless, scared, sad and angry about the state of our union.  I could really use a pep talk.  Anyone?

The US is coming off a sixty year high and, despite continuing claims
to exceptionalism, is beginning to slump. Left largely unscathed in the
aftermath of the early 20th century’s World War and flush with the
scientific and cultural talents of European immigrants our society was
underlain with an assumption of increasing prosperity for
all. Private, employer tethered pensions for the old were to be
subsidized by the work of the young. Greedy for space and a feeling of
‘normal and good’ domestic life homes were erected at a breakneck
speed, etching suburban life out of a niche where only the rich could
once afford to live because of the need for travel. Undefeated in
recent memory, the US expanded its military might, in part to
stonewall Stalinism and also, simply, because we could dream to bend
the world.

Such an assumption cannot long hold. Private pensions, quickly too
expensive for an industry geared only to profit, gave way to private
investments, a misguided faith in Free-Market ideology which required
a Rational Man that will never exist. Moreover, with the failure of
the nuclear family, a peculiar and faddish assumption of ‘correct’
family structure, natural-born residents, by and large, do not choose
to reproduce at more than replacement levels, meaning a drop in
population whose society is constituted on continual growth. Restrictive
immigration control, both for the highly-educated that drive our
economy and the blue-collar that maintain it, furthers this
problem. The old and the ageing did not save in private and did not
erect a realistically founded public fund for more than their
well-being, for fears of communism. With work further and further from
home we have become a population enslaved to our sprawl, alienated
nomads in private vehicles or, in rare instances, on public
trains. Traffic jams, a ludicrous impossibility on bicycle or foot,
have become the cultural norm. Interventionism reaps its bitter and
predictable harvest: men leap to their death from burning, crumbling
towers while men with hate in their hearts, Western and Arab alike,
plot war.

America is not the best country in the world, nor is such a hubristic
statement necessarily meaningful. We are, simply, what we are: a
nation poorly educated in basic sciences and culture and deeply
divided—we scream more than we talk and can find no common ground. We
are, however, by no means beyond redemption, though we cannot go on as
we have before. But, then, things must always change and there is
little good in despairing over it. Take pleasure in the small things
of life, in tea on your breath or the soft touch of a lover’s body in
the cool evening. Live life with courage, do not destroy the dignity
of your fellow man, build it up if you can. If it’s change you desire
then seize it in yourself; enact it by example.

Nations fall—sometimes from a high-perch and sometimes entirely—and
peoples change, but what you have now you have. History is long and
the stories of tumbled kingdoms many, but what is good and beautiful
endures. Much is lost, but much remains. That, I’m afraid, is life.

I’m reminded of an Old English poem call The Ruin, of which we,
sadly, have only a bit. It was written in the 8th century by an
Anglo-Saxon—a Germanic people who in the 6th century pushed the
Romanized Britons out of much of England into Wales and Cornwall—, in
all probability about the old Roman Baths of, wonderfully enough,
Bath, England. Not having retained a cultural knowledge of Roman life,
the Anglo-Saxons were understandably in awe of the decaying stone “work
of giants”, living in wooden halls as they did. To my ear, at least,
the poet of The Ruin also expresses great sadness at the loss of such a
strong kingdom, implying no small concern for the future of his own
people. While the petty king that the poet no doubt served did, in all
likelihood, fall the Anglo-Saxons as a whole went on to establish a
most varied and influential culture, which waned as a former colony
waxed but especially after the functional disintegration of the Empire
in 1947.


  This masonry is wondrous; fates broke it
  courtyard pavements were smashed; the work of giants is decaying.
  Roofs are fallen, ruinous towers,
  the frosty gate with frost on cement is ravaged,
  chipped roofs are torn, fallen,
  undermined by old age. The grasp of the earth possesses
  the mighty builders, perished and fallen,
  the hard grasp of earth, until a hundred generations
  of people have departed. Often this wall,
  lichen-grey and stained with red, experienced one reign after another,
  remained standing under storms; the high wide gate has collapsed.
  Still the masonry endures in winds cut down
  persisted on__________________
  fiercely sharpened________ _________
  ______________ she shone_________
  _____________g skill ancient work_________
  _____________g of crusts of mud turned away
  spirit mo________yne put together keen-counselled
  a quick design in rings, a most intelligent one bound
  the wall with wire brace wondrously together.
  Bright were the castle buildings, many the bathing-halls,
  high the abundance of gables, great the noise of the multitude,
  many a meadhall full of festivity,
  until Fate the mighty changed that.
  Far and wide the slain perished, days of pestilence came,
  death took all the brave men away;
  their places of war became deserted places,
  the city decayed. The rebuilders perished,
  the armies to earth. And so these buildings grow desolate,
  and this red-curved roof parts from its tiles
  of the ceiling-vault. The ruin has fallen to the ground
  broken into mounds, where at one time many a warrior,
  joyous and ornamented with gold-bright splendour,
  proud and flushed with wine shone in war-trappings;
  looked at treasure, at silver, at precious stones,
  at wealth, at prosperity, at jewellery,
  at this bright castle of a broad kingdom.
  The stone buildings stood, a stream threw up heat
  in wide surge; the wall enclosed all
  in its bright bosom, where the baths were,
  hot in the heart. That was convenient.
  Then they let pour_______________
  hot streams over grey stone.
  un___________ _____________
  until the ringed sea (circular pool?) hot
  _____________where the baths were.
  Then is_______________________
  __________re, that is a noble thing,
  to the house__________ castle_______

evangotlib:

This is different.  It’s different than 2000.  It’s different than the march to war.  It’s different than 2004.  I’m madder now and I can’t put my finger on it the way I once could.  Bush et al made for a great target.

More than ever, we seem to be on the verge of, well, falling down.  Income inequality, jobless “recovery,” pollution, bailed out banks, Michele Bachmann, Glenn Beck, useless Democrats.

It’s not just a couple of “right wing crazies” who are armed and angry.  Lots of people are armed.  Lots of people are angry.  This is scary.

People tell me we are in the last stages of the far right’s death…that this summer has been their painful convulsion before expiration.  Okay, fine.  But the far right is not the problem.  We have system-wide, multi-system problem.  I’m not so sure it’s fixable.

I have never felt so hopeless, scared, sad and angry about the state of our union.  I could really use a pep talk.  Anyone?

The US is coming off a sixty year high and, despite continuing claims to exceptionalism, is beginning to slump. Left largely unscathed in the aftermath of the early 20th century’s World War and flush with the scientific and cultural talents of European immigrants our society was underlain with an assumption of increasing prosperity for all. Private, employer tethered pensions for the old were to be subsidized by the work of the young. Greedy for space and a feeling of ‘normal and good’ domestic life homes were erected at a breakneck speed, etching suburban life out of a niche where only the rich could once afford to live because of the need for travel. Undefeated in recent memory, the US expanded its military might, in part to stonewall Stalinism and also, simply, because we could dream to bend the world.

Such an assumption cannot long hold. Private pensions, quickly too expensive for an industry geared only to profit, gave way to private investments, a misguided faith in Free-Market ideology which required a Rational Man that will never exist. Moreover, with the failure of the nuclear family, a peculiar and faddish assumption of ‘correct’ family structure, natural-born residents, by and large, do not choose to reproduce at more than replacement levels, meaning a drop in population whose society is constituted on continual growth. Restrictive immigration control, both for the highly-educated that drive our economy and the blue-collar that maintain it, furthers this problem. The old and the ageing did not save in private and did not erect a realistically founded public fund for more than their well-being, for fears of communism. With work further and further from home we have become a population enslaved to our sprawl, alienated nomads in private vehicles or, in rare instances, on public trains. Traffic jams, a ludicrous impossibility on bicycle or foot, have become the cultural norm. Interventionism reaps its bitter and predictable harvest: men leap to their death from burning, crumbling towers while men with hate in their hearts, Western and Arab alike, plot war.

America is not the best country in the world, nor is such a hubristic statement necessarily meaningful. We are, simply, what we are: a nation poorly educated in basic sciences and culture and deeply divided—we scream more than we talk and can find no common ground. We are, however, by no means beyond redemption, though we cannot go on as we have before. But, then, things must always change and there is little good in despairing over it. Take pleasure in the small things of life, in tea on your breath or the soft touch of a lover’s body in the cool evening. Live life with courage, do not destroy the dignity of your fellow man, build it up if you can. If it’s change you desire then seize it in yourself; enact it by example.

Nations fall—sometimes from a high-perch and sometimes entirely—and peoples change, but what you have now you have. History is long and the stories of tumbled kingdoms many, but what is good and beautiful endures. Much is lost, but much remains. That, I’m afraid, is life.


I’m reminded of an Old English poem call The Ruin, of which we, sadly, have only a bit. It was written in the 8th century by an Anglo-Saxon—a Germanic people who in the 6th century pushed the Romanized Britons out of much of England into Wales and Cornwall—, in all probability about the old Roman Baths of, wonderfully enough, Bath, England. Not having retained a cultural knowledge of Roman life, the Anglo-Saxons were understandably in awe of the decaying stone “work of giants”, living in wooden halls as they did. To my ear, at least, the poet of The Ruin also expresses great sadness at the loss of such a strong kingdom, implying no small concern for the future of his own people. While the petty king that the poet no doubt served did, in all likelihood, fall the Anglo-Saxons as a whole went on to establish a most varied and influential culture, which waned as a former colony waxed but especially after the functional disintegration of the Empire in 1947.

This masonry is wondrous; fates broke it
courtyard pavements were smashed; the work of giants is decaying.
Roofs are fallen, ruinous towers,
the frosty gate with frost on cement is ravaged,
chipped roofs are torn, fallen,
undermined by old age. The grasp of the earth possesses
the mighty builders, perished and fallen,
the hard grasp of earth, until a hundred generations
of people have departed. Often this wall,
lichen-grey and stained with red, experienced one reign after another,
remained standing under storms; the high wide gate has collapsed.
Still the masonry endures in winds cut down
persisted on__________________ fiercely sharpened________ _________ ______________ she shone_________ _____________g skill ancient work_________
_____________g of crusts of mud turned away
spirit mo________yne put together keen-counselled a quick design in rings, a most intelligent one bound
the wall with wire brace wondrously together.
Bright were the castle buildings, many the bathing-halls,
high the abundance of gables, great the noise of the multitude,
many a meadhall full of festivity,
until Fate the mighty changed that.
Far and wide the slain perished, days of pestilence came,
death took all the brave men away;
their places of war became deserted places,
the city decayed. The rebuilders perished,
the armies to earth. And so these buildings grow desolate,
and this red-curved roof parts from its tiles
of the ceiling-vault. The ruin has fallen to the ground
broken into mounds, where at one time many a warrior,
joyous and ornamented with gold-bright splendour,
proud and flushed with wine shone in war-trappings;
looked at treasure, at silver, at precious stones,
at wealth, at prosperity, at jewellery,
at this bright castle of a broad kingdom.
The stone buildings stood, a stream threw up heat
in wide surge; the wall enclosed all
in its bright bosom, where the baths were,
hot in the heart. That was convenient.
Then they let pour_______________
hot streams over grey stone.
un___________ _____________
until the ringed sea (circular pool?) hot
_____________where the baths were.
Then is_______________________
__________re, that is a noble thing, to the house__________ castle_______

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September 4, 2009
evangotlib:

xxxjustinralconxxx:

tnkcmndr:

WAT
ohryankelley:

How many solar panels would it take to power the entire planet?

Gizmodo has produced an infographic which shows that 496,805 square kilometers of surface area would do the trick. Click through to see the graphic in full size.

(via: psfk)


This seems somewhat reasonable.  Odd.

Is this for reals?

An interesting result, one that’s come up several times in the past few years. An entirely reasonable engineering project if we can overcome the following:

Solar panels lose efficiency when dirty. That’s a lot of surface area to clean, especially in deserts and mossy areas.
Large-scale infrastructure deployment will require constant, vigorous part maintenance.
If deployed collectively, panels will disrupt ecosystems and, possibly, provide ready slum catalysts.
None of these are impossible to surmount, of course. It would put a skip in my step to see humanity power itself sustainably. Water desalination—increasingly necessary—could be made much more feasible if the electricity required were passively collected.

evangotlib:

xxxjustinralconxxx:

tnkcmndr:

WAT

ohryankelley:

How many solar panels would it take to power the entire planet?

Gizmodo has produced an infographic which shows that 496,805 square kilometers of surface area would do the trick. Click through to see the graphic in full size.

(via: psfk)

This seems somewhat reasonable.  Odd.

Is this for reals?

An interesting result, one that’s come up several times in the past few years. An entirely reasonable engineering project if we can overcome the following:

  • Solar panels lose efficiency when dirty. That’s a lot of surface area to clean, especially in deserts and mossy areas.
  • Large-scale infrastructure deployment will require constant, vigorous part maintenance.
  • If deployed collectively, panels will disrupt ecosystems and, possibly, provide ready slum catalysts.

None of these are impossible to surmount, of course. It would put a skip in my step to see humanity power itself sustainably. Water desalination—increasingly necessary—could be made much more feasible if the electricity required were passively collected.

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September 2, 2009
Sharon, contentedly reclining. Her evident mood in this photo is at odds with her move common state of late: anxiety. The GRE has greatly troubled her, not the least reason of which is the semi-mandatory nature of a test sold by a private company which has ample economic motivation to make the test tricky to drive up test-prep material sales but not necessarily the motivation to make it an accurate indication of aptitude.

Sharon, contentedly reclining. Her evident mood in this photo is at odds with her move common state of late: anxiety. The GRE has greatly troubled her, not the least reason of which is the semi-mandatory nature of a test sold by a private company which has ample economic motivation to make the test tricky to drive up test-prep material sales but not necessarily the motivation to make it an accurate indication of aptitude.

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August 24, 2009
"God’s intent for the sexual act is procreation."

The above quotation is from a recent concentration with my friend Jake Mueller. Here’s my response:

The following verses are those known to me, after a quick skim through of Genesis, relating to the “be fruitful and increase”, along with Genesis 38:9-10 that is generally used to condemn non-reproductive sex:

  • (Genesis 1:28) God blessed them and said to them, ‘Be fruitful and increase, fill the earth and subdue it.’
  • (Genesis 9:1) God blessed Noah and his sons; he said to them, ‘Be fruitful and increase in numbers, and fill the earth.’
  • (Genesis 9:7) Be fruitful, then, and increase in number; people the Earth and rule over it.
  • (Genesis 38:9-10) But Onan knew that the offspring would not count as his; so whenever he lay with his brother’s wife, he spilled his seed on the ground so as not to raise up offspring for his brother.

The two verses from Genesis 9 renew the blessing between God and Noah given in 1:28, so I’ll simply address them as a whole. My first objection to your assertion that sex is merely for reproduction is the very nature of 1:28: a kindly, well-wishing blessing, rather than a commandment. Second, the scope of human creativity does not limit us merely to biological reproduction. We bear fruit in arts and craft,increasing in knowledge as well as in bodies. Third, the “fruitful” aspect of the blessing implies a certain quality control or deliberate forethought to the act of increasing. Given that this blessing was given to a sometimes agrarian, sometimes nomadic society it is valid to interpret this agriculturally: A field sown as densely as possible is not fruitful and does not increase yields; similarly a ram let loose among the herd will often produce too many lambs for the land to support. The verses from chapter 9 place a special emphasis on re-peopling the Earth that 1:28 does not, understandable considering the recent cataclysm. This is hardly applicable to a world populated by 7 billion souls.

What of Genesis 38:9-10, does it not forbid non-reproductive sex? After the death of Er, Onan entered into a levitate marriage with Tamar, Er’s widow, a practice defined in Dueteronomy 25:5-10 and agreed upon by Onan in advance. Feeling jealousy that his children with Tamar would be considered to be of his brother, Onan breaks the marriage promise and performs coitus interruptus. The offence here is not non-reproductive sex, but that of malice toward his dead brother and a spiteful unwillingness to insure posterity for him.

Additionally, the Christian church only began to pronounce non-reproductive sex as a sin in the 13th century, particularly under the influence of Thomas Aquinus, who, it should be noted, was a celibate with a particular revulsion toward sex and probably gay given his horrid descriptions of women’s bodies. Before that, however, birth had been a woman’s issue. Contraceptive methods were common lore, as was lore to promote successful labour. After the 13th century this lore became witchcraft and its keepers witches.

Sex, surely, is a gift but I know of no passages that assert it to be merely a reproductive one. Interpretations to the contrary betray the late-Medieval, early-Renaissance hang-ups with sexuality in general, rather than any firm biblical grounding.

Sharon, who co-wrote this, provides the following citations:

  • Eve’s herbs: a history of contraception and abortion in the West by John M. Riddle
  • The History of Birth Control by Kathleen London
  • Birth Control in Antiquity

August 14, 2009
Muslim Dress in France: Misguided Equality

I had a brief conversation with a fellow on Reddit recently in the comments on an article in the Sydney Morning Herald. The French, citing unusually strict sanitation rules for their public swimming pools, have banned the use of so-called Burqinis, a portmanteau of Burqa and Bikini. The French have been particularly stringent in maintaining the secular nature of their republic, banning the hijab and other religious symbols from schools in 2004. Adding another dimension, the French state has also framed the restriction of dress in terms of individual right. President Sarkozy stated on June 22 that

The problem of the burqa is not a religious problem, it’s a problem of liberty and women’s dignity. It’s not a religious symbol, but a sign of subservience and debasement. I want to say solemnly, the burqa is not welcome in France. In our country, we can’t accept women prisoners behind a screen, cut off from all social life, deprived of all identity. That’s not our idea of freedom.

Which leaves us with several distinctions: The hijab, a head scarf which many Abrahamic religions wear a variation of for modesty purposes, is a religious symbol and, as such, is banned from schools. Presumably male Jewish children are restricted from wearing the yarmulke as well. The burqa is a tool for oppression, not a religious symbol and, as such, should be banned outright. The burqini is merely a sanitation hazard. This is reasonable enough. However, using this classification scheme, what is a burqa that is appreciated by the wearer? Reddit user Paqza writes

On of my friends who is fairly liberal on most things recently converted to Islam and wore a burqa while teaching in Yemen. She says that surprisingly, she really appreciated the experience because she actually noticed that people started appreciating her more for her intellect and less for her body.

I took the surprise felt by Paqza’s friend to imply that she did not normally wear a burqa in her home country and did so in Yemen to adhere to the local, more strict religious custom. She enjoyed the dress as her intellectual identity was no longer obscured by her physical appearance, the former she values equally or more so than the later. This, using the French scheme, would make the woman’s physical appearance, in a not-trivial regard, a “screen” that deprives the woman of her intellectual identity and her physical appearance a “debasement”. Though I imagine the woman’s identity is roughly composed of equal parts between the two it is interesting that the French scheme removes this choice.

Attacking a firm distinction, presumably in the West, that Paqza did not strong imply insomniac84 replied

Yes, because as a woman no one cares about your intellect if you don’t wear a burqa.

He goes on to say

She had no chance to be respected for her intellect without wearing the covering. That’s the culture. So it is no surprise when she covered up she finally should be looked at as a human in that country. That is how the religious country works.

Here insomniac84 is refuting my earlier conclusion. In going to Yemen, he asserts, she wore the burqa under duress by the culture at large. The Britannica notes a variety of female dress custom, though they are invariably modest. I tend to doubt insomniac84’s assertion that she was forced to wear the burqa, though I have no conclusive cultural evidence to the contrary. He continues

Now when muslims move to a non religious country, they too should follow local customs and dress. It should be a two way street, but there religious fanaticals offer no respect to anything that isn’t their religion. Even if they moved to a different country. Instead they try to push their oppressionist beliefs on others no matter where they go.

A message of cultural assimilation, an argument that fails almost entirely. How does one define local dress and why should it necessarily be adhered to? Western women, by custom, once wore long, concealing dresses for the purposes of modesty. They no longer do, however, choosing to wear a wide variety of clothing. Religious groups in the US still advocate very modest dresses for women. Is this oppression? I hardly think so. Yet such groups, following insomniac84’s line of reasoning, are outside of the cultural norm and, so, should dress in a normal fashion. Perhaps the key is the pushing of “oppressionist beliefs on others”? This does not hold either. Paqza never stated that his friend now insisted that all women should wear the burqa, or, indeed, that she continued to do so outside of Yemen. Similarly, I have read nowhere that French Muslims are lobbying to enforce strict dress on the country at large. In fact, the woman in the article which spawned this discussion in the first place was a French convert to Islam. It is not at all unlikely that she chose to adhere to a more traditional Muslim dress code.

Taking issue with the claim of cultural imposition Reliant replied

Should Scots be prohibited from wearing kilts outside of Scotland because that would be forcing their culture on others?

hiscifi quickly replied

no but should they be forced to wear kilts regardless of whether they want to?

Reliant’s rejoinder

Forced how and by whom? Burqas aren’t worn by all Muslim women. (…) What if inside a Scottish cultural group in North America, when they have a family party, all the men in their family must wear a kilt or get disowned. Is that enough to ban kilts?

At this point I jumped in. Though I basically agreed with him I felt that his analogy was flawed. I told him so

Expand family out to include several million people and reword disowned to be “violent reprisal” than, yes, perhaps. The situations simply aren’t analogous. However, such an outright ban does negatively affect those that would choose, of their own free will, to wear such a traditional garb.

The conversation continues on from here, but the key issue, to my mind, is this: How does society at large protect the rights of individuals living unwillingly in restrictive communities without trampling the rights of those that choose to live in such communities? The problem of the burqa, burqini or hijab are not so much the clothes themselves as what they may represent. To ban them outright, as Reliant later points out, is to shuffle this problem under the rug. The basic coercion still exists but it is merely hidden away from public view. Indeed, the outright ban of traditional clothing is equally a coercion of dress for those women that would choose to wear such clothing but may not.

Proscribed fashions in clothing, hair, activity or diet are not, in and of themselves, worthy of legislation. Instead, it is the cultural assumption that one group of people may dictate an individual’s presentation through force that is the actual problem. Reliant sums it up nicely

[I]f the victim isn’t willing to help, how far should the government go to protect someone for their own sake? If a woman is married to someone who is willing to threaten physical violence over the wearing of a headscarf, what other things that would the husband threaten physical violence over? Even if you ban it, the problem doesn’t go away, it only hides it from being seen.

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