The three most beautiful places on Earth

August 11, 2015 • 12:00 pm

I have by no means traveled all over the globe, but I’ve probably traveled more widely than most people, and have made a deliberate attempt to seek out spots highly touted for their beauty. There’s a lot more for me to see—I’d like to go to Antarctica, Australia, New Zealand, Southeast Asia, and Pacific Islands like Bali, for instance—but today I feel inclined to list the three most stunning sights I’ve seen in my life:

  1. The Himalayas, including Mount Everest and Ama Dablam, seen from the Tengboche Monastery, which sits atop a big hill in the Solo Khumbu region of Nepal. There’s a wide gap between this (and the Himalayas as whole) and #2:
  2. The Inca ruins of Machu Picchu in Peru viewed from the mountain Huayna Picchu that soars right above the ruins.
  3. The Taj Mahal by night under a full moon, when the whole marble structure seems to float above the ground like a giant, pale-blue sculpted pearl.

Here are some photos taken from the Internet; my own photos are on slides, taken in pre-digital days, and I can’t reproduce them here.

Tengboche Monastery. Ama Dablam is to the right, while Everest is  (photo from Himalayan Wonders) the small triangle (with the snow plume blowing off the peak) about a quarter of the way from the right. The monastery has a rudimentary guesthouse where you can stay for almost nothing. This is by far my favorite place in the world (so far); one cannot begin to describe how high and majestic these mountains are compared to the many other big peaks I’ve seen.

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Huayna Picchu rising above the ruins (picture from Wikimedia)

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The view of the ruins from Huayna Picchu. It’s far more glorious than you can judge from the photo (from Wikimedia). All around the ruins you see uninhabited mountains, making the ruins seem marvelously isolated, as they indeed were. Of course civilization is not making incursions into the area, which one has to reach by train from Cuzco.

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This photo (from Top Images) may be Photoshopped or otherwise altered, and the moon isn’t full, but this is what I remember the structure looking like, especially the illusion of the tomb’s levitation:

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And of course this post is calling for readers to name their “most beautiful spots.” Feel free to list a few of yours below.

 

Maajid Nawaz decries the hypocrisy of the British Left toward Islam

August 11, 2015 • 10:30 am

If anyone has the street cred and chops to comment on radical Islam, and on the shameful capitulation of Western liberals to the canard of “Islamophobia,” it’s Maajid Nawaz. Born in England, Nawaz became a radical Muslim early on, dedicated to establishing a caliphate with nuclear weapons. To this end he traveled in the Middle East to get converts for Hizb ut-Tahrir, a radical Muslim group. And for that he was ultimately jailed in Egypt. During his five years in prison, he became de-radicalized, and ultimately returned to England to found Quilliam, a think tank dedicated to fostering humanism and eliminating extremism. (I’m not sure whether Nawaz is still a believing Muslim, though I think he is.) Quilliam’s statement of purpose is this, and is largely instantiated by countering the narrative of extreme, radical, and violent Islam:

Quilliam is the world’s first counter-extremism think tank set up to address the unique challenges of citizenship, identity, and belonging in a globalised world. Quilliam stands for religious freedom, equality, human rights and democracy.

Challenging extremism is the duty of all responsible members of society. Not least because cultural insularity and extremism are products of the failures of wider society to foster a shared sense of belonging and to advance liberal democratic values.

I admire him immensely.

So when Nawaz, who’s walked the walk of radical Islam, writes an article for The Daily Beast called “The British’s Left’s hypocritical embrace of Islamism,” it’s best to pay attention. He defines “Islamism” as “an ideology that seeks to impose any version of Islam over society.” (When violent, he calls it jihadism.)

Nawaz calls out the Left for ignoring the frequent and violent abrogations of civil liberties by Islamists, and for the way that liberal British organs like The Guardian ignore these, or, when they pay attention, blame them all on Western colonialism. For instance:

But for those who I have come to call Europe’s regressive-left how could Islamist tyranny—such as burying women neck deep in the ground and stoning them to death—possibly be anything other than an authentic expression of Muslim rage at Western colonial hegemony? For don’t you know Muslims are angry? So angry, in fact, that they wish to enslave indigenous Yazidi women for sex, throw Syrian gays off tall buildings and burn people alive? All because… Israel. For Europe’s regressive-left—which is fast penetrating U.S. circles too—Muslims are not expected to be civilized. And Muslim upstarts who dare to challenge this theocratic fascism are nothing but an inconvenience to an uncannily Weimar-like populism that screams simplistically: It is all the West’s fault.

It is my fellow Muslims who suffer most from this patronizing, self-pity inspiring mollycoddling. And just as American Muslims, with some reason, fear becoming targeted by right-wing anti-Muslim prejudice, British Muslims are being spoon-fed regressive-left sedatives, encouraging a perpetual state of victimhood in order to score their petty ideological points against “the West.” In the name of cultural diversity, aspiration is being stifled, expectations have been tempered and because Muslims have their own culture don’t you know, self-segregation and ghettoization have thrived.

In the first paragraph, Nawaz is referring indirectly to himself, for he’s not an angry Muslim, but a conciliatory one—a Muslim who challenges theocracy. As he notes in the piece, the Guardian misled him a while back by flattering him with blandishments, praising his work, and then sabotaging him in a new hit piece that paints him as David Cameron’s lap dog. (Given what Nawaz does, the piece is pretty vile.)

He goes on to fault the Guardian further for not only publishing (apparently with approval) the rants of Islamists, but marginalizing liberal Muslims, adding this:

Like the Daily Mail of old, which to its eternal shame appeased the rise of Nazism, the Guardian is blinded by its infantilizing approach to minority communities, promoting the most regressive of theocrats, simply to “stick it to the man.”

It’s perhaps understandable that Nawaz, whose ideas the Guardian neglected in favor of his dress and taste in coffee, is a bit defensive about his credentials, and reiterates his background, though I would have preferred him to leave out the snarky comment about “champagne socialists”:

The great irony is that, unlike many of today’s champagne socialists and shisha-jihadists my entire life has been a prototype of their archetypal aggrieved Muslim. Unlike the Guardian’s private school, Oxbridge-educated journalist David Shariatmadari, I am a state school-educated Muslim and racial minority. I have been stabbed at by neo-Nazis, falsely arrested at gunpoint by Essex police, expelled from college, divorced, estranged from my child, and tortured in Egyptian prison, and mandatorily profiled. I’ve had my DNA forcibly taken at Heathrow Airport under Schedule 7 Laws, which deprive terror suspects of the right to silence at UK ports of entry and exit, among much else. I’ve been blacklisted from other countries. I am every grievance regressive leftists traditionally harp on. Yet their first-world bourgeois brains seem to malfunction because I refuse to spew theocratic hate, or fit their little “angry Muslim” box. Yet they talk to me about privilege, and non-fat lattes?

To defuse the unfair charge that he’s a lackey of the Conservatives, Nawaz also reprises his activities. And, I have to say, the man is trying to do good work:

There is a natural fear among Europe’s left, that challenging Islamist extremism can only aid Europe’s far-right. But the alternative to this fear must not be to instead empower theocratic fascism. There is a way to both challenge those who want to impose islam, and those who wish to ban Islam. It has not escaped me, nor other liberal Muslims, that while challenging Islamist extremism we must remain attentive to protecting our civil liberties. We are born of this struggle, after all. Over the years I have opposed past UK government ministers on ethnic and religious profiling, opposed Obama’s targeted killings and drone strikes and opposed Senator King in the UK Parliament over his obfuscation and justification for torture. I have been cited by the UK PM for my view that though Islamist extremism must be openly challenged, non-terrorist Islamists should not be banned unless they directly incite violence. I have spoken out against extraordinary rendition and detention without charge of terror suspects. I have supported my political party, the Liberal Democrats, in backing a call to end Schedule 7. It is due to this very same concern for civil liberties that I vehemently oppose Islamist extremism and call for liberal reform within our Muslim communities, for our Muslim communities. We believe civil liberties cut both ways, for and upon minority communities, and it is due to this same passion for human rights that my organization Quilliam put out this anti-ISIS video only a day after the Guardian’s unfortunate sting. We chose to let our work speak for itself.

Here’s the long version of Quilliam’s anti-ISIS video; the thick British accent is a bit hard to understand to American ears.

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Two addenda:

1. Read Nick Cohen’s new piece (ironically, in the Guardian), “Islamism prevails even as we suppress free speech.” An excerpt:

Compare the bravery of Bangladeshi intellectuals with the attitude of the bulk of the western intelligentsia. Whole books could be written on why it failed to argue against the fascism of our age – indeed I’ve written a couple myself – but the decisive reason is a fear that dare not speak its name. They are frightened of accusations of racism, frightened of breaking with the consensus, frightened most of all of violence. They dare not admit they are afraid. So they struggle to produce justifications to excuse their dereliction of duty. They turn militant religion into a rational reaction to poverty or western foreign policy. They maintain there is a moral equivalence between militant religion and militant atheism.

2. I’m reading in page proofs the exchange between Sam Harris and Nawaz that will come out as a short book in October, Islam and the Future of Tolerance: a Dialogue. It’s very good, and is already the #1 New Release in the “Islam” category of Amazon books.

The atheist’s purpose: readers’ responses

August 11, 2015 • 9:05 am

I’ve just skimmed the responses to Tom Chivers’s series of interviews on how atheists find purpose in their lives, and one reader’s response stuck out like a sore thumb. It’s a perfect example of confirmation bias: believing what you WANT to be true. Here it is:
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I don’t have an innate desire to find meaning, but rather an innate desire to make the best I can of my ephemeral existence. When pressed to say why we see our lives as having a “meaning”, we tend to answer by saying what gives us pleasure and satisfaction. The reader above somehow tries to gather this behavior under the tent of religion. At any rate, as Voltaire said in 1763 (in French, of course), “The interest I have in believing in something is not a proof that the something exists.”

Another reader gave the appropriate response to Mr. Irvine:

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BuzzFeed compilation: How do atheists find meaning in life?

August 11, 2015 • 8:00 am

Author Tom Chivers sometimes writes at Buzzfeed, where he’s a welcome exception to the usual clickbait-compilers at that site (see my post on his nice article  about how doctors would like to die). His latest effort involved interviewing several of us heathens about how nonbelievers find meaning in life. As you well know, theists seem deeply puzzled by this question, a sign that they can’t think outside the God Box, and can’t even see what’s around them.

Chivers’s piece, “I asked atheists how they find meaning in a purposeless universe,” surveys a broad spectrum of scientists, writers, and humanists. The answers, I hope, will put an end to this persistent and annoying question. Here’s my answer, which was given by phone so is a bit choppy:

Jerry Coyne, evolutionary biologist and author of Faith vs. Fact: Why Science and Religion are Incompatible

“The way I find meaning is the way that most people find meaning, even religious ones, which is to get pleasure and significance from your job, from your loved ones, from your avocation, art, literature, music. People like me don’t worry about what it’s all about in a cosmic sense, because we know it isn’t about anything. It’s what we make of this transitory existence that matters.

“If you’re an atheist and an evolutionary biologist, what you think is, I’m lucky to have these 80-odd years: How can I make the most of my existence here? Being an atheist means coming to grips with reality. And the reality is twofold. We’re going to die as individuals, and the whole of humanity, unless we find a way to colonise other planets, is going to go extinct. So there’s lots of things that we have to deal with that we don’t like. We just come to grips with the reality. Life is the result of natural selection, and death is the result of natural selection. We are evolved in such a way that death is almost inevitable. So you just deal with it.

“It says in the Bible that, ‘When I was a child I played with childish things, and when I became a man I put away those childish things.’ And one of those childish things is the superstition that there’s a higher purpose. Christopher Hitchens said it’s time to move beyond the mewling childhood of our species and deal with reality as it is, and that’s what we have to do.”

The subtitle of Chivers’s piece is “If there’s no afterlife or reason for the universe, how do you make your life matter? Warning: the last answer may break your heart.” So of course I’ll put up the last answer:

Jan Doig [JAC: I’m not sure who she is, but she’s wonderfully eloquent]:

“Three years and nine months ago I would have declared myself agnostic. Then my husband died without warning at the age of 47. My life fell to pieces. This is no exaggeration. As the terrible days passed in a fog the same question kept forming. Why? Why him? Why us? I was told by well-meaning friends that it was part of God’s plan and we would simply never know what that was. Or from friends with a looser definition of religion, that The Universe had something to teach me. I had lessons to learn.

“These thoughts caused me great fear, anger and confusion. What sort of God, even if he had a plan for me, would separate a fine. kind, gentle man from his children. Why would God or the Universe look down and pick on our little family for special treatment? Why a good man with not a bad bone in his body who had never raised a hand to anyone. My best friend for 29 years. Any lesson the Universe had to teach me I would have learned willingly. He didn’t have to die!

“I thought about it a lot. I was raised Catholic so guilt ran through me like writing through a stick of rock. Had I been a bad wife? Was he waiting for me? There were days when if I had been certain of a belief in an afterlife I might have gone to join him. It was a desperate time. I needed evidence and there simply wasn’t any. I just had to have faith and believe.

“One day as I was sitting on his memorial bench in the local park I suddenly thought: what if no one is to blame? Not God. Not me. Not the Universe. What if he’s gone and that’s all there is to it? No plan. Just dreadful circumstances. A minor disturbance in his heart lead to a more serious and ultimately deadly arrhythmia and that killed him in a matter of moments. It is a purely scientific view of it. I may seem cold or callous but I found comfort in that. I cried and cried and cried, but that made logical sense to me and brought me great peace.

[JAC: This reminds me of Christopher Hitchens’s statement after his diagnosis of cancer. As he said at the time, “To the dumb question ‘Why me?’ the cosmos barely bothers to return the reply: Why not?”]

“My heart and head still miss my husband every day. I treasure everything he gave me and I love him as much today as the day he died. But I can remember him happily without wondering what we had done to deserve this dreadful separation.

“So I declare myself atheist (and humanist by extension) and my friends shake their heads. I stay on the straight and narrow without the guiding hand of a creator or any book of instructions.

“I’m not a religious or a spiritual person. (For some reason many of my female friends are shocked by this admission!) I don’t believe in God or the Universe. I don’t believe in angels, the power of prayer, spirits, ghosts or an afterlife. The list goes on and on. I think there is a scientific meaning for everything even if we don’t understand it yet. I find meaning in every day things and I choose to carry on.

“The sun comes up and I have a chance to be kind to anyone who crosses my path because I can. I make that choice for myself and nobody has to tell me to do it. I am right with myself. I try my best to do my best, and if I fail, I try again tomorrow. I support myself in my own journey through life. I draw my own conclusions.

“I find joy in the people I love. I love and I am loved. I find peace in the places I visit. Cry when I listen to music I love and find almost child like joy in many things.This world is brilliant and full of fascinating things. I have to think carefully for myself. I don’t have to believe what I’m told. I must ask questions and I try and use logic and reason to answer them. I believe that every human life carries equal worth. I struggle with how difficult the world can be but when we have free will some people will make terrible decisions. No deity forces their hand and they must live with that.

“Life is a personal struggle. Grieving is never an easy road to travel. It’s painful and lonely at times but I use what I know to try to help when I can. I try to be loving and caring with my family and friends and have fun. I will cry with friends in distress and hear other people’s stories and be kind because it does me good as well. I listen and I learn. It helps me to be better. Life without God is not a life without meaning. Everything, each and every interaction is full of meaning. Everything matters.”

Among the others interviewed are Susan Blackmore, Gia Milinovich, Jennifer Michael Hecht, and Adam Rutherford. There’s a commonality among the answers—I’d like to echo Darwin in saying that “there is a grandeur in this view of life”—and the common theme is that we all recognize that there is no ultimate purpose or meaning of life, at least in the theists’ cosmic sense, but that we find meaning in our activities and relationships. That’s not much different from how theists find meaning in their quotidian life: note the convergence between what many of the atheists consider their “purpose” (“Be kind to loved ones and strangers”, “Do something good for society”) and the so-called Meaning Given by God. In the end, the quotidian life is all we have.

Chivers’s article should be bookmarked as the definitive response to a nonsensical question that religionists raise time and time again. They may not like the answers, but, given what we know about the universe, they happen to be true.

Readers’ wildlife photos (and video)

August 11, 2015 • 7:15 am

Reader Rebecca Large-Swoope sent a very short video of a puffin taking off. I swear that these birds seem so awkward that I don’t know how they stay airborne. But this one appears to simply leap into the air, beating its wings frantically, and it’s gone:

I recently returned from a trip to Wales. I highly recommend going there. Below are pictures from Skomer Island. In a separate email I am going to send you a very short video clip of a puffin taking off. I love the background sound of all birds.

And Stephen Barnard sent three photos of two bird species, adding that, “Both these species of flycatcher favor the same post.” He added some pictures of nomming fish that are below the birds.

Eastern Kingbird (Tyrannus tyrannus)

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Western Wood Pewee (Contopus sordidulus):

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And a fish:

How a rainbow trout (Oncorhynchus mykiss) eats a Callibaetis mayfly:

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Tuesday: Hili dialogue

August 11, 2015 • 5:30 am

The weather is turning cooler in Chicago—I didn’t need to sleep with the fan on last night—and so presages the arrival of fall, and then winter. And so we move inexorably graveward, with our progress marked by the changing weather. Meanwhile in Dobrzyn, Ms. Hili is once again conflating prey with The Big Questions:

Hili: I’m astounded.
A: What is so astounding?
Hili: The secret of the meaning of life for that moving thing over there.

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 In Polish:
Hili: Zdumiewa mnie.
Ja: Co cię zdumiewa?
Hili: Tajemnica sensu życia tego co tam chodzi.

 

FvF: Behind enemy lines (well, nearly)

August 10, 2015 • 2:30 pm

by Grania

Jerry’s received a couple more entries in the “photograph FvF in an incongruous place” contest, although, strictly speaking, only one of them is allowable under the Terms & Conditions. The non-allowable one is too good not to share, though.

Gregory Kusnick undertook a perilous journey across the road to take this.

Here’s my attempt at a Faith vs. Fact selfie. As I’ve mentioned before, this famous spot is right across the street from my apartment; however it was still a challenge getting there since I broke my foot last month and had to hobble over on crutches.

You may be interested to learn that the building housing DI headquarters is slated for demolition sometime in the next couple of years, to be replaced by a high-rise office tower surpassing the Space Needle in height. Not sure where the DI will go when that happens, but “away” is probably not one of the choices, unfortunately.

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Pliny the in Between, who regularly creates satirical cartoons on a variety of secular and atheist related subjects, and who is no stranger on this site, sent us in this one.

Technically, I don’t think you excluded virtual selfies… (Did too, under “no photoshopping!” ~Grania)

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