Saturday, September 19, 2009

Freedom from Religion -- Thank God

Mack Hall

Americans generally sneer at the religions of others. I think this is a fine tradition that we should maintain, for in some other nations folks cut off each other’s heads for not agreeing on professions of faith.

But maybe religious persecution by our own government is now upon us, as it is in little kingdoms ruled by little men with badly-dyed beards.

In Oklahoma the local Equal Employment Opportunity Commission, also known as Unemployable Liberal Arts Graduates Living on Your Tax Dollars and Bothering You, is suing Abercrombie and Fitch for religious discrimination against a teenybopper. The allegation is that said child was denied a job at A & F because her Muslim head scarf would be a violation of A & F’s dress code.

The horror!

And you thought William Tyndale had it rough.

The lawsuit contends that A & F discriminated against Samantha (yes, that’s her name) on the basis of her religion.

The problem is, they didn’t.

Anyone who has seen an Abercrombie & Fitch ad – resulting in awkward explanations to one’s children as to what those teenagers in the pictures are doing with and to each other – will understand that A & F is not about religion. A & F wants to sell clothing – tho’ their models aren’t wearing any -- and cruises on the south side of pornography in doing so.

Apparently A & F are wholly uninterested in Samantha’s profession of faith in anything; they simply expect her, if hired, to follow their dress code just like all other employees. That is so totally equal. And anyway this dress code is clearly far more modest for A & F’s store employees than it is for their models.

Samantha, naturally, is humiliated and distressed and suffering grievously. Yes, I can imagine that’s pretty much how Thomas More felt as he heard the executioner touching up the old axe with a file and whistling a happy worker’s tune.

I think Abercrombie and Fitch should neither defend themselves nor apologize; they should sue Samantha and all the little prissycrats at the EEOC, for it is they who are persecuting on the basis of religion.

Imagine a Christian teenager working at Abercrombie and Fitch and saying to a customer "Sure, I’ll be happy to sell you this hootchie-mama outfit, but first I’d like to share with you some words from St. Paul regarding modesty…"

The subsequent interview with the supervisor would end with the words "…and we’ll mail your final paycheck to you."

And so it should. No one applies for a job with A & F unaware of how they do business.

Or consider another girl applying for a job as a dancer at Rocky’s Elegante’ Gentleman’s Club, and then demanding, on religious grounds, to remain stationary and fully clothed while on stage.

Ain’t happenin’.

What Samantha, her religion, and the Equal Opportunity Blah-blah seem not to understand is the concept of freedom.

No one has a right to a job at Abercrombie and Fitch or anywhere else. If the applicant and the company agree on terms, then they contract with each other as free Americans. If they do not agree, then they are both equally free to ignore each other.

This applies to all of us. If a business can be prosecuted by the United States government simply for being itself, and required to spend immense amounts of money defending itself against religious hatred, so can you. If you were to say (and I’m sure you wouldn’t) "I disapprove of Islam" – or maybe "I sneer at Catholics" or "I think Methodists are goofy" or "Baptists are rotten singers" – would you be hounded into poverty for it by your government?

The United States Equal Opporploppery-Something says yes.

Freedom of religion must of necessity include freedom from religion. If I am vouchsafed a vision of The Cosmic Bubba out by the dairy barn, then I am free to walk about the public streets and maintain that the one true religion is the Church of The Cosmic Bubba, and that I am Cosmic Bubba’s holy prophet. My fellow citizenry are equally free to dismiss me for being almost as off-the-planet as Glenn Beck, and my boss is free to require me not to wear my one-foot-high pectoral image of The Cosmic Bubba on a day-glo chain while on the job. Under the Constitution I have no legal claim against others for not believing in The Cosmic Bubba and accepting me as The Cosmic Bubba’s prophet, curses be upon their pancreases.

Hey, folks, we gotta vote. Voting makes freedom work. We may have to walk around the armed thugs in berets to get to the ballot box, but as Jerry Clower said in another context, "They can kill us but they sure can’t eat us."

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