Roy Moore, the Chief Justice of the Alabama Supreme Court, defies
the legal decisions in favor of gay marriage, claiming that he is not bound by
them, telling local judges to ignore them. This is the same judge who some
years ago refused orders to remove Biblical tablets from the courthouse.
What’s wrong with him? Is he evil, or just an idiot? The law is
clear – he may disagree with the Federal decisions, but he and the probate
judges are bound by them. More importantly, the vast majority of the country
(according to polls) accepts gay marriage, sees it as something personal, not
something the courts and the police should get involved with. I don’t get what
he’s trying to do.
On the other hand, what’s wrong with me? I believe we should strive to understand people who are
different from us. I seem to be failing at that with Justice Moore.
Come to think of it, he's probably neither evil nor an idiot. There’s absolutely no evidence that he’s corrupt, and he’s not trying to harm anyone. He’s not even intolerant: he’s not advocating arrests or suppression of gays. He just wants them to stay out of his face.
Maybe he’s just trying to protect a good society, as he sees it, one where everyone is secure, where you know what to expect, where everyone knows the right thing to do and acts together in harmony. He’s defending it against people who want to disrupt, to sow discord, to plant foreign ideas, and thus to undermine the solid foundations of community and identity. They threaten his world, and he knows no good can come of it. And the people around him agree: they re-elected him to the state Supreme Court after he had been removed from it over the tablets battle.
Moore might say, with Shakespeare:
The
heavens themselves, the planets and this centre
Observe
degree, priority and place,
…
but when the planets
In
evil mixture to disorder wander,
What
plagues and what portents! what mutiny!
What
raging of the sea! shaking of earth!
Commotion
in the winds! frights, changes, horrors…[1]
For Moore, gay marriage is a threat not only to who he is, but to the identities of everyone
he knows, and their relations, and their hopes for the future. "Frights, changes, horrors..." No wonder he fights so hard.
At least I think
that’s what he thinks. But until we have a different kind of conversation, we
won’t really know, will we?
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