Thursday 13 March 2008

Freedom of Conscience

The Human Fertilisation and Embryology Bill should be voted down, it makes provision for creating monstrosity.

And Mr Cameron's principled view that such a Bill must have a free vote is the only possible stance that can "respect the conscience", as the Prime Minister puts it, of our members of Parliament and respect our consciences in placing our trust in our elected representatives.

It is not enough to permit abstention - staying away is both avoidance of responsibility, and effective acquiescence, as the Liberal Democrats showed us all last week. How contemptible that the Labour Whip, Hoon, has conceded such a cop-out, for those who get his permission first. On what grounds and behind what documentation is permission given? Chit from the parish priest? Would the vicar or minister or rabbi do too? Certified anti-eugenics activism?

Is there any aspect of authoritarianism, and eugenic experimentation must be first in its catalogue of horrors, neglected by this regime?

They want to make fish soup out of the aquarium (in E-K's devastating image).

4 comments:

Elby the Beserk said...

Was it a budget speech, or a party political broadcast? Seemed more the latter to my jaundiced ear.

Anyway, if you'd like to tell Ed what you think of him, you can. I have.

http://www.edballs.com/index.jsp?c=/p/feedback/

hatfield girl said...

This is the clue to 1 down, isn't it Elby.

Sackerson said...

HG - hear, hear to para 1.

Elby the Beserk said...

3 down, HG (4,5); in fact this was meant to appear and did then appear in, when I realised the herring of my ways, here at http://hatfieldgirl.blogspot.com/2008/03/so-what.html
where it belonged in the first place. Got there eventually.

Now, where were we?

Port and Brandy. Stash that one away. I realised that I haven't had one in too long, and I do recall it as very effective. Suspect it left a very warm glow in both the gut and the gills, which would be a result with a bad tum.

Tomorrow. The perfect Dry Martini & the Cocktail Party, in post WWII Cheshire. You had to have been there. I was.