PEOPLE who see themselves as sophisticated nowadays like to say of those subjects whose Judeo-Christian orthodoxies they despise that “the truth is more complicated.” What they’re saying is that lies – their lies – are more complicated than the truth. See yesterday’s Leak for a topical example. Even complicated lies can never last the distance, however – not to the satisfaction of totalitarians. That’s why the venomous fabulists who have lately seized control of what eggheads in the West call “discourse” – by which they mean your speech and conversations – always end up calling in the police. One of the most laughable – which is not to say benign – examples is the hysterical push to enact laws banning ‘gay conversion therapy.’ To the extent that it exists, GCT is not – and never has been – a pervasive crisis. No practitioners are listed in the White Pages. No phrenologists, no barber-surgeons, no ghost busters, no alchemists and no gay conversion therapists. It would be a lot easier to find a welcome-to-country shaman or a drug dealer.
Some Pentecostalists have sought to make straight the lordless ways of the actively gay, certainly. All mainstream churches, however – including the Catholic – encourage the sexually conscience-stricken to a conversion of the heart by means of prayerful and sacramental openness to the grace of God. What should follow is a life’s work of self-mastery, not a rushed marriage of questionable legitimacy intended to force a square peg into a round hole (or a round hole onto a square peg). In defence of the happy clappers, however, it must be acknowledged that transitioning a homosexual who wants to identify as a heterosexual is nowhere near as certifiably deranged as the notion that a man can ‘become’ a woman and vice-versa – which every secular evangelist in the left-wing world pretends to believe is possible. Anti-GCT campaigners, of course, don’t make these denominational distinctions. His bona fides in the acronym-dyslectic arena of sex-gender windbaggery speaking for themselves, Nathan Despott (yes, really) of SOGICES (the Sexual Orientation and Gender Identity Change Efforts Survivors) has told the ABC that “religious settings” in which sexuality or so-called ‘gender’ are discussed must be controlled and policed by the state.
Which brings us to Tasmania where the ‘Liberal’ government of Jeremy Rockliff (I hadn’t heard of him either) will follow the lead of Victoria, Queensland and the ACT by outlawing the imaginary de-gaying trade. Were it not for the fact that it remains as fanatically belligerent towards Christians as ever, one could start to feel sorry for a gay lobby whose admirably neat and tidy advocacy edifice has been taken over and trashed by ‘transgender’ squatters. Not that the lobbyists seem to mind. Tasmania’s proposed bill – like the laws passed in other states – will not stop the dangerous and scientifically fictitious ‘conversion’ of a person to the opposite sex. Butchery of the vulnerable is not merely lawful but officially encouraged and enabled.
Based on the nutty Victorian government’s extreme Change or Suppression (Conversion) Practices Prohibition Act, the bill will define conversion as – amongst other pretexual things – affirming the sex of a friend or family member who may be planning or considering a ‘transition.’ If a jury finds beyond reasonable doubt that an “injury” was done in the process, the affirmer will be convicted of a crime. In other words, the bill is actually meant to protect fashionable conversion therapy while prohibiting unfashionable conversion therapy. The double standard is made all the more obvious and outlandish by Victorian lawmakers indemnifying ‘transition’ facilitators from prosecution; see section 5 of the Act. It should go without saying that none of this has anything to do with the health of so tiny a group of complainants. It is about forcing the public not to oppose or speak out against a lie. It is fascist thuggery. “No one is going to intimidate me,” Mr Rockliff said of ACL opposition to the bill yesterday, affecting the fake valour Liberal Wets reserve for monstering the harmless. “I am my own person.” Only until an unhinged legislature says otherwise.