About two months ago one of my high school students showed
me the Strange Planet cartoons of Nathan Pyle.
I laughed enough at the couple I saw that I started following the
Strange Planet Instagram account and enjoy reading at the lovable aliens he
illustrates. Pyle’s work is clever,
simple, and above all unique.
For my money this isn’t on par with Gary Larson’s Far Side,
but Strange Planet is original and going places.
Well, it was. But
just like everything these days, the thought police on the left can’t just let
a good thing be a good thing. Apparently
some intrepid new wave feminist decided that his cartoons couldn’t be enjoyed
until she knew that Pyle was cool with killing children in the womb for
convenience. What does that have to do
with his cartoons you ask? Nothing,
actually. But since everything must be
political to those who have turned government into god and politics into
religion, it’s all that matters.
Needless to say, when the feminist warrior found a post on
Pyle’s personal Instagram page praising the March for Life, she went
apoplectic. Nylon.com ran a piece entitled, “The Guy Who Makes Those Cute Alien Comics Has Really Bad Opinions on
Abortion” in which Pyle was criticized for, amongst other things, having “I
follow Jesus” in his bio. Not long after
the article ran, the online left-wing Twitter mob descended.
Pyle felt forced to offer penitence, posting the following “apology”:
“My wife Taylor and I have private beliefs as they pertain to our Christian faith. We also believe separation of church and state is crucial to our nation flourishing. Our votes go toward the Democratic Party. Additionally we are troubled by what the Republican Party has become and do not want to be associated with it.”
This is all just so pathetic.
I hate that this happened.
I hate that it continues happening.
I hate that Pyle felt obligated to offer any explanation. I hate that people aren’t allowed to have
their own personal convictions without being forced to publicly atone for them.
Alexandra DeSanctis summed up my feelings perfectly by commenting,
“I am so sick of this culture where it’s of utmost importance to ascertain whether some agrees wholeheartedly with every single one of our dogmatically held beliefs before we entertain their thoughts or enjoy their artistic ability.”
Amen and amen.
Personally, Ellen DeGeneres and I have radically different
views on social policy, but I love her sense of humor. I think she’s one of the funniest people I’ve
ever watched entertain.
Jon Bon Jovi and Bruce Springsteen both embrace political
agendas that I would oppose seven days a week.
But I love every album that those two have ever churned out and will
keep buying them as long as they do.
Tom Hanks financially supports politicians that would never
get my vote in a million years. But he’s
an incredible actor who has brought countless hours of entertainment, drama,
and laughs into my life.
I mentioned Gary Larson earlier. Honestly, I don’t know what Gary thought about
dilation and extraction child butchery.
But if his opinions about that were different than mine, it still
wouldn’t erase the hours of pleasure I got sitting on Grandma Heck’s couch
reading and laughing through his Far Side Gallery books.
And that’s the point.
When we reduce people to their politics and we isolate ourselves from
interacting with or appreciating anyone who doesn’t march in lockstep with our
personal dogma, we will accomplish nothing more than depriving ourselves of encountering
some truly extraordinary people that God has gifted with the ability and desire
to bless our lives. Why would a sane
person ever do that?
People are more than their politics. Failing to appreciate that doesn’t make us
champions of a “cause,” it makes us pitifully shallow.