Pat Condell: Britain’s cultural problem

An interview – with me.

Elsa Shieder is a freedom lover who has worked relentlessly both in raising awareness of things that may endanger our freedoms and in helping people learn how to work for more freedom by telling the stories of how other freedom lovers do just that.

Over time, she has interviewed some pretty awesome freedom activists, from Bill Warner through Nonie Darwish, from Fred Litvin to Rahil Raza and on and on and on.

I was honoured and flattered when she asked to interview me as part of this series.

My interview will be up tonight at 8 EST and will be available for free for the first 48 hours, then it will go behind a nominal paywall to help cover production costs.

So, if you’re interested, listen in and enjoy!

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Who owns your body?

Many people even today live under the yoke of very direct and brutal slavery.  We have recently heard the horror stories.

But this is not the only way slavery is happening.

No – this time, I will not go on a long rant about how coercive taxation is, in a very real sense, the state making an ownership claim over our bodies, but it hits close.

Different societies are built on different principles – and, depending on these foundational ‘truths’, the governance of the society evolves.  All societies evolve over time.  But, those societies which build their governance on things other than the principles they were founded on soon run into serious trouble;

After all, in order for a society to function in a healthy way, for the citizenry to be able to anticipate, understand and guide themselves by the rules of the society, it is important for every new law, for every rule that is enforced, to be grounded in this foundation.  I’m not sure if I am explaining this clearly, so, if I am making a mess of it, please, let me know and I’ll try to clarify.

What I mean by this is that in a very practical sense, for a new rule to ‘work’ in a society, one must be able to reason to it by starting with the foundational principles.

In other words, if laws are passed which are arbitrary – cannot be arrived at by reasoning from ‘first principles’, sooner or later, the governance will not form a seamless body but the laws and regulations will become a mess, some may even contradict each other and it will be upon the whim of the police and the judiciary as to which rules are enforced when…

Our politicians – in all levels of government – are busy passing laws and regulations.  If every citizen were to memorize every new law and regulation as they are passed, they would have little time to actually be productive…and the society would begin to stagnate.

If, however, each and every law and regulation passed could be reasoned out from ‘first principles’ (the ‘foundational truths’ on which the society is built), then the citizen needs not memorize every new rule and regulation:  these will simply be a natural extension of the foundations upon which the society is built.

One of the core – if not THE core – ‘foundational truths’ on which our society is built is the principle of self-ownership.

So far, so good – yes?

I own my body and you own yours.  You cannot sell your children into slavery or for body organs, because while a parent may be a child’s guardian, the parent does not own their child.  Each and every human being owns her or him self.

So, what are our bodies made up of?

Lots of stuff.

Some of our ‘stuff’ shares common things with other humans, some with all living things – and some of our ‘stuff’ is uniquely our own and defines us as an individual.

Let’s look at some examples of ‘stuff’ that makes us up – but which we share with some others.

Blood, for example.

We can, within certain defined parameters, switch blood from one person to another:  from one who has enough and chooses to share to the ones who need it.

Same with, say, kidneys and corneas and lots of other ‘stuff’.

Our brilliant scientists have, for example, found a way to take a pig’s heart, keep the ‘infrastructure’ but wash away the DNA containing tissues, graft a human being’s own personal stem cells over this pig’s hear infrastructure - and then implant it into that human!!!  Most brilliant, since all the DNA-bearing ‘stuff’ is that owner’s very own DNA, so the body recognizes it as part of itself and the immune system does not try to ‘kill this invader’:  something which, when using another human’s heart, had to be fought with anti-rejection drugs that had considerable and unpleasant side effects.



And there’s all these new cancer treatments and chronic illness treatments based on gene therapies!  It’s enough to make one feel like we’re living in the science fiction future!

Makes sense that we will expect more and more gene-based therapies for our ills.

But, there is a problem with this.

The problem is that, in their wisdom, the bureaucrats who award patents have agreed with deep-pocketed corporaions to grant them patents on genes.  Both human and non-human…

Please, consider this very, very carefully.

For decades, the MD’s and medical researchers have warned that the greatest obstacle to more gene therapies being developed and used in the practice of medicine are – you guessed it – patents granted on genes.

Oh, it crept in gradually, like all the greatest villains in history.

First it was a human-modified gene in one creature or another which made it more suitable for medical studies – human-altered gene, it was argued, intellectual property rights…

Then it was ‘unraveling’ genes – doing the lab work to identify them and the role they played.  The corporations argued – quite truthfully – that they invested money up front to make this possible.  And they did, that is true.

But we must remember why patents were ‘brought about’:  it was a trade off. The ‘inventor/thinker’ would share the information with everyone else about all aspects in return for ‘exclusive rights’ on the item for a period of time that would let them make back their investment plus a modest profit. But, it was argued, one could only patent ‘products’ – not naturally occurring ‘stuff’.

So – how come patents were granted to companies on naturally-occurring ‘stuff’ like genes?

A bit of ignorance and a bit of corruption, I guess…

But, we now find ourselves in a situation where multinational corporations own the patents on certain human genes.

Aside:  this issue is explored very, very well in a most excellent Canadian Netflix show, ‘Orphan Black’.  Not only is the show brilliantly written and generally awesomely executed, it tackles this very question:  if a corporation ‘owns’ a ‘gene and all its derivatives’, and that gene is inside of you, do they ‘own’ you?  Do they have a legal claim on your children?  Your child is, after all, a derivative of your genes….

Please, indulge me in the following speculation.

A corporation owns a specific gene which is, say, introduced into asthma sufferers using a specific virus (as the genetic material carrier).  This engineered DNA (patented by, say, Corporation ‘C’) is successfully integrated into your cells, so that all the cells of your body have replaced the old, ‘faulty asthma-causing gene’ with the newly engineered ‘C’ gene.

Then you have kids.

Your children will have inherited the ‘C’ gene.

Do you have to seek permission to ‘create a derivative of the ‘ C’ gene through reproduction’ before you have said child?

Do you owe the Corporation ‘C’ royalties?

Do they have an ownership claim on your offspring?

As the laws stand, these questions have not been answered very well.

For example, courts have ruled that if a genetically modified pollen accidentally pollinates your non genetically modified crops, you DO owe the pollen’s patent holder royalties.

Really, do think about where this is heading….

After all, if somebody owns your gene – something which is in every cell of your body – do they not have an actual claim of ownership over you?

This is why I am so thrilled that CHEO (Children’s Hospital of Eastern Ontario) has initiated a lawsuit challenging the patenting of a specific gene-test.  OK – a baby step, but a very, very important one!!!

Let’s keep our eyes on this one!

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Paying our respects to Cpl. Nathan Cirillo

Yesterday was an emotional day for Canada.

I picked my son up from his high-school co-op placement at 11:30 in Ottawa’s Byward Market, where, the day before yesterday, we were in lockdown as the evil jihadi (I’m not going to give him the courtesy of naming him)  went on his murderous rampage.

For the record:  the shooter’s father appears to be a jihadi terrorist  rebel fighter in Libya whom the shooter idealized and he himself was trying to make his way to IS/ISIS/ISIL – but was having a spot of trouble getting his Canadian passport.  And his email address has been found on the computer of an individual currently charged with terrorism in Canada…

The shooter himself was a devout Muslim – so devout, in fact, that he found the Mosque in BC which he was attending to be too ‘inclusive’ and demanded of its Imam to deliver more ‘radical’ sermons.  The good Imam not only did not give in, but kicked the jihadi out of the Mosque for ever.

Now that is the kind of Imam we need in Canada!!!

While in Ottawa, the shooter was homeless and staying at the Mission, where he kept trying to make the other guests there pray 5 times a day…which seems a clear indication that he was not satisfied with simply practicing his religion but that he was attempting to impose Sharia on others, Muslims and non-Muslims alike.

But, enough about this evil creature – today was not about him.

Byward Market is the oldest corner of Ottawa – and teaming with life.  While there, I picked up a bouquet of red roses and white lilies.  With my son, we drove to the War Memorial, parked by the CNN trucks, and walked to the memorial.

The whole area around the monument was filled with people, standing somberly, some on one knee, some sitting on the benches at the perimeter of the monument.  The colours that dominated the crowd were red, black and white and many people were wearing red poppies.  A few people wore military dress uniforms – even though the spots where the honour guard usually stands were glaringly vacant.

The Tomb of the Unknown Soldier

There was such a profound silence at the memorial that it felt as if any sound would instantly be sucked out of existence.

We had to thread out way through the crowd to walk up to the Tomb of the Unknown Soldier where my son laid the flowers we brought – among the other flowers, wreaths, pictures, notes and even little dog plushies (Cpl. Nathatn Cirillo was a dog lover).

It is impossible to find words to describe the atmosphere there.  Sadness, thankfulness, and anger, perhaps:  but whatever it was, it was so intense it was palpable.

We hurried back to our car, as my son had very little time to make it back to school before his afternoon classes started, but neither of us spoke much for the rest of the ride.

After dropping him off, I went home to pick up my little Canadian flag and I headed straight to the Hunt Club street overpass over Highway 416, as this was the route of Cpl. Nathan Cirillo’s last journey…

By the time I got there, there were already quite a few people there – some of my neighbours, many strangers – and the ever-present media.

One man I spoke to said he was there for two reasons:  to show respect for Cpl. Cirillo, and for Canada.  He was angry – said it took a t to make him angry, but, in his words, ‘enough is enough’!

Along Hunt Club Rd.

Over the next hour or so, people kept coming and coming.  And not just to stand at the overpass and all along the onramp the funeral procession was to take from Hunt Club onto the 416, the ‘Highway of Heroes’ – but cars parked along the shoulders in both directions along the 416, bumper to bumper, as far as the eye could see.

I have NEVER seen anything like it!

On the Hunt Club overpass itself, there were men and women of all ages.  And children.  And dogs.  And all were solemn…  Firetrucks with firefighters, cops lined up outside their cars…

When the funeral procession approached, all stood with their hats off, some saluting, some with right hand over their harts, many with tears streaming down their faces.

After they crossed the bridge, we all rushed to the railing to watch as  they reappeared in the curve of the on-ramp.  When I saw them coming, very softly, I started singing ‘Oh, Canada’.  Much to my surprise, the man on my left joined in, then the lady on my right….and pretty soon, our anthem thundered up and down the bridge.   We were not quite in sync, and many of us (me especially) sang a bit out of tune, but our voices grew strong and, Cpl. Cirillo’s car passed under us just as we sang ‘We stand on guard for thee!”

And we will:  we WILL stand on guard for thee!

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