Guest Post by Morbo
In my continuing effort to keep readers up to date on mundane things religious fanatics will not do, I present this story from the Minneapolis Star-Tribune about Muslim store clerks who refuse to ring up packages of bacon.
Hey, I’m not making this stuff up. First evangelical Christian and conservative Catholic pharmacists refused to fill prescriptions for birth control or “Plan B” pills. Then Muslim cabbies at the Minneapolis-St. Paul airport refused to serve passengers carrying bottles of liquor. Now store clerks are scrutinizing our purchases, looking for anything that offends their faith.
The United States is a place of great religious freedom, and I love that. Worship one god, 20 or none. Wear a crazy hat. Dance and sing. Enjoy communion with your friends. Speak in tongues. Knock yourself out. I really don’t care.
But understand the limits. I realize that devout Muslims do not eat bacon. Anyone who tries to force or trick a Muslim into eating a piece of bacon is a boor and a lout. But we need some sensible ground rules here, folks. I know that some Muslims don’t want to even touch bacon. Fair enough. Don’t touch it. Bacon sold in stores comes in a plastic wrap. Thus, no Muslim is being forced to touch bacon. They may be required to touch, briefly, a piece of plastic wrapped around some bacon. It is not too much to ask. If rubber gloves will help, I’m for issuing them rubber gloves.
Every time I write about this issue, I make up absurd scenarios that could happen if retailers cave in to religious demands like this — at least I think they are ridiculous. Then something like this comes along, and I am convinced that the situation is beyond parody.
But let’s try some anyway.
The religious tradition of Jainism, which traces it roots to ancient India, opposes all forms of cruelty. Jains are vegetarians. So if the clerk at your supermarket is a Jain, none of your meat gets rung up. Furthermore, some Jains refuse to eat root vegetables, believing that uprooting an entire plant is destructive. No carrots and sweet potatoes for you.
Want to read the latest steamy novel by Jackie Collins? Too bad! The clerk at Border’s is a Southern Baptist. Would you please go get something by Dr. James Dobson instead?
Eager to get across town to spend a night of passion with your significant other, to whom you are not married? Better hope the bus driver, who is orthodox Catholic and does not approve of sex outside of marriage, doesn’t overhear your plans on that cell phone! He’ll bounce your butt right out.
Yes, of course you have religious freedom. Enjoy it. It’s what part of what makes the country so great. But understand this: Your right to religious freedom does not give you the right to run another person’s life or impose your particular theological quirks on the general public. In other words, RING UP THE DAMN BACON.