A. beat me to it, but I wanted to link the recent Mohammad cartoons with the discussion here on respecting friends’ sacred objects. A. asks several questions I want to address, but the replies will take far longer than is appropriate for a comment, so I’ll expound here.

Here’s a question, spawned by a recent, saddening event (that I’m not involved in): Are we obligated to respect those things that our friends respect? Are we compelled to show respect for (for instance) gods that we may not even believe exist? What about gods that in our belief systems are gods that don’t take themselves seriously enough (or aren’t present enough, for the deists in the crowd) to give a damn if jokes are made of their supposed words and actions? Can we not joke about those in the presence of a friend with a mindset different from ours? Or should kindness and respect overrule personal belief expression in…

Tuesday’s differential equations class was a bit awkward. The professor was attempting to get people to volunteer to go to the board and work on a problem he’d tossed up, and wasn’t having much luck. He was sitting at the back of the class, and said, “Alright. If no one goes up, I’ll just go, ‘Eeny, meeny, miny, mo, catch a tiger by the’–wait. Why is that ‘tiger’? I wouldn’t want to catch a tiger that way.” There’s a moment of uncomfortable silence, during which at least one member of the class wondered how a hip, youthful professor of our day and age doesn’t know the origins of that song.…

I have a thesis advisor! *breaks into a violent, thrashing Happy Dance*