Last night we watched the movie The Name of the Rose on the
BBC. For anyone unfamiliar with it, this is a complex story set in a 14th
century Italian abbey, featuring graphic portrayals of violent murder, torture,
insanity, depravity, sadism, burning at the stake and religious zealotry. And a
brief interlude of very poignant love making between two young people. The BBC
felt it necessary to warn parents of young children about this last interlude, but
not about the other activities which are apparently legitimate entertainment.
Now, obviously, this could be written off as just another instance of British
prudishness about sexual matters but, looking around at current world
conflicts, somehow it seems to have a wider significance as a metaphor for moral
inconsistency.
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