From Wikipedia’s list of logical fallacies:
Slippery slope: argument states that a relatively small first step inevitably leads to a chain of related events culminating in some significant impact
If my own life and the experiences of the last nearly 47 years are any indication, as much as people want to call slippery slope a fallacy, 
I’ve seen very few cases where whatever was heading down the slope reversed course. One could argue that civil rights are in much better shape than they were when I was a child of the 1960s, but most everything, especially in pop culture, whirls to the bottom of the downward spiral.
I wrote earlier this week (“The Money God“) about yet another voter proposition in Ohio arguing for casinos. It seems every other year for the past 20 we’ve encountered one of these darned things, and every time it gets closer to passing. That relentless chipping away…
One of the most pressing arguments this time around in favor of the casinos is “Indiana has them, and so do other states.” I find this tactic amusing, as it falls into the category of moms everywhere yelling, “Well, just ‘cuz Jimmy got a shotgun doesn’t mean you should have one too!” Any ad that trumpets that Indiana is stealing Ohioans’ money—cold, hard cash that Ohio itself could be stealing from Ohioans—is about as slippery slope as it gets.
So we get our casinos. And legalized drugs, prostitution, homosexual marriage, euthanasia, bestiality, and so on are at the hilltop gate waiting for their own race to the bottom.
Someone should have told the Holy Spirit He was committing a logical fallacy when He encouraged the Apostle Paul to write this:
A little leaven leavens the whole lump.
—Galatians 5:9
Or this:
…evil people and impostors will go on from bad to worse, deceiving and being deceived.
—2 Timothy 3:13
I’ve read a few things by Christians lately arguing that Halloween ain’t so bad. Well, that may have been true back in the 1960s, but a trip to the local Halloween chain store today will have you wondering whether it’s owned by H.R. Giger and Larry Flynt. One 6-year old running around as a zombie drenched in fake blood and the “bedsheet ghost” of not-so-long ago seems like a relic from the pages of Little House on the Prairie. Halloween 2025—well, it’s hard for me to imagine what kind of ghoulish, occultic bacchanal that might be given the astounding amount of grease on the hillside already.
The Church is not exempt.
No matter where we stand on the issue of the ordination of women in the Church, the result is the ordination of homosexuals.
No matter what we might think about psychology, the synthesis of it and the Bible only further taints our contemporary theology.
No matter how we feel about modern Bible translations, the latest ones always seem “dumber” and less reliable than the ones before.
No matter what we think of megachurches with satellite branches driven by widescreen TVs, the result is a loss of genuine Christian community.
No matter what our opinions on capitalism and its ability to raise standards of living might be, we now treat God and the Church as commodities.
I’ve written Cerulean Sanctum for more than six years now. I could probably write another hundred “no matters…” for today’s list. But what I want to write about more than anything else is that someone, somewhere who is resisting the downhill slide. I want to hear more stories of Christians who washed the slope clean of grease rather than added more lubrication.
So if you would like to add a slippery slope example that just rots your insides, then please do. But also give us a story that ends not in the valley but standing atop the pinnacle of hope.
God knows we need to be hearing more of those positive stories in the days ahead.
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