I hope there aren't too many people still proposing the idea that "after all, we all worship the same God."
To this, I hope we don't have to go looking for pictures of beheaded three year-old Chaldean Catholic children or piles of dehydrating bodies on a Kurdish mountainside.
Instead, let's have a little thought experiment:
A duck walks into a room. It weighs approximately one and a half tonnes, has lots of baggy grey skin, big flappy ears and trumpets its entrance very loudly through its long, prehensile nose.
I must say that I am getting a little fed up, whenever I or any of my sane friends say, "Hey, that's not a duck! it's an elephant!" of having everyone around us turn, point and screech "HATER!"
Please,” said the Lamb, “I can’t understand. What have we to do with the Calormenes? We belong to Aslan. They belong to Tash. They say Tash has four arms and the head of a vulture. They kill Men on his altar . . . how could Aslan be friends with him?” ...
“Baby!” he hissed. “Silly little bleater! Go home to your mother and drink milk. What do you understand of such things? But you others, listen. Tash is only another name for Aslan. All that old idea of us being right and the Calormenes wrong is silly. We know better now. The Calormenes use different words but we all mean the same thing. Tash and Aslan are only two different names for you know Who. That’s why there can never be any quarrel between them. Get that into your heads, you stupid brutes. Tash is Aslan: Aslan is Tash.”