Time, Religion, and Spring Break

So, I'm back in the 'Shire for spring break. Or at least so far, I've managed to spend most of my time in the 'Shire rather than in Mule Town, USA. It's getting nice and green. There are friendly cats hanging around my grandparents' house, the distinct smell of cattle, and I got to shoot a my grandfather's automatic rifle at a cardboard box. It was fun.

The time changes tonight. For me this means that I have to get up an hour earlier to go read for an hour at one Church of Christ or another. I'll probably go to the smaller one that doesn't make me nauseous, but yeah . . . either way I'm going to continue reading the Feminine Mystique so I don't go insane. With my luck the preacher will pick tomorrow to speak on the evils of women. I shouldn't get this negative, this far ahead of time, now should I? But it's difficult not to.

I didn't realize I was that religious until I started keeping this blog. Now I think, "well, duh." But I've spent so long trying to separate myself far enough from my background to be able to breath without having to constantly be on my guard and ready to jump to the defense of myself and any belief I hold dear, that I was fairly convinced that my interest was pure academics. Nope. Not really. It's still personal. At least, at some level.

And will someone please tell me why conservative Christians on Facebook can't spell or write a sentence without a glaring grammar gaffe.

Theology and Gender Equality: A Rambling Rant

"At least to pray is left, is left.
O Jesus! in the air
I know not which thy chamber is, –
I’m knocking everywhere.

Thou stirrest earthquake in the South,
And maelstrom in the sea:
Say, Jesus Christ of Nazareth,
Hast thou no room for me?"

Emily Dickinson

There's a lot of tension in my relationship with Christianity and specifically with evangelical protestants. They frustrate me. Annoy me. And in the past have hurt me. I constantly find myself involved in a perverted via negativa, defining my own theology in oppostion to theirs. To borrow from Paul Simon, "I am blinded by the light of god and truth and right and I wander in the night without direction." Their model of God and the Kingdom of God overwhelmed any opposing views so long that it is hard to move past that, and leave it behind, and continue journeying. Deconstruction. Construction. Both interrupted by a pity-party of "why me?"

But moving on. Today, I blog for Gender Liberation! And being the theology geek I am, I blog for theological gender liberation!

The central problem I find with much of conservative Christian theology is that it promotes and even requires the destruction of the individual self in the service of salvation. This isn't the type of loss of self that is found in the mysticism of a number of religions. The Sufi loses his or her apparent self in order to find a truer version of the self. The same occurs for the yogi of the Upanishads. Other mystics, such as my darling Vladimir Soloviev, preserve a distinction between individuality and ego. The ego is lost. Individuality is preserved.

Certain branches of Christian theology fail miserably when it comes to preserving and embracing individuality. One cannot maintain one's individuality and be a member of the kingdom of God. But, unlike the yogi or the Sufi, one does not collapse the distinction between the self and God. Instead the self is lost and is replaced by some version of what a human should be. One doesn't bring one's self to the body of Christ. One loses the self and is told what part of the body of Christ one will become -- often without regard for the unique talents and temperaments that the individual might have previously possessed.

I don't see this as salvation. There is nothing left at the end to be saved.

I think, perhaps, that this only really comes into play when the church is confronted by an individual who doesn't already fit, in some way, into the role of a previously established member of the body of Christ, and further the destruction of the self linked in some way to gender. Thus, the girl who loves taking care of babies in the nursery and the boy who wants to lead songs before the congregation find their selves embraced. They have to give up little. However, the girl who would preach and the boy who would rather take care of children find themselves in situation where they are constantly told that they must change who they are or risk eternal damnation. The girl must become submissive and silent and prepare to marry and bear children. The boy must become more outgoing and dominant and prepare to serve the church as a deacon or an elder one day. (He might even have a harder time than our girl. She'll just be dubbed a problem child. He might have to duck accusations of being a 'pseudo-man.') I distinctly remember Sunday school materials stating that all boys should aspire to be elders or deacons and all girls should aspire to be the wife of an elder or a deacon. Heaven help anyone, male or female, who has been given and inquiring mind and the ability to question traditional beliefs and interpretations.

What happens is that the self is torn apart and replaced by another version of the self that is as fully artificial as the one our Sufi seeks to lose.

Galatians 3:28 is quickly becoming the favorite Bible verse of this non-biblical literalist. Christ tears down those socially constructed tags of Jew and Greek, and slave and Free, and male and female and opens up the possibility of seeing individuals as individuals rather than members of a social class. It is no longer necessary to conform to gender norms. You are who you are. Get over the state of someone's genitals and see that person as fully human and fully a child of God! This is beautiful! Why did Christianity lose it? And why won't more Christians return to it? (I am amused by the irony of Biblical literalists insisting on a non-literal reading of this verse as: only equal access to salvation.)

This is liberating for me. I don't feel comfortable in the gender role society, and specifically the CofC, has assigned to my sex. I never have. Nor would I feel comfortable in the gender role assigned to my brother. Pesky gender roles! But, wait, in the Kingdom of God I am who I am.

I must confess, I recently joined a Facebook Group for the sole purpose of debating. It was the Church of Christ group, and there was a discussion concerning the role of women in the church in which there was no significant female participation. Was I surprised? No, after being told to shut up for most of their lives, most girls I know learn to swallow not to spit. Did I still feel the need to remedy the situation? Hell, yes.

I was actually pleasantly surprised by the quality of the debate and the attitudes of the participants. I didn't expect to win -- I just wanted an opposing view to be heard. And one of the other participants has given me hope for the CofC future with his emphasis on humility and mutual submission. I disagree that things currently work out in practice that there is mutual submission on the part of everyone, but I'm content to let him have the last word cause it's damn good theology -- if only it went into practice.

Here's my breakdown of the positions in the debate (with my commentary):

1. Women should participant freely and equally with men in the Kingdom of God.
2. The I can't be bother to think argument: Paul said anyone with a vagina should shut up, so shut up. (Fortunately, there weren't too many of these.)
3. The Kenotic Argument: We should focus on emptying ourselves and overcoming our egos in order to serve others. Leadership and authority don't really matter. (Good theology.)
4. The Pretty Noose Argument: Women and men are given different talents and men are better suited to lead. The role of a woman as a helpmeet embraces and honors her natural femininity. Men's leadership frees the woman to fulfill her nature role as caregiver, etc. Separate but equal roles. And here's the part that really gets me: Men need to be in leadership positions in order to feel welcome in the church. The church wants to feminize men and doesn't allow them to express their masculinity as God intended.
   

What the fuck? I suspect that this only illustrates the patriarchy of the CofC that only men are allowed to complain that the Church isn't allowing them express themselves as God intended. This view seems to be growing in popularity amongst Evangelicals, note the Godmen from this article, and the CofC imported it. Alas, the poor men, forced by Eve's daughters into gender-bendering! My response was to point out that I hardly fit the feminine image and if the church as no room for "manly" men, then it has even less room for a "manly" woman.

I think what the leaders of the manly men moment are finding is that expecting everyone to conform to certain behaviors and have certain temperaments doesn't work very well. Unfortunately, rather than realizing that the problem is in separating everyone into a socially approved category of behavior, they insist on creating a new version of masculinity preserving the distinction. Or perhaps it's more malicious, and the rise of the manly men is symptomatic of evangelicals freaking out because women are beginning to achieve something that resembles equality with men in the secular world.

And I wish that I could fully get behind the Kenotic Argument. Unfortunately, I don't think it is possible for Christian kenosis to be realized until we recognize that Christ abolished gender roles and liberated us from having to deny our true selves to conform to them. Right now, there is no place for me in the CofC. One day though, maybe, possibly, we'll submit as individual children of God to individual children of God as equal heirs to the kingdom of God liberated to express a truer version of ourselves. And it'll be beautiful!

The US Government Doesn't Believe in Plan B

Military or otherwise. Silly state governors.

I think the Shurb should start applying abstinence only policies to military invasion. Invasions should only occur in commited loving relationships that have been sanctioned by a higher power.

This metaphor is getting really weird, really fast. I'm going to stop now. Maybe its all the cold meds. But come one, that phrasing was just begging for such a metaphor.

The Mandeans in Iraq

We hear so much about the fighting between Shiites and Sunnis in Iraq that we tend to forget about the other religious groups who caught up in the crossfire. I honestly don't know if whatever government takes over Iraq is going to be much better than Saddam Hussein.

Probably most of the United States haven't heard of the Mandeans. I probably wouldn't have heard of them if they weren't linked with gnostic groups.

One of these days, I'm just going to learn that I shouldn't read the news unless I want to feel depressed.

Cattle, Drugs, and Family Farms

Or, why collectivization doesn't work well whether driven by a five-year plan or market demands for cheap beef.

Have I mentioned that I grew up on a small farm? Have I ranted yet about why small farms are superior to large-scale operations? I don't think that I have. Now to rememdy that.

It looks like the FDA is going to approve a new antibiotic to treat bovine respiratory disease -- cefquinome. The problem -- this drug, or a drug related to it is used as a last ditch antibiotic in humans when the bacteria are immune to everything else. Using in cattle would increase the chances of a resistant strain evolving. (Hmm, maybe that's why they're passing it. To ban it would be to acknowledge evolution and hurt James Dobson's feelings.) And resistant strains are a bad thing. Even I know this. And I'm a Religious Studies major!

I doubt the FDA is spurred on by pictures of sick calves; although, trust me, few things in life are more pitiful than a sick calf. Probably they weren't because their are already drugs on the market that work to knock out bovine respiratory disease. Granted, I'm trusting the Washington Post, I didn't dial up my uncle to inquire as to how well the old drugs work, but then it's possible that he doesn't have to use them as much as Old McDonald, who has a factory farm.

The panel also learned that the disease would be a relatively minor issue but for the stressful conditions under which U.S. cattle are raised, including high-density living spaces and routine shipment on crowded trains for hundreds or thousands of miles. Those "production dynamics" suppress the animals' immune systems, explained feedlot consultant Kelly Lechtenberg of Oakland, Neb., and virtually guarantee that bovine respiratory disease will be a major problem.

So we see, my friends, that other than the ethical issues of factory farms, there are definite pragmatic concerns. Like raising a not sick steer. And reducing the need for an overuse of drugs and whatever else they pump the poor things full of these days. (I sometimes wonder if my relative lack of health problems isn't just due to having spent a lot of time as a kid running around the back pastures drinking untreated spring water -- I have an immune system -- but also has something to do with the main source of meat in my diet being the swaybacked calves who weren't going to sell at market and my dad and uncle just had slaughtered by a neighbor, therefore skipping the feedlot and drugs and such.) And my family's operation isn't perfect, as the steers are sent to a feedlot before their final stop, but it'll be a hell of a lot easier to convert the small farm operations back into something that resembles an ethical system.

Calves should not be cramped up in small pens. They are as dumb as rocks, and I feel no qualms about eating them, but they are sweet critters who don't deserve a shitty life and a mishandled death. Seriously, I'm getting to the point where I'm only going to eat meat if I personally know who raised and who killed it, so I know it was accomplished in the most humane manner possible. It's enough to make me what to move back to Hampshire.