Coward part 2
Recently I wrote a post about my slinking out of sunday school after an upsetting statement about homosexuality rather than speaking up during the class to show that that statement was not the only possible opinion. I have since met with the Pastor. We had an incredibly lovely three hour conversation. Many things were discussed, but I’ll just introduce a couple as follow ups to the previous post. One, the pastor agreed with me that the statement was upsetting (though I never quite knew if that was because of the content or the tone of the statement) and also knew immediately who it was that said it. Both of these agreements made me realize I was not alone. Also, the pastor had already confronted the man about his tone. Throughout the conversation, there was an undertone of consideration–should I also confront the man one on one in a Mathew 18 sort of way (if you have a disagreement with someone, confront them directly, rather than talking about it behind their back).
I have such a different conception of the Bible (at the very least I struggle with its complete inerrancy) that I don’t know if confronting the man directly would be profitable. In other words, none of my arguments would carry water with him without that kind of core agreement.
Another thing we discussed was the nature of protest. Was it a better idea to confront the man in the moment and not let the moment pass, or was it better to take time to reflect on the situation and seek out the man in private? I’m of two minds. I appreciated that the pastor did not think I had been a coward and agree with him that controlling your emotions and carefully considering your reply in such a situation is first and foremost. And I cannot agree with Du Bois (who seems to be ever present with me) that diplomacy somehow equals sychophancy. (I believe he was capable of diplomacy, but he rarely wanted to bend any of his opinions in order to get along with others in an organization. Hence his frequent confrontations with the NAACP leadership. He also described one of the YWCA women I study as suffering from the YW “psychosis” for her too capable diplomacy…i.e. she gave in too much to whites).
So in other words, I like diplomacy. I like calm answers. I don’t want to walk into conflict. And yet, I don’t know that speaking to the man in private is the best solution. I say that because it was not just the man who held the opinion. Much of the room answered his statements with mutters of approval and similar condemnation of homosexuals and Obama.
I’m writing this today also because I had a hard weekend Christian wise. Arizona seems to be fulfilling all the frustrations I shared with my pastor about evangelicals/Baptists. We went to two church services over the weekend. The first was a baptist style independent mega-church. It was their missions weekend. One of the first things during the service was a video about the state of the world. Almost with the first breath it condemned multiculturalism and tolerance as a cover for intolerance of Christians (right after that statement, it flashed a picture of Obama).
Then it went on to paint the US in fairly glowing terms and describe the horrendous conditions in every other contentinent. Clearly they were all just waiting for American Christians on their white steeds, with their shining armor, to come save them. All all the programs that the videos mentioned about the churches was just about church planting, even though the speaker talked about addressing poverty. And while he did talk about the need to care for the poor (and what an empty bible it would be without the passages on feeding the hungry and caring for the sick), the only thing specific thing he mentioned was digging wells. I’m so tired of rallying speeches that don’t actually take into account the significant *good* things other nations, races and ethnicities are doing and all the *structural* problems that have to be addressed when fighting poverty. Especially when it is all couched in this self-conscious look at how great we are for sending missionaries. (It doesn’t help, I know, that I’m skeptical of the mission project in the first place). At least at our home church, we talk repeatedly about the same groups. We know the practical things they are doing in their communities. We know that the Mexican World Vision group is working on structural change (not just building one house, so to ostracize that family from the community). Same with the major push for a focus on Aids in Africa–we talked about structural and individual solutions. About comming alongside the community, instead of overthrowing it.
I did feel a bit better when some of the rest of my family volunteered similar frustrations with the church service as I had felt. For instance, my dad noticed immediately the equating of Catholicism with Mormonism (i.e. equally cultish) and condemned it before I had said anything.
Then the next day we went to the church I grew up in. The sermon was about Elijah proving God’s existence to the Baal worshipers. And the pastor exulted in the slaughtering of the Baal priests and never addressed how this story is related to the experiences of people today, who don’t tend to experience lightening from the sky. My dad-in-law expressed frustration with the first part, again before I had said anything. So even though I am more liberal than my folks, there is at least some room for a discussion.
Finally, I talked to my former Sunday School teacher after service. Such an interesting woman. She was the first woman ever to get a Masters in Agricultural Education. Her profs put her through a 4 hour oral exam to prove that she was ready for it. She’s a strong, intelligent woman who has worked her whole adult life. Yet she is also one of the most conservative people I have ever met (as is her husband). They have very conservative notions of gender (and yet, here she is at the forefront of education)… Anyway, within a few moments of discussion, she mentioned how Obama is on a mission to destroy Christian education, and has been for eight years. Also that the AEA (American Educational Association?) has been working to doctrinate all children into secularism for a long time. I just stood there and listened. I’ve so often thought about all the conservative things I learned at her and her husband’s knees. I have so wanted to come back with a rejoinder. Yet, what she was saying just seemed ridiculous to me. I didn’t even know where to begin. Obama on a crusade to destroy Christian education? That does not jive with anything I know about Obama (who, number one, is not a crusader but a pragmatist, and who, number two, is a Christian, and who number three, has extended and continued the office for faith based iniatives (under a different name).
Oh, and the man mentioned above called Obama “evil” during his conversation with my MI pastor.
*ugh*
Tweeny
Went to see Twlight the other night outdoors. Went for the cultural experience. Funny to hear so many tweens screaming everytime Edward walked on screen. But dude, kinda a boring movie, and this comes from someone who was working through the majority of it. Plus, I already had the set academic interpretation (vampire bite = sex, abstinence) bit running through my head.
But I think the biggest disappointment was the main girl character …Bella (evidently the Beauty and the Beast metaphor was not strong enough). We’re totally not talking Elizabeth Bennett material here. She practically did not exist. Ugh. This is the most awesome evaluation of the movie I’ve seen. Seriously, watch the clip. (And this comes from someone who didn’t watch Buffy. I was much too conservative at that point to handle so much magic and sorcery. Married a major Buffy fan, though).
mindfullness part 2
So I went through a little exercise about transforming my irrational thoughts into rational thoughts. Not sure it wasn’t anything I wasn’t already doing, but pulling it apart was helpful. Instead of just getting into a cycle of being upset/ feeling bad about being upset because it isn’t rational, I walked myself through the thoughts. And I realized a way that both my wishes and S’s wishes could be met. So I wrote this email:
I’ve been sitting here thinking about why I suggested the ice cream (I’m sorry that I had forgotten what you told me about going through the parents–I remember now). I guess the past few times I’ve been there there’s just been so much going on and to calm everything down we watch tv. Maybe if we could do a simple craft that the kids could do too, then I could pay attention to them while talking with you guys? Part of me just doesn’t really like traveling so far to then watch tv. If you ok it, I could think up the craft–you wouldn’t have to do anything. Or we could do anything that you would ok. I’m sorry I didn’t frame it this way before. I didn’t mean to go against your wishes. I had also thought of suggesting alone time with you and O; I’m sorry I didn’t include that in the original email. It must have seemed obviously against your prior statements the way I wrote it.
Anyway, I know you’re really busy, so if we don’t find a lot of time to get together, I totally understand. I’m still all in a whirl over finding out that we were going to AZ so soon.
Hope you’re well,
Love,
–L
It maybe has a few too many appologies in it, but I find that’s the way I role. I think it is an improvement over my prior actions because then I would just be upset about the tv and not say anything, or complain to E. Here at least, I was able to state my wishes while hopefully healing any rifts that were created. My mom was always trying to get me to stop saying sorry so much, but I think in some ways it’s the only way I can confront someone.
mindfulness
I’m learning to be mindful as a way to treat my depression. For the most part, it comes naturally to me. I think this is why crafts are soothing for me–I have to pay attention so strongly to the present moment to make it come out.
I’m still not sure what it means when I’m feeling upset. I’m supposed to acknowledge the feelings, nonjudgementally, not try to suppress them like I normally do. So then I can deal with whatever is happening, rather than simply reacting to it.
I am upset because I told my brother’s wife that we’re coming to visit and asked if we could take her oldest (5) out for ice cream and she said no (in what to me was a scolding tone–but it’s easy to read into email), because we’ve talked about this before and you make relationships with children by getting to know their parents. I’ve tried this past six months (after the last time she told me this) by sending post cards and letters and gifts and emails…but I don’t get much back other than philosophy and a few short one liners. I have no idea what the kids are like or what they’ve been doing. It’s impossible to interact with the kids when you’re at their house because there’s five adults trying to talk to you, and the kids are running around, etc. So I asked for ice cream! My parents used to drop us kids off at our aunts for weeks at a time in the summer (granted when we were older).
So what is mindful right now. I think it’s stupid for me to be upset about this because I know there are extenuating circumstances that make my brother’s wife’s protection perfectly (well at least kind of) reasonable. But I just feel like they must think we’re horrible human beings or something. I know that’s not true, but it’s how I feel.
So deep breaths. Feeling the tightness at the base of my throat. My eyes are dripping tears and my nose is stuffed up because I’m upset but don’t want to be. Nonjudgementally acknowledging the feelings? I don’t have to figure out how to deal with them now.
heart song
There is nothing quite like a big group of people, all different shapes, sizes, colors, and abilities dancing in the open air to a live band. I love it. Top of the Park is one of the reasons I love A2.
posting
Why is it that I always want to confess my personal weaknesses to you? I don’t know.
I’ve been reading a lot of novels lately in that amorphous modern literature zone. Some I’ve liked and some I haven’t. But in general I’ve felt fundamentally insecure about my abilities to analyze them or understand why they are considered great. I asked a couple of friends to read Middlesex with me–so hopefully they can help me remember how to analyze fiction.
I just downloaded my one audiobook for the month and chose James Baldwin’s Another Country. I’ve listened to the first half. And I have to say I’m really enjoying it. The texture of his language is just gorgeous.
**Update** The rest of the book was gorgeous as well, and not just for its language. I loved the description of relationships and the way that love and hurt is so tightly bound together.
I am a coward
I’m feeling sympathy for all those “good whites” who sat and did nothing when others hurled around racial slurs in their presence. Today at church, during Sunday School (an hour I normally avoid), we had “prayer requests.” Sick kid, check. Michigan’s economy and father laid off, check. Then–horror. Someone practically leaps out of his chair and says “I have to share this. Our president”–Our has at least three syllabuls, president has a sneer–”voted June the month for lezzzbians, bi-sexuals, and gays! Voted it gay pride month! I am just sick, sick to my stomach!” (murmurs of consent growing). “I don’t even know what to pray for. I guess pray for repentance!” (this last in a huff of self-righteousness).
E said later I should have raised my hand then to say that we should pray for love and tolerance. I just left the room (I’m a terrible conflict-avoidance type). And felt utterly upset through the rest of the church period. The sermon was on love, by the way.
I feel like a total coward. Any other suggestions for what I should have done?
complexity
Lincoln Center put on August Wilson’s play, “Joe Turner’s Come and Gone” this season. It is the play that the Obamas saw on their date night. There has been a lot of controversy surrounding the play because the director is white. He was a friend of the Wilson family and called up Wilson’s widow (also white) for permission to direct the play. She gave him permission. And in this Studio 360 interview, she reads from a one-person August Wilson autobiographical play in which he lists different plays of his that were directed by white people during his lifetime (including the one-person).
It was commonly understood before this that August Wilson did not allow whites to direct his plays because he was eager to foster the careers of black directors.
Yet–the Lincoln Center has not put on a play directed by a black person in the last 18 years. In the next few seasons, would they willingly hand a Noel Coward or Chekov or Ibsen play to a black person?
I think this is a good example of how sound bite controversy rarely gets to the heart of racial dilemmas, and makes it that much more difficult for average white people, with little history or context, to understand the anger and frustration of black people.
Ahhh, the New York Times
Not always the bastion of “liberal” thinking we think of today. An editorial about a sedate dinner of black and white social workers, doctors, ministers, leaders in 1908.
This particular banquet, we think, provoking as it must the public disgust and indignation, will serve to call the attention of the community to certain forces of evil that have been rather actively at work of late and will, if we mistake not, tend inĀ a marked degree to check and destroy them through the odious exhibition now made of what they really mean.
‘Brotherhood’ was the note of the banquet, socialism its ‘mvoing spirit and intent,’ and ‘equality’ the basis for ’settlement workers discussing racial mixing by intermarriage, an act forbidden ‘by an instinctive, prevailing and unconquerable resolve and condition of mind.’
Beauty Or There is nothing new under the sun
I just came across this quote in one of Du Bois’s letters to his daughter (trying to get her to stop spending so extravagantly). It perfectly encapsulates a realization I had about beauty two or so years ago.
As Tolstoi has said: ‘We begin really to enjoy the beautiful things of life when we realize that we do not have to own them in order to enjoy them.”