I am unapologetically christian (and if you're into labels evangelical at that) and I am unapologetically feminist and socialist. This is not easy at the same time as being remarkably easy. I always say I am a feminist and a socialist not despite being a christian but because I am a christian - but that's a blog for another time.
Here I just want to try and explain why groups and spaces that only ever (or in the overwhelming majority of cases) refer to faith communities in terms of the 'religious right', are doing themselves and their causes no favours. I am in no way suggesting they stop exposing stupid things said by such groups but that they equally ensure they give the same platform to faith communities with different perspectives. Here are the dangers I perceive with the current set-up:
1.) Firstly it gives an inaccurate portrayal of Britain's faith communities thereby spreading mis-understanding and miss trust and weakening community cohesion. What you say may be an accurate representation of a certain subset which is already very vocal - so why give them the microphone again? I know many many churches where it would be a brave person who admits that they vote Tory. Many christians are pretty left of centre. I can't speak for other faith communities but I'm sure the same is true - they are not all right of centre, but those voices that are not, are almost completely absent from those environments where I hear the 'religious right' condemned with huge regularity.
2.) Secondly it makes a group of people rather than an ideology the route problem. We need to confront and challenge the belief system if we are ever to change the world. And almost without fail when the 'religious right' or 'conservative christians' and blamed for a belief system I can think of several people with no faith who hold the same views.
3.) There is often a bad use of logic. I have very often heard people disregard an argument because its 'what christians believe'. Just because someone you don't like thinks one thing doesn't mean the opposite is automatically true!
4.) It plays straight into the hands of the 'this is a christian country' rhetoric. All those people out there who do not hold a genuine believe that Jesus Christ is the son of God and that he came that we may be reconciled to God, to each other and to the earth, but who self define as christian for political motives are able to continue to wield political power. This is especially dangerous in our current climate. Because if you only present faith groups as right wing, you continue to feed that false perception, that this is a large group who have the hotline to God and face no criticism from within their community making them seem like a much larger group than they actually are and allowing those who do not genuinely have an active faith to align themselves with them.
5.) You alienate people like me, people who would like to be your allies. And I am very definitely not alone.
6.) You convince people the only option is to be religious + right or secular and left driving some away from faith and many away from the left. I know many christians who read right wing papers because they don't feel welcome elsewhere - if they did their politics might be very different.
We really need to change the understanding of faith and political views. I can't talk for other faith communities but certainly among the faith communities I'm part of 'conservative' christians are by far in the minority. Most of us are desperately trying to see the world change in progressive ways, trying to be Christ-like, trying to see a just, equitable, sustainable world.
So next time you write or say something about 'conservative christians' or the 'religious right' could you just put in a sentence or two about what 'progressive christians' or the 'religious left' think. I would be very grateful. Thanks.
Thursday, 9 August 2012
Wednesday, 8 August 2012
My body
I love my body. It fascinates me. The way it changes, adapts, grows, learns, survives, thrives. It's energy, it's weariness, its journeying, its learning, it's power, its weakness, its uniqueness, its sameness, its joy, its sorrow, its story telling and its story making, it's dying and its renewing, its temporarlity and its eternity.
My body does not need to be thinned, tightened, controlled, straightened, perfected, tamed, tanned, lightened, changed.
My body is a paintbrush not a canvas. It creates its own picture, it is not a blank for others to paint perfection on.
I love my body, it is me and I am it. To alter it is to assault myself, to starve it is to hate myself.
I do not need to look in the mirror to know my body is there, it always comes with me. I do not need a mirror to tell me if there is something wrong with my body, it is supremely articulate and always let's me know. I do not need a mirror to tell me I'm the fairest in the land - I and my body have no desire to be.
My body beats the rhythm of the day, the week, the month, the year.
I am so tired of the war on my body. I was going to write a blog explaining why my vagina is not too lose, my legs not too hairy, my breasts not too saggy, but why should I. My body does not need to mount a defence against the tempest heading toward it, that storm's waves will crash apart against the rock that is my body.
I love my body and the more I'm told not to the more I'll love it in all its defiant glory. The older I get - the more defiant it will become it will wrinkle, increasing its ability to communicate a million complicated emotions, idea's and adventures. It will continue to journey away from that caged magazine pretty, towards beauty, freedom, hope, adventure, discovery, wisdom, death and glory.
My body does not need to be thinned, tightened, controlled, straightened, perfected, tamed, tanned, lightened, changed.
My body is a paintbrush not a canvas. It creates its own picture, it is not a blank for others to paint perfection on.
I love my body, it is me and I am it. To alter it is to assault myself, to starve it is to hate myself.
I do not need to look in the mirror to know my body is there, it always comes with me. I do not need a mirror to tell me if there is something wrong with my body, it is supremely articulate and always let's me know. I do not need a mirror to tell me I'm the fairest in the land - I and my body have no desire to be.
My body beats the rhythm of the day, the week, the month, the year.
I am so tired of the war on my body. I was going to write a blog explaining why my vagina is not too lose, my legs not too hairy, my breasts not too saggy, but why should I. My body does not need to mount a defence against the tempest heading toward it, that storm's waves will crash apart against the rock that is my body.
I love my body and the more I'm told not to the more I'll love it in all its defiant glory. The older I get - the more defiant it will become it will wrinkle, increasing its ability to communicate a million complicated emotions, idea's and adventures. It will continue to journey away from that caged magazine pretty, towards beauty, freedom, hope, adventure, discovery, wisdom, death and glory.
Sunday, 8 July 2012
Sorry
A poem about looking into the eyes of a girl child while hearing a woman's been shot essentially because she's a woman.
Beautiful new life, little girl, sorry.
In another land our sister was shot
and as you smile my heart is filled with worry
Oh what a world! What a cancerous rot!
As I lay you down in your bed to sleep
From in the dark shadows I'm sure I hear
Men's monstrous laughter seeking to creep
and patriarchal talons drawing near.
Beautiful new life, little girl, sorry.
In another land our sister was shot
And here you begin to write your story
While the world's hate seeks to distort the plot
Beautiful new life, little girl, sorry.
We've been hated since the fall from glory.
Beautiful new life, little girl, sorry.
In another land our sister was shot
and as you smile my heart is filled with worry
Oh what a world! What a cancerous rot!
As I lay you down in your bed to sleep
From in the dark shadows I'm sure I hear
Men's monstrous laughter seeking to creep
and patriarchal talons drawing near.
Beautiful new life, little girl, sorry.
In another land our sister was shot
And here you begin to write your story
While the world's hate seeks to distort the plot
Beautiful new life, little girl, sorry.
We've been hated since the fall from glory.
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