Your Sunday Cry

This is worth reading in full. It begins:

The story of how Danny and I were married last July in a Manhattan courtroom, with our son, Kevin, beside us, began 12 years earlier, in a dark, damp subway station.

Danny called me that day, frantic. “I found a baby!” he shouted. “I called 911, but I don’t think they believed me. No one’s coming. I don’t want to leave the baby alone. Get down here and flag down a police car or something.” By nature Danny is a remarkably calm person, so when I felt his heart pounding through the phone line, I knew I had to run.

A Poem For Sunday

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“Final Notations” by Adrienne Rich:

it will not be simple, it will not be long
it will take little time, it will take all your thought
it will take all your heart, it will take all your breath
it will be short, it will not be simple

it will touch through your ribs, it will take all your heart
it will not be long, it will occupy your thought
as a city is occupied, as a bed is occupied
it will take all your flesh, it will not be simple

You are coming into us who cannot withstand you
you are coming into us who never wanted to withstand you
you are taking parts of us into places never planned
you are going far away with pieces of our lives

it will be short, it will take all your breath
it will not be simple, it will become your will

(From Later Poems: Selected and New, 1971-2012 © 2013 by The Adrienne Rich Literary Trust, 1991 by Adrienne Rich. Used by permission of W. W. Norton & Company, Inc. Photo by Flickr user cogdogblog)

Collecting Self Worth

Lisa Hix catches up with collectors of African-Americans dolls:

“My parents made sure to get us a lot of black dolls in a wide variety of hues and shapes,” Samantha Knowles [creator of the documentary Why Do You Have Black Dolls?] says. “We didn’t have exclusively black dolls, but we had mostly black dolls. After I started working on the film, I had a lot of conversations with my mom, and she would say, ‘Oh, you don’t know what I had to go through to get some of those dolls!’”

Many black doll enthusiasts, like Debbie Behan Garrett, the author of “Black Dolls: A Comprehensive Guide to Celebrating, Collecting, and Experiencing the Passion,” feels the same way as Knowles’ mother.

“I’m emphatic about a black child having a doll that reflects who she is,” Garrett says. “When a young child is playing with a doll, she is mimicking being a mother, and in her young, impressionable years, I want that child to understand that there’s nothing wrong with being black. If black children are force-fed that white is better, or if that’s all that they are exposed to, then they might start to think, ‘What is wrong with me?’”

Challenging The Highest Authority

Reviewing Noel Malcolm’s massive new scholarly edition of Hobbes’s Leviathan, David Runciman shows that it was not the text’s authoritarian political doctrines that provoked the scorn of his contemporaries; rather, what “scandalized them were the parts of the book that modern readers skip over: the assault on religion”:

[B]etween the political parts – the first two sections and the final one – come parts three and four, which are concerned with religion. This bit of the book, which makes up nearly half the total, is entirely uncompromising. Hobbes uses it to demolish all those claims to religious authority that he despised, whether coming from Presbyterians or Catholics, bishops or Bible-bashers. He deploys a combination of selective biblical citation and his own materialist philosophy to lay into every absurd religious idea he can find: demons, fairies, the holy spirit, the life everlasting, the immortal soul. Life, for Hobbes, means motion, and when motion ceases, there is only death.

This all-out assault on religious superstition and stupidity is what makes Leviathan a very different book from De Cive, which contains no equivalent. Hobbes’s urgency in 1649–50 derived in large part from his fear that a new political order might provide a fresh opportunity for the peddlers of religious charlatanry to get their hooks into the state. Parts three and four also reinforce the impression that what marks out Leviathan is not simply that it was written in English, but the kind of English in which it was written. The prose is expansive, sometimes wild, replete with metaphors and the occasional extravagant insult. Hobbes was taking the fight to his enemies.

Wanted: A Modern Pope

Progressive theologian Hans Küng describes the characteristics he’d like to see in the next pope:

A pope who is not intellectually stuck in the Middle Ages, one who does not represent mediaeval theology, liturgy and religious order. I would like to see a pope who is open first to suggestions for reform and secondly, to the modern age. We need a pope who not only preaches freedom of the Church around the world but also supports, with his words and deeds, freedom and human rights within the Church — of theologians, women and all Catholics who want to speak the truth about the state of the Church and are calling for change…

The best man for the job should be elected. There are no more candidates who belonged to the Second Vatican Council. In the running are candidates who are middle of the road and toe the Vatican line. Is there anyone who won’t simply continue on the same path? Is there anyone who understands the depth of the Church’s crisis and can see a way out? If we elect a leader who continues on the same path, the Church’s crisis will become almost intractable.

Similarly, Peter Steinfels hopes that the next Pope institutes drastic reforms, from women voting in the conclave to a new conception of term limits:

To begin, Pope Novus, as we might call him, should declare that his predecessor’s wisdom in resigning reveals a permanent insight into the realities of a modern papacy. Henceforth, popes will either serve a term of twelve years or resign at the age of eighty-two, the choice depending on each pope’s reading of the church’s needs at the moment. Papal interventions to determine the church’s choice of a successor, something Benedict has adjured but another pope might not, will be formally prohibited.

The Other H-Bomb

Sophie Pinkham reviews an exhibition by Yevgeniy Fiks at the Winkleman Gallery:

Homosexuality Is Stalin’s Atom Bomb to Destroy America explores how players on both sides of the cold war did their own appropriating, using the idea of homosexuality as a political weapon. The exhibition includes photos of atomic explosions printed with quotations from US politicians, for instance: “You can’t hardly separate homosexuals from subversives. Mind you, I don’t say every homosexual is a subversive, and I don’t say every subversive is a homosexual. But a man of low morality is a menace in the government, whatever he is, and they are all tied up together.” Such absurd equations show how homosexuality became a floating signifier, associated with whatever political tendency one most disliked. Rather than representing a certain group of people, it represented everything that was wrong—whatever that meant. America’s Red Scare bled into its Lavender Scare; the Soviets associated homosexuality with capitalism and fascism. But empty as it was, the political use of the trope of homosexuality had a devastating effect on real people from both countries.

Infecting The Good

Sarah Ngu explores the work of Jimmy Linn, who brings a theological perspective to his work on cancer, seeing it as “hijacking the processes that give life and bending them towards destructive ends”:

This parasitic understanding of evil, as something that twists what is good but remains dependent on it, is not a scientific invention, but an old idea that can be traced to the fourth-century theologian Augustine. If Lin has a high view of cancer because he has a high view of our God-created bodies, it is not too much of a stretch to add that we ought to have a high view of sin that stems from our high view of the good. For those who bemoan the loss of morals with each successive generation, perhaps the task at hand, then, is not to make sin look darker, but to illuminate the background of good against which sin is preformed. All sin is a grasping for the good, and always points to the good things that make sin possible.

Face Of The Day

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A reader updates us on a project we have highlighted before:

Glad the new business is up and running and seemingly successful so far. I wanted to share with you a story that is worth sharing with your readers.  I don’t know if you’re familiar with Humans of New York.  It is a Tumblr and Facebook page with over half a million followers.  The page is full of photos taken by photographer Brandon Stanton.  He takes portraits of New Yorkers and tells a snippet about them.  The photos are often interesting and sometimes beautiful, and the stories range from sweet to sad to uninformative.

Brandon used his following to raise hundreds of thousands of dollars for Hurricane Sandy relief.  (His photos of the ruins were heartbreaking.) This week, Brandon discovered that DKNY (Donna Karan clothing stores) used his photos in their Hong Kong window displays without his permission.  In fact, he had turned them down when they asked.  Instead of suing, he asked them publicly to donate $100,000 to the YMCA of Bed-Stuy, which would send 300 inner city kids to summer camp for 2 weeks each.  DKNY donated $25,000 in Brandon’s name, and Brandon was pleased (but his fans were still irate at DKNY and let them know it).  Brandon has channeled his fans’ energy into a fundraiser and he is now trying to raise the $75,000 Donna Karan wouldn’t donate from his followers.

He is nearly broke, but he has an incredible generosity which should be recognized, commended and supported. His Facebook page has the full story and a link to his fundraiser, which has now brought in over $45,000 for the YMCA. Please share his story of his followers vs Goliath – and look at his photos, which could make great “Face of the Day” candidates.  He reminds me of you in spirit and in the way he is firmly supported by a devoted Internet family. I wish both of you great success.

(Photo by Brandon Stanton: “If this guy doesn’t make you smile, I can’t help you.”)

Why Religion Remains

Reviewing A.C. Grayling’s forthcoming book, The God Argument: The Case Against Religion and for Humanism, Bryan Appleyard sighs at the outspoken atheist’s approach to religion:

Like it or not, religions are here to stay. Grayling sort of gets round this by ignoring the primary argument for their continued existence – that religion is a beneficial adaptation. He argues that religion is kept in place by, in essence, political power. This is altogether too weak and too inconsistent to explain the prevalence of religion and most thinkers accept some sort of evolutionary explanation. If you do accept at least some version of the adaptive argument – or, indeed, if you are a believer – then the study of religion becomes an obligation. Religious faith is not remotely like the belief in fairies; it is a series of stories of immense political, poetic and historical power that are – again, like it or not – deeply embedded in human nature. Seen in that light, to dismiss all religious discourse as immature or meaningless is to embrace ignorance or, more alarmingly, to advocate suppression. It will also make it impossible for you to understand the St Matthew Passion, Chartres Cathedral and the films of Andrei Tarkovsky.