A Movie Review: Eat Pray Love

It has been awhile since I have been to the movies and much longer since I wanted to see a Julia Roberts movie, so my anticipation for Eat Pray Love was pretty high.  Although I knew little about it, for some reason, from just the title there was a certain relatability. After all, what woman doesn't love to eat?  We all pray in some form or another, whether to a God, intentionally projecting out to the universe or just uttering exasperating hopes to nothing. And of course, we all love.

The premise of the movie has Roberts' character Liz reach that point in her life where she finds herself unsettled by the routines she has fostered.  She is out of touch with her husband, her family and who and what she thought she would be as a mid to late thirty-something: An early onset mid-life crisis.  As what seems to be a successful writer she has the luxury of taking off for a year to find herself.  So she spends four months in Italy (Eat), four months at an Ashram in India (Pray) and four months in Bali (Love). In each phase, and even before her journey, there are beautiful men in her life who teach her something. What happens to her in each of those places as she focuses on the respective activities is what can happen to any of life's sojourners as we go about examining our lives and how we live them; where we put our energy, and what is truly important. In that regard the story is universal.


This is most definitely a chick flick. The scenery is gorgeous. As an out-of-sorts mid-lifer myself, I found the character and storyline completely relatable. I do wish it went further into her internal life during her journey.  You got glimpses through Julia's facial expressions, but it left me wanting. Julia was beautiful and played the on-the-verge-of-tears almost depressed, but fighting to not sink emotions perfectly.  And where.... WHERE have they been hiding Javier Bardem?  What a deliciously charismatic man.  I wouldn't mind meeting him on Bali myself!


However it is the monologue at the end that ties everything together in a neat little package and gives the viewer (or reader of the book) an idea as to how the process works. 

“…I’ve come to believe that there exists in the universe something I call “ThePhysics of The Quest” – a force of nature governed by laws as real as the laws gravity or momentum. And the ruleof Quest Physics maybe goes like this: “If you are brave enough to leave behind everything familiar and comforting (which can be anything from your house to your bitter old resentments) and set out on a truth-seeking journey (either externally orinternally), and if you are truly willing to regard everything that happens to you on that journey as a clue, and if you accept everyone you meet along the way as a teacher, and if you are prepared – most of all – to face (and forgive) some very difficult realities about yourself….then truth will not be withheld from you.” Or so I’ve come to believe.”  

- Elizabeth Gilbert, Eat Pray Love.

Overall it gets 3 / 5 stars from this occasional reviewer. 


Links: Eat Pray Love on IMDB
            Eat Pray Love on Rotten Tomatoes

Restoring Honor Rally 8.28.10: Part 2, Reflections

It has been a week since the rally in Washington DC, enough time to reflect on the experience, the speeches and the message. The overall theme, as promised, was lifting up the value of honor. Why?  Because as we look around in these United States today, honor seems to have been lost.  From our presidents, accused of everything from corruption to lechery, to citizens who drive cars with bumper stickers touting that their kid kicked your honor student's ass and everything in between, we have as a nation seem to have chosen guttural behaviors over courtesy, mutual respect and rewarding merit.  Standards have gone out the window.  Everyone gets a trophy.  Effort and achievement are no longer held up as qualities to which to cling and aspire.  Honor, like integrity is about doing the right thing, even when nobody is watching.  It comes from within and is not always the easiest path to follow. But it is with such qualities that our country was founded and with which it shall be saved.

The rally started with a slide/video presentation with an inspiring narrative by Glenn Beck. We then all stood to say the Pledge of Allegiance.  I chose to say it as it was originally written rather than with the addition of  "under God" that occurred during the McCarthy era. It actually flows better and makes sense in its original form: "I pledge allegiance to the flag of the United States of America and to the Republic for which it stands, one nation indivisible, with liberty and justice for all."  I don't think that anyone around me necessarily noticed my omission. Appropriately, after the Pledge, we sang the National Anthem.  Hearing thousands of voices young and old, on key and off, raised and reverberating in and around the trees was pretty spectacular.  I stopped singing a few times so I could listen and my heart was filled with overwhelming patriotic pride. It was the first of several times during the three hours of rally that my emotions ran high and tears came to my eyes.  After that, Glenn came out to make a few opening remarks, setting expectations and ultimately introducing the speakers.


Since the rally was also a fundraiser for the Special Operations Warrior Foundation (http://www.specialops.org/), the first couple of speakers spoke of the organization which ensures that the children left behind when a Special Forces soldier dies in battle, get a college education. One of the leaders of the fund spoke as did a mother of one of the recipients. 

Sarah Palin spoke next as a mother of a soldier. (Watch the video of her speech here: Sarah Palin "Restoring Honor" 08/28/10) Bringing forth living examples of people who live honorably and lifting them up as true heroes was a most touching part of the rally.  Stories of soldiers who get the job done even when they are severely injured, or go above and beyond to make sure their fellow soldiers are rescued and safe always work to pull at my heartstrings. When each of the three soldiers whose stories we heard were introduced, there was thunderous applause to greet them which was palpable.  As Ms. Palin's speech was winding down, and she was talking about the qualities that these men were made of, that our founders were made of, she reminded all of us present, "You have the same steel spine and the moral courage of Washington and Lincoln and Martin Luther King. It is in you. It will sustain you as it sustained them." 


Next, Glenn came out and talked about the original Purple Heart which was commissioned by George Washington to reward soldiers for merit above and beyond the call of duty.  Back then, it had nothing to do with being wounded and everything to do with achievement.  Then, three awards were bestowed: one each for Faith, Hope and Charity. Recipients were chosen by Glenn as best fit representations of each value.  Each recipient's story was told by someone who knew them well and how they lived their lives, and each are shining examples of how we can live and make a difference in the world. 


After the Faith, Hope and Charity awards came Alveda King, niece of Rev. Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. I do not like this woman. I found it misplaced that she insists on being introduced as Dr. Alveda King when her doctorate is an honorary one.  To me this is disgraceful, and diminishes the value of title as well as the effort, struggle, and hard work of those who actually EARN a PhD.  During her time on stage she spoke some and then introduced singers who then performed inspirational or patriotically themed songs.  When the last song was finished, Ms. King gave her speech, which was way too evangelical for my tastes.  Hers was also the only one to get political, the only one to play the race card. I did not need to hear her pro-life views. I disagree with her on that. The choice to keep or end a pregancy is between a woman and a man, her doctor, her God if she has one, and her conscience.  It is something that should never be politicized.  I also vehemently disagree about her desire to have prayer in public [sic] schools. In order to truly maintain freedom of religion, we must be absolute in the interpretation of separation of church and state.  But the most unconscionable phrase of the entire day was "I have a dream that WHITE privilege will become HUMAN privilege..."  This was out of line and far from the spirit of the day and also because as it was said usurping the use of her uncle's "I have a dream..." message.  This was the lowest point of the rally, at least for this observer.  You can hear it here: Alveda King at Restoring Honor

Finally, it was time for Glenn's speech. (Watch it here: Glenn Beck Keynote Speech, Restoring Honor Rally 08/28/10) It was filled with imagery and inspiration.  He spoke about the monuments and memorials around him and how we were surrounded by giants.  He spoke of the reflecting pool and how it was a reminder for us to reflect the values of courage, sacrifice, duty and honor of those men, the very giants who were there immortalized in stone. He pointed out that they were ordinary men who did the hard thing and that we are made of the same stuff... that one person CAN change the world.  But the thing that got to me more than any other happened closer to the end during Glenn Beck's speech when he talked about his sureness that in the crowd there was an 8 year-old boy or girl who would become the next George Washington and when he recited a speech which means as much now as it did when it  was delivered on November 19, 1863 by then President Abraham Lincoln on a battlefield in Gettysburg, Pennsylvania:  

"Four score and seven years ago our fathers brought forth on this continent a new nation, conceived in liberty, and dedicated to the proposition that all men are created equal.

Now we are engaged in a great civil war, testing whether that nation, or any nation, so conceived and so dedicated, can long endure. We are met on a great battle-field of that war. We have come to dedicate a portion of that field, as a final resting place for those who here gave their lives that that nation might live. It is altogether fitting and proper that we should do this.

But, in a larger sense, we can not dedicate, we can not consecrate, we can not hallow this ground. The brave men, living and dead, who struggled here, have consecrated it, far above our poor power to add or detract. The world will little note, nor long remember what we say here, but it can never forget what they did here. It is for us the living, rather, to be dedicated here to the unfinished work which they who fought here have thus far so nobly advanced. It is rather for us to be here dedicated to the great task remaining before us—that from these honored dead we take increased devotion to that cause for which they gave the last full measure of devotion—that we here highly resolve that these dead shall not have died in vain—that this nation, under God, shall have a new birth of freedom—and that government of the people, by the people, for the people, shall not perish from the earth."

As the crowd dispersed, Jo Dee Messina took the stage for 20 minutes or so of patriotic songs, including America the Beautiful, one of my favorite national hymns. Many of us sang along as we made our way back towards the train station and our buses. There is something special that happens when people join together in meaningful song.  When it happens, music becomes like connective tissue bringing all those within its reach together with a single common thread of song.  It fills the heart, lightens the soul and with it comes hope.


I left the rally very honored that I was able to experience it.  What I heard from the stage cemented in me the notion that politically I truly am a Libertarian, and most definitely NOT a Republican.  What I saw and overheard in the crowd somehow strengthened my sense of atheism.  That second one was odd for me, considering the God-centered message I knew about going in.  Perhaps part of me was hoping that I would have some sort of religious experience to restore my once-held belief.  Though I walked out without regaining belief in a divine creator, the event did restore faith within me; not in an unprovable unseen force, but in people and what may be possible when the right kind of leader appears. I am happy with that. 

Note: To see my pictures from the day go HERE

Restoring Honor Rally 8.28.10: Part 1, The Journey

From the moment I first learned about the Restoring Honor Rally organized by Glenn Beck for August 28th, I wanted to attend.  Over time, the want turned into a visceral need to be there.  Was it just that I wanted to be part of something bigger than myself?  Something that mattered?  Honestly,  I have no idea. I knew it was going to be about honoring heroes.  I knew it was going to be about challenging all of us to be more honorable in our own lives.  Also, it was going to be heavily about God.  As an atheist, one would think that I should avoid it then.  But no, I was compelled regardless. My gut was nagging me to go and for once, I didn't fight, but just went with it. It was after all, an adventure!

The logistics to make it happen on my own seemed insurmountable. I put out an open request for a road trip partner on Facebook hoping that someone may be up for an adventure. Ultimately I had a conversation with one acquaintance who expressed some possible interest, but ultimately there were no takers. As time passed and the date of the event loomed ever closer, I became resigned to not going.  It just didn't seem possible. 

Then, two weeks before the rally, Glenn posted a Restoring Honor update on Facebook with a link to a map of places that still had room on their buses.  Much to my surprise there was a bus only half an hour away from my home. Immediately, I sent an email to the listed contact  As I waited for a reply I was most concerned that the trip would not work for e scheduling wise. I needed to find a way to depart on Friday and return on Sunday. But who would plan that kind of a whirlwind excursion?  In a few short minutes I had learned that the details of the trip were exactly as I needed them to be, but she had already filled three buses and I could only be put on a waiting list for a fourth bus if I provided my contact information. However, she wouldn't book the bus until she had 55 confirmed attendees.  Days seemed to drag as I awaited word and then finally I received an email that I was on my way to Washington DC!  You would have thought I had won the lottery rather than a seat on a bus.

My excitement at being able to really be on the Mall at Washington DC grew exponentially. I started telling everyone who would listen all about the rally and that I was going to be there.  My conservative friends were excited for me and my liberal friends were at least cordial. A lot of people just didn't know it was happening and heard about it for the first time from me. Unsurprisingly, the event was not being covered by mainstream liberal media outlets. I was happy to be the informant.

It was a bit odd, but not uncomfortable getting on an excursion bus with complete strangers.  But, I struck up conversations here and there.  Most of my bus-mates were senior citizens but there were a few younger people and even a few children in the group. Everyone seemed to pretty much keep to the folks they knew, however conversations about politics did arise and it was nice to hear agreement rather than debate for a change.  The ride itself was long and uncomfortable and for the most part, there were only sporadic complaints. I was fortunate because one person who was supposed to be on our bus made a mistake and wound up on a different one, so I had two seats for the 19 hour ride which included three other pick-up stops in various suburbs prior to really being on our way. 

I spent my time reading, which is challenging while riding on a bus. What with all the vibrations, extraneous conversations and overhead music or movie, concentration took effort. I had brought A Patriot's History of the United States with me. It is a 900 page book of which I got through the first 60 pages or so in small increments. Concentration became easier once I remembered that I had brought earplugs for when I was ready to sleep. They worked great!  And when it was time to sleep, all I needed to do was put down the book and don my nightshade.  

Other than the cramped quarters, the only other thing that bothered me about the trip was that each time we stopped, several people blatantly ignored the time constraints that were communicated before we disembarked. It seemed selfish and inconsiderate that adults would behave this way. Call me crazy, but it also seemed a little hypocritical since we were heading to a rally lauding the virtue of honor.  Perhaps my expectations are too high. 

At around 6AM EDT, we arrived at RFK stadium in Washington DC. We were among some of the first buses there. Four other ladies joined me as we walked to the Metrorail subway stop just a block away. Since they labeled me the leader, I had to tuck in the fact that the subway thing was the scariest part for me.  The rushing and closing doors has been anxiety producing since my first subway experience in NYC when I was a little girl. My concern was unwarranted because, though the crowd was thick and packing in like sardines, everyone was calm, polite and helpful to each other.  My ladies Rose Mary, Charmaine, Pat, Arlene and I were lucky enough to get on the very first train of the morning.  We were all on the same car of the train and it was easy to regroup when we got off at the Smithsonian stop a few minutes later. 

When we came up out of the darkness of the underground rail station, it was brightly overcast. The morning sun had not yet burned off the haze of the earth's slumber.  It took only a few seconds to scan the sky and find the world's largest phallic symbol, fondly known as the Washington Monument and begin walking towards it.  As we moved down Independence Avenue between large neo-Roman buildings marked, Department of Agriculture, we could feel the ever growing buzz of energy from the throngs. After just a few blocks, we were beyond the government buildings and approaching the famous obelisk in earnest.   Walking under the banner of welcome just east of the monument's mound marked my sense of arrival... of having made it. We moved on, walking around and over the mound and then we could see it.  Hundreds... thousands of people of all ages, shapes, sizes, colors, and socioeconomic backgrounds with backpacks, collapsible lawn chairs, and flags converging from North, East, South and West onto the grounds around the reflecting pool between the Washington Monument and Lincoln Memorial.  The crowd became increasingly dense as we made our way closer to Lincoln.  People were happy, calm and talkative.  Though strangers, we were also friends. This was community as it should be. This was unity; real, loving and tangible. 

... to be continued.

Location! Location! Location!

Isn't that the mantra when it is time to look for a home or place of business?  It's all about location.  It doesn't matter if you are single, married, a family or the Golden Girls.  You are looking for the right place to be who you are.  Right?  It is the same with businesses as well.  Where you put your business can be a make-it-or-break-it decision, especially if you rely on public traffic seeing and entering your establishment.  So what about churches or places of worship?  Is it important where they are located?  Absolutely.  


Several years ago, the church where I belong was bursting at the seams.  The original site was land bound within a neighborhood and there was no way to expand there.  The search began and many large parcels were considered based on price, feasibility and of course, location.  We wanted to be on a major road, unlike the original site.  We wanted to remain close to the location where we started so that we could best continue to serve those who were members and friends of the congregation. Sometime during the search process a parcel of land was donated to the church.  It wasn't clear if building there was a possibility.  The location was fair. It was in the same zip-code, but a differently named section of town.  It was also "on the wrong side of the tracks" in a more rundown area that had some criminal incidents most likely due to the biker and other bars within feet of what could very well become the new church home.  When it became time to truly consider building there, members of the building task force went door to door to both community residents and the owners of business establishments, including the seedy bars, one of which shared our property line.  Thank goodness the community did not have strong objections to our building a church there.  If they had, we would have sold the parcel that was donated to us and continued the search for a new location.  Why?  Because if the church cannot respect the wishes of the community, what kind of example would that set to its members and society as a whole?


So what is up with the Cordoba Initiative's Imam Feisal Abdul Rauf wanting to build an Islamic community center and mosque within feet of Ground Zero?  How is this idea even remotely respectful to the community?  It is fact and not speculation that a group of radical Islamics  carried out the terror of September 11, 2001.  That is not very long ago. The wound still festers and mourning continues.  Americans are savvy enough to know that wackos exist in all groups and not to prejudge an entire group by the few.  That is the larger message of the civil rights movement.  We get that. We, who oppose this locale are asking for a little deference to a national tragedy.  Not even half a generation has passed.  


There are concerns too about Imam Feisal Abdul Rauf and possible ties to radical Islamics.  There are questions regarding the sources of funding for this 100 million dollar edifice. Even the name of his organization, the Cordoba Initiative has multiple layers of meaning which can be interpreted as either benign or antagonistically. One blogger (see the Ridgewood Blog link below) insists that building the mosque at Ground Zero is a symbolic way for Rauf, his followers and those who fund him to "thumb their noses at the infidel," that it is a statement of their superiority, and that it is an act of "fitma" or mischief.  Fitmas are forbidden by Allah.


Building a mosque at 51 Park Place, less than 600 feet from where the World Trade Center once stood, and a place that was damaged by airplane fuselage on 9/11 is the moral equivalent of:

• Building a neo-Nazi meeting hall outside the gates of Auschwitz-Birkenau or Dachau
• Turning John Wayne Gacy's former home (or any murderous pedophile's place of crime) into a NAMBLA meeting place
• Putting a museum touting nuclear weapons or displaying a replica of the Enola Gay  at Hiroshima or Nagasaki
• Erecting a Kool-Aid factory at Jonestown

Would those be OK?  I think not.  They are counter to all sensibilities. 

For the record, nobody I know of or have spoken to regarding this issue are trying to usurp religious freedom here.  Furthermore, no one is arguing the legality of the location on which they propose to build.  What is being questioned here is the wisdom of the decision, the lack of respect that the decision shows and a complete lack of community sensitivity which happens to be mandated by  Islam.  Questioning and voicing concerns is neither intolerant nor racist. In fact, I have heard no Islamophobic language or lack of tolerance for Islam to be practiced in NYC.  I have read different sources siting numbers upwards of 30 mosques already present on Manhattan and over 100 in all of NYC.  So tolerance is not the issue either.  What is the issue?  Location! Location! Location! Practice your religion!  Build a mosque!  Seek to build tolerance and find those bridges of common ground on which to strengthen communal ties that go beyond religious differences.  All of that is good and is encouraged. What is being asked is that you move the location another 8 - 10 blocks north.  It is really not too much to ask. Is it?


Helpful Links:
Wikipedia (well referenced) entry on the Cordoba Initiative Mosque at Ground Zero
Blog written by Muslim presenting reasons for Mosque
Cordoba Initiative's 2008 Anti- Free Speech conference

Update 08/23/10:
Over the weekend, the debate on this issue has heated up even more and so have my research efforts.  I have now found an interview with Imam Rauf that he did with 60 Minutes where he blames the United States as an accessory to the crime of the attacks of September 11, 2001 and states that Osama Bin Laden is "made in America." (Imam Feisal Abdul Rauf on 60 Minutes) This is unconscionable.  As in our personal lives, we are responsible for our own actions and others are responsible for theirs. America has made some poor choices and mistakes in its history. Name a nation that has not.  Even though our foreign policies attempt to promote liberty across the globe, we have fallen short.  We are not perfect by any stretch and I do not deny that.


Here are two links providing a comprehensive look at the history of the controversy:
Hannity Overview of the Ground Zero Mosque Controversy
Hannity on Imam Rauf

In the second of these two links, Rauf insists he is a bridge builder.  If that is the case, then the very second the outcry began he should have apologized, admitted bad judgement and chosen a site that was a more appropriate distance from Ground Zero, yet still considered lower Manhattan.  Refusing to back down and instead deny or ignore the will of the community in which he is supposedly building bridges is completely contrary.  

I Have a Proposition for You

Unless you have been living under a rock, you are aware that on August 4th, US District Chief Judge Vaughn R. Walker overturned California's Proposition 8, paving the way for gays to marry.  Proposition 8 stated, in its entirety: "Section I. Title  This measure shall be known and may be cited as the "California Marriage Protection Act."      Section 2. Article I. Section 7.5 is added to the California Constitution. to read:     Sec. 7.5. Only marriage between a man and a woman is valid or recognized in California."   Prior to Prop 8, California sanctioned gay marriages and any such marriages that occurred prior to its passing on November 4, 2008 remained valid.

There was much debate leading up to the vote. Civic  and religious organizations took stands on both sides.  (For an overview, please refer to: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/California_Proposition_8_(2008)).  The final vote was 7,001,084 (52.24%) for the measure and 6,401,482 (47.76%) against.  Since the overturn, debate has resumed and there are many who call the decision an act of ignoring over 7 million California voters.   Conservative radio talk show host, Michael Medved has engaged his listeners in such debate.  Medved stated that it is not discriminatory for the state to define marriage as between one man and one woman because it has been established that laws can discriminate along gender lines; that women can marry any man they want and men can marry any woman.  Somehow he missing the point of marriage.  How about changing the wording just a little: A man or woman can marry any adult with whom they are in love and share a deep commitment.   Doesn't that grasp the spirit of marriage that people are so trying to protect?  Would you speak to that, Mr. Medved?  How does that tarnish the sanctity of marriage?

As a compromise, it is said that gay couples can create contracts that give them the same legal rights that marriage affords or that they can have civil unions.  That's true.  So can straight couples, but they don't because it is simply not the same as marriage.  Is it?

Here are some questions to ask yourself about why people marry before you make up your mind on this issue:

• Is your motivation for marriage based on a tax break?
• Did you marry so that if your loved one was ill, you could be included in their information and decisions?
• Did you marry so that if you survive your spouse you will have the rights to all of their worldly possessions should they die?

OR

• Did you or would you marry because you were deeply in love?
• Is your motive for marriage to stand up and announce to the world and your God that what you have is sacred to you?
• Did you marry out of a profound belief that your love was forever and that no other love would compare?
• Did you marry to mark the deepest commitment of your life in a ritualized way that everyone would recognize?

The first set of questions, if agreed to, are reason to pursue a civil union.  For me, those so-called benefits are the last thing on my mind when considering marriage. What about the second set of questions?  Those are what marriage is about.  Every adult couple, gay or straight, deserves the right to celebrate their love and set it apart in the way that only marriage can accomplish.

I do not understand the selfishness of those who want to keep marriage from loving gay couples.  Heterosexuals do not have a corner on the markets of love and commitment.  In fact, many gay couples have healthier and more intimate relationships than a lot of straight couples.  So what's the problem?  What are you afraid of really?

Satan and the Pope

On June 1, 2010, Pope Benedict XVI ended the Roman Catholic Church's "Year for the Priest" with an historic mass in St. Peter's Square, Rome.  During his homily, he asked for God's forgiveness for the seemly endless revelation of sexual abuse perpetuated by a multitude of priests on young male parishioners.  (I wonder how long it has been going on. We only know of what has been reported in our time.)  He asked forgiveness for the individual priests and for the church at large.  However he stopped short of accepting responsibility by either the church, it's repressive dogma or the actual perpetrating priests. Instead he cited "the enemy" Satan as the culpable party in this horrendously common problem which came to light a decade ago here in the United States and much more recently throughout Europe.   


(Satan!  Really?  I will NEVER understand how churches of so many denominations subscribe to the dogma of a character barely mentioned in the Bible and elevate him to the level of the Almighty God in which they purport to believe.  In fact, most of what people cite about Satan and Hell is from LITERATURE.  Read Dante's Inferno.  How did the church wind up using  a book of fiction to inform canon?)


It would take a book of writing to attack the dogma, so that won't be done here. Instead let's look at a little bit of history and then propose a theory of causation for the pervasive issue (which must be dealt with properly by the Church as well as the countries in which the offending parishes reside). 


Celibacy was not always required for priests.  One of the events which caused the oppressive and unrealistic rule is based on the fact that priests were begetting children with parish women while their husbands were off fighting the crusades. Obviously this was a problem that needed to be dealt with but to deny the nature of a man's humanness with an all-or-nothing rule based on a handful of obscure scriptural citations and the unsubstantiated belief that Jesus led a chaste life, was not the best answer. (There is evidence in the apocryphal books of the Nag Hammadi to the contrary.)  And since the final version of the Bible we know of today was determined through political debate at the Council of Nicea also lends to the notion that corruption may have played a role in canon as in all activities of the body politic.  The Bible is first and foremost a political book aimed at the goal of crowd control. There had to be a better answer.  


The theory of causation about which I have thought for many years is this:  The Church's reactionary and phobic view of homosexuality created the problem and is thereby culpable.  It is my belief that homosexuality is genetic, hardwired in to a person's make-up. I cannot imagine how painful and conflicted it would be for a young man in the throes of puberty, finding himself naturally attracted to other young men and living in an oppressive environment indoctrinating him that what he is experiencing is not only sinful but the work of Satan or demonic possession.  The fear and self-hatred that would ensue for these young men in devout households must have been unbearable.  Being emotionally adolescent and unable to discuss their feelings with anyone,  what could he do?  He could shut down and forcibly repress his sexuality and attempt to purge himself of his self-perceived sinfulness and seek refuge in the protection of the priesthood or monastic life. For some this repression might last a lifetime, but for others their sexuality may percolate back up into their consciousness.  It is my contention, that when repressed feelings emerge, they do so at the same emotional state at which they were repressed.  Therefore, these now older adult men, who are responsible to spend time with young men as youth leaders and altar boys find themselves attracted to them.  Why?  Because sexually and emotionally they are dealing with the issue as pubescent boys.  Some of these men then act on their newly surfaced sexuality. They act because the sexual drive is one of the strongest human drives and they feel compelled to the point that they cannot deny it, regardless of the knowledge that what they are doing is wrong. This is not what they should do of course because in so doing, they rob young men who trust them of their innocence which is absolutely unconscionable.  Instead, they should seek counseling outside the Church and an eventual exit from the priesthood so that they can live fully realized lives and seek adult partners with whom to share their liberated selves. 


It is my ardent, though admittedly unlikely hope that the Church would wake up and begin to accept the fact that the very God in which it says it believes created homosexuals in his/her image just like s/he created heterosexuals in his/her image.  If that happens, then true healing for the harmed young men, the priests and society at large could truly begin. It seems that believers don't really understand the part of the book of Genesis where the creation occurs and God pronounces it all GOOD.

It's a Mixed Bag

On April 27, 2010 Arizona governor Jan Brewer signed into state law a new immigration bill (http://www.azleg.gov/legtext/49leg/2r/bills/sb1070s.pdf) which has caused fevered debate, accusations of racism, and worse.  Well, I decided to learn the facts on my own rather than get them from the fact-contorting media and so I read the bill.  What I found was this:

• The Arizona law simply mimics current federal regulations that were not being enforced
• Currently, Federal law mandates that all aliens must register with INS and are required to carry their green card AT ALL TIMES and should be prepared to produce it on request at any time.
• That police are not required to stop anyone, but may do so if they suspect that an illegal alien is present
• That employers may not knowingly hire persons who are present in Arizona illegally and
• Must verify that all employees are eligible to work in the United States of America
• Must keep proof of eligibility on file for the length of a person's employment or three years whichever is longer
• Employers will not receive state monies designed to help small business if they are in violation
• Employers must, if found in violation, terminate all aliens under their employment within three days of verification that a violation exists
• And may have their business and other licenses suspended for up to 10 days for a first offense or permanently for a second offense
• That law enforcement officers may not entrap employers or coerce or encourage them to hire persons not legally eligible for employment
• That NO citizen is required by law to turn in anyone they know to be an alien but that
• A citizen shall not be impeded by another citizen or alien to report
• A citizen may report an alien either by official form or anonymously
• That citizens knowingly transporting, harboring or hiding aliens are violating the law and will be prosecuted accordingly

No part of the Arizona bill seems unreasonable to me.  It is a call for justice plain and simple.  Neither does the law have any racist underpinnings nor does it discourage immigration. In fact, aliens arrive by air from Europe and Asia as well as swimming across the Rio Grande.  The Arizona law (and federal law) look blindly as to where an alien originates, and applies the law equally!

The truth is that Arizona and other border states have been left holding the bag because the federal government has not kept its commitment to secure the borders.  What sickens me most about this fact is that securing the borders is the federal government's primary responsibility!  You know: Protect & defend!  Instead the feds are busy carrying out socialist policies (i.e. ObamaCare) which serve to irrevocably harm the country rather than doing the work of protecting the country.

I agree with the law and believe that all aliens should be repatriated back to their countries of origin until such time that they can pursue a legal course to gain entry. That's it.  You are welcome to escape your tyrannical home country and come to America.  Just do it legally. Is this too much to ask?   Immigration is a good thing! Without it, I would not be able to call America home.  My paternal grandfather was an immigrant.  He came legally through Ellis Island and gained citizenship.  The paternal side of my ancestry are what I would call "recent" immigrants.  From what I have been able to figure out about my maternal ancestry, it seems some of them have been here since the 1600's or 1700's.  Aren't most of us descendants of immigrants or colonists?

Now here is where the mixed bag comes in:  I have worked with illegal aliens in the restaurant industry and also day workers in my current job who I suspect are also alien.  Did I turn them in?  No.  Should I?  Perhaps.  Is that hypocritical?  Most likely. The thing is, I grew to know and love these people.  I do wish they would do whatever it takes to make themselves legal because they are, by and large, assets to our country. It is my desire that they do this on their own however, because frankly, I don't have the heart to force them. My humanity, in this instance, is stronger than my conviction for equal justice.  Admittedly, I am flawed.

Helpful links:

http://azgovernor.gov/

http://www.uscis.gov/propub/DocView/slbid/1/2