Jimmy Carter and the Southern Baptists
I have always respected Jimmy Carter, even when his enemies portrayed him as a naive do-gooder and drew attention to his being a peanut farmer, implying that such an occupation was incompatible with his role as Commander-in-Chief.
My respect for him went up several notches today when I read that he had severed his ties with the Southern Baptist Convention because of its insistence on women’s subordinate place in God’s creation. Here is a direct quotation from Jimmy Carter’s public statement on the matter:
“ I have been a practising Christian all my life and a deacon and Bible teacher for many years. My faith is a source of strength and comfort to me, as religious beliefs are to hundreds of millions of people around the world. So my decision to sever my ties with the Southern Baptist Convention, after six decades, was painful and difficult. It was, however, an unavoidable decision when the convention’s leaders, quoting a few carefully selected Bible verses and claiming that Eve was created second to Adam and was responsible for original sin, ordained that women must be “subservient” to their husbands and prohibited from serving as deacons, pastors or chaplains in the military service. ”
Go here to see his statement in full in the Sydney Morning Herald.
A statue of Cecil Rhodes, the British imperialist who did much to promote British imperial interests in Africa, was removed from the University of Cape Town earlier this year. Now there are calls to have another removed from Oriel College, Oxford.
I have worked extensively in the former Soviet Union where I have seen statues of Vladimir Ilich Lenin, Felix Edmundovich Dzerzhinsky and Joseph Stalin. Some have been defaced, some have been carried off and dumped – I saw one massive stone head in a railway yard. But I cannot believe that airbrushing history in this way is ever right. Surely it is better to confront our past, the ugly bits as well as the glorious, the better to control our future?
In Gori, Stalin’s birthplace, the museum commemorating that bloody dictator has been preserved exactly as it was in Soviet times. An extra room has been added to supplement its content with a more modern, less laudatory version of events. Destroying the evidence of history only opens the door to myth-makers.
I don’t always agree with Tony Abbott (former Australian Prime Minister) but I do agree with his stand on this issue. I believe it is fairly reported in this article from the Sydney Morning Herald.
Never heard of the First Church of Polydeism? Neither had I. The logo at the top of the sign suggests the Flying Spaghetti Monster but the image is not one of the usual ones and I can find no evidence of a connection – except a quirky sense of humour. I share this picture as a way of reminding my readers of the religious significance of this time of year.
Someone sent me this temporary set of rules of the Richmond Golf Club, dated 1940. They illustrate perfectly the kind of stoicism that people are capable of in the hardest of times – and that will be required of us all now and in the coming years as we confront an evil enemy.
We all remember fondly the rituals of Christmas in our youth. I remember one such ritual with especial fondness. High in a cupboard in the entrance hall was a wide, flat cardboard box in which a suit had been delivered to my father. The tailor’s name – Hector Powe, – was on the box’s lid. Inside was the household collection of Christmas wrapping paper.
I had my favourite sheets, as I suppose did the other members of the family. They were like old friends and I took great care not to damage them with sticky tape or excessive creasing. They were never cut, of course, so the sizes of gifts and wrappings had to be carefully matched. I don’t remember new wrapping paper ever being bought.
The tailor’s box and its contents have gone – a casualty of my mother’s downsizing to a flat. But in the bottom drawer of a filing cabinet I keep a smaller box with a wide enough assortment of wrappings for my present needs. Every year some sheets are lost from the collection, to be replaced by new ones from which I have meticulously peeled as such of the sticky tape as I can. Small blemishes are covered up by ‘From/To’ cards, stick-on reindeer and the like.
My Christmasses would not be quite the same without this.
A young man died at the electronic music festival recently. The cause of death? Illicit drugs, which are said to be commonly available at such festivals. What makes me stroppy? His family are describing him as a victim and blaming the festival organisers for his death.
Unless he was held down and forced to swallow pills, or an attacker forcibly injected him, he was not a victim. He was a criminal*. And if festival organisers were required to guarantee the safety of every patron who chooses to indulge in dangerous or illegal activities, I suspect the ticket prices would be much higher than they are.
What makes me even stroppier is that the courts seem to put drug dealing on a par with shoplifting. Three young women who were caught selling ecstasy tablets at a nightclub were given 14-month suspended sentences plus 200 hours of community service. One of them was let off the community service because she was pregnant! These people are beyond any reasonable doubt serious criminals and should be punished accordingly.
* Disclaimer: I’m not a lawyer and I don’t know if using the drug that this young man used is a criminal offence in Australia. I’m using the word ‘criminal’ in a non-legal way to mean ‘perpetrator of something that is so morally reprehensible, so socially damaging and so stupid that it ought to be a criminal offence’.
I’ve read and heard several commentators lately, either advocating an islamic version of the Christian Reformation or arguing that such an event has already happened and the results are not pretty.
Former Australian PM Tony Abbott leads the advocacy pack, implying that a reformation would be a modernising influence, moving Islam away from the beliefs and practices that make it barbaric in many people’s eyes. I don’t want to put words into Mr Abbott’s mouth, but I assume he would share my hope that modernisation would do away with animal sacrifice, pointless dietary rules, punitive mutilation, oppression of women, suppression of other beliefs, contempt for infidels, and capital punishment of individuals categorised as blasphemers, apostates and heretics.
Waleed Aly, a young Australian Muslim who has become my second favourite radio journalist, argues that “Islam’s own version of the Reformation already occurred in the 18th century” and led to Wahhabism, a form of Sunni Islam which is enforced in Saudi Arabia and is the philosophical platform for al-Qaeda, DAESH and other extremist organisations.
Paul Monk disagrees with Waleed Aly in many things but agrees with him in this. I commend his article in the Sydney Morning Herald.
The UK’s Chief Rabbi, Lord Jonathan Sacks, also agrees. In a recent interview on Australian radio he pointed out that the Christian Reformation was a reaction against corruption in the Catholic Church. The reformers wanted to return to true Christian values. This is how Md ibn Abd al-Wahhab saw his 18th century reformation: a return to true Islamic values.
It is as erroneous as it is understandable that we tend to equate ‘reform’ with ‘improvement’, ‘progress’ and ‘becoming more like us’.