17 July 2010
Oh my (Readers of a delicate persuasion look away now)
What a lot of absolute bilge is about in the press at the moment. I know it's always open season for Catholics, but sometimes it's more than just annoying, and today is one of those days it's got to me.
We have tweets of the most offensively juvenile kind from a Times reporter (nuff said!), The Suppository performing to its usual standard (warm up the cocoa dears, that last gathering liturgy really must have taken it out of you), and academics who are supposed to have incisive intellects showing themselves to be as ignorant of their own Faith as an average agnostic (I find the penny catechism kind of gives you the flavour of proper Catholicism).
As a woman in the church, I have never felt as though 'The Church' treated me as a second class citizen. The fact that I can't be a priest doesn't bother me in the slightest, any more than the fact that my husband can't get pregnant.
And of course one of the biggest feather rufflers is the resurgence of the wonderful Latin Mass, that bastion of maleness, that sublime experience where all face God equally - gosh, even the priest!
I could rant on and on, but the thing that I wonder about more than anything is why people remain in the Catholic Church if it offends them so much.