The Libertarian Witch
June 26, 2009 - 13:36
Lack
of Balance - And Its
Terrible Price
Those
who
may not be Pagan are more than welcome in this discussion, and more
than welcome to disagree with any point here in a civil manner, but if
a frank discussion of religious thought and principles (from a very
non-Judeo-Christian viewpoint) offends you, please don't let the door
hit you in the butt on your way out - and don't come back.
I
am a Witch. I do not apologize for being a Witch.
And I am
not a particularly fluffy Witch, meaning that I am more than capable -
and even very willing - to defend myself or anyone else that I care
about, especially from ignorant Christian fanatics. In the
words
of my least favorite President in U.S. history, do please bring it on -
I really need the stress relief. The concepts of turning the
other cheek - and of martyrdom - are Christian concepts, and ones I do
not share.
If
you haven't been living in a deep cave or under a big rock for the last
couple or three decades, you are likely very worried at the direction
that the United States has taken. Somehow we've managed to go
from a reasonably free country that occasionally did things we weren't
proud of to a blatantly fascist and repressive dictatorship (that still
pretends to have a Congress) which invades half the world based on
blatant lies - and we've done it in absolutely record time.
"Regime change" has become a code word for mass murder and mayhem,
including the theft of oil on an epic scale and a religious war to
satisfy even the fanatical idiots who believe that Armageddon was upon
us fifteen minutes ago (and who are waiting to get sucked up into
heaven by some cosmic vaccuum cleaner).
I
hear Pagans all the time, both on and off the Net, telling me that the
Christians screwed it up - which is an understandable viewpoint, given
that the worst of the damage to date has been the work of the mentally
defective darling of the Christian Right - Shrub the
Magnificent.
Unfortunately,
no one has been able to tell me exactly how
they think the Christians screwed it up.
So I'm going
to tell them. Worse, I'm going to explain exactly how the Pagans screwed it
up, too.
The most
valuable of the five tenets of wisdom is balance, folks.
That's B-A-L-A-N-C-E.
I've
heard it said that we are living the result of 5,000 years of
patriarchy, and that matriarchy is far better for humanity than
patriarchy because women do not typically send their husbands and sons
off to fight and die in senseless wars. That's true enough as
far
as it goes, but matriarchy also resulted in a society that didn't know
enough of the arts of war to defend itself against the Romans - or the
Roman church. And the early Roman church definitely practiced
conversion by the sword - and later the stake. This is why
modern
Witchcraft is barely 60 years old, and a good 80 percent of modern
Witches have been busily trying to reconstruct that same matriarchy
which was their original downfall. Who was it that said that
doing the same thing again and again, and expecting different results,
was the classic definition of insanity?
It
is true that technically patriarchal religions have held sway over a
significant part of the world for about 5,000 years, but it really
hasn't been so bad for much of that time. In Old Testament
days,
Jewish women "bought and sold at the gates of the city." They
were business owners, in other words, and far from powerless.
More recently, my pregnant great, great grandmother boarded a covered
wagon at sixteen and rode it from Missouri to Texas, fighting off
Indians and having her kid on the way. Weak? I
don't think
so! Sure, she wore skirts - a practice I consider to be
insane,
especially in the winter when it's like being naked to the
waist.
It's also hard to move - or fight - in a skirt. Still, she
didn't
complain, so she must have had her reasons. The point is that
she
was definitely the architect of her own destiny. As a simple
matter of practical fact, no one could have forced her to make that
journey if she hadn't sincerely wanted to do it. If she'd
been
weak enough to merely acquiesce because it was the path of least
resistance, she would have died before she made it out of
Missouri. Making it all the way to Texas, and keeping my
great
grandmother alive and healthy all that way, took strength, guts and
determination on a scale we have trouble even imagining
today. It
also took both husband and wife, working as a team, and using every
strength that each had to offer.
No,
I'm not promoting "traditional marriage" here, or leaving gays out of
the equation. I'm simply stating that a genuine partnership
between men and women is necessary to build a healthy and capable
society. There is one hell of a lot of room for freedom and
innovation in how you choose for any partnership to work, both in and
out of the bedroom, and I think culture and tradition should get out of
the way and just let it happen in whatever way that works for all
parties concerned.
The
seeds of the unpleasant patriarchy of 20th Century fundamentalists were
originally sown at the Council of Nicea in the 4th Century, although
they didn't come to fruition until the hundred years just
past.
The Nicean Council is when Christians elected to follow more of the
teachings of Paul than those of (a possibly mythical) Jesus.
Paul
was a Roman tax collector, and a hunchback, and he had been ridiculed
for most of his life for his deformity. He hated women with a
virulent passion, and the least pleasant of his quotes have been taken
out of context to "keep women in their place" - and the problem became
dramatically worse with the women's liberation movement of the 1960s,
when American women decided not to take it anymore, and their men -
having lost their precious servants almost overnight - chose to react
with panic and hatred.
Unfortunately,
for the fundies to "keep women in their place" required deforming and
distorting masculinity, and that has resulted in several generations of
sheep that have cravenly chosen to knuckle under to illegitimate
authority. Knuckling under has never been an American
characteristic - or rather, it was never an American characteristic
until very recently. Far too many men today believe that
strength
is abuse, and far too many women of today are willing to accept that.
At
the same time that the fundies were reacting to the feminist movements,
Pagans in the 1960s and 1970s were busily trying to reconstruct a
matriarchal society as a blowback against the woman-hating
fundies. Unfortunately, a weakened and emmasculated male was
very
much a part of this picture also.
Now, here we
are, pale and sad shadows of what men and women once were - and still
should be.
Even
after 5,000 years, we don't understand equality in gender. We
don't understand balance. Christians treat women as second
class
citizens, required to "submit" to the males in their family.
Not
to be outdone, many Pagans treat the masculine as little more than
cosmic sperm donors. And as a result, we have lost our
freedom -
and our future. Karma is no joke, and there is always a price
for
screwing up.
Historically,
a pattern has repeated itself throughout human history. As
societies mature, they become more and more socialist, and therefore
more and more repressive. Put another and more personal way,
you
can't redistribute my income without a) knowing what my income is
(which gets you light years too far into my private business), and b)
securing my cooperation with my own robbery at gunpoint - cooperation
that I am certainly not going to give you
voluntarily. If
you think I am being figurative by saying "at gunpoint," then just ask
yourself when IRS agents started carrying guns.
Over
time, when societies finally become intolerably repressive, the least
violent solution has always been to emigrate. Just pack up
your
life and leave for a better shore. Unfortunately, the only
remaining frontier on Planet Earth is Antarctica, and that particular
real estate just doesn't have a lot to recommend it. For the
first time in our history, we Americans find ourselves with our backs
to a proverbial wall, limited by two oceans and other countries above
and below. We must solve our own problems right here - and
this
may not allow for a peaceful solution at all, which is not an easy
thing for man or woman to face.
Like
every other science fiction writer (and fan), I once held fast to a
forlorn hope that space - the final frontier - could have been made a
viable emigration option before things inevitably reached this sorry
pass. Unfortunately, the socialists got their greedy eyes on
the
money spent on space travel way back in the 1960s and 1970s, and to
date, we haven't even managed a colony on our pathetic little
moon. That leaves us with just one remaining option, and it
gives
me no pleasure to say it. Our future has been stolen, and it
is
up to us to take it back - by force, if necessary - but we cannot even
begin to do so until we can heal ourselves as a people - not as
Americans, but as human beings. We must rediscover who we are
as
a species. As Pagans, we must bring our forgotten God back
into
our lives and restore the natural balance between God and
Goddess. As Christians, you must remember the lessons of a
Goddess far older than your Jehovah.
This
is not so terrible a fate as it may sound. Our Horned God
teaches
us courage. He teaches us survival. He teaches us
to fling
laughter in the teeth of terror and despair. I submit that if
you
reflect on it, you will realize that the individual who has nothing
(s)he would be willing to die for also has nothing worth living for at
all. If you spend all your days trying to preserve a life
that is
inescapably finite in the scheme of the Universe, that life becomes
gray and tasteless, not worth preserving at all. I have never
been more alive than at the end of a day spent risking my life,
literally an entire day spent coming within mere seconds of sudden
death, eating good food and drinking potent drink in the company of
lifelong comrades I would have been proud to die with.
It is that
knowledge and that courage we must remember if we are to restore our
future.
We
must learn again from our God what our Goddess does not
teach.
When the God holds out his hand to us, it is our time to
dance.
If we haven't the strength or the personal courage to face this head
on, then we should just lie down and die - and get out of history's
way.
Midnight
mare and blood red roan,
Fight to keep this land your own.
Sound the horn and call the cry,
How many of them can we make die?
March of Cambreadth
Heather Alexander