Leonardo da Gary, Indiana
You know, all this talk about “The Da Vinci Code” and calls from the Vatican to boycott the movie almost makes me want to queue up and see the damn thing, just to bite my thumb at the Holy See. While I didn’t particularly like the novel, I am one of those people who sees the Church’s systematic destruction of the female influence in religion represented relatively well in the book. Or, to put it bluntly, early Church fathers who pushed women out of authority only because they didn’t have a penis were full of horseshit. And guess what? They’re still full of horseshit! Give me my birth control, female priests, right to an abortion, and unlimited use of IVF, damnit. Dignity of procreation, my ass.
So yes, I’m relatively tempted to see the movie until I see ads for it at bus stops and Metro stations. I see Tom Hanks’ ugly, smug mug plastered everywhere, and I am able to remind myself that there are better and healthier ways to snub the Church for its assiness towards women. Like not acknowledging the temporal and limited powers of men who think I’m a second-class citizen, and educating other women that, yes indeedy, we’re just as good as they are, I’ll show you how. Oh, and not crossing myself when I walk in front of a Catholic Church–I do that one every weekend, dude.
Amen to that sister! ;)