More religion, please!

On. Giovanna Melandri, a deputy with Italy’s Democratic Party, has recently proposed a law to introduce even more religion into public schools. She has courageously published it on her blog. I’ve commented on it, but my comment has not yet been approved, perhaps due to strong words like “superstition”. I figure the next best thing is to take up the matter on my own blog.

The thrust of her proposal is this: God is alive and well in the world; belief in Him heavily influences the lives of millions and “entire communities;” a sense of the sacred is central to the lives of human beings; we must find a way to live in a multicultural, pluralistic society (presumably without fighting over whose version of God represents the truth); we must engage the “other,” etc…it sounds like she’s been reading Karen Armstrong.

This brings her to the realization that it’s time “to rethink education.” My first thought would be, “Let’s get Catholic religious education out of the schools and increase secular studies like science and foreign languages.”

Melandri’s proposal is – brace yourselves – to introduce comparative religion. She even suggests a “scientific, not a dogmatic approach.” Which sounds nice and fuzzy at first, as if to imply that all religions are part of the fabric of humanity, and none of them have any exclusive claim to truth. But then she adds that “particular attention must be paid to monotheism,” and that “adequate space should be reserved for Eastern religions.” So, Jainism and Islam will share space on the blackboard with Catholicism?

But Melandri admits there might be some difficulty in finding impartial teachers to teach the vast smorgasbord of human belief. Not to worry, though, for “incompatibility between teachers will only be temporary.” How does she know this? It seems to me that in her mind she would like disagreement to simply dissolve before the comforting flames of multiculturalism.

This isn’t realistic. More likely teachers will be at each other’s throats. Supposing there are more than a handful of teachers who aren’t nominally Catholic – already improbable in Italy – and as Catholic religious education is already part of the State curriculum, she will have to convince those lovable, infinitely pliable gentlemen over at the Vatican to loosen their stranglehold on the young. Since no Italian politician is likely to ever go against them, this rings hollow. There is not greater obstacle to comparative religious education in Italy than the Catholic Church.

Further on, Melandri assures us such a multicultural approach won’t infringe upon the Vatican’s right – according to the 1929 Lateran Treaty – to impose its own religious teachings in Italian public schools. She continues: “We believe that the discovery of the transcendental dimension, and how humanity in all its stages has dealt with this experience, is a fundamental component of personal development.” Here the text reads much more like a homily by Benedict XVI than a proposal to teach religion in a “scientific” sense (whatever that means).

In my comment I asked On. Melandri why students receiving a public education should have to study religion – the “catalogue of the world’s superstitions,” as I phrased it. Of what use is it, really? The impracticability of such an endeavor, the fragility of people’s sensibilities about religion, the mutual exclusivity that religion fosters and the utter nonsense of religious belief all point in one direction: less, not more, religion in public schools.

If Melandri wishes to do something radical, she should work on abolishing the Lateran Treaty and minimizing the influence of the Catholic Church, pulling crucifixes of the walls of classrooms and making Italian public schools more secular in nature. That is the only fair way to deal with students of multiple cultural backgrounds: by leveling the playing field once and for all.

Poetry magazine rejects Sandro Penna

Or so they thought. Penna died in 1977.

Dear Sandro Penna:

We’re not going to be able to keep anything from this submission, we’re sorry to say. Thank you, though, for letting us have a chance with your work.
Sincerely,

The Editors
POETRY
444 N. Michigan Ave., Suite 1850
Chicago, IL 60611

Penna’s reply:

Dear Editors,

It was indeed an honor to find myself, in the email rejecting my translations thereof, addressed as one of Italy’s greatest 20thcentury poets, Sandro Penna himself! Thank you for the attention.

Sincerely,

miseraestupendacittà

The War Against the Jews

An incomparable description of Hitler’s mental world:

“The Jews inhabited Hitler’s mind. He believed that they were the source of all evil, misfortune and tragedy, the single factor that, like some inexorable law of nature, explained the workings of the universe. The irregularities of war and famine, financial distress and sudden death, defeat and sinfulness – all could be explained by the presence of that single factor in the universe, a miscreation that disturbed the world’s steady ascent towards well-being, affluence, success, victory. A savior was needed to come forth and slay the loathsome monster. In Hitler’s obsessed mind, as in the delusive imaginings of the medieval millenarian sectarians, the Jews were the demonic hosts whom he had been given a divine mission to destroy.”

(Dawidowicz, The War Against the Jews p. 21)

I find this passage utterly chilling.

Porn!

Or so you would think. This ad for the Renault Twingo has apparently been banned by RAI and Mediaset because it features lesbians. That’s code for “porn”, as we know. You can see it on La7, the only television station worth watching in Italy anyway. I think it’s a sexy, powerful ad, and lesbians are even less visible than gay men, Jews, Protestants and atheists in this country. They need all the publicity they can get!

Pius XII and his crystal ball

If I told you that Pius XII spent the war years peeking into a crystal ball or shuffling tarot cards in order to divine the future, you might say something like, “What a nutcase!” And you’d be right, I suspect. So what’s the difference when John Cornwell tells us – citing beatification testimony of Pius’ own nephew – that:

…the Pope was in the habit during the war of conducting a form of exorcism to cast out the devil that he assumed inhabited the soul of Hitler – which he did in the dead of night in his private chapel in the papal apartments.

That’s not nuts? Ooga-booga, the Pope communing with the spirits in a private seance (true, one wonders how his nephew knew this) in his most private of Holy Holies? The valiant Pius wrestling with angels for the soul of the world, while Satan stalks the heart of Europe in the form of the Third Reich. Apparently, a papal encyclical would have been wasted on mortal eyes; ditto a radio broadcast in condemnation of Hitler. Pius XII produced nothing of the kind for the duration of the war.

But he wrestled with the Children of Darkness in his private chapel at midnight. How spiritually elevated of him.

Why I tweet

Because now I finally have somewhere to put all those crumpled up notes to myself, quotes, citations and brilliant thoughts that would otherwise get thrown out or catalogued in one notebook after another and never see the light of day. Twitter is perfect for this, and it lets you share them with your followers. Plus, it’s a nice way to gather interesting links for further use. I think of Twitter as an ongoing log, a bit like blogs used to be back when they were web filters. In fact, the blog that gave blogging its name, called Robot Wisdom (“a weblog by Jorn Barger”), really looks more like a Twitter feed than a blog. Too bad it fell victim to its author’s anti-Semitic rantings…

Now I can cancel all those annoying emails I get that I never open from the Anti-Defamation League. I can just follow their Twitter feed and read the things that look interesting. Ditto everyone else. Email can go back to being personal.

(This post has been truncated by my daughter waking up.)

Fortune-teller lady at the truck stop

When I got out of the car to take this photo, my wife couldn’t understand why I would want to photograph this. “It’s pure schlock,” I said. Context is everything.

Exotic boardwalk junk machine.

It’s officially That Time of Year now

Now that Hanukkah is over we can start in on Christmas.

You can’t do this on a computer (yet)

Maud Newton says you can do something similar on an iPad, but only with your finger. I still write poetry (but not much prose) the old-fashioned way, as you can see. Brain activity seems to lend itself nicely to having every thought recorded in a whirlwind of ink. So take that, Mr. Jobs.

(I should add that I am grateful to my computer for being able to upload a handwritten manuscript and make it visible on the Internet via something called a “blog.”)

Manuscript page of "Her Mother's Clothes"